Feng Xiyu returned from studying abroad and felt desperate for this society where the salary was still 4,500.
Liberal arts majors, water masters, and returnees from overseas are not popular. What a start. Fortunately, there is no perfect path. An old classmate can introduce me to a new job. No 996, no 007. A job that respects the individuality of employees without punching in is right in front of me!
Paid Internet access, business trips at public expense, what a perfect job!
It's a pity that he has to face some strange things, but that's nothing. Facing such an easy job, Feng Xiyu feels that he can smash them with an iron fist.
But! God's wish is not fulfilled!
When she opened her eyes, the sky fell. Feng Xiyu discovered that she actually had another job in the underworld, 996, 007. Working in the underworld didn't allow for holidays. She finally managed to find some time to go to the human world for a vacation, and she was forced to work overtime. What kind of human suffering is this?
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"Be honest, hold your head and squat down!" Feng Xiyu flashed his badge, "The underworld is handling the case, don't force me to slap you when you are happiest!"
"Oh?" Li Gui refused to cooperate and put on a posture of saying what can you do to me.
The kid on the side winked at his boss, hoping that he would cooperate and stop messing around.
Feng Xiyu pushed back the newly permed wool roll, picked up the chair on the side and swung it over, "Are you making trouble? You want me to work overtime, right? You like to provoke, don't you?"
"Wrong, wrong! I'll tell you everything!" Li Gui hid behind Bai Wuchang with a bruised nose and swollen face.
"Xie Bian, get out of my way!" Feng Xiyu put down the chair.
Xie Bi'an, who was gloating about his misfortune, shook his fan and said, "Ayu has a good temper after taking a vacation?"
Who is a good person who works overtime and has no temper?
Purpose: Dogs don't work overtime
