The End Times as a Song

Chapter 312 The Painted Face

I'm so sorry! I was completely absorbed in my new book today, throwing myself into its creation, which resulted in a tight schedule for my old book. Because I need to postpone the update, it might be a little later than usual. Please be patient, dear readers, I will finish it as soon as possible and share the latest story developments with you. Thank you for your understanding and patience! *clap clap…*

2024 January 6

17:59

GD Building

MW Company

As it was nearing the end of the workday, Hu Ke from the operations department, holding a cup of coffee, walked up behind Zhang Naying from the art department with a smile, patted her on the shoulder, and said to Zhang Naying in a sarcastic tone, "Dear Naying! Congratulations!"

A congratulatory greeting forcibly brought Zhang Naying back to his senses. Still half-asleep, Zhang Naying turned his head, his face full of confusion: "Congratulations, are you off work?"

"Hehe...! Zhang Naying, are you still asleep? Off work? Are you dreaming? The boss is looking for you, in the office...? Hurry up...!" Hu Ke was amused by Zhang Naying's words.

Leaving get off work on time was something they never even dared to dream of. They worked for a game company, where inexplicable overtime was the norm. Their twisted boss, in order to impress the higher-ups with performance reviews, often demanded that they, his subordinates, work overtime close to the end of the workday, euphemistically saying, "The company is our home, and everyone should work overtime."

Zhang Naying was shocked, her disappointment mixed with fear: "No way! It's almost time to get off work, why are they here again...?" She suddenly lost all the energy she had for leaving get off work.

Hu Ke put down her cup, patted Zhang Naying's hair, and sincerely comforted her: "You'll get used to it, it's normal! That old lecher is always like this. He demands that young girls work overtime near the end of the workday, sacrificing their time off to prove to the company how strong his management skills are. Don't complain, hurry up! If you're late, you might get scolded."

Hu Ke grew increasingly angry as she spoke, but she couldn't bear to hurt Zhang Naying. She wanted to help her, yet felt helpless, so she could only jokingly remind her: "You! The prettiest girl in the whole group, take it easy, good luck...!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Naying felt like dying: "Oh God...! Why am I so unlucky...!" She suddenly lost all motivation, slumped onto her desk, and became utterly dejected.

"Stop complaining...! Hurry up and go! You're going to get yelled at again...! Cheer up, just accept your fate! That old lecher is lucky he didn't take advantage of you...! The other female colleagues aren't as lucky as you." Hu Ke grabbed Zhang Naying and urged, "Go quickly, come back and edit the photos soon...!"

Like a zombie, Zhang Naying grabbed an iPad and stood up, muttering a prayer: "Sister Hu Ke, is this some kind of comforting trick?"

Her behavior amused Hu Ke, who jokingly said with a smile, "If you keep delaying, you might not be able to leave work."

"Sister Hu Ke, please stop joking, okay?" Zhang Naying looked unhappy, but perked up and quickened her pace.

Hu Ke covered her mouth: "Okay...! I won't tease you anymore. Go and come back quickly! Try to get off work early and go home to rest..."

Zhang Naying moved his chair and walked towards the office like a zombie.

"Knock knock knock...!"

"Come in……!"

"Mr. Du! Is there anything you need?"

"Here's an animation production plan that needs your overtime work to revise... Come in, close the door first, let's talk."

Good heavens! Zhang Naying is an animator, what right does she have to change the production plan? According to the process, animators are not allowed to modify the animation production plan. This plan is usually the job of the planner. This is obviously picking on her, but she has no choice. For the sake of her salary, she endured it, put on a smile, calmly closed the door, and couldn't help but think that a million curses were jumping around in her mind: "Oh...! Okay...!"

"What are you standing for...! Sit down...! What are you afraid of? Do you think I'm going to eat you...?"

"No...! Mr. Atsushi, I didn't mean that...!"

"This, this, this suit skin won't do, you need to skin 10 of them first... and then make 20 versions of the entrance animation. Boss, I need it tomorrow, I need to see the finished product tomorrow."

"Mr. Du...!" Zhang Naying was a little embarrassed, wanting to refuse but unable to.

"Is there a problem?" Du Lin asked, staring at Zhang Na Ying.

Zhang Naying thought for a moment, but in the end said nothing. He just smiled and said, "No problem, I'll find a way to solve it..."

"That's right, the company is my home, working overtime is no problem...!"