After working overtime until early in the morning, Xing Wan fell asleep in the taxi going home. She had a dream, in which time turned into a kingdom of involution, and migrant workers were collectively reduced to social animals. There were only those who were successful in the rolls, and not a single salted fish who went to work to catch fish. Tsinghua University and Peking University were everywhere on the street, and Harvard and Cambridge were as numerous as dogs. In the end, she worked overtime until she suddenly died.
When he opened his eyes again, Xing Wan decided to stop the workers from getting involved!
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Xing Wan looked out the dark window of the company and saw her face, which looked like a vegetable.
Turning around is the company's little boss's standard eight-tooth inspection smile, paired with a Barbie pink tie. He looks like a rich second-generation playboy hidden under the appearance of a capitalist.
Xing Wan's inner os: Am I working for this kind of person?
Mission: Work harmoniously and get off work on time