The next morning, Chen Xu walked into the building where the company was located, still yawning.
Ever since he discovered he had a talent for "precise throwing," he spent the entire night tossing things nonstop. His excitement kept him up until past three in the morning.
He almost couldn't get up in the morning, yawning all the way.
In this state, whenever he saw something handy, he felt an urge to grab it and throw it.
He walked to the elevator and saw a few company colleagues ahead, chatting in low voices, seemingly discussing the establishment of a new department.
He was still a bit sleepy and didn't pay attention.
Before long, the elevator arrived. As he entered, those colleagues greeted him.
"Morning," he replied with a smile.
The elevator door slowly closed.
Colleague A asked, "Chen Xu, did you hear that the company is establishing a new department?"
Chen Xu nodded, "Yeah, I heard."
