Lin Zhiyi, a cool girl from Northeast China, landed in a large Shanghai factory wearing a great vest. She wanted to work in a low profile, but was exposed on the spot by her boss Lu Chenming.
In front of people: ordinary social animals beating workers.
Queen: The master of all-server ceiling strategy "Northeast Big Frozen Pear".
In front of others: the cold and ascetic elite.
He privately said: "Three thirty in the morning", the arch-enemy she has been quarreling with for three years all over the Internet.
The vests collided with each other, the characters collapsed, and the workplace instantly turned into a Shura field.
I wanted to make money safely, but Mr. Lu blocked me in a corner and asked in a low voice:
"It's been three years and you still don't admit it? You are my partner."
Everyone was dumbfounded: The persona of the great god has collapsed, and he has become the wife of a domineering boss?
