MTL - Song Tan Jishi-Chapter 2 Hello, takeaway!
Chapter 2 2. Hello, takeaway!
One glance after another!
Swiping short videos is really fun!
It turned out that my original life was so interesting!
Song Tan also wants to play!
This world is so interesting. If you can be so happy all the time, don't cultivate immortality... No, it's okay to cultivate immortality later.
Anyway, there is no spiritual energy around now, and it is not worthwhile to practice with twice the result and half the effort.
Cultivator Song Tan tasted his decision in his heart, and felt that this was not the "procrastination" he often heard in his memory, but the mysterious sixth sense of comprehension.
In short, she counted, now is a good day to play with mobile phones!
It’s just that the screen is broken a bit…
The next moment, a call popped up on the phone—
"Song Tan! I asked you to do the PPT last night! Why didn't you send it to me all morning?!"
Song Tan: …
What is PPT?
She reviewed the memories in her mind, and found that in her previous life, it was because the boss suddenly asked for a PPT that she hurriedly took a taxi to the company.
Who knew that the car encountered a series of car accidents as soon as it got on the Ninghai Bridge.
"Also, why didn't you come to work this morning! You will be deducted 500 for one day of absenteeism! If you don't come before 2 p.m., the deduction will be doubled! If there is another time, you will be fired directly!"
How much is her monthly salary? !
Song Tan recalled the company's endless overtime tasks in the past, and the desire surging deep in his heart became more and more imminent—
［I want to go back to my hometown］
［I want to be with my parents and younger brother］
[I do not feel like working]
This idea was so strong that Song Tan made a decision in an instant.
"Sorry, Boss, I had a car accident this morning, and I'm in the hospital right now, I'll go later."
…
Ning Province is just an ordinary provincial capital city, always on the road of infrastructure construction, disgraced.
The Ninghai Bridge is a newly built viaduct, which runs through the north and the south, saving travel expenses. It costs 55 yuan to take a taxi from Song Tan's rented place.
Usually, she doesn’t take a taxi, but early in the morning, the boss said that she was in a hurry to ask for the PPT, and she thought she had other tasks, so she took a taxi extravagantly.
Who knew it was in a car accident...
Going out this time, the broken mobile phone was obviously still working. Song Tan tried to scan the QR code rather unfamiliarly, so he took a taxi without saying a word, and then went to the Ninghai Bridge.
More than half an hour later, she came to the downstairs of the company—don't think too much, it's not a big company, Song Tan is an ordinary second-year graduate who worked hard from the countryside, and big companies can't get in at all.
Now this company is renting on the third floor of this building, doing all kinds of outsourcing work.
She majored in finance majored in Panacea, and she didn’t have to choose at that time, so she could apply to any school that can apply.
Graduation school recruitment confusedly listened to the HR (I later found out that it was an ordinary employee) picture, and then was recruited by this company.
Now that he has been whipped by the society, he is an all-around 007 player who integrates planning, operation, post-production, editing, publicity, and a universal tinkerer.
Seven days a week, 24 hours a day, as long as there is a task, if you take medicine during the menstrual holiday, you have to crawl.
The internship period is 5,000, and the monthly salary is 7,500. Sounds good, right?
But the provincial capital has not seen much development, but the house price has grown, with an average price of 15,000. The house that Song Tan rents, even if it is a 20-square-meter micro-family separated from an old residential area and wandering on the edge of illegality, costs close to 1,000 yuan a month.
Transportation, food, daily necessities...the rest are all saved.
After paying, Song Tan was still sighing: "There are more than 60,000 deposits left, that's a lot." Unexpectedly, she was such a thrifty 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 colleagues reached out to greet her:
"Tan Tan, why didn't you come this morning? Have you eaten yet?"
The other party seems to be called... Huo Xueying?
Song Tan walked over slowly and looked at the claypot rice in a tin foil box in front of the other party. The aroma of the food mixed with the stale air made her feel unspeakably uncomfortable.
"There was a car accident this morning and I was just discharged from the hospital."
Huo Xueying took out a fried egg from the box:
"Ah—open your mouth, please eat!"
"The hospital must be in good condition to be discharged from the hospital. You can tell me later—why did Wang Papi call you back to work overtime? Bah! This bastard, eat eggs to make up for it!"
Song Tan's stomach also grunted extremely cooperatively.
Although this action was a little intimate, Huo Xueying seemed to be her good friend. After a moment of hesitation, she opened her mouth and took a bite.
With the light closing of the teeth, in an instant, there was a strange taste in the mouth - the smell of burnt eggs, the impurities of the food, the richness of the oil, but there was also an unexplainable nausea mixed in it, which instantly attracted the stomach Cramping, stomach churning.
Just this meal? Not to mention improving her cultivation level, her body will be filled with impurities after eating for a long time, let alone golden core in her life, whether she can build a foundation or not is another matter!
Song Tan endured and endured, and then swallowed the small bite of egg.
Huo Xueying is still waiting to feed her the second bite. The little girl saves food and money every day, is good-looking and pitiful, and she loves her as a friend.
However, Song Tan shook his head: "I won't eat it, it tastes weird." It's unpalatable.
Huo Xueying took the egg back without hesitation, opened her mouth and bit off more than half of it: "What's so strange! It costs 25 yuan a piece!"
"But it's true, it's not as good as the food at home. According to my mother, the takeaway has no vegetable taste, and it's all thick oil and soy sauce."
Song Tan rubbed her stomach, she was actually hungry too.
From last night to this morning, she didn't eat anything. Only now did she realize that she is an ordinary person with a mortal body and needs to eat.
She hesitated for a moment: "Is it because of the ingredients? Then I...I'll order something better." There is a lack of spiritual energy, and there are too many impurities in the ingredients.
Thinking of the weird food taste just now, this time, she set her sights on more expensive dishes.
In this case, the source of general ingredients is more guaranteed, right?
While waiting for the takeaway, Song Tan asked: "The boss said he wanted a PPT...that's..."
It's been too long, this thing really won't work.
Huo Xueying didn't care, and said casually: "Which PPT? It seems that I heard you say that I've done half of it yesterday, so why don't you look at the computer again?"
Song Tan walked to his narrow grid work station, slowly turned on the computer, and opened the semi-finished products, pictures, text, and formats on the desktop—
Read it carefully and carefully.
But… what about the rest? What's left to do?
Then open other folders—sure enough, one, one, all, no, yes!
Song·Cultivator·Tan stabilized the old dog, as motionless as a mountain.
If she can’t, then she won’t, anyway, two lifetimes of hard work are enough, this time, she won’t be a migrant worker.
And at this moment, there was a loud shout at the door of the company: "Hello, takeaway!"
(end of this chapter)
