Seeing the man with the ink-stained badge holding chopsticks like a knife and beginning to turn towards him.

Shen Xuecheng started to rack his brains: "Brother Mo... calm down! Mr. Chen just told the truth!"

"Even though Mr. Chen is the director, the leader, the layoffs really have nothing to do with him; he can’t control them!"

The new intern from the human resources department shouted: "The quotas for layoffs and compensation standards for all departments are all decided jointly by the top management and the HR department. The other departments just follow the notifications and procedures! Mr. Chen couldn’t help you even if he wanted to!"

"Even... even Mr. Chen can’t even look after the people in his own department."

Shen Xuecheng repeatedly gestures towards Chen Lizhou: "Look at him, does Mr. Chen seem normal to you right now? Would he usually talk like this? It’s all because of the recent layoff mess!"

A string of words seemed to drain Shen Xuecheng of all his energy.

He didn’t know if his words of persuasion had any effect; he could only hope that the crowded cafeteria could bring more people to help right now.

Unfortunately, in the bustling crowd, only the companion who had come over with the ink-stained badge man stepped forward at this time.

The ink-stained badge man wasn’t particularly strong, but now he’s forced into a state of blood fury by Chen Lizhou, it might be truly hard for even one or two people to stop him.

After finishing this string of words, Shen Xuecheng couldn’t help but want to slap himself. Although his words had softened considerably, weren’t they essentially just translating Chen Lizhou’s words from Chinese to Chinese?

——It’s still passing the buck and kicking the ball around; no substantive issues have been resolved! 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

But it was almost like a miracle.

The ink-stained badge man stopped.

He was breathing heavily, and as oxygen was taken in, the red parts of his face gradually returned to normal.

——Could translating from Chinese to Chinese really work?

No matter what others thought in their hearts, the ink-stained badge man suddenly turned around to face Shen Xuecheng.

"You just said you are Chen Lizhou’s wife’s student?"

"Yes, Teacher Su was my elementary school teacher. She used to, she..." Shen Xuecheng’s voice grew smaller and his expression gradually turned sorrowful.

Another market department employee who had come over had his eyes lit up, whispered in the ink-stained badge man’s ear, and gently grasped the chopsticks in his hand.

The ink-stained badge man looked at Shen Xuecheng, then at Chen Lizhou, considered the clearly abnormal state of Chen Lizhou, and took a deep breath.

"Alright, Chen Lizhou. I... understand." He almost bit out those words, saying them viciously.

Some things are not gone, only suppressed for now, and will eventually transfer.

He stopped speaking with Chen Lizhou, completely turned to Shen Xuecheng: "Your intention is that justice lies with the people, and it’s useful only to find the HR department, right?"

"Ah?" The HR department intern blinked; he was merely conveying his superficial understanding of the tasks at hand, simply translating what Chen Lizhou said into another form.

Is that what he meant?

"Your teacher’s husband—" the ink-stained badge man turned back to glance at Chen Lizhou, "ability is still strong, sales inherently make money. You following him is a chance."

"But be careful." He gritted his teeth, "You’re still young, many things... you need to open your eyes to see clearly."

The implication seemed to be regarding Shen Xuecheng as a newcomer in the sales department.

After speaking, the ink-stained badge man gave Shen Xuecheng a hard slap on the shoulder and turned to leave.

Shen Xuecheng subconsciously sat down with the force from the shoulder slap, realizing his legs were a bit weak. He blinked, rubbed his sore skin, and then turned to look for Chen Lizhou: "Mr. Chen..."

However, Chen Lizhou didn’t even glance at him and turned to leave.

Leaving Shen Xuecheng alone in the spot, desiring to cry without tears, looking at his disheveled clothes and a messy dining table.

Other people watching the commotion in the cafeteria also returned their gaze, but their conversations increased by more than a decibel.

A farce, it seems, ended without a clear conclusion.

Just that the conversation between Chen Lizhou and the ink-stained badge man was not deliberately suppressed in volume, half the cafeteria heard it word for word. And the ink-stained badge man’s behavior was clearly seen by everyone.

Some impacts were ultimately left behind.

Leaving the cafeteria, Chen Lizhou walked swiftly, seemingly wanting to leave it all behind through speed.

After returning to his office, sitting back down, he realized his abnormal state.

Thus he once again grasped his left thumb with his right hand, performing the [Dissociation Blockade]. This time, in a static environment, without others’ interruptions, the effect was much better.

Chen Lizhou’s breathing started up again, his chest began to heave violently, the surging thoughts surged like a tide.

First, he began looking back at what had happened in the cafeteria just now.

Undeniably, Shen Xuecheng, this student of his late wife, stood up for him once.

And Old Mo... seemed to be considering on behalf of his wife, or his "wife’s recent passing," and empathized with his excessively inhuman self in a [Dissociation] state, not escalating matters further.

In other words—he was helped by his wife once.