The most outrageous thing Lin Zhiwei has ever done in his life is to take the entire company through time.
On the day of the earthquake, she and four colleagues crowded in the safety passage waiting to die. When she opened her eyes——
She became a sixth-grade official in the Ministry of Civil Affairs of the Daqian State, specializing in official assessment;
Zhao Yan from the Safety Department was thrown into the Works Department and stared at landslides and dead people every day;
Zhou Jinyan from the Contract Department entered Dali Temple and was forced to write an underworld contract to a traitor;
Finance Su Qing was thrust into the accounts department and faced with a fake account that couldn't be reconciled no matter how she looked at it;
Even the driver, Lao Chen, became the commander in charge of carriages and horses in Taipu Temple and had to run errands for Dongchang.
To make matters worse, the 9,000-year-old Wei Wujiu beside the emperor seemed to have long since set his sights on this group of "newcomers who don't look like the ancients."
Dismissed from office, jailed, ransacked homes, beheaded... Each one was more cruel than the last.
Lin Zhiwei clenched the attendance sheet in her hand, gritted her teeth and smiled:
"In Daqian Country, the person who wants to expel me is not even born yet."
So——
She used her performance appeal to save Zhao Yan's safety accident;
Zhou Jinyan's text traps were solved by using process loopholes;
She used the auditing system to deal with Su Qing's fake accounting crisis;
When Lao Chen got lost on his errand, she used the schedule to find out.
Five people, a collapsed office building, and a group of ancient gods.
Lin Zhiwei patted the table:
"Let's not talk about whether we can go back or not, we have to go to modern times——
At least in this Daqian country, I have to let you all live well. "
