its 001: thunderstorm

Gong Ping leaned back, and his whole body lay down in a swivel chair that was not comfortable. He tried to stretch his waist, which relieved the fatigue of fighting all night.

"What's wrong, it's done?" The colleague at the next desk leaned his head and looked at the complex report on the computer screen.

Gong Ping smiled kindly: "Yes, the whole night, coupled with the hard work of the morning, it was finally finished. Ah, it's already nine o'clock? I'm so hungry!"

Just as he was about to struggle to stand up and go to the fast food restaurant to buy something to eat, a woman with gold-rimmed glasses rushed over and threw a pile of forms on his table: "Gong Ping, help me get this watch ready. The boss will have it in an hour. It's so annoying!"

"Hey, hey, I..." Gong Ping shouted anxiously, but the gold-rimmed glasses ignored him and walked away. Gong Ping looked at the watches on the table, and had to sigh and sat up straight.

"Gong Ping is Gong Ping." The next table praised half-jokingly, "It's not difficult to do this kind of work, unlike us."

In the face of such praise, Gong Ping only smiled as if he pretended to be indifferent. In fact, his heart was very bitter.

Gong Ping hung a friendly smile and bent down to struggle in front of the computer screen. He didn't sleep all night, and his eyeliner began to blur a little.

"I have to drink a cup of coffee to refresh my mind." He stood up, took his thermos cup and walked to the water dispenser. He opened the small cabinet next to him and found that there was only a small bag of instant coffee left.

"Good luck." He smiled and took the coffee. He was about to tear it open. He suddenly stretched out a hand and grabbed the coffee. As soon as he looked up, he found a male colleague.

"Haha, you are too unprepared!" The colleague laughed and patted him on the shoulder, and then tore the coffee and poured it into his cup. Don't look at me like that. Take another bag and I'll flush it for you.

"This...this is the last package." Gong Ping smiled kindly and felt very uncomfortable.

"Ah?" The colleague hurriedly bent down to look at the cabinet, and then patted his forehead: "Oh, my God, what are those people in the logistics department doing?" I must complain about them! Damn it. Sorry, Gong Ping, I watched football too late yesterday. If I didn't have this thing, I would have to fall on my desk. I'm sorry."

"It's okay." Gong Ping smiled kindly and watched his colleague turn away. He had to sigh and walk back with his own perseverance.

"Here, I have another bag here."

At this moment, a white and tender little hand reached out and handed him a bag of coffee. His eyes immediately lit up. He looked up and found that it was Wang Xiaomei, a female colleague who had just entered the department a few days ago.

"This...how can this be so embarrassing?" Gong Ping smiled awkwardly and hurriedly waved his hand.

"Have you worked all night?" Wang Xiaomei smiled. She was already very beautiful. When she smiled, she was more beautiful, which stunned Gong Ping. He couldn't help blaming himself for doing this and that all day long, and even such a beautiful woman didn't have time to appreciate it carefully.

"Yes." Gong Ping nodded hurriedly, "The boss is eager to use those reports."

"Don't work too hard. The purpose of work is to support yourself. If you are tired, it's not worth the loss." Wang Xiaomei smiled sweetly, stuffed the coffee into Gong Ping's hand, and went back to her position. Gong Ping looked at the coffee in his hand and recalled the feeling of Wang Xiaomei touching her skin, and his heart was warm.

"Hey hey, I still have good luck occasionally." As he thought, he returned to his desk. The power of coffee and Wang Xiaomei's smile made him full of energy.

"How's it going? Have you finished it?" An hour later, the gold-rimmed glasses girl ran over in a hurry, and Gong Ping nodded hurriedly: "Okay, I'll send it to you..."

"What are you sending?" The gold-rimmed glasses woman pointed to the USB flash drive on the desk, "Copy it to your USB flash drive and give it to me, and I'll return it to you when it's used up."

"But..."

"Don't be, the boss is waiting for it!" The gold-rimmed glasses woman became more and more anxious. Gong Ping hurriedly picked up the USB flash drive and inserted it into the computer, sent the completed electronic report, and then handed the USB flash drive to the gold-rimmed glasses woman. The woman with gold-rimmed glasses only left a "thank you" and flew away.

"My USB flash drive should come back to me, right?" Gong Ping looked at the woman with gold-rimmed glasses who was far away, and his heart twitched hard.

"Gong Ping, what's the matter? Why hasn't our report been sent yet!" At this time, the department manager rushed over like an angry grizzly bear, waving his thick arm comparable to that of a grizzly bear. Didn't you say that you can handle it even if you don't sleep all night?

"Ah!" Gong Ping screamed and realized that he only wanted to help the gold-rimmed glasses girl make a report, but forgot to send the report he had made, so he had to start sending it in panic in the scolding of the department manager. As a result, after being tired all night, he received no reward except for a good scolding.

The working time is always long, but no matter how long it is, there is an end. Finally, when it was time to get off work, Gong Ping was trembling and did not dare to leave the desk. Until everyone else was gone and even the department manager left, he shouted, "Long live, there is finally no overtime work today!"

Leaving the company, he found his small black bicycle in the parking lot. After other people's cars and motorcycles roared away, he pedaled the car and rode leisurely on the dark urban streets, walking in the bicycle lanes, carefully avoiding pedestrians, stopping at red lights and green lights. Be a good citizen of a law-abiding city.

However, God doesn't seem to want to take special care of such a good person. It gathers thick clouds and makes them collide and fight in the air, creating a rumbling noise and emitting dazzling electric lights. Then, the big raindrops fell from the sky and went straight to a cyclist like Gongping.

Pedestians went to the bus station or in the shop next to them. The drivers still drove their cars leisurely. Only those who rode motorcycles and bicycles were the most unlucky. They had nowhere to hide, and there was no place to hide, so they had to ride forward desperately in the rain. It's okay to ride a motorcycle. You just need to twist the accelerator, but the person who pedals a bicycle has to cheer up his strength.

Gong Ping's whole body was soaked. He tried his best to wipe the rain on his face and encouraged himself in his heart: "Come on, you will get home after riding five more streets..."

However, God deliberately fought against him. When he turned a street corner, a flash of lightning broke into the air and fell. It did not hit the street lamp next to him, nor did it hit the nearby tree, but hit Gong Ping's body. For a moment, Gong Ping had a feeling of being hit by a million tons of extremely huge objects, and his consciousness disappeared in an instant.

He flew out with smoke and fell into the pouring rain. His black bicycle turned into a ball of coke.