One look after another!
It’s really fun to watch short videos!
It turns out that my original life is so interesting!
Song Tan wants to play too!
This world is so interesting. If I could be so happy forever, I wouldn’t need to cultivate immortality… No, it’s okay to cultivate immortality later.
Anyway, there is no spiritual energy around now, so practicing will be ineffective and not cost-effective.
The cultivator Song Tan pondered his decision in his heart and felt that this was not the "procrastination" he often heard of in his memory, but the mysterious sixth sense of cultivation.
In short, she calculated that now was a good day to play with her cell phone!
This screen is pretty broken...
The next moment, a call popped up on the phone—
"Song Tan! Where's the PPT you made last night? Why haven't you sent it to me in the morning?!"
Song Tan: …
What is PPT
She reviewed her memories and found that in her previous life, she had to take a taxi to the company in a hurry because her boss suddenly asked for a PPT.
Who knew that as soon as the car got on the Ninghai Bridge, it encountered a chain car accident.
"Also, why didn't you come to work this morning? You'll be deducted 500 yuan for each day of absence! If you don't come before 2pm, you'll be deducted double the amount! If you do it again, you'll be fired!"
How much is her monthly salary? !
Song Tan recalled the endless overtime tasks in the company in the past, and the desire deep in his heart became more and more eager to act -
[I want to go back home]
[I want to be with my parents and my brother]
[I don’t want to go to work]
The thought was so strong that Song Tan made the decision instantly.
"Sorry, boss. I had a car accident this morning. I'm in the hospital now and will be there in a little while."
…
Ningcheng is just an ordinary provincial capital city, always under construction and looking shabby.
The Ninghai Bridge is a newly built viaduct that runs through the north and south, saving travel costs. It costs 55 yuan to take a taxi from where Song Tan lives.
Normally she doesn't take a taxi, but early in the morning her boss said he needed the PPT urgently, and she thought she had other work to do, so she took a taxi.
Who knew there would be a car accident...
This time when he went out, the tattered mobile phone was apparently still usable. Song Tan tried to scan the code with some unfamiliarity, then took a taxi without saying a word and went to the Ninghai Bridge.
More than half an hour later, she arrived downstairs of the company - don't think too much, it's not a big company. Song Tan is an ordinary second-tier university graduate who has worked hard from the countryside, and she can't get into a big company at all.
Today, this company rents the third floor of this building and does various outsourced work.
She studied finance, a versatile major, and at the time she had no choice but to apply to any school she could get into.
During the campus recruitment after graduation, I just listened to the HR (who I later found out was an ordinary employee) talking nonsense, and then I was hired by this company.
Now, after being whipped by society, he has become an all-round 007 player who is responsible for planning, operation, post-production, editing, publicity and all-round tinkering.
Seven days a week, 24 hours a day, as long as there is a task, I have to crawl here even if I take drugs during my period.
5000 during the internship period, and 7500 per month after becoming a regular employee. Sounds good, right
Although the provincial capital has not seen much development, housing prices have gone up, with an average price of 15,000 yuan. The house that Song Tan rented, even a tiny 20-square-meter apartment separated from an old residential area and on the verge of being illegal, costs nearly 1,000 yuan a month.
Transportation, food, daily necessities... the rest was saved up.
After paying the bill, Song Tan was still sighing: "I still have more than 60,000 yuan left in my savings, which is really a lot." I never thought that she was such a frugal girl in her previous life!
…
At noon, the office area of the small company was filled with the smell of mixed food. A young girl among her colleagues stretched out her hand to greet her:
"Tan Tan, why didn't you come this morning? Have you eaten?"
The other person seems to be called... Huo Xueying
Song Tan walked over slowly and looked at the clay pot rice in the tin foil box in front of the other person. The aroma of the food mixed with the foul smell made her feel indescribably uncomfortable.
"I had a car accident this morning and just got out of the hospital."
Huo Xueying took out a fried egg from the box:
"Ah—open your mouth, please eat!"
"The hospital must have let you go because you're in good condition. Tell me later. First, is it Wang Baopi who asked you to come back to work overtime again? Bah! You bastard, eat some eggs to replenish your energy!"
Song Tan's stomach also growled in cooperation.
Although this action was a little intimate, Huo Xueying seemed like her good friend. After a slight hesitation, she opened her mouth and took a light bite.
As the teeth closed lightly, a strange smell suddenly rolled through the mouth - the aroma of burnt eggs, impurities in food, and the richness of oil, but also mixed with an indescribable nausea, which instantly caused abdominal cramps and the stomach began to churn.
Just this meal? Forget about improving her cultivation. If she eats it for a long time, her body will be filled with impurities. She won't be able to achieve the Golden Elixir in this lifetime, let alone build a foundation!
Song Tan endured it again and again, and finally swallowed the small bite of egg.
Huo Xueying was still waiting to feed her the second bite. The little girl lived frugally every day, and was so well-behaved and pitiful. As a friend, she felt sorry for her.
However, Song Tan shook his head: "I don't want to eat it anymore. It tastes weird." It tastes terrible.
Huo Xueying took the egg back without hesitation and bit off most of it: "What's weird about that? It's 25 yuan a serving!"
"But it's true that it's not as delicious as the food at home. According to my mom, takeout food doesn't taste like vegetables at all, it's full of thick oil, sauce and vinegar."
Song Tan touched her stomach and realized she was hungry too.
She hadn't eaten anything from last night to this morning. Only now did she realize that she was an ordinary person with flesh and blood and needed to eat.
She hesitated for a moment: "Is it because of the ingredients? Then I... I'll order something better." The spiritual energy is scarce and the ingredients have too many impurities.
Thinking of the strange taste of the food just now, this time, she set her sights on the more expensive dishes.
This kind of food generally has a more guaranteed source, right
While waiting for the takeaway, Song Tan asked: "The boss asked for a PPT... What is that..."
It's been too long, I really don't know how to do this anymore.
Huo Xueying didn't care and said casually: "Which PPT? I heard you say you had finished half of it yesterday. Can you take a look at the computer again?"
Song Tan walked to his narrow cubicle workstation, slowly turned on his computer, and opened the semi-finished product on the desktop, pictures, text, format -
I read it carefully and seriously.
But... what about the rest? What to do with the rest
Then I opened other folders—sure enough, none of them worked!
Song Dynasty · Cultivator · Tan steady the old dog, standing still like a mountain.
No, then no. Anyway, she has worked hard enough in two lifetimes. This time, she will not be a worker.
At this moment, there was a loud shout at the entrance of the company: "Hello, takeaway!"