It's five: forty-five in the afternoon.

Guo Zi'an is making final adjustments to the game player's map. The mouse clicks and the keyboard clicks, but all he thinks about is what to eat tonight.

The outsourcing company is busy with work, but the salary is not bad.

I just paid my salary today and it happened to have a generous meal.

Coconut chicken can replenish the body with a mouthful of soup, the spicy and delicious grilled fish drools when you think of it, the sushi boat looks satisfying, and there is a seafood buffet, which he can eat as much as he wants. Even light meals and Chinese meals can be ordered as takeaways, so there is no need to go out to eat.

It seems that he hasn't eaten barbecue in a while.

The thinly sliced ​​pork belly is placed on the hot roasting pan, the red and white color gradually becomes attractive caramel color, sizzling, and the meat is fragrant. Wrap the roasted pork belly with hot and sour crispy kimchi and dip it in a special barbecue sauce. The hot and sour kimchi neutralizes the greasy taste of fatty meat, which is unexpectedly matched. Let's have another glass of Happy Fat House Water, which is really the ultimate enjoyment of life.

Thinking of the complex and full taste, Guo Zi'an moved faster.

The barbecue takes a long time and it is extremely difficult to wait for a seat. If you can go there earlier, you may miss the line for an hour and eat the barbecue an hour earlier.

It is said that people die for money and birds die for food. Guo Zi'an is different, he is a super foodie.

Guo Zi'an can have nothing, except that he can't eat food all day, which will make him feel that the time of this day is wasted.

There is an old saying in Guangdong, except airplanes flying in the sky, tables with four legs, and submarines swimming in the sea. Cantonese eat everything.

Guo Zian happens to be a Cantonese. He has a good appetite since he was a child and likes to eat everything.

However, Guo Zi'an is a good citizen who obeys the law. He has never touched those game and mountain treasures to protect animals.

Of course, Fujianese have never eaten it either.

It's five forty-seven.

The door of the office was opened.

Guo Zian felt uneasy when he noticed that the boss came out of the office. He pretended not to care and continued to do the work he was about to finish.

The boss walked around in the small studio, and finally stopped beside Guo Zi'an.

Guo Zi'an realized that the boss was looking at the pictures on his screen.

He felt that tonight's barbecue was gone.

After a while, the boss asked: "Zi'an, is the picture of this magic primitive tribe almost ready?"

The boss was also a design background. Although the picture is average, there is no way to hide it.

"Yeah." Guo Zi'an replied unhappily.

Everyone in the company knows that Guo Zian is not talkative, and the boss doesn't care about Guo Zian's topic terminator.

The boss continued, "Zi'an, as you know, the market has not been very prosperous recently. The company has a high cost and it is not easy to raise so many people. I have a project here that is relatively rushed, and the customer is very eager. Urgent. In this way, Zi'an will work harder. I will rush out a draft with you tonight, and I will show it to the customers tomorrow. The company’s benefits are good, and everyone can get more of the year-end awards. Are you right?"

Guo Zi'an did not respond.

The boss often does this, always adding work to him when he is off work.

In fact, Guo Zi'an is almost getting used to it.

Guo Zian's first job had five social insurances, one housing fund, and two days off. The only downside is that every Wednesday and Thursday, which is the day when the big boss inspects, must work overtime. At that time Guo Zi'an naively thought that such a company extremely oppresses its employees and destroys humanity. But he didn't want this to become his job with the least overtime.

When looking for a second job, two-day work is very rare in the market. Most two-day work requires a little luck and relationship.

Guo Zian barely managed to find a job for a week. Do five rests for the big week and two rests for the small week. Do six rests and one for the small week. Occasionally working overtime on projects, occasional team building activities, after all, is still a lot busy, and there is no personal time.

At that time, Guo Zian had already faintly sensed a certain trend in society. He wanted to grind his teeth and hold on, grind his painterly, save some money before leaving. I don't think this company has survived, and it went bankrupt within half a year of joining the company.

The third job coincided with the collapse of the industry and policy changes. At this time, it was even more difficult. Guo Zian could only find a single-off job, and his salary was also suppressed a lot. It was so difficult, and the company forced them to work overtime.

For the fourth job, Guo Zian compromised and found a job close to renting a house with less money. As a result, I ran into a superb boss. The boss’s painting level is not high. He is also a part-time worker but always targets him. He deliberately asks him to revise the drawings over and over again. He insists on forcing him to work overtime. He also puts on his shoes in front of the boss, saying that he can’t paint well. I have to work overtime.

It's no wonder that such a company that is okay in all aspects, but this position has to be replaced by an employee within three months. It turns out that there is a top quality company here.

Guo Zi'an couldn't stand it, so he quit again.

Now that this job matches the boss, the boss will certainly not stupidly delay his working hours.

Before entering the job, the boss is a good talker. Guo Zi'an also asked about overtime work several times and determined that he would not work overtime unless necessary, so he came to this dilapidated house and did not even sign the contract. He transfers his salary to WeChat every month. Small studio.

But he didn't want the smiling tiger to be more terrifying than the cold face. Guo Zi'an listened to the soft words of the boss, selling tragic complaints, and unexpectedly added two months of work. And since I started working, I have almost never stopped working overtime.

The promised single rest became a half-day rest, or even no rest. Every weekend the boss always needs his help to deal with urgent matters.

Guo Zi'an knows that in the current economic downturn, it is not easy to find a job. Especially after the epidemic, many small and medium-sized companies closed down in society, making it even more difficult to find a job. In order to earn money for food, Guo Zian is willing to work overtime most of the time.

But not today, he wants to eat barbecue.

Guo Zi'an raised his head and said calmly: "Since the boss can understand my hard get off work, I will get off work on time, go straight back to rest, and draw the first draft tomorrow. I believe that the boss, you are such a good person, and you will be able to understand me."

The boss didn't expect that Guo Zi'an, who has always been talkative, would refuse, and even said so much, he was slightly stunned.

"No, Zi'an. This project is really in a hurry."

In the same way, Guo Zian has really listened to it too many times. What's more, the boss is not so anxious.

The studio does have urgent items. Naturally, the sooner the project is completed by the studio, the better, but there are also some projects that have more time. However, whether it is urgent or not, it will become an urgent matter in the boss's mouth.

"And everyone is working overtime. You leave early, this, this is not so good." The boss was still persuading, with a hypocritical smile on his face.

"Yes. Zi'an, the company gives you this opportunity to trust you. It is for your good to let you work overtime. You can't just think about working overtime, you have to think that you can get tempered from overtime." The male colleague said dumbfounded. "The boss is just for your good. The boss has enough social experience. We can learn more from the boss before we can become the big boss."

"Yeah, yeah. Zi'an, you will be idle when you go back. It's better to stay in the company and continue to improve yourself." The female colleagues were jealous, thinking that she hadn't been able to get off work, so Guo Zi'an wanted to leave.

The middle-aged uncle who is in charge of negotiating running business took a thermos cup and said earnestly: "Zi'an, you guys rush to draft and work on projects together. After all, people are group animals, and it's hard to support a single tree. Uncle, I know that Zi'an is good for you, but a team We should help each other so that we can get along more harmoniously and happily, right?"

In the small studio, colleagues rushed to persuade.

Guo Zi'an thought that he didn't need to work overtime today, and he didn't order too much takeaway at noon. After such a trouble, he was hungry and his temper suddenly came up.

Thinking of the sizzling kimchi-rolled barbecue going away from him, Guo Zian felt that it was nothing more than murder.

There was a bang.

Guo Zian slammed a fist on the table in front of him, and the synthetic board, which was not very strong, was punctured forcibly.

When the boss colleagues saw the hole on the table, they almost got out of their bodies in shock.

No one would have thought that Guo Zi'an, a man who looked at the gentle and handsome, had such strength.

Guo Zi'an looked at the boss, his calm eyes made the boss tremble abruptly.

How dare the boss and Guo Zian look at each other, for fear that Guo Zian would beat himself, back again and again.

He is just an ordinary person, but he can't stand Guo Zi'an's fist.

Guo Zi'an still clenched his fists and did not take a step forward. His tone was as calm as before. "The customer is so anxious that he can't wait for so long? Is it possible that the company is going to close down?"

Under Guo Zian's gaze, the boss shook his head tremblingly.

"They work overtime because they haven't finished things. I have finished all my things. Why do I have to work overtime?"

"How did you tell me when I joined the job?"

"You said." Guo Zian paused, his eyes narrowed slightly, "Company, Secretary, Foundation, Ben, No, Overtime, Work."

"The results of it?"

"How many days does the company do not work overtime?"

How dare the boss speak, shaking his head again and again. No one knows what it means specifically.

Guo Zi'an ignored the boss and turned to look at the male colleague, "Good for me? Improve exercise? Okay. Then you exercise hard, but don't ask for salary. Didn't you just say that the company's salary is low last week? Yours The browser also has the browsing history of the recruitment website, let the boss see how you think about the company, and just switch jobs to reduce the burden on the company."

The male colleague did not expect the fire to burn him. Meeting the boss's eyes, he heard the word money, and the boss's eyes grew meaningful.

Guo Zi'an looked at the female colleague, "I am idle when I am idle? Persuade me to improve myself? Why don't you improve yourself."

The female colleague did not expect Guo Zian to be so lacking in manners, and actually care about her with a woman.

"For this project, the company will release one picture within three days. I will release one picture in two days and finish it early. Don't I even have the right to leave work normally?" Guo Zi'an finally had a faint sneer on his face, "It's you, going to work." Either eating, drinking, dressing or going to the bathroom. A picture has not been produced for five days. Shouldn't I work overtime?"

The female colleague was choked.

Guo Zian turned his gaze to the middle-aged uncle, "What does it mean to rush the manuscript with me? Is that together? You haven't finished it. You grind and do that work. I'm working on a new project by myself. You still want to share a share from me. Credit?"

"Uncle, you and I are also considered as a team. Let me be a little bit better." Guo Zi'an opened his eyes slightly, and there was a hint of danger in his eyes.

The middle-aged uncle hurriedly lowered his head to pretend to drink water, not daring to look directly at Guo Zian.

Guo Zian once again turned his attention to the boss, "I, now, want, resign, job!"

Two months.

To be more precise, after two years and nine months, Guo Zian finally let go of himself.

He decided to start a new life.

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