At The Edge Of The World | YiZhan ✓

Part 22

The stench of liquor and whiskey with a hint of red wine. All mixed together inside his stomach yet he could not stop. What continued after was a bottle of vodka and some gin, resulting in an immense nausea, causing him to throw it all up. 

Wei who had come for a visit found the door open and made his way in, going upstairs to find his head resting on the toilet seat. "What the fuck- did you drink all those bottles on the table?" 

Zhan coughed out what was in his throat, feeling the burning sensation ruin his oesophagus. "Just a little..." Wei yelled back at him as he held his head up from his chin. "Little my ass! Are you out of your mind? Look at me." Yet Zhan's eyes continued closing despite how much he'd try to keep them open. 

Worried and angry, Wei took his phone out and dial'ed a number. "Who are you calling?" 

"We need to get your stomach pumped clean. What even happened?" Zhan was about to speak yet ended up throwing up some more as he held the toilet seat, pressing his nails onto the porcelain as though he were in immense pain. Which he was, but he was unaware of it enough to not think of it. "He happened... he hates me now. I can understand why but... I hate that he hates me. I hate myself too but I can't... I just... fuck-" His head was then inside the toilet bowl once again, making Wei sigh at his state. "Wait here, I'll get you some water." 

As much as in a bad state he was, so was Jun, who now was at his company building, sitting in an empty conference room all alone. He seemed to be stressed and anxious, unable to even pick up a pen to continue his big pile of work before him. 

Soon enough, a man entered the room, causing his attention to falter even further down the drain. "You- what you did was outrageous!" Jun gave the slightly chubby man a glance, eyes wavering over his loosened up tie and unbuttoned shirt. "You look like a mess." 

"And whose fault do you think that is!?" Jun sighed, later standing up to light a cigarette. "I did what I had to. I couldn't let those imbeciles work under me knowing very well of how they'd continue conspiring behind my back." 

Yan Enlai shook his head in distress, wanting to force him into understanding his wrongdoings which he could not stress enough due to his limited capability of expressions. "And look where that brought you! You're all alone now, without anyone to have by your side. Is this really how a business works? Tell me!" 

Jun frowned, raising his voice back at him. "A business is a work of trust! But none of you in this company had the will to keep at it seems! You speak of having someone by my side yet all you did was betray me! How is going behind someone's back to overthrow them something I have to understand when you yourself don't understand the amount of work I've put into this company! What I've gone through to build it... the amount of my life spent in the office, is this all a joke to you?" 

Enlai was just as angry, pointing his finger at him to press the matter further. "We did trust you! And look where that has brought us! The amount of work and time we have put into this company succeeds those even before us yet you speak of justification! We put your lives on the line to keep the business running, and how do you repay us? By getting everything leaked out in the open! Many had been working under you because of the amount of security provided to us, yet you had to end up ruining that too!" 

"You slipped up Jun. And now we all are ruined because of it." 

Jun scoffed mockingly as he puffed out the smoke from his mouth. "Give me a break- you have been at it since day one!" 

Enlai shook his head. "Don't try to push this onto me, this is about you! You should've listened when I had told you to keep Zhan out of this but what did you do? Drag him and force him even deeper, causing all this mess! You think a press conference would be able to justify the actions of the past? Unbelievable.."