A coworker tried to dump the blame on him: “Young people should do more work. Don't be so petty.”
His boss piled on the pressure: “You need to broaden your perspective.”
In his previous life, Chen Yuan put up with it all until he worked himself to death at his desk.
This time, he refused every demand.
Refuse once, and the System rewards him.
Talk back once, and the rewards double.
He tore up his boss's weekly report in front of everyone, then stumbled upon the company's hidden books from two years ago.
Everyone thought he would die even sooner this time.
Until the gray Santana downstairs called him:
“Chen Yuan, my surname is Zhou.”
“Zhou as in Zhou Zheng.”
