Zhang Wei, 26 years old, an Internet operator, traveled through time on the day he was laid off.
When he opened his eyes, he became a soldier in the Conferred God War, number 9527.
There is no cheat, no system plug-in - well, there is actually a system, but its main functions are: issuing tasks, deducting points, and warning "fishing for too long." It's no different from DingTalk.
Jiang Ziya is his leader, and he talks about PPT in meetings every day. His mantra is "I will just say a few words" (from two hours onwards). Nezha is an intern born after 2000. He goes to work on Hot Wheels and always says, "My fate is up to me." Then he is interviewed by HR. Yang Jian is a coworker in the technical department. He wears sunglasses on his third eye because he doesn't dare to look directly at others. Shen Gongbao is a headhunter and sends private messages every day: "Friend Daoist, do you want to change jobs? We really don't want to be involved here." Su Daji is the HR director. Behind her good looks are performance appraisals and layoff interviews.
Conferred God War? Fighting between gods? What's the matter with Zhang Wei? He has only one goal: to get off work alive, to survive until the end of Conferred God, and to return to modern times.
But the reality is: writing weekly reports, dealing with assessments, participating in team building, taking the blame, watching the boss make mistakes, wanting to resign but not dare-the list of gods has not yet been completed, Zhang Wei's career as a laborer has already been filled.
This is a low-level group's story of survival as a god, and it is also a reality in the workplace that every migrant worker understands. I cry when I laugh, I want to laugh when I cry - because Zhang Wei is you and me, every passerby who just wants to get off work.
"No, brother, please listen to my explanation... I was just laid off!"
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