In front of KPI, ghosts are nothing
I picked up an old man who was hungry and fainted under the overpass. He insisted that he was a descendant of the contemporary Celestial Master.
In return for the meal, he forced me to give me a copy of "Five Years of Ghost Hunting and Three Years of Simulation".
Until one day when the company was working overtime late at night, the new intern girl suddenly floated to the ceiling and typed.
I silently turned to page 38 of the textbook——
"How to save the dead souls of injustice in the workplace?"
