Qiao Jie's Strange Journey Through Time

My name was Qiao Jie. I was twenty-seven years old, unmarried, and lived in the dormitory of Longmen Company in Yan Country. I worked at Fengchi Logistics. Every day, I had to work overtime until nine at night before I could go home. I didn't smoke, and I only drank in moderation. I went to bed at eleven every night, but I always ended up scrolling on my phone until the early hours before I'd finally go to sleep.

Before bed, I always put in two drops of eye drops, then couldn't help reading novels for another half an hour. Even after getting into bed, I might still lie awake, then go to work with dark circles under my eyes. The doctor said I could drop dead at any moment.

And then...

Qiao Jie rubbed his bleary eyes, but, unexpectedly, they didn't feel dry like they usually did when he woke up. The last thing he remembered was the warehouse at his company, where a mountain of goods had toppled over like a tidal wave...

"Did I die? Well, I hope I did. Otherwise, I can't afford to pay for all that stuff." Qiao Jie pinched himself hard, and a wave of pain followed. He couldn't help feeling miserable.

"Oh no, I didn't die! I'm going to go bankrupt!"

A wail rose in his heart, but then Qiao Jie suddenly felt that something was off. Only then did he notice all the garbage around him.

"Fengchi Logistics is a big company, at least. They wouldn't dump my corpse in a garbage dump, would they?" Qiao Jie got up from the ground in a daze, feeling that there was something very strange about his surroundings. Then a voice suddenly rang out from not far away—

"Hey, you, the new guy over