I was born in a little-known small county. I was originally a designer or an office lady. But due to some reasons, I was now a manager.
I made up a job and lied to my mother about it. I didn’t want her to worry about me as she was getting older.
I wanted to leave this place a long time ago.
Two years ago, I was a manager at Golden Emperor in M City. I was not actually experienced or suitable for the position, but I thought that the salary was higher working as a manager. Luckily I was good with people back then and worked for a few months without any issue.
I used a fake name here, Barbara Cox. The people here called me Barbara. I was actually quite young in comparison to the other workers here, but I put on heavy make-up and made myself looked older. Nobody had ever seen my face without make-up.
I always wanted to leave this place and go to work without hiding anything, I wanted a normal white-collar job. I wanted to do a job that I loved in the future, and hence I tried my best to hide my true self every day.
But misfortune would come to you when you least expected it!
I treated my subordinate very well as a manager and the people working under me were all nice people.
Once, a girl named Angel, a freshman who dropped out of university came to work under me. She was working to pay for her boyfriend’s tuition fee.
I was forced to drink while working here. I wasn’t a good drinker and was shit-faced every day. I would rest in the resting room after my shift and only go home once I sober up.
The customers here would leave around 1-2 in the morning, some would even stay until 3-4 in the morning.
I looked at the time and it was turning 3 a.m soon. It was getting late, and I was planning to make rounds looking at the rooms, in the meant time hinting to the customers that we were closing soon.
I looked into the mirror and freshened myself up, I put on a big smile and walked out. The moment I walked out of the resting room, a person came flying towards me and ran into me.
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