Social Animals Struggle to Survive Every Day

[Third person in the text] You are a social worker. After graduating from college, you joined the Pei Group, the largest and most powerful company in City A, and became the secretary to the general manager. Therefore, you can see the boss who is remembered by all the women in City A every day. He is a jade tree facing the wind, rich and rich, looks better than Pan An, and is gentle and refined. She is the dream marriage partner of all the upper-class women in City A. However, only you know that he is actually a mysophobic person who likes to exploit employees. You have never thought that a job is so difficult. You have to work in the hall and the kitchen, be on call 24 hours a day, and rush to his house early every morning to offer three sticks of incense to the God of Wealth enshrined in their house. You wanted to resign countless times, but when you saw the string of zeros on your monthly salary slip, you still chose to bow your head and endure for the sake of life, turning your grief and anger into strength, and complained in your heart that he was different eight hundred times a day. Until one day, you were forced to work overtime because you accompanied your boss to a drinking party, and you were complaining in your heart. Suddenly, you find that your boss turns his head and looks at you with a complicated and subtle look. You immediately put on a professional smile, and the complaints in your heart didn't stop for a moment. Then you see the boss's expression getting more and more ugly. He gets up and says to you, "Let's go back." You: Huh? _ I'm a boss. I have a secretary who is excellent. No matter how difficult the task is, it can always be completed on time. He is like a shadow, always following me silently. I also like to smile to myself. Every time I turned my head, I would find him looking at me with a smile in his eyes. It is said that someone who has a crush is like being next to a stove. How come they don't feel hot? (Quoted from the Internet) So I always thought he liked me. Until one day, I took a bite of wild mushrooms at a bar and found that I could suddenly hear my secretary's voice. [Look what I am doing, eat quickly! [I am almost exhausted and I still have to accompany you to participate in this stupid drinking game! Break the drinking game! [Evil capitalist, sooner or later I will become a serf and sing, and sooner or later I will ride on you. [Please, stop looking dented and get off work as soon as possible. Thank you. Me: "Huh?" Although I later discovered that the so-called hearing my heart was just a misunderstanding, I also discovered that my secretary didn't actually like me. So... I've always been the one being sentimental? :( Humble social animal x turtle boss PS: 1. The "voice" in the article refers to the phenomenon of poisoning and is not the true voice. 2. The occurrence of wild mushroom poisoning in the article is purely for plot purposes and is only used to promote the development of the storyline. There is absolutely no intention to entertain wild mushroom poisoning. Eating poisonous wild mushrooms by mistake may lead to severe food poisoning, allergic reactions and other health risks. Therefore, when purchasing and eating mushrooms, you must choose a reputable merchant and make sure the wild mushrooms are cooked before eating. If you experience any symptoms, you must seek medical treatment in time. If any readers from Yunnan feel uncomfortable, the author would like to apologize in advance ORZ. (Stay on 2024/9/5) Please collect the next book "The Little Eunuch Dressed as a Tyrant"~ Qian Yao opened his eyes. In front of him was a magnificent palace, but the floor was covered with corpses, and the gorgeous carpet was almost soaked in blood. And he was wearing a eunuch's clothes, kneeling quietly behind the pillar. Before he could figure out the situation before him, he heard a "stab" sound and the sword slashed across the ground. Qian Yao raised his head and saw a man wearing a dragon robe walking toward him with a sword in hand. The sword reflected cold light, and his face was stained with blood that had not yet dried. Qian Yao was stunned for a moment, closed his eyes and pinched himself hard. This must be a dream. Just open your eyes... It's still this dream! Help QAQ - Qi'an has an unknown secret. He can hear other people's voices, but every time he listens, he will feel uncomfortable for a long time, so he decided to put this ability into the most critical moments, such as... When killing people. It was really interesting to see those dying people crying and begging in front of him, but in their hearts they were madly scolding themselves for not having a good death. That day, his imperial brother rebelled and was killed by his sword. Then he bloodbathed the entire hall. There was only one unlucky little eunuch left in the entire palace, the eunuch who came to deliver tea after his emperor's brother rebelled. This man is innocent, but he cannot be kept. However, when he came to the little eunuch with his sword in hand, he found that he was different from the people he had killed before. There was no crying, no kneeling down to beg for mercy, no shaking like chaff. He just closed his eyes and opened and closed his thin lips slightly, wondering what he was thinking? Are you putting a curse on me? Qi'an thought to himself. So he rarely used his ability on a eunuch. But he listened for a while and frowned slightly. Then he raised Qian Yao's chin with his sword, with a hint of curiosity in his tone, "What is... Democracy?" - Everyone in the palace knew that the beautiful little eunuch was the one who was at the top of His Majesty's heart. He met her day and night, never left his side day and night, and dared to hold His Majesty's hand in the palace to prevent him from holding the sword. Only the emperor didn't think so. No matter how easy it is to use, it is nothing more than a lowly eunuch, and he can change it at any time. But unexpectedly, one day, the person he played with disappeared. He couldn't find it anywhere. Only then did Qi'an realize that it was his heart and soul. Intention: Even if we fall into trouble, we should look towards the sunshine and move forward hand in hand