Chapter 2 2. Hello, takeaway!
One look after another!
It’s so 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 you can always be so happy, it won't matter if you don't cultivate to immortality... No, it won't matter if you cultivate to immortality later.
Anyway, there is no spiritual energy around now, so it is not cost-effective to practice with half the effort.
Song Tan, a cultivator, tasted his decision in his heart and felt that this was not the "procrastination" often heard in his memory, but the mysterious sixth sense of cultivation.
In short, she calculated with her fingers that now was a good day to play with her mobile phone!
It’s just that the screen is a bit broken...
The next moment, a call suddenly popped up on the phone -
"Song Tan! Here is the PPT I asked you to make! Why haven't you sent it to me for so long?!"
Song Tan:... …
What is PPT? Who is this?
She reviewed the memories in her mind and found that in her previous life, she was in a hurry to take a taxi to the company because her boss suddenly asked for a PPT.
Who knew that as soon as the car got on the Ninghai Bridge, it encountered a series of car accidents.
"Also, why didn't you come to work today! 500 will be deducted for absenteeism for one day! If the next time comes, I will be fired directly!"
Song Tan: ...I haven't thought about it yet, but It didn't matter that she was already angry.
She knows just this outfit, how much is a monthly salary? !
Song Tan rubbed his temples, took a deep breath and tried to recall the endless overtime tasks in the company in his memory, and the desire surging deep in his heart became more and more eager to move——
[I want to go back to my hometown]
[I want to stay with my parents and younger brother]
[I don’t want to go to work]
This thought was so strong that Song Tan instantly Made a decision——
“……”
Oops, I’ve been away from work for too long, what’s next?
Ahem...
"Boss, right? Just wait."
...
Ningcheng is just an ordinary provincial capital city. We are always on the road to infrastructure construction, looking disgraced.
The Ninghai Bridge is a newly built viaduct that connects the north and the south, saving on tolls. It costs 55 yuan to take a taxi from the place where Song Tan rents.
Normally she wouldn't take a taxi, but her boss said she needed the PPT urgently, and she thought she had other work at hand, so she took the luxury of taking a taxi.
Who knew we would get into a car accident...
This time when we went out, the tattered mobile phone was obviously still usable. Song Tan was a little unfamiliar and tried to scan the QR code, so he called without saying a word. Take the car and go to Ninghai Bridge.
More than half an hour later, she came downstairs of the company - don't think too much, it's not a big company. Song Tan, an ordinary second-level graduate, worked hard from the countryside. There is no way he can get into a big company. go.
Now this company rents the third floor of this building and does various outsourcing tasks.
She majored in finance, which is Tiger Balm, and she didn’t have a choice at the time. She just applied to whichever school she could get into.
After graduating from school, I vaguely listened to the HR (later I found out that I was an ordinary employee), and then I was recruited by this company.
Now, after being whipped by society, he is an all-round 007 player who is involved in planning, operation, post-production, editing, publicity and all-around tinkering.
Seven days a week, 24 hours a day, as long as there is a task, even if I take medicine during the period, I have to crawl.
5,000 for the internship period and 7,500 for the full-time monthly salary. Sounds pretty good, right?
However, the provincial capital has not seen much development, but housing prices have increased, with an average price of 15,000. The house Song Tan rents, even a tiny 20-square-meter apartment in an old residential area that is on the verge of illegality, costs close to 1,000 yuan a month. Transportation, food, daily necessities...the rest was all saved up.
After paying the money, Song Tan was still sighing: "There are more than 60,000 yuan left in the deposit, which is really a lot." I didn't expect that she was such a diligent and 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 reached out to greet her:
"Tantan, why didn't you come this morning? Have you eaten?"
Actually, I couldn’t remember the name, but Song Tan walked over silently and saw the other party’s brand——
Huo Xueying
Look at the tin foil box in front of the other party. The aroma of the food mixed with the turbid smell made her feel unspeakably uncomfortable.
"I had a car accident this morning, and I just got out of the hospital."
Huo Xueying took out an omelette from the box:
"Ah - open your mouth, please eat!"
"The hospital discharged you must be in good condition - then Wang Papi will definitely not be willing to give you a subsidy! - It's hard to get compensation anyway, you will stay in the hospital for two days! Eat eggs to replenish your energy! "
Song Tan's stomach also grumbled extremely cooperatively.
Although this action was a little more intimate, Huo Xueying seemed to be her good friend. After a slight hesitation, she opened her mouth and took a gentle bite.
As the teeth closed lightly, a strange taste suddenly filled the mouth - the aroma of burnt eggs, the impurities of food, the richness of oil, but there was also an indescribable and unexplained smell mixed with it. The nausea instantly caused abdominal cramps, and my stomach began to churn.
Just this food? Not to mention improving her cultivation, if she eats it for a long time, her body will be filled with impurities. Let alone the golden elixir in her life, whether she can build the foundation is another matter.
Song Tan endured it again and again, and then swallowed the small mouthful of egg.
Huo Xueying is still waiting to feed her the second bite. The little girl lives frugally every day. She is well-behaved and pitiful. As a friend, she also feels sorry for her.
However, Song Tan shook his head: "I won't eat it. It tastes weird." It's really unpalatable.
Huo Xueying took the egg back without hesitation, opened her mouth and bit off half of it: "What's weird! It costs 25 yuan a portion!"
"But it's true, it's not as good as the food at home. Eat. According to my mother, the takeout doesn’t even taste like food, it’s all thick with oil and soy sauce.”
Song Tan felt her belly, and she was actually hungry.
She didn't eat anything from last night to this morning. Only now did she realize that she was an ordinary person with a mortal body and needed to eat.
She hesitated for a moment: "Is it because of the ingredients? Then I... I'll order something better." There was a lack of spiritual energy and there were too many impurities in the ingredients.
Thinking of the weird food taste just now, this time, she focused on more expensive dishes.
In this case, the source of general food ingredients is more guaranteed, right?
While waiting for the takeout, Song Tan asked: "The boss said he wanted a PPT...that's..."
It's been so long that I really don't know how to do this anymore.
Huo Xueying didn't pay attention and said casually: "Which PPT? I seemed to have heard you say yesterday that it was half done. Are you going to look at the computer again?"
Song Tan walked to his narrow grid workstation and slowly Turn on the computer, open the semi-finished product, pictures, text, formats on the desktop -
Read it carefully and carefully.
But...what about the rest? What's left to do?
Open other folders - sure enough, none of them can!
Song · Cultivator · Tan stabilizes the old dog and remains as motionless as a mountain.
No, that's right. After all, she has had enough hard work in two lifetimes. This time, she won't be a laborer anymore.
At this moment, there was a loud shout from the door of the company: "Hello, takeaway!"
(End of this chapter)