"Ah?"
The password was actually eight 8s. Biaozi looked sowhat bewildered at the diary in his hand, and saw the faint yellow question mark on the cover gradually turn into a green exclamation mark.
A panel appeared in front of everyone.
"Task thirty-four completed, Zhang Yi."
Zhang Yi, standing by, smiled broadly, sowhat at a loss, scratching the back of his head as he pulled his brother into a hug. At this mont, he discovered sothing more satisfying than putting things in the refrigerator.
That is brainstorming.
He decided on the way back that he wouldn’t just train his physical fitness in the Combat Training Virtual Space; he would also need to study, as he has a talent in this aspect which should not go to waste.
"Quick, look, look."
Old Pig hurriedly leaned over, several people surrounding the notebook, started browsing from page one carefully, afraid to miss anything.
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"April 27, 7257": Today is my 27th birthday. I don’t know what to do. The factory manager found and hinted that if I were willing to marry his daughter, he would give his position to .
But the factory manager clearly knows I have a girlfriend, and knows that I love my girlfriend deeply.
In my eyes, true love is sothing that cos unexpectedly and should not be sought.
This is a tough decision. Starting today, I will use my diary to record my life.
"April 28, 7257": I have thought it over. I broke up with my girlfriend. She cried very sadly, and I was also very sad. I think I might have made the wrong choice, missing soone who truly loves .
"April 29, 7257": I married the factory manager’s daughter at the factory. The factory manager was very anxious. I don’t know why, but even at the daughter’s wedding, it’s hard for him to smile, just urging us to hurry up and have a child.
"April 30, 7257": The factory manager went crazy; last night he spiked my drink with an aphrodisiac. I spent the night with his daughter seven tis. This morning I woke up feeling like I was going to die. I don’t understand what the manager is trying to do.
"May 1, 7257": I beca the factory manager.
"May 2, 7257": Being the factory manager is great, except the manager keeps urging to quickly get in bed with his daughter. A wave of unknown fear sweeps over .
"May 18, 7257": I’ve gradually learned how to manage the factory, but for so reason, orders have suddenly decreased significantly. We are a military factory, and reportedly, for the past few hundred years, chanical Civilization and Insect Race have been fighting, constantly providing us with large orders to produce weapons. Could it be that the war is about to end?
"May 31, 7257": The orders are decreasing more and more. Is the war really going to stop? I hope it continues, fighting for several hundred more years. I’ve just beco the factory manager, and haven’t earned any money yet!
"June 15, 7257": After becoming the factory manager, I rcilessly humiliated those old employees in the ’Processing Departnt’ who used to make things difficult for . Haha, it felt great, though I’ve never gone to the Processing Departnt. That’s where I t my ex-girlfriend and fell in love with her. I’m afraid I will regret my decision now.
"June 15, 7257": No regrets, life now is like living in paradise compared to before. How could I regret it? I wasn’t fully awake this morning; from now on, I won’t write in the diary in the morning.
"June 30, 7257": I’m scared of my current wife now. She finds several tis a day. I asked her why, she said it’s her father’s request. Could her father be a pervert, hiding caras in my room? Does he like watching his daughter...?
"July 1, 7257": I carefully checked my room and found no caras, but my father-in-law ca to urge again today, sounding very anxious, as if he wished to witness doing the matter personally. I feel there must be many things my father-in-law is hiding from .
"August 13, 7257": Today the factory’s ’Giant Gear Group’ broke down, and the factory’s technician couldn’t fix it. I found a professional technician from outside, and while he was working, his wife brought him a al. I recognized her at first glance—she was the woman I loved. When our eyes t, she was evasive. For so reason, the mont I saw her, I wanted to give up everything I had now and go embrace her again.
"August 13, 7257": I drank a lot... I might be drunk... I regret it. I really regret it... She’s still so gentle. What’s good about the factory manager? If I could do it all over again, I’d choose her and not be the factory manager. But... but everything cannot be redone. I can feel she still loves , she loves still.
"September 1, 7257": I built a secret room behind my office, with a one-way glass facing south. I occasionally call that technician to repair equipnt, and while he’s working, I bring his wife into the secret room, repairing her.
Everything seems unchanged.
But sohow, there is a slight change.
She has changed.
She has beco sowhat hesitant yet welcoming, morality is telling her this is wrong, but the love between us makes her quite enjoy it. I am very angry, venting my jealousy. Clearly, I’m the factory manager, and he’s just a damn technician.
Why should he openly have the woman I love!
Just thinking that I can only do this sneakily, while that despicable technician can do it with impunity, makes feel very angry, jealousy almost driving insane, I almost strangled her...
"September 10, 7257": She has gradually relaxed a lot, at first not daring to even look at her husband working on repairs, but now beginning to lean on the glass, staring directly at her husband. I’ve never seen her like this before.
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