I dressed as the heroine of a sadistic novel, and the system ordered me to be hurt by the boss tonight.
I opened the forum with my backhand and posted: "Help, how can I use the pig-killing trick to kill the pretender who claims to have an annual income of tens of billions?"
That night, the boss handed over the contract: "Woman, sign it, and you will be my contract lover."
I said affectionately: "Brother, invest in this potential stock of mine and I guarantee you an annualized return of 500%~"
Three months later, the reporter photographed the boss squatting at the door of my company and crying: "Please pay off my salary!"
Ask me who I am before the system crashes.
I crossed my legs and said, "I am your long-lost grandma, the founder of abstract art."
