Chapter 3 — Ten Calls At 3:00 A.M

Then turned around and left. The work area echoed with laughter that was intentionally suppressed. Old Chu walked over and gave me a thumbs up. "Awesome." I sat down and put my headphones back on. Open the code editor. Today my mind is especially clear. 【Chapter 3】 This story should have ended. But Tien Thang has a fatal trait. He is very vindictive. Furthermore, the way he takes revenge is to secretly play tricks behind his back. At noon on Tuesday, I was eating in the cafeteria. A girl from the administrative office at the next table suddenly stopped by. "Mr. To, I'll tell you something." "Yes?" "These past few days, Tien Thang has been going around saying bad things about you." The chopsticks in my hand stopped. "Say what?" "He said you hired someone to smash his car in the middle of the night, then refused to admit it. Saying you have a cruel heart, even small things between colleagues can go to that extent." My chewing speed slowed down. "Still talking..." Miss The girl hesitated. "He also said that the code errors in the previous project were intentionally caused by you, so that the sales department's data was wrong." I put down my chopsticks. "Who did he tell?" "The news has spread throughout several departments. He also told the project director." I remained silent. This is no longer a petty quarrel. Code quality is my bread and butter. He's throwing dirty water at this as if he wants to dig up my roots. In the afternoon, I checked the code submission history and recent error logs at my seat. Very clean. Each line has comments, each version has a review history. I took a screenshot and saved it. But I know, the disgusting thing about this type of rumor is not whether it's true or false. It's about it spreading. People who talk a lot, even if it's fake, will still cause doubts in the leader's heart. At five thirty, I received a text message from the project director, boss Ly. "To Vien, come to my office tomorrow morning." Sure enough. That night I didn't work overtime. After returning home, I sat in front of the computer, arranged all the call history, messages, photos of the conversation with Tien Thang, and the time and place of the two times I found him to negotiate in the past week into one document. Then open the recording file. Call at three in the morning. One minute and thirty-two seconds. I listened from beginning to end. In the recording, the other person said very clearly: "Damn, it's blocking my entire road. I've been waiting forty minutes." Then he asked for the car owner's contact information, I said I didn't know. He said he broke it. During the call, I didn't say a single word to incite him to smash the car. I just said: "You can handle it however you want." This sentence... I thought for a while. The corners of the lips curl up slightly. The next morning at nine thirty, I knocked on boss Ly's office door. Boss Ly sat in a leather chair, with a cup of tea on the table. "Sit down." I sat down. "To Vien, recently someone reported to me that you and Tien Thang in the sales department had a conflict?" "Yes." "What's the situation? Tell me." I'm not beating around the bush. Open the phone, send the arranged documents to boss Ly via business WeChat. "Boss Ly, the reason for the incident is this. Without my consent, Tien Thang posted my personal phone number on his car as the contact number to move the car, causing me to continue for a week, every night being harassed by strangers." Boss Ly frowned. "I looked for him twice, but he refused to change. At three o'clock in the morning on Saturday, a passerby was hit by his car." Illegally parked blocking the way to call my number, said on the phone that he wanted to smash the car. Then he actually smashed the entire process. "I opened a recording. After listening, the look on Boss Ly's face was indescribable. "This... In the recording, you said 'you can handle it however you want'?" "Yes. What I meant at that time was that the car had nothing to do with me, how he handled it was his business." "But this statement is easy for others to understand."

wrong." "So today I came here to clarify the situation with you, to avoid the version spread by Tien Thang becoming more and more absurd." Boss Ly leaned back in his chair, lit a cigarette. "Yesterday Tien Thang really came to find me. Say you hired someone to smash his car.” “The recording is here. Boss Ly himself judges whether I will hire someone or not." Boss Ly listened again. There was silence for half a minute. "Okay, I understand." He tapped the keyboard. "I don't interfere in this matter. Don't bring your personal grudges into work." I nodded, stood up and prepared to go. "Wait a minute." "Yes?" "What Tien Thang said there was a problem with your code, I told the technical manager to check. There's no problem." I didn't say. "This matter stops here, don't affect work." "Understood." I walked out of boss Ly's office. Stop here? No. Tien Thang can stop here. I can't. He stabbed me in the back, almost causing me to have to bear the reputation of "intentionally creating errors in the code". In this industry, once confirmed to have such a bad reputation, the professional profile is considered discarded. I took my phone. open, open the posts Tien Thang posted on his personal page in the past few days. One of them: The photo is the steering wheel of his BMW, the content reads: