Several other colleagues also smiled and said they would cooperate.
Hearing this, Huang Zhengdao's expression relaxed for a moment, but the stupid new colleague he had plained about last night appeared in front of him triumphantly, and his relaxed mood suddenly dropped again.
9:23pm
"It's impossible...it's impossible..." Huang Zheng-do worked an extra day of overtime to plete the task. He felt like a fish out of water and was exhausted.
As he walked down the street, no passerby dared to look into his bloodshot eyes. He looked so depressed that even the old man gave up his seat on the bus.
After returning to Japan, Hwang Jeong-do received a message from his leader.
Dog Leader #2: Xiao Fan, I have a meeting at the office tomorrow Thursday afternoon. By 10am tomorrow morning, you will be able to perform a statistical analysis of trading volumes from the beginning of the year to date. You should write me a report [Bao Fist].
After reading the news, Hwang Jeong-do fell silent. Looking at the four walls of his family, he couldn't help but shed two hot tears.
Thank you very much for your temporary additional work!
Thank you for letting me know that tomorrow is only Thursday! It depends!
Hwang Jeong-do punched and kicked in the air, but his foot hit the leg of the table. He screamed in pain and rolled into the house.
1:30am.
"It really doesn't work anymore, it really doesn't work anymore..." Huang Zhengdao felt that he was about to ascend to the immortal world. He worked all night at home finishing a report, then crawled into the bathroom and crawled out of the bathroom.
I won't do laundry tonight. I think I'll pile it up in the laundry basket like post until the end of the week...I'll take it out and wash it until the basket is full.
Huang Zheng-do fell onto the bed, his eyelids ached and trembling, and he gradually lost consciousness, muttering, "Please... let me finish tonight, let me sleep like this..."
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