Chapter 1 — 35 Currency Salary, Exchanged For An Entire Empire Collapse

The day I received my salary, 35,000 yuan suddenly turned into 35 yuan. Today my mother has to have surgery and is urgently waiting for this money to save her life. I frantically ran to find the leader, but he just patted my shoulder, smiled and said:

"The finance department is just joking with you, don't take it seriously."

Is my mother's life also a joke? The next day, I walked into the company smiling and placed a stack of documents on his desk.

"Leader, I also want to joke with you a little."

The phone vibrates. Message sent from the bank. Amount received: 35.00 yuan. I stared at the screen for a long time. Commas are not wrong. The two zeros behind are also exactly two numbers. Not 35,000 yuan. Which is 35 yuan. At the same time, another message was sent. It is a reminder to pay hospital fees from the hospital.

"Sister To, your mother will have surgery today."

"Please pay the 35,000 yuan surgery fee in full before 10 a.m., otherwise the surgery will have to be postponed."

I squeezed the phone so tightly that my knuckles turned white. Blood rushes straight to the brain. There was only a harsh buzzing sound in my ears. I jumped out of my seat and ran straight to the general manager's office. The door doesn't close. Vuong Khon was leaning back in the director's chair, smiling and chatting with several department heads.

"...Young people these days can't even say a single word."

"Every time I say a few words, I want to quit my job. I really think I'm terrible."

Seeing me, the smile at the corner of his mouth became even stronger. He even waved to me.

"To Tinh, you came at the right time."

He projected his phone screen onto the wall. On the screen clearly shows my salary schedule. In the column of actual money received, the eye-catching figure of 35.00 yuan was intentionally circled in red. The office echoed with suppressed laughter. Vuong Khon's voice was full of teasing:

"Everyone, look at how flexible our company's salary and bonus system is."

"To Tinh did an excellent job last month. I specifically asked the finance department to give her a large envelope."

He turned to look at me, his eyes filled with mockery.

"How? Surprised?"

I can no longer feel the eyes around me. The whole world now only has his disgusting face left.

"Mr. Wang, my salary..."

"Ah yes."

He patted his forehead.

"The finance department is just joking with you, don't take it seriously."

He stood up and walked in front of me. Use force to pat me on the shoulder.

"Young people must know how to accept jokes."

"Look, your face is all pale."

The laughter around immediately became unrestrained. I looked at him and asked word by word:

"My mother had surgery today, waiting for this money to save her life."

"Is her life also a joke?"

The smile on Vuong Khon's face stiffened for a moment. But very quickly, he returned to his noble and noble appearance. The voice turned cold.

"To Tinh, pay attention to your attitude."

"The company's money is not your home's cash machine."

"Your mother's surgery is your personal matter, don't use it to force the company."

He leaned close to my ear, using a voice that only the two of us could hear:

"That year your father died during the project. Is the company's compensation not enough to treat your mother's illness?"

"What a bottomless pit."

That sentence was like an ice pick piercing straight into my heart. My whole body was cold. Turns out he knew everything. He wasn't joking. He is using my mother's life to force me. To humiliate me. I looked at him. Suddenly burst out laughing.

"General Vuong is right."

"It's because I don't understand."

My voice was so calm that even I felt strange.

"Just a joke."

"I get it."

I turned around and walked out of the office. Behind him, Vuong Khon's proud voice rang out:

"That's right."

"Go back to work quickly."

"Don't delay the main thing."

Returning to my seat, I turned on the computer. Do not view any work documents. I create a new document. Then open up another folder that I once copied from the old company archive. A folder marked "Top Secret". Inside there is only one document file. An original survey data report from the last project my father was in charge of ten years ago. A report that Wang Kun and his father both thought had disappeared forever. The next morning, 8:59 am. I entered the company with a smile on my face. Passing by the tea room, a few colleagues were huddled together whispering. As soon as they saw me, they immediately fell silent, their eyes avoiding me. I don't care. Go to the door of Vuong Khon's office. The door is open. He was on the phone, his tone filled with impatience.

"... Why are you urging me? I arranged that money myself."

"If you call again, cancel the cooperation!"

He hung up. As soon as he looked up, he saw me and immediately frowned.

"What are you doing here? The salary issue will be resolved next month."

I smiled and walked in, gently placing the file in my hand on his desk. Very light movement. But the sound rang out very clearly.

"Mr. Wang, I also want to joke with you a little."

It was a kraft paper file with no title on the outside. Vuong Khon looked at me suspiciously, then looked at the file. He smirked.

"To Tinh, are you brain damaged? Want to play this trick with me?"

He reached out his hand and slowly opened the file.