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That night, I tore up the last price tag in my life.
Later, everyone started calling me, Mr. Wang.
Wang Shengnan's life is a precise calculation problem:
Cry a bit = swollen eyes = take fewer orders = make 2,000 less = be urged by family ten more times.
Not a good deal. So you can't cry.
She carried her blood-sucking family of origin and endured the abuse of her pervert boss.
In a partition room of eight square meters, I turned myself into an ATM machine that never runs out of power.
Until the early morning when the computer crashed and the plan was ruined,
The family sent me a marriage contract with a clearly marked price.
She looked at the sallow woman in the mirror and suddenly smiled.
"It turns out that my uterus and dignity are excellent assets that can be converted into cash for my family."
From that day on, she began to quietly collect three things:
Evidence of boss's corruption, recordings of family members' extortion,
Also, the secret of Lin Xiao, the rich second-generation female colleague who always rolls her eyes at her.
Lin Xiao thought Wang Shengnan was just a plucked phoenix.
Wang Shengnan felt that Lin Xiao was a sparrow plated with gold.
Until they shared half a butter cookie at a fast food restaurant late at night.
Until they were in the company parking lot, exchanging each other's worst weaknesses.
"Cooperate?"
"Take them down and take back what's ours."
Later, her family received a legal agreement from her, which stated that the monthly alimony was 1,500 yuan.
In front of the board of directors, she used a projector to expose all the dirty stuff to her boss.
On the day she and Lin Xiao's studio opened,
The shadows of two women were reflected on the glass door.
One is no longer humble, and the other is no longer pretending.
They finally tore off all the labels attached to them by others: helping the younger brother, picking up girls, vases, tool people...
Only two shining names remain:
Wang Shengnan, Lin Xiao.
The two female protagonists rescue each other, tear apart the whole family and suck blood, and it is a textbook of anti-murder in the workplace.
"Tears are expensive, but I can afford them now."
Purpose: Blood is not a shackle, self-esteem is not a price, and women should legislate for themselves.
