The last thing Gongxi Daye remembered was the cup of cold instant coffee on his desk and the densely packed employee performance appraisal forms on the computer screen. As the secretary to the general manager of the "Network Nanny" company, her daily life is to struggle in the ocean of data, dealing with the pushback from various departments, and she has developed the ability to observe people's actions and find opportunities to find opportunities. But at this moment, the biting cold penetrated into the seams of her bones along the thin material of her clothes, causing her to shiver suddenly and wake up from the chaos.
What I saw in front of me was not the familiar cubicle of an office building, but a cluster of low and dilapidated adobe houses. The thatch on the roof rustled in the wind, and a ray of moonlight squeezed in from the gap in the wall, illuminating the dust flying in the air. Under her body was a hard earthen kang, covered with a layer of hay that exuded a musty smell, which made her back hurt.
"Hiss..." Gongxi Dago took a deep breath and tried to sit up, only to find that his whole body was sore and weak, and his head was groggy, as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer. She raised her hand to rub her forehead, but she caught a glimpse of her own hands - they were slender, pale, calloused hands, definitely not her hands with clear knuckles that had been typing on the keyboard all year round.
