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Chapter 22: A Model of Man-Made Death

"Su San, you want to retreat now, but I don't know if it's too late." Si Chun looked at Su San with an unclear smile.

Su San naturally didn't understand what he meant, but she was sure that Si Chun was not a good person either.

Maybe Si Chun and Suo Pei are the same as each other. They are in the same company. They may or may not be very good friends.

Su San returned to her desk and started typing her resignation letter.

She is just a temporary worker in the virtual tribe. If she wants to leave, no one can stop her.

"Su San, are you sure you want to type this resignation letter?" Si Chun asked quietly from behind her.

Su San didn't even raise his head and continued what he was doing.

"If you resign, you won't be able to get last month's salary." Hearing Si Chun's words, Su San paused in typing.

Yes, she hasn't received last month's salary yet. How could she forget this important matter? She is financially strapped, and only by receiving her salary can she pay the rent owed on credit for the previous three months.

"Now that you are transferred to work in my office, your salary is three times that of before. Think about it. If you go to work somewhere else, it will take you a year of work to earn as much as your monthly salary. With your qualifications and your experience in school,

With your appearance, is it possible for you to get such a high salary?"

Si Chun's words hit Su San's pain point. She really didn't want to give up this high salary. But if she continued to stay here, she might be played by these two men.

She cannot sell herself for money, but she must at least get last month's salary before leaving.

It's better to hand in this resignation letter later, and it won't be too late to leave after she gets her salary. But she can't let Si Chun, the fox, know what she thinks.

"What the president is saying is, where can I find such a good job? I have decided not to resign and will continue to work here." Su Sanmei rolled her eyes and nodded to Si Chun behind her.

After a long time, Si Chun hummed softly, and Su San breathed a sigh of relief before returning to work.

Wages will be paid on the 15th. Within these two days, she will be free soon.

Thinking of this, she felt a little more relaxed. But when she thought about what happened in the morning, she still had lingering fears. She didn't know if she could survive the next few days safely. If not, how would she survive?

People die for money, and Su San is a typical example.

The strange thing is that she was thinking about something all day long, and Si Chun didn't deliberately make things difficult for her, nor did he ask her to do anything else.

In the quiet office, you could occasionally hear her sighs, and Si Chun's sharp eyes from time to time. Su San pretended not to notice, joking, since she would leave in a few days anyway, so it would be weird to ignore him.

As soon as it was time to get off work, Su San picked up her handbag and prepared to leave.

As she passed by the secretary's desk, she was inevitably stared at by a bunch of women. Like a mouse that couldn't see the light, she cowered, covered her face with her handbag, and headed for the elevator.

The phone rang, Su San pressed the answer button, and Xiaomi's energetic voice came from the phone: "It's me. I wanted to call you a long time ago, but the woman in the company kept tabs on me, and I didn't even know it.

How did they know that you and I are good friends, and now I have been harmed by you... By the way, I want to tell you that it is best not to get off work now. All the women are waiting in front of the company, waiting for you to fall into the trap.

. Even the parking lot is full of people, so you can take care of yourself, that's all."

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