Lin Yan jolted awake on the hard bed in a run-down rented room, cold sweat beading on his temple.
"I died from working overtime and transmigrated into an office drone with the same name... This plot is way too cliched!" he grumbled, rubbing his temples as fragments of the original owner's memories flooded into his mind.
Longguo, Jiangcheng, in the twenty-first century: food delivery paid five yuan per order, rent cost 2,800 yuan, and the subway was always packed like a tin of sardines.
