“Thomas, are you an idiot? Didn’t you hear the boss’ order?”My wife, Samantha Johnson, shot me a sharp glare and splashed coffee straight onto my face.“Why are you spacing out during work? Don’t you want your job? Your full attendance bonus for this month is gone.”Thomas Clark, our boss, glared viciously at me, then immediately turned around with a smiling face.“Ahem, let me say a few words.“Happy Christmas, everyone. Aside from a very small number of troublemakers, everyone has done a great job this year.“So, I’ve prepared a small gift.”As he spoke, Thomas pulled a large stack of cash envelopes from his pocket and shot me a provocative glance.The familiar scene appeared before me again.I calmly wiped the coffee off my face and instantly understood that I had transmigrated.In my previous life, I constantly worked overtime for the company. Samantha, however, followed Thomas to a yacht party, ranting on about how big the moon looked over the sea.I was so consumed by
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