My Resentment Is Heavier Than That of a Ghost

[Warning: This article is the product of the author's resentment and madness. For the sake of your physical and mental health, please read with caution. Those under the age of 18 are advised to read under the supervision of an adult. Enter the front edge of v more. As a new-age worker, Boss Qiu has endured too much pressure that he should not have endured since college. A psychotic classmate who only gives advice to a boss who does nothing but talks about his work. He has an old man and a young man, and his relatives are also worried. How can I describe him as miserable? It was unbearable. Boss Qiu denounced his boss and colleagues, resigned on the spot, and went to court with the information he had collected over the years. He had been working hard in this shit company for many years and finally waited for this day. It's a pity that the shady company is dragging the arbitration fee, relatives are coming to criticize her, and even a mentally ill classmate whom she hasn't seen for many years is acting as a monster. Boss Qiu, who owns a small restaurant, feels as if he is chopping people when chopping meat with his kitchen knife every day. The cutting board clangs constantly, and the street where the restaurant is located has been promoted to one of the safest streets. Until one day. When he was about to close his shop, a customer came to his restaurant for dinner and ordered dishes as if he had never eaten in his entire life. Adhering to humanitarianism, Boss Qiu reluctantly made a few. Unexpectedly, after the customer took one bite, he started pointing at the dishes he cooked without intending to pay. It's not like he's here to eat, he's like he's here to cause trouble. Not only that, he also threatened Boss Qiu, with blood and tears streaming from his eyes, his tongue hanging out, and a circle of strangulation marks on his neck. It was terrifying. However, Boss Qiu only cared about one thing, the floor he had just cleaned was dirty! He just mopped the floor before leaving get off work! Customers are ghosts and not humans. Boss Qiu, who was so angry that he fell down, didn't care about that. Boss Qiu, who had been holding back his anger and drank an average of three pots of chrysanthemum tea every day, cut off the cutting board with a kitchen knife under the horrified look of the waiter. Wearing an apron, he held the kitchen knife and slashed at the ghost eating the Overlord meal. Ghosts are nothing, my grievances are worse than ghosts! The ghost, who was almost chopped into pieces, hugged Boss Qiu's thigh and howled like a wolf, barely managed to save his life, and worked in the restaurant for three days before being let go. As a result, rumors about a profound ghost king cooking in a restaurant spread throughout the ghost world and metaphysics circles. Purpose: Try to be the master of your own life