​​Chapter 08

Drinks were running low.

General Manager Xing got into a heated argument with the two suppliers; they accused him of stealing cola.

Qiu Ze and Ruan Tingting had a falling out over the last ham sausage.

Surprisingly, Ruan Tingting didn't cry. Instead, she clung to Zhao Kai's muscular arm, staring venomously at Qiu Ze from the shadows.

Zhao Kai smirked meaningfully, wrapped an arm around Ruan Tingting, and took her to the restroom. Slapping sounds and moans soon emanated from within.

Qiu Ze took off his glasses, curled up in a corner, and sobbed into his knees.

He tried to join my group, but Xiao Chu kicked him away hard.

At midnight, fighting broke out again in the room. We all lay awake in the darkness; no one was woken up to intervene.

By dawn, General Manager Xing's body lay on the floor.

His face was purplish-blue, eyes bulging grotesquely. A nylon rope was knotted tight around his neck, his tongue swollen and protruding far out.

For the second time, we moved the filing cabinets aside and wheeled the body out.