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Chapter 67 - 67 67 Borrowing Paper!

67: Chapter 67: Borrowing Paper!

67: Chapter 67: Borrowing Paper!

Jiang Weiwei and Li Chuwen walked in, discussing work-related matters.

“The initial drafts of the works we are sending to the Chengcheng Fashion Expo are out; I’ve selected a few that seem suitable.

Do you want to take a look?” Li Chuwen spoke first.

“Send them to my office later.

Wenwen, it’s lunchtime now, let’s not talk about work!” Jiang Weiwei said with a smile.

Li Chuwen fell silent.

The two of them walked into the cafeteria together.

Everyone who saw Jiang Weiwei greeted her respectfully, “President, good day!”

“Sister Li, good day!”

“Hello, everyone!” Jiang Weiwei also responded with a smile.

Suddenly, Jiang Weiwei felt unwell, so she said to Li Chuwen beside her, “Wenwen, you go ahead and eat.

I need to go to the bathroom!”

“Okay, make it quick!” Li Chuwen said.

“Get me the usual flavor too, please!” Jiang Weiwei said before leaving.

“Alright, got it, go ahead!” Li Chuwen said, then headed toward the food area.

Meanwhile, Jiang Weiwei rushed to the bathroom.

She had eaten too quickly this morning because she was nearly late for work.

She already had a weak stomach, and now she was about to have diarrhea.

At that moment, Tang Zhong had already arrived at the restroom.

He realized it was a unisex bathroom and wasn’t sure if anyone was inside.

Nevertheless, he decided to go in anyway.

“Anyone there?”

Tang Zhong specifically shouted, but no reply came back.

It seemed there was no one inside.

Then he saw that this large bathroom had only two stalls with toilets!

He directly opened the door of the inner stall and sat down on the toilet.

His stomach really hurt.

He hadn’t eaten anything too greasy for a long while, and his stomach was struggling.

Suddenly, Tang Zhong remembered the last time he ate meat, which was with a woman.

He wondered how she was doing now.

Right, he hadn’t asked for the woman’s name last time.

Thinking about it, Tang Zhong was quite grateful to that woman; without her five thousand yuan, he couldn’t have settled in Jianghai.

Next time he saw that woman, he would definitely thank her properly, at least by treating her to a meal.

As Tang Zhong thought about this, suddenly he heard the sound of light, quick footsteps.

Someone was coming!

Tang Zhong didn’t dare to move, unsure if it was a man or a woman.

At that time, Jiang Weiwei, clutching her stomach, rushed in.

The breakfast she had eaten this morning was churning in her belly.

If only she hadn’t eaten so quickly.

Her stomach was really killing her now.

When she first entered the bathroom, she held her breath, afraid of being discovered by others.

Being the president, she couldn’t afford to reveal such an embarrassing state in front of her staff.

But after listening carefully and hearing no sound at all, she assumed there was no one inside and allowed herself to relax.

It seemed no one was there, which was a relief, so her embarrassing state wouldn’t be discovered by others.

But her stomach hurt so badly that she hurried to the stall closest to her, flung open the door, and sat down on the toilet to remove her pants!

Hearing the noise, Tang Zhong knew someone had come in.

But he couldn’t tell if it was a man or a woman.

He decided to identify the person by their voice, so he listened to the sounds from the next stall.

He could hear faint breathing and then the sounds from below the toilet.

But just then, Tang Zhong’s stomach ached, and sounds came from under his toilet.

The noise startled Jiang Weiwei next door, whose eyes widened.

She stared at the wall between the stalls, thinking there surely must be someone.

Yes, there absolutely was someone.

What was she to do?

Jiang Weiwei panicked.

If her employees saw her in such a pitiful state, what would she do?

No, no, she couldn’t be seen.

She would wait until the pain subsided, then leave the restroom immediately.

She absolutely could not be seen by anyone.

Tang Zhong, on the other hand, didn’t care much.

If there were people in the toilet, so be it.

After all, human nature includes eating, drinking, pooping, and peeing; now it’s time for peeing.

Why worry if the person next door is male or female, anyway?

It’s all the same.

You do your business, and I’ll do mine, without interfering with each other.

However, Jiang Weiwei was getting more and more nervous.

It would be extremely embarrassing if someone saw her.

No, absolutely not.

Even though she was having a stomach ache now, she planned to leave as soon as she felt a bit better.

But when Jiang Weiwei patted her suit pocket and dug around, she immediately became panicked, and her face began to turn white.

What she absolutely hadn’t anticipated was that she had forgotten to bring any toilet paper…

She had been rummaging through her pocket just now in search of toilet paper, only to find none whatsoever.

Actually, Jiang Weiwei always carried tissue paper with her every day, but because she was late for work that morning, in her hurry, she had forgotten to bring it.

This realization threw Jiang Weiwei into total disarray.

What should she do without any paper!

Without paper, how was she going to leave this toilet?

Got it!

Jiang Weiwei decided to take out her phone to call Li Chuwen and ask her to bring some paper.

After all, Li Chuwen was just outside, and she definitely had paper.

But as soon as Jiang Weiwei took out her phone, she remembered something crucial—she absolutely couldn’t make that call.

The person in the next stall was definitely a company employee.

She couldn’t let a fellow employee know she was in there.

If she called Li Chuwen, wouldn’t that just give her away?

No, no, she couldn’t make that call.

But if she didn’t call Li Chuwen, she couldn’t ask anyone else for help either!

What should she do now without any paper to wipe with!

Jiang Weiwei thought about waiting for the person to leave before making her exit, but that wouldn’t work either.

She knew Li Chuwen well enough to know that if Li Chuwen couldn’t find her outside, she would definitely come looking in the toilet.

If the person next door hadn’t left by then, wouldn’t they discover her?

No, she must come up with a foolproof plan.

Jiang Weiwei began to rack her brains.

But she quickly became flustered as no feasible solution came to mind.

She thought to herself that she must wake up earlier from now on to avoid such predicaments.

She was so frustrated; it was almost killing her.

But suddenly, an idea popped into Jiang Weiwei’s head.

Since she hadn’t brought any paper, the person next to her probably had some.

Maybe she could borrow some from them, quickly use it, then dash out of the restroom, sprint out of the cafeteria, and head back to her office.

That way, the person who lent her the paper wouldn’t notice anything.

However, since she didn’t know whether the person next to her was male or female, how was she going to ask for it!

Jiang Weiwei straightforwardly took out her phone and began searching for “what to do when you forget to bring toilet paper to the restroom.” The all-knowing netizens should have a solution.

The netizens responded rapidly!

Netizen 1: If you’ve forgotten paper, just use some change, like a dime, a nickel, or a dollar bill.

If you don’t mind the expense and waste, use a larger bill.

Upon reading this, Jiang Weiwei figured that the denomination didn’t matter in such a scenario, but the critical issue was that she hadn’t brought any money with her, only her phone for lunch.

Netizen 2: Check your pockets for any other useless items you might use.

Jiang Weiwei found nothing in her pockets.

Netizen 3: Rip your clothes and use them as paper, then throw them away once you’re done.

To Jiang Weiwei, being without paper was bad enough, but losing clothing was even worse—inconceivable, in fact.

Netizen 4: Use your hand, then wash it clean with water until it’s spotless.

Jiang Weiwei glanced at the back of her hand…

If it got stained, she’d rather cut off her hand.

Netizen 5: Call your nearest friend for help, or yell for help.

This obviously wasn’t going to work.

If it were practical, would Jiang Weiwei be searching online for solutions?

Netizen 6: Wait for the cleaner to come and ask them for paper!

Wouldn’t that just expose Jiang Weiwei herself?

No way, no way.

Having looked through many netizen responses, none seemed more useful than borrowing paper.

This was now the only viable option—there was no better solution.

She couldn’t just sit and wait; she’d try and see how it goes.

It didn’t matter if the person was male or female—first borrow the paper, use it, and then leave.

With this thought, Jiang Weiwei was prepared to act and could not hesitate any longer.

She knocked on the partition wall, then pinched her nose to make her voice sound more squeaky, as if she had turned on a voice changer.

“Excuse me, friend, do you have any spare paper?

Could you spare me some?”