After five years of public service, Mingli finally came ashore.
On the first day of reporting, I was transferred to an unknown remote area called Meteor Street without even seeing my workstation.
There is no such street found on the Internet, only some rumors.
She asked netizens who had joined during the exam preparation period and had experience of life on Meteor Street.
Netizen replied: The people are simple and the life is prosperous. You are welcome to come.
Mingli felt relieved and went to school with her bag and a belly full of knowledge about the public examination.
As a result, on my first day on the job, I was robbed of half of my savings by a black truck. When I arrived at Meteor Street, before I could recover from the garbage in my eyes, I was robbed of all my luggage again.
The guy who was supposed to be her boss had died long ago under a mountain of garbage, and the office building was directly occupied by a vicious gang.
Only then did Mingli realize that this was a completely illegal zone that no government could control.
So... She was forced to become the first secretary of Meteor Street.
The leader was far away across the ocean and left a message: Two years to build a high-quality Meteor Street is a test for you by the organization. You can go back in two years...
The phone was cut into pieces.
Akari: ... Leaving aside the two years of building Meteor Street, will I survive until two days later?
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The heroine has no cp.
Contains a large number of personal settings and characters that distort the original work (?).
The content in this article is purely fictitious and has nothing to do with reality.
Posted on 2025/6/20
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