Song Tan's Notes

Chapter 2 2. Hello, takeaway!
Eye to eye!
It's really fun to brush short videos!
It turned out that his original life was so interesting!
Song Tan also wants to play!

This world is very interesting. If you can always be so happy, you won't cultivate immortals... No, it's okay to cultivate immortals later.

Anyway, there is no spiritual energy around now, and it is not worthwhile to practice with half the effort.

Song Tan, a cultivator, savoured his decision in his heart, and felt that this was not some kind of "procrastination" that he often heard in memory, but a mysterious sixth sense of comprehension.

In short, she calculated, 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! The PPT I asked you to make last night! Why hasn't it been sent to me all morning?!"

Song Tan: ...

What is PPT?
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 the car suffered a series of car accidents as soon as it got on the Ninghai Bridge.

"Also, why didn't you come to work this morning! 500 deductions per day for absenteeism! If you don't show up before 2 pm, the deduction will be doubled! Next time, you will be fired directly!"

How much is her monthly salary? !
Song Tan recalled the endless overtime tasks of the company in the past, and the desire surging in the depths of his heart became more and more eager to move——

[I want to go back to my hometown]

[I want to be with my parents and brother]

[I do not feel like working]

This thought was so strong that Song Tan made a decision in an instant.

"Sorry, boss, I was in a car accident this morning, and I'm in the hospital right now, I'll be there in a—later."

……

Ning Province is just an ordinary provincial capital city. It is always on the road of infrastructure construction, and it is disgraced.

The Ninghai Bridge is a newly built viaduct that runs through the north and south, saving tolls. It costs 55 yuan to take a taxi from the place where Song Tan rents.

Usually, she doesn't take a taxi, but early in the morning, the boss said that the PPT was in a hurry.

Who knew there was a car accident...

This time, when I went out, the tattered mobile phone was obviously still usable. Song Tan was a little rusty and tried scanning the code, so he took a taxi without saying a word and went to the Ninghai Bridge.

More than half an hour later, she came to the downstairs of the company - don't think about it, it's not a big company, Song Tan is an ordinary graduate of the second book, or from the countryside, and big companies can't get in at all.

Today, the company rents the third floor of the building and does various outsourcing work.

She majored in finance majoring in Wanjinyou, and she didn't have to choose at that time, just apply to any school that can apply for it.

After graduation, I was confused and listened to HR (I later learned that it was an ordinary employee) to draw cakes, and then I was recruited by this company.

Now that he has been beaten by society, he is an all-round 007 player who is also a planning, operation, post-production, editing, publicity and universal tinkerer.

Seven days a week, 24 hours a day, as long as there is a task, I have to crawl when I take medicine during the holidays.

The internship period is 5000, and the monthly salary is 7500. Sounds pretty good, right?

However, the provincial capital has not seen much development, and the housing price has developed, with an average price of 1000.The house that Song Tan rents, even if it is a small [-]-square-meter apartment separated from the old residential area and wandering on the edge of illegality, will cost close to [-] yuan a month.

Transportation, food, daily necessities...the rest are all saved up.

After paying, Song Tan was still sighing: "There are more than 6 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, and a young girl in the colleague reached out to her:

"Tan Tan, why didn't you come in the 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 the tinfoil box in front of her. The aroma of the food mixed with the turbid air, making her uncomfortable.

"I had a car accident this morning and I just got out of the hospital."

Huo Xueying took out a fried egg from the box:

"Ah—open mouth, please eat!"

"The hospital must be in good condition when he was discharged from the hospital. You can tell me later - let's talk about whether Wang Papi asked you to come back to work overtime? Bah! This bastard, eat eggs to make up for it!"

Song Tan's stomach also grunted very cooperatively.

Although this action was a little more intimate, Huo Xueying seemed to be her good friend. She hesitated a little, then opened her mouth and took a bite.

With the light closing of the teeth, in an instant, a strange smell rolled in the mouth - the burnt aroma of eggs, the impurities of food, the richness of oil, but it was also mixed with an indescribable nausea, which instantly attracted Stomach cramps and stomach starts to roll.

Just this meal?Not to mention improving her cultivation level, her body will be filled with impurities after eating for a long time. She will not talk about golden elixir in her life. Whether she can build a foundation is another matter!
Song Tan endured and endured, and then swallowed the small bite of the egg.

Huo Xueying was still waiting to feed her a second bite. The little girl lived frugally every day, she was well-behaved and pitiful, and she felt distressed as a friend.

However, Song Tan shook his head: "I don't eat it, it tastes weird." It was unpalatable.

Huo Xueying took back the egg without hesitation, opened her mouth and bit off more than half: "What's wrong! It's 25 yuan a piece!"

"But it's true, it's not as good as the food at home. According to my mother's words, the take-out has no taste of vegetables, it's all made of thick soy sauce and vinegar."

Song Tan touched her stomach, but she was actually hungry too.

From last night to this morning, she hadn't eaten, but now she realizes 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... let me 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.

This kind of general food source 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 half of it yesterday, and you look at the computer again?"

Song Tan walked to his narrow lattice work station, slowly turned on the computer, opened the semi-finished products on the desktop, pictures, text, formats——

I read it carefully and carefully.

But...what about the rest?What's left to do?
Open other folders - sure enough, one, one, all, no, yes!

Song · Cultivator · Tan stabilized the old dog, motionless like a mountain.

No, it won't, anyway, two lives have been hard enough, this time, she will not be a migrant worker.

At this moment, there was a loud shout at the door of the company: "Hello, takeaway!"

(End of this chapter)