Nine Dollars and Nine! You Asked Me to Save the World?

I, Huang Liang, work overtime until late at night, and I just want to order a spicy spicy hot pot to keep my life alive. As a result, the takeout did not arrive, and I was sent to a different world as a "time and space takeout". There is no divine sword, no harem, just a job application form that is filled to the brim. What's even worse is that I was distracted for a moment and wrote "9.9" Tremblingly in the "Expected Salary" column. Thus, the cheapest labor force in the universe was born. They praised me as "a once-in-a-century dedicated talent" and promoted me to a "project CEO" with a monthly salary of ninety-nine yuan. Faced with hellishly difficult KPIs and a group of monster colleagues who look like fools, I just want to ask: Where is the promised treatment for the brave? Where is my spicy hotpot? !