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The resignation letter was quickly written.

Wang Jian didn't have many personal belongings in the office, so he packed up quickly.

The only thing he actually took with him was a paper notebook, recording some of the knowledge he had learned at the company.

Wang Jian, carrying his resignation letter, arrived at the entrance of Baldy's office.

He knocked, but there was no response.

Through the door, he could faintly hear Baldy's excited voice: "Attack! Attack! Attack! Retreat! Retreat! Retreat! Behind! Behind! Behind! Watch out for the grenade!"

Wang Jian thought for a moment and pushed the door open directly.

Baldy hated being disturbed when he was playing games. If it were yesterday and there was something to do, he would definitely come back at another time.

But now... it didn't matter anymore.

Baldy, wearing headphones, sat in his boss's chair in a very imposing manner, right in the middle of a heated battle. When he noticed someone had come in, his expression immediately turned unpleasant.

He looked up and saw it was Wang Jian, and his face darkened even more. He casually pointed to the door: "Wait first!"

The meaning was clear: he wanted Wang Jian to stand at the door and cool off, waiting for him to finish this game and honestly reflect on his mistakes.

Then he continued to immerse himself in the battle: "Damn it, who's sneaking up on me when I'm not paying attention!"

Wang Jian didn't follow Baldy's instructions to wait. Instead, he took advantage of Baldy's inattention and quietly walked behind him to observe.

It was said that Baldy was terrible at games, but he hadn't had a chance to see it himself.

The game displayed on Baldy's screen was the most popular shooting game at the moment, "Gunfight King," produced by Tencent Games.

The weapon Baldy was using was dazzling and obviously a high-level item that required top-up. However, the muzzle flashed and spat out an entire magazine of bullets, but he didn't even graze the enemy's clothes.

Good heavens, this marksmanship was truly sunset-red level, the legendary master of body outlining.

"Pa, pa," two bullets flew from somewhere, accurately hitting the head of the character Baldy was controlling, knocking him to the ground.

Time ran out, and Baldy's side unsurprisingly lost the game.

Wang Jian also saw Baldy's stats: 3 kills, 20 deaths, 7 assists. It was more than just a disaster.

Baldy took off his headphones and slammed the table angrily: "Damn it, I'm attracting so much fire, and these noobs still couldn't win!"

Then he looked towards the door, but didn't see Wang Jian's figure.

"Where's the guy? Did he leave?" Baldy muttered to himself with a frown.

Wang Jian's voice came faintly: "I'm here."

Suddenly hearing the voice from behind him, Baldy was startled, and his heart almost jumped out of his chest.

"Are you sick! I told you to wait at the door, and you ran behind me!"

Then he thought about it carefully. Crap, didn't that mean all of his stats just now were seen by this kid?

Wang Jian obediently came to the opposite side of the table.

Baldy calmed down, pointed at his nose, and said sternly: "What's with this attitude? No leave! Unexcused absence! Disrespectful to the boss! Do you even want to keep working?! I'm telling you, this month's full attendance bonus and evaluation are all deducted!"

His tone was fierce, and spittle flew everywhere, enough to show the extent of his anger at this moment.

Wang Jian nodded with a sincere expression: "Well, I don't want to work here anymore."

"What?" Baldy was about to continue his tirade, but he suddenly choked and looked surprised.

He suddenly remembered a sentence: Don't scold young people loudly, they will resign immediately, but you can scold those middle-aged people to death, especially those with houses, cars, and children.

Heaven have mercy, he just wanted to敲打敲打 Wang Jian, not to force Wang Jian to resign!

It wasn't yet the recruitment season, and suddenly losing someone would make it difficult to find a replacement! Especially this kind of graduate who worked hard and didn't even want overtime pay!

Baldy calculated in his mind, and hurriedly squeezed out a fake smile on his face: "Little Jian, don't be impulsive. Everyone makes mistakes sometimes, and I think it's understandable to be late once in a while..."

Wang Jian watched Baldy's expression change and found it very interesting: "It's not related to that. I'm planning to start my own business."

"What?" Baldy was thinking about his lines and choked again.

This time, even the way he looked at Wang Jian was different, looking him up and down as if he was seeing him for the first time.

Suddenly, a thought popped into his head and he asked: "Are you a rich second generation here to experience life? Or do you have connections at home?"

－_－b: "No."

(☆▽☆): "Won the 5 million lottery?"

∑(￣□￣*|||: "No..."

(￣m￣): "You've been taken care of by a rich woman?"

(╯‵□′)╯: "I'm not! I didn't! Don't talk nonsense!"

Baldy returned to his imposing sitting position, lit a cigarette, and sneered: "Hehe, you scared me."

He exhaled a long puff of smoke, tapped the cigarette twice on the ashtray, and said sarcastically: "Don't have such unrealistic ideas all day long. I won't deduct your full attendance this time, so just work honestly. I won't approve your resignation letter."

These young people haven't worked enough overtime, that's why they have the energy to dream.

Wang Jian shook his head and secretly glanced at the taskbar, his face troubled.

This line was too embarrassing, he couldn't bring himself to say it.

In the office not far away, a lady in high heels picked up a stack of documents and walked towards Baldy's office.

Wang Jian put the resignation letter on the table and gently slapped it.

He lowered his head and whispered: "I'm firing you."

Baldy's attention had returned to the screen, and he waved impatiently to drive him away: "Didn't I tell you to take it away?"

He glanced at the taskbar, and it didn't show as completed, so it seemed this didn't count.

Wang Jian sighed, slapped the table "啪", and raised his voice: "I'm firing you."

"Huh?" Baldy was about to put on his headphones, but he heard this sentence and suspected that there was something wrong with his hearing. "What did you say?"

The task still didn't show as completed.

[Task Requirement: In front of Baldy, slam the resignation letter hard on the table and loudly say "I'm firing you!"]

It seemed he could only use his real skills.

The high heels had already arrived at the door, holding a stack of documents, and gently knocked on the door: "Boss, may I come in?"

Wang Jian took a deep breath.

So, when the high heels pushed open the door, she saw a scene that she would never forget in her life.

The small office was divided into two areas by the boss's desk.

On one side stood a silent and thin young man, and on the other side sat a shiny bald head, the two forming an invisible confrontation.

The young man raised his head, his eyes firm, and suddenly slammed the table with a heavy blow, even the cigarette butts in the ashtray jumped up!

He gathered his energy in his dantian and shouted in a powerful voice: "I'm firing you!"

The sound was so loud that even the people in the farthest office area could hear it!

The high heels covered her mouth in surprise, forgetting the documents in her hand. The documents fell from her hand, flying in all directions.

At the door of the office, two rows of heads appeared at some unknown time.

"You!" Baldy was so angry that his face turned red, and his fingers trembled as he pointed at Wang Jian: "It's not you firing me, it's me firing you!"

The task completion prompt had already appeared, but the current situation didn't seem suitable for checking.

Wang Jian glanced at the two rows of heads at the door, and black lines appeared on his head.

He had clearly planned to leave quietly, but such an embarrassing scene was seen by everyone.

Some people showed insidious smiles of "you've got the guts" and secretly gave him a thumbs up.

Others waved their handkerchiefs at him with tears in their eyes, colleagues he had gotten along with well in the past year.

He nodded slightly apologetically to Baldy, and Wang Jian strode out of the office.

Behind him, he could hear the ashtray being slammed fiercely on the ground, and Baldy's angry roar of "Ah~" where he couldn't vent his anger.

What kind of reward would be exchanged for sacrificing integrity? It must be worth his efforts...