chapter 46 : Penelope’s Revenge

After a little struggle, I finally didn't read the business plan about Zhuomei that Penelope left on the coffee table. Maybe I'm not an aboveboard person, but I don't want to do such a thing. I kept warning. I must know the bottom line of my life. I will not use this kind of theft method to harm Penelope and the Zhuomei Shopping Center where she is located for my own selfish purposes. The sound of the washing machine drum turning came from the bathroom. After a while, Penelope walked out of the bathroom again, sat back on the sofa, and picked up the monthly business plan again to read it, but she kept sitting next to her. I treat it as air. I couldn't find a sense of presence, and said to Penelope: "By the way, I also took a set of bedding from your room yesterday. You said that I can't sleep on your bed. That would make you even more disgusted, so I think this You shouldn’t be angry about this.” "No, just take it and use it."Penelope said nonchalantly. Her sudden change of attitude made me feel a little embarrassed. I felt that I had bullied her before. Although she was the CEO of Zhuomei, she was still just a woman after all. My previous behavior lacked a bit of masculine grace. "I'm going to bed first. You should go to bed early and don't stay up too late." I said to Penelope in a gentle tone. "Well, just wash your clothes and go to bed." When I returned to my room, I felt the joy of regaining it. I could finally legitimately live in the room I had lived in for more than two years. I thanked God for His care for me and thanked myself for my shameless persistence. , thanks Penelope for her conscientious discovery. I thanked everyone I could thank, my nerves suddenly relaxed, and then sleepiness came over me. I fell into a drowsy state, and I knew that after wandering for more than a week, I could finally sleep comfortably and peacefully. As I expected, I slept very soundly that night. I slept until dawn without even dreaming. I fell into a awake state soon after waking up. I sat up from the bed and looked out the window. Although the autumn wind was blowing the fallen leaves, the sunshine was still good and the temperature was suitable. I wiped my face and completely got rid of the early morning tiredness. I looked at my watch and it was just past 7:30. Now is the time to get up. After getting up and washing up, I am going to cook some porridge and then go down to buy some breakfast. Of course I will also buy one for Penelope. I feel that there should not be an overnight feud between us. As a man, I can lower my attitude and take the initiative to treat her. Show your kindness, and from now on, everyone will live in harmony and peace with each other in this room. I came to the cupboard where the rice was stored, but unexpectedly found that the cupboard was locked. I was a little confused, but I didn't notice anything. I was about to go to the refrigerator to take a look. Unexpectedly, I just opened the refrigerator and was completely dumbfounded. The refrigerator was empty. , and immediately an unknown premonition spread. I almost ran to the door of the house, twisted the handle of the security door, and found that it was locked tightly. I suddenly understood that I was imprisoned in this room by Penelope. "Holy shit, no wonder you told me last night that you would like to stay for a long time. Why the hell didn't I notice it like a pig?" I cursed and ran towards my room with my last hope, but to my despair I found that the door was open. As expected, Penelope took the key while I was sleeping. Finally, I calmed down and thought of calling the locksmith company for help. I picked up the phone from the cabinet and felt that it was much lighter. When I opened the back cover of the phone, I felt like it was about to collapse completely. The electrical board in the phone had disappeared. . I gritted my teeth and walked back to the living room from the bedroom with a sullen face, but there was nothing I could do. This room was on the fifth floor. If I jumped down, I would be looking for death. One morning, I was wandering around the room like a headless fly. It would be okay if I didn't have to go to work on the weekend, but today is exactly the day when Wesley returns to the company. There will definitely be an exchange meeting in the department to formulate a promotion plan in the near future. This exchange Needless to say, the importance of the meeting. If I don't participate, it will definitely affect the progress of this promotion plan. I can already imagine Kyle and Wesley's stinky faces twisted because they were angry with me. The more I thought about it, the more annoyed I became. I really wanted to strangle this vicious woman Penelope to death. At this moment, I was like a poor creature locked in a box by her, but there was nothing I could do. This time she was simply trying to kill me. At this time, not only was there no food in the house, but she even cut off the electricity outside the house. I couldn't imagine how difficult this day would be. I lay anxiously on the sofa. Every second seemed like a whole day had passed. I ran to the balcony several times and yelled at the people downstairs, but no one answered me at all. It was as if everyone in the community had been bribed by Penelope. , or it may be that my character today is extremely bad. In short, I am still trapped in the house, but my physical strength has been exhausted a lot. At noon, I was so hungry that I felt dizzy, and my hatred for Penelope increased even more. I didn't believe she dared to trap me in this room like this. At most, she would have to come back and let me go tonight. In anger, I decided: As soon as she comes back, I will call the police immediately. She is illegally imprisoned and stole the circuit board of my mobile phone. She must be punished for several crimes. It is enough to detain her. She must be detained. It’s so damned. Bullying A few birds were "chirping" and jumping around on the balcony window, showing off how free they were, but the dusk sunlight was weakly reflected on the curtains. I was as weak as the sunlight, lying softly on the sofa, I always feel like there is a circle of stars surrounding my head, and my heart is begging to end this hellish day. After a long time, the last ray of sunlight dissipated from the balcony, and the sky became completely dark. I was lying on the sofa and didn't even have the strength to turn over, but Penelope, this vicious woman, hadn't come back yet. I gradually became afraid. Although I know she doesn't dare to really trap me here, if she doesn't come back tonight, I will be almost dead by tomorrow morning. There was no light in the room. In the darkness, the anxiety of losing my freedom became stronger and stronger. I was going crazy in my heart, but I didn’t even have the strength to vent. So the anxiety was compounded with the madness caused by rage, like a hundred claws scratching my heart. It tortured me, my eyes began to turn black, and I might faint at any time. Time moved forward like a snail, and while I was still gasping for breath, the sound of a key opening the door finally came from outside. I woke up instantly like a shot of chicken blood. I tried to stand up from the sofa, but my body couldn't keep up with me at all. I suddenly realized that I rolled off the sofa with a "plop", and my shoulder hit the corner of the coffee table. The pain was so painful that I couldn't even cry, and my head felt dizzy. All the lights in the room suddenly turned on, and then Penelope"surprised" voice was heard: "Maxwell, why don't you turn on the lights? You're still sleeping on the ground. Isn't it cold?" Recently, many readers have expressed their opinions on the update. I feel it is necessary to say something. Readers who are familiar with me should know that I don’t write books quickly. To be precise, I don’t write quickly on this type of subject matter. It is difficult for this kind of subject matter to be included in the normal category of online articles. First of all, it is in the first person. Furthermore, there is no upgrade system for online articles, and the settings of general online articles are not used, so it is difficult to form a fixed template. There is no fixed Templates, of course, cannot be used in a streamlined manner, and the speed will naturally not be high. Each of my books is written with emotion. When I was writing the second book, I also wanted to single-handedly write this subject into the mainstream of online novels, so that more people would like this subject, and more people would like it. Many writers write about this kind of subject matter. . . But when I finished the book, I realized how much I had overestimated myself and that my abilities were still not enough. But I don’t want to give up this subject matter. We all live in real cities. Why can’t books with this kind of realistic subject matter become the mainstream of online literature? Driven by this idea, I really want to write the third book of my writing career and do it to the best of my ability. I also care more about the performance of the book on the website, so I always emphasize the need for everyone more than before. I support it, but this emphasis is definitely wrong. I don’t deny this, but I hope everyone understands. Mainstream online articles have a larger audience and readers, but there is a huge gap between them. If we don't fight for it, the gap will only get bigger, so I still hope everyone can understand. I will try my best to update it within my ability. I hope everyone can contribute to this book. I won’t say more. Good night, everyone. :