Overtime

Bai Quan looked uncertain.

"I don't think that's a good idea," he mumbled.

"I disagree," Zhao Yao retorted.

He walked to his study desk and flipped through it, obviously in search of something. It turned out that he was looking for a phone that was wedged somewhere deep within a drawer. There was a smug smirk on his lips as he handed it to Bai Quan.

"Don't say that I don't look out for you. Within this phone lies a painstakingly accumulated collection of goodies that will ensure that you remain on the straight path in life," he said, winking.

Bai Quan took the phone hesitantly.

"What if this doesn't work?" he asked.

His mind was still reeling from the transformation he underwent in the past two weeks. He had no intention of ever going through that again. He had tried to make a move on his boss. Just thinking about that regrettable encounter made his balls hurt.