I was shocked that I had worked diligently for two days!

Some friends must be wondering, why is this grandson updating so late these two days? Is it possible that he is weak after an outburst?

Let me say something here.

It is impossible to be empty.

As the little prince who is resilient, I am undoubtedly very resilient.

As for the late update, it's really not my problem.

The main reason was that the supervisor went crazy.

As everyone knows, a while ago, because of the outrageous actions of my wise colleague.

Let the leader parachute in a supervisor.

At first I thought this guy was also a fish king and we could all live in peace.

Maybe the four of us can form the Four Heavenly Kings of Slacking Off.

As a result, he was able to dominate the company and was invincible.

But, these past two days I realized that I was immature.

Anyone who can be a supervisor must be a man of extraordinary talent.

And this supervisor is also a rare talent.

Compared to my two wise colleagues, this supervisor was much more normal.

Although he doesn't do anything fancy, he has some bad habits.

A grown man actually has obsessive-compulsive disorder!

I am so forgetful and always get stuck in a rut! It just so happens that I have a small task of organizing pictures these two days.

It only takes a few simple steps to complete.

This kind of work is so simple that you can find a friend to do it and it can be done in less than half a day.

However, this guy moved a chair and sat next to me, and worked with me for two days without finishing the work! The reason was that he kept changing some insignificant parts.

The most important thing is that his memory is not good!

Just now I saw a pretty good picture, but this guy said it was not good and had to be deleted.

Two hours after deleting it, he said the picture was good and asked me why I deleted it.

Then I was stunned.

Didn’t you ask me to delete this?

Why is he putting the blame on me? After I reminded him, he suddenly remembered.

Then let me recover quickly...

So, there are hundreds of pictures in total.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

It took me two days to modify, delete, and restore the file.

The most outrageous thing is that I didn’t even catch any fish during that time.

If it weren't for the unique skill of taking paid shits.

I can die of exhaustion sitting in front of the computer! So, I can only update after I get home and start typing...

Finally, I want to tell you:

Paid shitting is always a godsend!

(End of this chapter)