"Notice that I personally delivered it, you also signed the receipt, and I brought back your personal items. Your salary will be deposited into your card... You don't need to go to the company anymore!" My former boss almond-shaped eyes wide open angrily slapped a piece of paper on the shoe cabinet, kicked a cardboard box on the ground, and stormed out.
- I was fired by the company. In order to prevent me from causing trouble, she even condescended to come to my place in person to handle the procedures for me.
I worked as a project manager in this consulting company right after graduating from college. I was fired by this newly arrived executive director, a little yellow-haired girl who had been here for just over two months!
I had a solid work attitude, and all the projects I was responsible for were executed well. It was just because the person in charge of the new project I just took over was not familiar with the business, which led to errors in their data usage, and they blamed me for it. In fact, this kind of problem is easy to resolve. As long as the director and the leader of the other party check the original files I sent, they will know where the problem lies.
But this "sea turtle" who is not yet 30 years old is as rough as a menopausal shrew. She didn't listen to my explanation, didn't investigate, and directly had the personnel issue the dismissal procedures.
The boss went abroad and couldn't come back due to the epidemic. The new director became the company's biggest "king." This woman, who is beautiful but extremely self-willed, decided that if there was a problem with the project, the project manager should take the blame. I became the sacrificial lamb for her first fire as the new boss.
It's not that I can't survive without this company, but our industry is relatively niche. There are only a dozen or so companies in the entire "river city," and I am an old-timer in this industry. The reputation of being "dismissed" may force me to change careers. Moreover, the shadow of the epidemic looms, and I just signed for a house, and my wallet is basically empty after paying the down payment!
I hate this White Bone Demon so much, it's too damn bullying!
I opened a job recruitment website, I didn't plan ahead before, now I can only make a last-ditch effort.
Just opened my phone, but was startled by a message sent by the property management group: "Notice from the Office of the Leading Group for the Disposal of the New Coronavirus Infection Pneumonia Epidemic in river city City, from now on, the entire community will be under full closure management, vehicles and personnel are strictly prohibited from entering or leaving unless necessary for epidemic prevention and control... I also ask all residents to work together for prevention and control, understand and tolerate, for the sake of your own and your family's health, stay at home, do not go out, and avoid cross-infection."
Immediately after that, the same information was sent by the city, district, street, and neighborhood committee in quick succession.
I threw my phone, what a useless job!
If it's going to rain, and my mother is going to get married, I'd better wash away the bad luck first!
Just took off my clothes and hadn't even entered the bathroom when there was a knock on the door. It must be the property management notifying residents of home quarantine. I wrapped a towel around me and went to open the door. As soon as I opened it, there was a scream from outside: "Oh my—pervert, hooligan!"
Then a handbag was thrown over.
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How did I become a hooligan, how did I become perverted?
I live alone, what's wrong with being naked in my own home? Besides, I have a big towel wrapped around me! I picked up the bag on the floor and threw it back, then slammed the door shut. The person who came is the White Bone Demon, isn't she sick? She opened my door and came to my house to scold me!
I thought she had left, just as I entered the bathroom, the door was slammed with a "bang" sound.
"You're the one who's sick!" I impatiently opened the door.
It was still White Bone Demon, before I could close the door, she stuck her foot in: "The neighborhood is sealed off, I can't leave!"
Can't you just leave me alone? I really want to push her out. But in reality, she's given me a pitiful look and is already at the door. Not knowing how long it'll take, she has to stay with me in this same roof for today, no, maybe even in the future. She stretched one foot wearing high heels into my room, and if I shut the door firmly, she might get hurt. Then before I could think of a response, she just squeezed her whole delicate body into mine without hesitation.
Have you ever seen such an unreasonable and overbearing person?
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