The bank has once again entered its annual "strong start to the year" campaign. First came "Warm Winter Together," then the year-end push, and before anyone had caught their breath, "Strong Start" was back again. It feels like the leaders have gone berserk, while the financial workers below them are running themselves ragged. Rest is like a Hermes Birkin bag: all they can do is look at pictures and posts about other people's on social media. They can only grit their teeth and work themselves to the bone, pulling overtime as long as they have a breath left.
Every day, everyone makes wishes: hoping for a break, hoping to lie flat, hoping for a true love to come along. One day, during yet another late night of overtime, the poor souls at the branch thought, "Why not transmigrate?" Heaven answered their wish. A flash of lightning and a clap of thunder, and then the power suddenly went out. Everyone at the branch rose into the air and flew toward a vast, empty expanse.
They arrived in ancient times, experienced the freedom of soaring through the air with qinggong, and enjoyed the romance of admiring flowers, going on spring outings, watching the moon, and counting the stars. But they soon discovered that no matter the era, to live well you need a skill, an independent career, and plenty of passion and love for life.
Theme: No matter the era, be independent, optimistic, and passionate.
Are you a banker? Collect it first!
If it's too ridiculous, it won't look good.
It seems to have the flavor of an ancient novel, from the time when I just started reading novels. Seeing the author's writing style made me feel nostalgic. Hey