Why did I come to the human world?
Become a slave?
When this sentence fell into Fang Xiaoqin's Second Middle School, it was like a bolt from the blue sky.
It shook her soul.
It had been ten years since she graduated.
He had started off as a human resources specialist, and now he was a human resources manager.
In addition, the company she worked for was a big company. The salary and benefits were good in all aspects.
Therefore, she was the envy of many people.
But only she knew that she was actually very tired.
He woke up earlier than a chicken and slept later than a dog.
He was conscientious and diligent.
She had no choice but to be vigilant of the people around her.
The boss was observing your attitude.
Your boss cares about your performance.
Colleagues covet your position.
If he was not careful, his position as the manager would be taken away mercilessly.
Therefore, she had to be more diligent than her colleagues, to achieve results that would make her boss unable to find fault with her, and to show an attitude that would make her boss smile.
Yes, her position was impregnable.
But what was the sacrifice?
It was because she stayed up late all year round, and her face was sallow at the age of 33.
It was a wrinkle that could be seen from three meters away.
It was a son who had been neglecting his company and had already rebelled in advance.
What is my purpose in coming to the human world?
Fang Xiaoqin questioned herself in her heart.
Suddenly, tears flowed out of the corners of her eyes.
Before she could cry out loud, she hung up the phone fiercely.
Meanwhile, in the live broadcast room.
At this moment, it was extremely lively!
"What the f * ck…"
"F * ck, is this something a 22-year-old fresh graduate who has just stepped into society can say?”
"That's brilliant!"
"Are all the people born after 2000 so clear-headed?”
"Hearing Jun's words, I'm in tears.”
"I'm suddenly in awe of the post-00 generation!”
"According to his calculations, life seems to be really short.”
"He didn't calculate it wrong. He didn't calculate the time he took to eat, drink, and defecate. Otherwise, it would have been even shorter.”
" I'm also a 00-year-old. I was still confused just now, but I instantly woke up. What kind of f * cking job is this? I'll first complete my dream and ride around China.”
"I don't dare to be so willful, but this workplace should be rectified.”
"That's right, f * cking 996.”
"Yes, we are laborers, but we are not slaves.”
" Let our generation avenge our ancestors. The era of merciless oppression has come to an end.”
" I've become a fan of No. 9. I'll lend him a hand and make him the champion of 'A Generation'. I'll let this clear stream flow into the workplace and let more people join in.”
"I support it. I'll go promote it now."
"Are all people born after 2000 this arrogant?"
"After being infected by them, I feel like I'm getting impatient again.”
"It's up to you guys. Good luck!"
"We have elders and juniors. We don't dare to do anything reckless. We can only see if you can rectify this 'curse'.”
"Let's wait and see!"
“……”
In just ten minutes.
The audience in Lu Xuan's live broadcast room surged in like a wave.
It caused his audience to jump from the last place at the beginning to the third place.
Backstage of the program team for 'A Generation'.
Director Zeng Yimin was in contestant No. 7's live broadcast room.
As the most popular person on this show, Zeng Yimin also favored her.
He was young, motivated, and passionate. He would definitely achieve something in the future.
At this moment, the assistant director, Ye Xuan, walked up.
"Director Zeng, there's an emergency. I suggest you go and take a look.”
Zeng Yimin frowned.”
Ye Xuan nodded and said to the technician,"Change the camera to room 9.”
The scene changed.
On the screen, Lu Xuan had just hung up the phone and stood up to walk out of the cafe.
Zeng Yimin looked puzzled." Isn't that normal? What's the situation?"
Zeng Yimin sounded a little unhappy.
At the beginning of the filming of " A Generation," the production team had already decided on the audience for the show.
The post-00 was just a foil. As he expected, after the broadcast, the number of viewers in Room 9 was at the bottom.
What was so interesting about being last?
Ye Xuan smiled and pointed at the number of viewers in the lower right corner.”
Zeng Yimin lowered his head to look at the number of people watching. His eyes suddenly widened." How did he do it?”
"I suggest you watch the replay." Ye Xuan said.
This unexpected surprise boosted Zeng Yimin's confidence.
If they could target young users born after 2000, then this show might be able to leave the entertainment circle.
He quickly asked the technician to replay it.
A few minutes later, Zeng Yimin finished watching the replay.
However, his expression did not look too good.
"Director Zeng, isn't this a little negative?”
"Should we inform Contestant No. 9 to be careful?" Ye Xuan said worriedly.”
Live broadcasts were also regulated. If they promoted negative energy, there was a high possibility that they would be shut down.
Zeng Yimin narrowed his eyes and pondered. Suddenly, he smiled.
"No need!
Nine contestants.
They represented nine people from different eras.
Let this post-2000 Lu Xuan be himself!”
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