A True Man Stands Between Heaven and Earth, How Can He Work Overtime Every Day!

Parallel world.

A downtown office building in Binhai City.

Inside a company called Dingsheng Technology Co., Ltd.

Lin Yuan, his eyes bloodshot, finished the final brand promotional advertisement.

He picked up a cup of goji berries he had brewed on his desk and leaned back with a sigh of relief.

"Finally done."

Including today, he had been working overtime for a whole month straight.

Back when he was still in college, he used to curse online when he saw internet mogul Ma Jun say that "996" was a blessing.

But now, looking at himself, working thirty consecutive days without a break, waking up earlier than a chicken and sleeping later than a dog, and prematurely brewing goji berries at such a young age.

It was even worse than 996!

He could only blame his youthful ignorance for misunderstanding Old Ma. Now that he had been beaten down by society, he finally understood Old Ma's words. It turned out that 996 was truly a blessing.

His mother also told him to bring a girlfriend home this year.

A girlfriend? Heh.

Staying in this company all year round, with endless work every day, even if he were as handsome as Zun Long, it would be useless.

However, he was indeed handsome. Some girls in the company had proactively approached him, but as soon as they heard he was from the countryside and from a single-parent family, they backed off.

He really missed his university days. People who had struggled in society for a few years were ultimately not as charming.

But he didn't really care. Women only slow down my "Hasa Ge" speed.

If his mother pressured him too much in the future, he could just get a dog, raise a litter of fat puppies, and take them back to his mother.

After all, what he took back was just a matter of bringing something back. Puppies were sensible, well-behaved, and loyal.

It would save him the trouble of having a rebellious son in the future who might anger his parents to death.

People should be happy and not engage in mental self-consumption. Taking a step back opens up a wider world.

After finishing the last sip of goji berry water, Lin Yuan checked his watch. It was 8:05.

He could go back early today, play a few games with his buddies, take a shower, and have a late-night snack. It would be awesome.

Lin Yuan quickly packed his things.

It was just a set of keys, a pair of Bluetooth earphones, a charger, and his portable figurine—Joseph Joestar.

Joseph Joestar was his favorite character from JoJo's Bizarre Adventure. He was humorous, wise, and optimistic.

Looking at him every day provided him with some spiritual comfort during his grueling overtime days.

"Let's go, let's go. This damn place, breathing another second here is just shortening my lifespan."

Lin Yuan left his workstation, walking briskly towards the exit, humming a tune.

But before he got halfway, he was blocked by a middle-aged man in a suit.

The man had a puffy face, was short and slightly overweight, wore gold-rimmed glasses, had his hair parted in a three-seven split, and looked at Lin Yuan with a sly expression.

This was Xu Guanqing, the supervisor of Lin Yuan's department. He was nicknamed Xu the Skinflayer. He had been transferred here two years ago, rumored to be a distant relative of the company's vice president.

"Where are you rushing off to, you brat?" Xu Guanqing said sarcastically.

Lin Yuan, who was 1.82 meters tall, lowered his eyes and glanced at Xu Guanqing, who barely reached his chest.

He said, "Going home, supervisor. It's the end of the workday."

Xu Guanqing raised an eyebrow and said, "End of the workday? Are you done with your work?"

"Yes, I'm done. Didn't I send the company's brand promotional video to your email?"

"Sent to my email?"

"Yes. I also sent you five or six messages on Feixin reminding you to check it."

If you don't check it, what's it to me.

Lin Yuan looked annoyed, his peripheral vision flicking to his watch.

8:15! Damn it, this idiot is delaying my precious few minutes of leaving time. I could have rented a shared bike with this time.

Xu Guanqing's eyes darted around. He had been watching beautiful women's livestreams all afternoon and hadn't noticed Lin Yuan's messages.

But that didn't matter. What mattered most was this kid's attitude.

Xu Guanqing's expression instantly turned serious. He pointed at Lin Yuan's nose and sternly said:

"Is work ever truly finished? Do you think you're done just because you completed the brand promotional video? The entire company still has a lot of work to do. Look at your colleagues, which one of them has left work? It's not even 9 o'clock yet, and you're packing up to leave. Have you considered the impact your actions have on the company's positive corporate culture?"

Everyone at their workstations pricked up their ears upon seeing this scene.

"Xu the Skinflayer is throwing a tantrum again."

"Lin Yuan is going to be unlucky now."

"Let's wait and watch the show."

Lin Yuan stood there in silence, which made Xu Guanqing feel a little smug. He enjoyed this feeling of being superior and reprimanding others.

Especially when he recently watched Douyin videos talking about how the post-90s and post-00s generations were "rectifying the workplace," he just scoffed.

Rectifying the workplace? Ridiculous! They'd learn who rectifies whom after a couple of beatings.

However, discipline was one thing. After giving a slap, you had to offer a sweet date, otherwise, how could you get these young people to work as hard as indentured laborers?

The art of managing subordinates lies in a combination of firmness and gentleness. Xu Guanqing deeply agreed.

Seeing that the time was right, his expression gradually softened.

Xu Guanqing raised his hand, patted Lin Yuan's shoulder, and said earnestly, "Lin Yuan, you're still young. You need to know that you must take the initiative to learn and master more skills to better survive in this society. If you suffer more when you're young, you'll be able to enjoy life when you're old."

"Look outside, the competitive pressure is so high, and people are unemployed everywhere. The last time, a postgraduate from a 985 university came for an interview here and was rejected. You need to cherish this opportunity. The company giving you this job is a grace, you need to be grateful, have a sense of mission, and don't just treat work as a job; you must see it as your lifelong career."

"Okay, thank you for your guidance, Supervisor."

Hearing this, Xu Guanqing smiled with relief.

"Then, can I get off work now?"

Xu Guanqing's smile froze abruptly, as if he had heard something incredible.

"What did you say?"

"I said, can... I... get... off... work... now!" Lin Yuan said, enunciating each word.

Who was he kidding? Lin Yuan looked at him as if he were an idiot.

Xu Guanqing instantly became furious!

"It seems you didn't understand what I said. Since you have no awareness, you don't get to rest during the Mid-Autumn Festival either. The company has a project that needs two people to stay behind, so you'll be working overtime."

"What did you say? I didn't hear you clearly?" Lin Yuan casually asked, picking at his ear.

"I said you're staying to work overtime during the Mid-Autumn Festival!!!" Xu Guanqing yelled, leaning close to Lin Yuan's face.

"Slap!!!"

With a crisp sound of a slap, everyone who was gossiping at their workstations froze, looking at the scene in disbelief.

Xu Guanqing's gold-rimmed glasses flew off instantly, and he was pushed slightly off balance, stunned in place.

"Why the hell are you leaning so close? Do you know you're spitting on me?"

"Lin Yuan, you..."

Before he could finish speaking, another slap landed.

"What do you mean 'you,' you idiot, what kind of trash are you?"

After speaking, he shoved him hard, nearly making him fall flat on his face.

Lin Yuan walked towards the door without looking back, leaving the company.

He waved his hand and left, not taking a single cloud with him, leaving behind a group of stunned people.

That evening, the gossip chat group for Dingsheng Company employees exploded.

"Did everyone hear? Lin Yuan from the Marketing Department hit their supervisor, Xu Guanqing, two slaps, pa-pa."

"Holy crap, is that true? That's so brave."

"Seeing is believing. I'm from the Marketing Department, and it was so intense on the scene."

A person with a Luffy avatar then sent several pictures, perfectly capturing the moment Lin Yuan slapped him.

"Damn, that slap was so cool."

"So fierce."

"A real man! Ahhh, my passionate youth seems to have returned."

"That Xu the Skinflayer should have been beaten long ago, damn it, I just wish it was me who did it."

"Heh."

"Heh."

"Heh x 21"

"You wouldn't dare, you just talk big."

"Oh right, isn't Lin Yuan in the group?"

"@Lin Yuan."

"@Lin Yuan."

"Handsome Lin, come out and chat."

After pinging him multiple times, a message popped up in the group: Lin Yuan has left the group chat.