Deadly Bridesmaid

In the following seven months, I devoted myself to work.

Competition was very fierce in my industry.

The slightest slacking off would get one out of the game.

But it was also very easy to stand out. Everything was completely determined by performance and customer feedback, without the need for seniority.

I met the client I had met on a business trip in my previous life.

I deliberately booked the hotel where I stayed in my previous life to warn myself not to forget everything from my previous life.

In this life, I couldn't live the same way as In my previous life.

I wouldn't live in confusion and die in a ridiculous way.

In addition to avenging my previous life, I also wanted to live a wonderful life this time.

This time, not only did I complete the project excellently, but I also gained the trust of the client and secured the next contract.

I said goodbye to the client with the contract in my hand.

On the way back to the company, I felt like a general who had won a battle.

The client praised me in front of my boss.

I got a promotion and a raise because of this project. My supervisor looked at me with more praise and expectation in his eyes.

Indeed, your career would never let you down.

In the blink of an eye, Cindy was released from prison.

Early in the morning on the weekend, when I was still in a dream, the shouting and banging on the door outside woke me up.