After sighing for a while of the boss's fickleness, Brother Qian's eyes suddenly stopped, and then he moved with a pretty figure and couldn't move away for a long time. Ding Chi turned his head and looked at it, identifying it and saying, "Who is this?"

"The new HR, I just graduated this year, came to a headhunting company before, and jumped to our company last week. Hey, how about it? Isn't it beautiful?"

"The back is pretty good." Ding Chi can only say this. When he first entered the company, he secretly hacked into Brother Qian's notebook while bored and found a blockbuster with a hard drive. He was immediately frightened by Brother Qian's taste, so he doubted whether Brother Qian's so-called beauty was really beautiful.

"At least 80, the most important thing is good temperament. Hey? Chizi, are you still alone? Hurry up, maybe you still have a chance."

Brother Qian glanced at the electronic clock on the wall and patted Ding Chi on the shoulder: "Okay, I have to send the documents quickly."

Brother Qian left, Ding Chi sat down in his position, slowly turned on the computer, movable his arms and looked around. On the left was an otaku, now he was looking at the electronic comics with his eyes, looking around from time to time. Whenever he found someone passing by, he would immediately switch to the technical document; on the right was a fat girl, who was reading online novels, and there were several open snacks on the desktop. This girl probably wouldn't be able to lose weight in her life.

This is the programmer. He has no time to sleep when he gets busy, and he is free to do it one by one after another. Ding Chi opens the technical documents according to his own eyes, picks up a large thermos cup to soak a cup of wolfberry, and when he comes back, he flips the documents casually, drinks a pot of water, and goes to the bathroom to smoke a cigarette. After he comes back, he fills the thermos cup, and repeats this.

He originally thought it was another boring day, but unexpectedly there was a sudden change. The beautiful figure walked out from the HR office area slanted in front of him, with a folder in his arms and a carbon pen in his right hand. He deliberately coughed twice, then slowly paced and began to patrol.

As she coughed, the keyboard sounds in the office area suddenly became dense. The otaku on the left reluctantly cut off the comics and looked at the technical documents; the fat girl on the right threw down the potato chips, closed the webpage and opened the workbench.

Ding Chi sighed that people's hearts were not old, otherwise the boss would have learned bad things. In the past, the boss would have inspected himself. This time, he would have sent an HR to supervise the worker. This is to turn a sudden attack into a normal patrol.

After such a day, I can’t be idle or busy. It’s so much more upsetting. So Ding Chi thinks that sometimes as a programmer, sometimes he has to pretend to work hard for a day even though he has no work. He is really tired even when he is busy!

He opened the workbench casually and waited for the figure to get closer. Ding Chi looked carefully. This time, Lao Qian was not exaggerated and looked OK. The most important thing was that he had a quiet temperament. It was also this temperament that made Ding Chi feel very familiar. After thinking about it for a while, he realized that the new HR temperament was extremely similar to his ex-girlfriend.

So as soon as he had the urge to move, he immediately shrank back. He suddenly felt that he was not in line with the new HR horoscope, so he drank a lot of water, stood up leisurely and walked towards the smoking room.

He entered the smoking room and lit a cigarette slowly. After taking a few sips, Ding Chi felt something was wrong. The feeling was like someone staring at him behind him. He paused and looked around. He was the only one in the smoking room that was more than 20 square meters. There was an empty corridor outside the glass partition. Where was anyone peeping at him?

Ding Chi sat down suspiciously, and the feeling of being peeped not only did not disappear, but became stronger and stronger. He closed his eyes, felt the direction of peeping, slowly turned his head, and then opened his eyes instantly. The purpose was to enter the window of the smoking room, and a black crow stood on the windowsill outside.

At this moment, the crow was tilting his head and staring at him with one side of his eyes.

A crow?

Ding Chi stood up, held half of the cigarette and walked slowly towards the window. As he approached, the feathers on the crow's neck gradually exploded.

"Qua!" The ugly scream could be heard even through the double glass. The crow suddenly became abandoned, hovered and then rushed straight towards the window where Ding Chi was.

"I'll go!"

Ding Chi took two steps back as if he was conditioned reflex. The crow hit the glass with a "bang" and was immediately bounced away. Only a ball of blood was left on the slightly cracked glass.

What to do? The crow turned into a terrorist and engaged in suicide attacks?

"Huh? Your addiction to smoking is getting bigger and bigger. I've been packing it for a whole morning and a half, right?"

Ding Chi turned his head and saw Lao Qian walking in. He was taking out a cigarette, and when he saw the blood on the glass, he suddenly stopped: "How did this... do it?"

"Do you believe it when I said it was a bird that hit me?"

"I definitely don't believe it."

"But that's the bird hit."

As soon as he finished speaking, another bang sounded, and another crow hit the glass, slightly deviating from the impact point just now.

"You believe it now?"

Old Qian nodded hunchedly.

Even if you save your life for no reason, you have to criticize yourself through the glass. The crow is crazy? It would be fine if one is crazy. If two people hit the glass in a row, it is definitely not that the crow is crazy. Either someone... or something controls the crow, or something on his body is attracting the crow. Is it the Taotie in his body that is messing around?

Ding Chi glanced at the crow hovering over the city in the distance, and instinctively felt that he had no good results when he continued to stay in the window, so he wiped out the cigarette butt and said hello to Lao Qian, who was still stunned, and left the smoking room.

As soon as he entered the corridor, he saw the new HR walking towards him. Ding Chi's mind was filled with the strange scene just now, completely ignoring the new HR and returning to his seat. He had just taken two sips of water, and the feeling of light on his back came again.

Ding Chi looked around and saw that there were colleagues who were busy or pretending to be busy, and no one was looking at him. Moreover, there were no windows in the office area, and they were all illuminated by the lights above their heads. So where did this malicious gaze come from?
Chapter completed!