Encarando um Deus Antigo por um Ano Inteiro

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Lincheng City, Ancient North New Garden, Unit 7, 22nd Floor.

A warehouse manager with an annual salary of ten million?

Fu Qian stared expressionlessly at the letter placed on the table.

[Urgent recruitment for warehouse manager, responsible for daily management tasks.]
[Mr. Fu, if you are willing to accept this job, please sign and wear the work ID, and you can start working without leaving your home.]
[Note: This job involves certain risks.]

After reading the letter, Fu Qian shook the envelope and sure enough, a black work ID fell out.

Is this a joke?

Ten million a year, and I can work from home?

What kind of divine warehouse is this?

Receiving this so early in the morning made Fu Qian feel utterly baffled.

But on the other hand, how wonderful it would be if it were true.

Being a warehouse manager probably wouldn’t be too busy.

Lots of money, little work, and close to home—truly the ideal job!

Money is hard to come by these days, and with his poor financial situation, Fu Qian was on the verge of hitting rock bottom.

Still, he was always good at finding joy in hardship.

With nothing pressing to do, he felt a bit restless and picked up a pen to sign the work ID. With a serious air, he hung it around his neck.

Suddenly, his vision darkened.

When his sight returned, the computer desk was gone. Fu Qian found himself standing in a warehouse-like place.

A vast space, dim lighting, no windows in sight, making it impossib