Shen Rong came to the company to work as usual. He smiled and greeted his colleagues.
The phone rang. Shen Rong picked up the receiver: "Hello. Hello."
A "beep" disconnection sound came from the other end of the phone.
"Weird." Shen Rong muttered and was about to put down the phone. Somehow, the cheek that had just been touched by the phone was sticky, as if there was something dirty. When he touched it with his hand, there was nothing there.
"Maybe it's a psychological effect of not wiping the phone for a long time." Shen Rong thought.
She took out a handkerchief and started to wipe the phone. Unknowingly, she seemed to be possessed. She wiped it desperately... It was still dirty, so she continued to wipe it...
"Whew" Shen Rong's heart felt like being pierced by a sharp needle. A sharp pain suddenly made her mind clear.
"Oh my god! What am I doing?" Shen Rong wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief.
"Maybe it's because I'm too tired from the past few days of work and I'm too nervous." She stood up to get herself a glass of water to calm down.
Standing up, Shen Rong felt a chill running down her spine: She saw people in the entire office sitting at their desks with dull eyes, wiping away at their phones...
Then she remembered that there had been calls coming in this morning, but every colleague put down the phone without speaking. Then, the whole office became quieter and quieter... It turned out that everyone was cleaning their phones!
What is going on? "Xiaoxue, Xiaoxue" she tried to call the colleague next to her.
Xiaoxue was still wiping the phone with dull eyes.
"Jing'er" "Zhishan" "Sister Sun"
No one paid attention to her. Everyone just kept wiping their phones as if they were possessed...
"Manager, the manager is bad, everyone..." Shen Rong rushed into the manager's office.
No, no, no... Shen Rong was frightened, and the manager behind the computer was also desperately wiping the phone with a tissue...