A miser is buying everyone Quanjude roast duck? I cancelled my meal card before dawn

About this Book

A colleague who has always been stingy suddenly announces with a beaming smile: “Friday night, I’m treating the whole department to Quanjude roast duck – everyone has to come!” Everyone cheers and applauds, but I feel a chill down my spine. This man, who would even shortchange two bucks on an AA bill, suddenly wants to treat more than thirty people to top‑tier Peking duck? The more I think about it, the more uneasy I feel. That night, I go straight to the cafeteria and cancel my meal card. The next day, I submit my annual leave request. On the third day, as I’m soaking up the sun on a beach in Sanya, my phone explodes. I open it – 55 missed calls from colleagues, 99+ WeChat messages. One message says only: “You need to come back right now! Do you know what he did?!” I open the group chat and instantly understand everything. Sure enough, that meal was never free.