Crazy literature, big heroine, no cp, anti-routine
Don't lower your head, the crown will fall off!
Later, the whole company called me "Mad Dog Shen."
Because I really bite people when I see them.
My boss asked me to draw a pie at 3 o'clock in the morning. I made the meeting minutes into an NFT and sold it to him for a price of 100 million: "Your vision must be supported by real money."
My colleague put the blame on my back, so I smiled and wrote her a letter of recommendation, praising her "excellent ability to dump blame" to the sky, and sent it to all competing companies.
HR said that my values do not match. I deeply agreed and suggested that the song should be changed to "I Feel Like I'm Not a Human Being."
They said I was crazy.
Wrong.
It was this performance society that went crazy first - it regarded living people as fuel and tameness as a virtue.
I just refuse to be a silent cinder.
I choose to be a mad dog that overturns the canteen.
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Remember, in an era when good people are drowned, only the wildest dogs can swim to the other side.
