"I couldn't very well say I dreamed about plucking An Shiyu's hair off. Just thinking about that scene, I could hardly stop myself from laughing. Seeing me struggle to hold in my laughter, Zheng Yufei grew even more speechless, her face lined with black as she looked at me, a hint of worry in her eyes, "You haven't been so rattled you've lost your mind, have you?"
After she finished speaking, Zheng Yufei was the first to leave the house, and I followed her quickly downstairs to the underground parking lot, drove my little red flag car straight to the factory area.
Having parked the car, I headed directly to the archive room. Yesterday, I deliberately left four security guards here to take shifts, ensuring that no one would approach the archive room at night. Even though it was somewhat inhumane, I still offered generous overtime pay to quell any discontent.
