C41 The Sissy Is Called the Benevolent Zhen

Tang Chen didn't know how long he slept by the door, but he was dazed and woken up by the phone in his pocket. The moment he pressed the answer button, a sharp and harsh curse pierced his ears like the cold winter wind: "Do you know what time it is?! If you don't want to go to work, then say it earlier, don't make me busy as a dog, and still have to lick the manager's face and apologize