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Soon after, I received Jake’s leave application.
Out of concern for my subordinate.
I casually asked about his reason for taking leave.
As a result, three people in front of me simultaneously gave three different reasons.
The HR department said he was bitten by several stray dogs on the roadside.
My secretary said he was in a car accident and was thrown four meters.
His colleague said he fell from a three–meter high step and broke his leg.
Me: “…”
I took the initiative to message Jake: “Jake, what the hell are you up to?”
Jake paused for two seconds, then sent a long string without hesitation: “On my way home from work, I was bitten by several mad dogs. To escape the dogs, I ran desperately, then fell from a three–meter high step and broke my leg. A kind person sent me to the hospital, but then I was in a car accident and was thrown four meters. In short, I can’t come to work.”
I was silent for a moment: “…Well, take care and rest well.”
Jake sent an emoji, then added,
“Ms. Olivia, I’m very sorry I can’t have dinner with you tonight, but I’ve already booked the restaurant. It would be a waste to leave it, so why don’t you go with your husband? Do you want to see him after work? See your handsome, charming, graceful, majestic, wealthy husband…”
I frowned slightly: “No need, I don’t want to. You should cancel it.”
Jake suddenly went quiet.
