[Transmigrate into a Book at First, Showbiz Later] [Bold, Trouble-Making Heroine and Scheming Mind-Reading Hero] [Sweet Romance and Cathartic Payback] [Both Pure] [Mutual Healing]
Ruan Yaolan, an obscure actress ranked eighteenth tier in the entertainment industry, transmigrates into a book and, after going way too far, is forced to join the Mu Group.
No problem. She'll work hard to become someone who's a liability to the company.
With one sliding tackle, she kicks her supervisor straight to the orthopedist.
The birthday wishes clients receive? They absolutely have to be the most expensive kind, with shipping paid on delivery.
When her coworkers go on business trips, they can only stand in an airport hall with drafts coming in from all sides, speechlessly asking the heavens why.
A client arrives in full formal attire to inspect the staff cafeteria. She presents the appetizers: stinky tofu and river-snail rice noodles.
Her whole operation is as fierce as a tiger. Check the scoreboard, though, and it's 0 to 5!
After all that effort, they still won't fire her. Instead, they entrust her with the president's feng shui fish.
So touching. She could cry. Not really, she's just furious.
She never meant to kill Bo Ren, but the eight-million-yuan Bo Ren was wiped out because of her. They died from overeating.
When the president finds out, he is surprisingly calm. He stands alone before the empty fish tank in silence for a long time.
His lips part slightly. "She must be punished. Harshly."
So Ruan Yaolan is ordered to stand before the completely empty fish tank every day and pray and repent sincerely for five minutes.
Onlookers: That's it? We were promised severe punishment!
The president speaks again. "An empty fish tank just won't do…"
Fine, she has to keep raising fish. At least this time, they aren't blood-red arowanas.
If she keeps raising fish, they'll die too soon, and she'll be sad when they do.
Turtles are better. When she dies, they'll still be alive, leaving the sorrow to the tortoises.
When her assignment is done and she's about to leave, the president's eyes glisten, his gaze fierce. "You little troublemaker. You really played me."
As the author of the worst online article, I would like to give myself a five-star praise and encouragement. Don't go too far! Don't go too far! Don't go too far! When it comes to writing, how can I not go crazy 😂