NFBE Chapter 1 A Teenage Girl Goes Crazy Online
Chapter 1 A Teenage Girl Goes Crazy Online
The scorching sun shone on the top of the 28th-floor office building.
He Fan was standing on the rooftop at that moment.
Feeling the stinging sensation of sunlight on my skin.
Her hair was casually tied in a low ponytail, and her face was tilted back, her makeup slightly smudged.
"I really want to jump off this 28th floor and let everyone see how capitalists exploit young girls in today's society."
He fumbled for a cigarette in his pocket and lit it with trembling hands.
"Hiss~ Whoosh~"
Take a deep drag, as if you want to expel all the resentment in your heart with these few puffs of smoke!
This was the 563rd time she had considered quitting her job this year.
Just now, my supervisor asked me to go downstairs to pick up a company package.
I only found out when I got downstairs.
The package contained 20 kilograms of apples, a box of oranges, and two large watermelons.
She finally managed to move all three large boxes upstairs.
She was so tired that her thin arms and legs trembled like someone with Parkinson's disease.
Just when I was about to take a break, my supervisor asked me to review the data again.
Prepare a PowerPoint presentation for the meeting this afternoon.
He Fan casually agreed, turned around and walked onto the rooftop to contemplate life.
After finishing a cigarette, He Fan was torn between his inner thoughts and his own.
Finally, I made up my mind.
I lifted my foot and walked towards the office.
Supervisor Wang Li saw He Fan return.
He hurriedly asked, "Hey? Fanfan, is the PowerPoint presentation ready?"
He Fan walked straight past her.
Wang Li felt ignored and lost face in front of everyone.
He then raised his voice.
"Fanfan, why are you so clumsy? I'm talking to you. Is the PPT ready?"
He Fan walked up to his workstation.
While packing up her things, she chatted with the person next to her who was having dinner.
"Tingting, keep this half box of tissues for yourself. There are also three cartons of milk and a carton of cherries in the fridge."
Han Shuting was stunned after hearing this.
She gestured to He Fan, signaling her to calm down Wang Li, who was standing behind her with a furious expression.
He whispered to ease the tension: "Fanfan must be exhausted from all that work. Did you have low blood sugar just from moving things?"
He Fan didn't want to back down.
Once you step down from this position, it means you'll have to continue enduring this humiliation.
She continued busy packing up her computer and charger.
Wang Li was furious and didn't care about saving face or anything else.
He yelled at the top of his lungs, "He Fan, can't you hear me? Where's your PowerPoint presentation?"
He Fan suddenly looked up.
He slammed the documents in his hand onto the table.
"What's your dog's name?"
The moment the words left his mouth, the surroundings fell silent, and everyone gasped in shock.
Wang Li is known as a smiling tiger.
On the surface, she's a close friend to everyone, but behind their backs, she's vengeful and loves to play dirty tricks.
With the first keystroke, the surroundings regained a bit of liveliness.
People started discussing it in the gossip group.
Yang Jia: Fanfan, you're too brave!
Cheng Nian: Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap! Fanfan deserves to be enshrined in the Imperial Ancestral Temple!
......
Wang Li also came to her senses, her face flushed as she questioned He Fan, "What did you say? Say it again?"
He Fan continued what he was doing, and his mouth was also busy.
"I asked you what the dog barked? Is creating a PowerPoint presentation my job? Isn't that your supervisor's job? What does it have to do with me? Why should I do it?"
Wang Li was spitting as she spoke, her face filled with anguish and indignation.
"Isn't it because I want to mentor you and give you opportunities to learn more?"
He Fan scoffed, "Who do you think you are, training me? Do you think I don't know how to pick up packages or how to make spreadsheets? I've been training you for a year, and I can now take over your position. When are you going to resign?"
Wang Li was speechless with anger: "Is this your work attitude?"
He Fan: "I'm about to resign, what kind of attitude do you expect?"
After saying that, He Fan pulled out the resignation application that he had printed out earlier and hidden in the middle of the document, and signed it.
With his backpack on and his 2000ml water bucket in hand, he was about to leave.
Upon seeing this, Wang Li rushed to her side.
He pretended to stop He Fan.
"Did I tell you to just leave? Do you think this is your home? You can't just come and go as you please?"
He Fan was so angry he almost laughed.
"How else am I supposed to go? Do you expect me to kowtow to you a couple of times to see me off?"
"Didn't you say that the company is our home and that success depends on everyone? Of course I can leave whenever I want."
"And you, what are you doing in my house? Get out of here now."
While Wang Li was thinking of her lines.
He Fan kicked the chair next to him, threw the elevator card into her arms, and ran away.
Cool is just one word.
It took He Fan more than a year to understand!
That year, apart from her own work, all her time was exploited by Wang Li.
Running errands, buying coffee, moving packages, drafting contracts, and making spreadsheets.
One person is responsible for the logistics of an entire department.
I'm like a spinning top every day.
Can't stop, can't stop at all.
Wang Limei claimed she wanted to mentor her.
In reality, her monthly take-home pay is only around three thousand yuan, which is barely enough to make ends meet.
When I joined the company, I splurged and bought a Mac Air.
I dream of achieving something great in the workplace, just like the high-achieving professionals in TV dramas.
I've been working for a year now, and I haven't even earned back the money I spent on the computer, let alone improved my skills.
He Fan, carrying his schoolbag, scanned a shared bicycle.
Under the blazing sun, I pedaled back to my small 30-square-meter rented room, swaying from side to side.
After arriving home.
He Fan opened a bucket of instant noodles and generously added a braised egg and a sausage.
I opened my phone and saw over 99 messages in the gossip group.
Colleagues... oh no, former colleagues are almost all talking about her heroic deeds.
He Fan closed the group chat, unsure of what to say.
Everyone says she's carefree on the surface, but in other groups they might be making sarcastic remarks about her.
He was spitting out mouthfuls of instant noodles.
This is a collector's edition of pickled cabbage and beef noodles made in an old-fashioned jar.
Ever since the news broke that the sauerkraut was made by stomping, supermarkets have started promotions.
He Fan bought a lot of food because it was on sale, and he still hasn't finished eating it.
Sigh, quitting your job feels great at first, but without money, you'll be in deep trouble!
Looking at the balance on my phone.
I wonder when I'll have my next deluxe instant noodle with sausage and egg!
Thinking of this, He Fan rummaged through the refrigerator and found a stack of wheat juice (beer) that was about to expire, and drank them one can after another.
As He Fan drank, he felt dizzy and nauseous.
My stomach was cramping in waves of pain.
The pain became increasingly intense, fine beads of sweat appeared on my forehead, I felt nauseous but couldn't vomit, and my eyelids grew heavier and heavier...
"Damn, could it be the legendary stomach hemorrhage?"
"I should have known better than to drink it. I still have 3000 yuan left from my recent salary!"
"God, can I have endless money in my next life?"
He Fan forced himself to concentrate on picking up his phone.
But he still couldn't control his body properly and eventually fell into a coma.
His face was covered in water streaks, it was hard to tell if they were sweat or tears.
He Fan murmured, "Mom, making money is so hard."
— "Beep beep beep, a bindable object has been detected."
— "Breaking down toxins for a host that can be bound."
—"Host's vital signs are temporarily stable. Would you like to bind?"
In his dazed state, He Fan felt that the stomach pain was no longer so obvious.
The mechanical voice startled him awake, but he was still a bit slurred from the alcohol: "Li Shi Sha Deng Xi'ang!!"
— "..."
—"The host has not explicitly refused; the system has already automatically bound the host. The system is initiating the binding process."
— "System binding in progress... System binding 1%... System binding 100%... Binding successful."
— "Congratulations, host, on binding the Godly Tycoon System! Godly Tycoon System No. 188 has been assigned and has been separated from the main system. It will be activated when the host wakes up! Enjoy your spending!"
He Fan opened his mouth but couldn't say a word.
He simply rolled over and fell asleep...