72: Chapter 72 He really fell.

The man quickly returned to his workstation.

The people around him whispered, staring at him with what seemed like amusement on their faces.

"Heh heh... This is the guy, Old Mo. Back on the third floor, he was forced to kneel before President Qin just because he accidentally stepped on President Qin's Hermès. Tsk, tsk..."

"Damn it, President Qin is rich and willful! Crap! If it were me, I would have fought him back then!"

Soon, a post-00s employee who believed in workplace reform stepped forward and cursed loudly.

Many others shifted their gaze, glancing at this fellow who didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth.

If it were really that easy to fire the boss whenever one pleased, there probably wouldn't be any need for their post-00s generation.

Perhaps their post-90s colleagues would have already hit a grand slam and done whatever they wanted.

The young post-00s guy walked over angrily.

"Uncle Mo, don't worry. At worst, we just quit; what's there to be afraid of! I still believe in your ability! If you decide to go solo in the future, remember to call me. I don't want to endure this humiliation in this bird company anymore!"

"I really don't know why you knelt down and kowtowed to that Qin guy just now!"

Patting Old Mo's shoulder, the young post-00s sighed.

He was certainly righteous.

But whether he could actually put money where his mouth was remained to be seen.

This young man who ordered takeout every day and paid off his Huabei installment plan monthly could only rely on being young.

He was just like how Old Mo was when he was young.

"I'm really fine. Trading one knee for the peace of my whole family is already a very good deal. You are still young now and don't understand these things; you will later."

He sighed softly.

"But weren't you wronged?" The post-00s widened his eyes, seemingly finding it hard to comprehend.

"Whether I was wronged or not is no longer important."

"It's you. If you keep speaking so loudly, I'm afraid everyone outside will know about this."

Old Mo let out a bitter laugh.

"It's better if they know! Let everyone in the company know that Qin Fushan, that bastard, is scum!"

The post-00s snorted coldly, speaking up for Old Mo.

The people around also shook their heads and smiled.

They estimated that in the future, not only would they lose Old Mo at his workstation, but now they would also lose a young man who spoke without restraint.

At this moment, Old Mo's face darkened, and the post-00s continued speaking.

He thumped his chest, appearing righteous.

"Old Mo, just wait. I'll make a wish for you right now! Damn it! I wish that damned bastard Qin Fushan would immediately jump off the building and smash right into the bushes outside, dead as he can be!"

Pfft!

The men and women at their workstations couldn't help but laugh.

They didn't know what this young man was thinking; his imagination was too rich.

Their post-90s generation used to curse people with a thousand arrows piercing the heart, or being thrown into mountains of knives and seas of fire...

They didn't expect that the current post-00s generation was cursing in a more realistic way?

It must be because they had less exposure back then. If possible, they should watch more TV and use their phones...

Otherwise, they wouldn't even be able to come up with a decent curse word here today.

"Alright, don't think too much about it. This has nothing to do with you. Don't get yourself involved. You are still young, unlike me, who already has a wife and children. I cannot lose this job..."

"But..."

The post-00s still wanted to say something, but he was interrupted by the others.

"Hahaha... Stop agonizing over it and just focus on your own job. Otherwise, you won't even have money left to pay your Huabei installments. Who doesn't know that the first thing you do when you get your salary on the fifteenth of every month is pay off Huabei?"

"Living paycheck to paycheck, we all envy you."

The others added some sarcastic remarks.

"But...!"

The post-00s' face flushed iron-red.

"Do you guys believe that Qin Fushan will really fall from upstairs in a moment?"

"Hahaha... Xiao Ge has such a rich imagination."

"Then if he really falls from up there in a moment... Holy crap!"

CRASH...!

THUD!!!

Suddenly, a huge, jarring sound erupted, and everyone in the office froze.

Then, they quickly turned their heads, their expressions instantly turning extremely ugly!

What the heck fell down!?

"Quick! Go take a look!"

Security guards quickly rushed over from outside.

They were on the first floor, right in front of whatever had fallen!

At this moment, all of them nervously stood up, stretching their necks to look ahead.

However, because they were too timid, they could only stand at their workstations to watch.

It was the post-00s guy who quickly retracted his neck and hurried over.

"Holy crap!?"

He immediately gasped upon clearly seeing what the object was.

And at this time, everyone else finally knew what that object was!!

Then, very quickly, all their gazes turned toward that post-00s young man, Xiao Ge.

Xiao Ge pointed at his own nose, his face filled with disbelief.

"My God... I, I actually really did??"

Everyone's face turned ugly.

Especially Old Mo.

He had just had a conflict with the other party. How could it be so soon?

Not even half an hour, right?

The other party was so outrageously... dead??

However, for some reason, everyone felt a sense of schadenfreude.

Soon, with the intervention of the Hengjiu Group security team and the police, everyone quickly transported the corpse away, while simultaneously issuing warnings to the surroundings and meticulously questioning every person in the company.

But they didn't know.

Right on the top floor of the company.

A young man quickly put on his accessories and walked calmly out of the company building.

...

Ten minutes later.

The police had completely sealed off the Hengjiu Group.

"Name"

"Lin Mo"

"Age"

"Thirty-nine years old"

"..."

After carefully questioning him, Captain Li Qing of the criminal investigation team looked up and seriously observed the man in front of him, who was trembling and whose face was deathly pale.

Old Mo cried out: "I really don't know why. I just accidentally stepped on his Hermès, then kowtowed to apologize, and after that, after that, I went back to my workstation... I honestly don't know anything."

Looking seriously at Old Mo, Li Qing could easily tell that the man was not lying.

Furthermore, the man had no reason to lie.

Looking at the company's surveillance footage, there was no evidence placing Old Mo at the scene.

Moreover, quite a few people testified that he was not present at the time.

However...

It seemed that no one directly related to Qin Fushan was involved.

How on earth did the other party get to the rooftop...?

It was hard to understand!

As for what Qin Fushan had done, the police station had quite comprehensive records.

He truly deserved to die!

But they had to follow procedure... That was the regulation.

Suddenly, someone stepped forward:

"Captain Li, there is a person here who might be able to give you a clue."