Chapter 10 Low intelligence


    We see what we expect.


    Andrew Mn’s pants are taken off. He is pulling that woman’s head toward his dick.


    Shit! Gross!


    “Bah!”


    Mindy Sue spits on the floor. She feels as disgusting as I do.


    Seeing us rush in, Andrew Mn is stunned. He pulls up his pants quickly and looks at us in panic.


    “What...what are you doing here.”


    I nce at his limp crotch and say scornfully, “Wee here to see how you cheated on me. You are


    so gross. I already shoot the picture as evidence. Just wait for my sue for divorce.”


    I leave the words and take Mindy Sue to leave quickly.


    Andrew Mn beats women. I am not an idiot just standing there waiting for him realizing and beating


    me.


    After revenging, I hand the evidence to thewyer. I take out my business clothes for tomorrow, and


    prepare for the first day at work.


    I am employed by Song Group, the second financial group in New Scott. I am a little surprised to be


    able to work at thispany.


    My job is at Design Department. At the beginning, I am just responsible for some odds and ends. But I


    am happy to change to a new job.


    That day, I finish my work and go into the elevator.


    There is a man standing in the elevator. He is in leisure suit with his hands in the pockets. He looks like


    a dandiacal yboy.


    I am going to fetch a file on the tenth floor, so I press “10”.


    The man’szy voicees from my back.


    “Floor 9.”


    I check. “9” is not pressed. What does he mean? He wants me to press 9?


    My phone rings. A strange number. I juste to thispany and haven''t file anyone at work yet. I


    am afraid that some is looking for me, so I pick up.


    “Finally, you answer.” It is Andrew Mn! I hang up at once.


    I cklist Andrew Mn. Not only his number, but also Susan Felton’s and my parents’. I am afraid


    that they would find me. All I want is to hide away.


    I don''t want them to find me before the divorce.


    I should have expected that it is not easy to escape from a man like Andrew Mn.


    “You...”


    I hang up the phone before he finishes his sentence and shut down rapidly.


    “Nine”


    The man behind sayzily again.


    I reach out but somehow, I press “-1”.


    A titteres from my back.


    I don''t get it at the moment.


    “Nice math,” Heughs and says, “How could you get employed by thispany with your IQ like


    this?”


    Then he presses “9” by himself I realize what I have done.


    So embarrassing!


    My face flushes in red. I am in bad mood and mutter, “Since you have hands, why ask me to press.”


    mzy.”


    He answers me with simple words.


    I find he is niggard with his words, maybe he is sozy to open his mouth.


    We get floor 10 and I go out. I could still hear his sneering when the door of elevator closes.


    Shit, justugh to die!


    I get out and receive Andrew Mn’s message.


    “You injured my genital, just wait for my sue forpensation!”


    Attached is the survey report issued by the hospital. The diagnosis is erectile dysfunction.


    What?! His impotence is none of my business!


    I ignore him and cklist this number, too.


    Belonging ? N?velDram/a.Org.


    I go to my apartment and see arge sheet of red paint on the door. I am afraid.