A sickly beauty becomes a god in a horror game

Baitao finally went to work because she had to pay the rent, and this month she could only use credit cards. She had been pouring money back and forth from her credit cards and Huabei, and she was almost exhausted.

And this job also comes with meal subsidies, which is very important to her.

She wanted to work hard, pay off the money, and save some more money if possible. She wanted a house, and she didn't want to go back to that home.

It doesn't have to be big, a 30-square-meter apartment is enough, as long as she has a place to stay.

However, she was hired by Xu Minghuang by name.

So on the first day of employment, someone came over to gossip.

"I heard that our boss personally asked you to join us? Are you and the boss related?"

Many eyes are staring here, and many people's ears are perked up.

Baitao hates this kind of scene, but she has long been used to accepting things.

She smiled awkwardly, or she laughed instinctively first.

"no……"

"No, that's right. You don't look like him either. The boss seems to be a second-generation rich man. He probably doesn't have any relatives like you."

Someone laughed.

More people were squinting at Bai Tao to see her reaction.

On this occasion, Baitao subconsciously forced out a smile and made a joke of her own.

"Yeah, how can I have anything to do with the boss? My whole outfit doesn't cost more than 100 yuan."

There was a burst of laughter around.

Then Baitao's position in the new company was already determined.

She will be called around and ordered around to do difficult tasks and deal with difficult things. After all, when working as a customer service person, she will always encounter some difficult customers, and these people will transfer such customers to Baitao, or simply didn't want to do it anymore, so he just transferred it to her.

What should I do if the reception rate drops?Of course, Baitao takes the blame.

In just one week, Baitao fell ill, but she didn't dare to ask for leave.

"Baitao, I have a customer to pass over to you. I'm busy." The person responsible for taking care of Baitao was named Jinqiao. It was obvious that she was taking care of Baitao, but she gave all the work to Baitao.

Baitao felt uncomfortable with a fever. She opened her mouth and whispered: "But I am sick now. This is your own order. You can take it yourself..."

Jin Qiao looked over with a surprised look on his face, and then said angrily: "Hey, you're sick? I really didn't realize it. You're not pretending to make an excuse, are you? Why don't you ask for leave when you're really sick? Are you working so hard?"

Baitao was so embarrassed that she couldn't say anything to turn the order back again.

Jin Qiao immediately laughed with the people around him.

"Look at what I said, it was just an excuse. When I said it, you stopped saying anything."

The people next to him also laughed together, and by the way, they also transferred a few people to Baitao.

Baitao has been busy all morning. Originally, she was supposed to go to eat at noon today and have some rest time in the afternoon, because that was how her shift was scheduled today.

But as expected, someone gave her their job.

"Baitao, please help me on duty. Thank you. I'm too hungry. I want to go to eat. Look at how thin I've become. But you, it's for your own good to eat less and lose some weight. Just It’s decided, I’ll pass the order on to you!”

The man ran away after saying that, not giving Baitao a chance to refuse.

Baitao picked up the water cup and found that there was no water, so she stood up to get the water. As a result, her vision went dark, and she stumbled and fell straight to the ground.But she didn't fall to the ground. In her daze, she felt someone picking her up.

When she woke up, she was in the hospital.

"Are you awake? Great."

Xu Minghuang looked delighted, and then pressed the bell above his head to call the nurse and doctor.

"The patient is fine. She is just tired and needs a good rest. She is also very malnourished. You can tell by looking at her face what she is like. Her fever is quite high, 39 degrees. I don't know. come early."

The doctor shook his head and gave them a medicine.

"Okay, thank you doctor, I'm going to get the medicine. You wait for me here. I'll take you back after this bottle of water is transfused."

What follows is to Baitao.

Baitao instinctively wanted to refuse, but before she could say anything, the other person had already strode out of the ward.

She could only lie on the bed and stare at the ceiling blankly.

headache.

She should have been sent here by Xu Minghuang, who was still here. She should thank him later, and then there was no need to send her back. She could go back by herself.

It's not a big deal. She used to have fevers often. When she was in high school, she had fevers once a week and she was used to it.

Her mother also told her that her father was very angry that she often took time off work when she had a fever and did not study at night. She felt that if she took time off every day and did not study hard, what grades would she get in the future?
Later, she did not do well in the exam.

She still remembers that her mother told her that since she likes painting, if she gets bad grades in high school, then let her learn painting and become an art student.

But her grades were so bad later, and her mother didn't say anything about letting her learn painting. When she mentioned it, her mother kept silent and wiped her tears.

"Oh, it's because I'm a useless mother and can't provide you with good material conditions. Our family really can't afford to learn painting because of our conditions. You'd better study hard, okay? There's no future in painting."

Later, during the winter vacation of her sophomore year of high school, Baitao picked up a paintbrush that she had not used for a long time, and she suddenly wanted to paint a picture.

Drawing has been her only hobby since she was a child, and it is also the only thing she likes. The reason why she likes it so much may be because when she was in elementary school, her paintings were very good and she was praised by her parents. That was the most important thing in her life. This was the only time I ever received praise from them.

But everything was different that day. Her mother walked in with a smile and asked her if she wanted to eat, but when she saw her drawing, her face suddenly changed.

Just like when they broke in and asked her ferociously if she had any shady secrets, her mother rushed over ferociously and tore up her paintings.

"Why are you painting? Why don't you study? I thought you were studying, but you are actually painting. Look at what you are painting. You don't really think you are good at painting, do you? Apart from knowing Copying, what else would you do? What you painted is so ugly, and it’s just like this. Do you really think you can take this path, do you? I don’t let you paint, that’s for your own good, what are you doing? What do you mean? Do you blame me?"

After that she started crying again.

"I worked hard to earn money and lived frugally. I didn't want to eat anything. I bought you an apple just to replenish your health. But what about you? You don't study. Are you worthy of me and your dad? "

Baitao didn't know why. She clearly couldn't remember anything and couldn't concentrate when she was studying, but she remembered every word they said so clearly.

She never painted again.

"I'm back, and I bought you some food. Do you want some porridge? Have some. Have you not eaten yet?"

Xu Minghuang's voice interrupted Baitao's memories.

With a gentle smile on his face, he handed the porridge in his hand to Baitao.

The sunlight fell on him, seeming to coat him with a layer of golden light.

What he handed over was a piece of warmth, and Baitao took it tremblingly.