On the First Day of Internship, the President Cried and Called Me Ancestor

I stood under the Qin Group building, looking up at this building with gold-rimmed glass curtain walls, and I had only one thought in my mind: the floor tiles in this building are worth more than my shoes. "Ding, system logout has locked the target." The mechanical sound that suddenly appeared in my mind made me stagger, and I almost dropped the Mixue Bingcheng I just bought on the ground.