I got off the plane at half past six, came back at half past seven, and at eight o'clock after eating, I found that the house was used as a utility room by my shared colleagues, the sheets were all mouse droppings, and there was no place to sleep, so I cleaned up at nine o'clock.

Then I submitted my resignation application and took two days of annual leave, thinking it was okay, but I was told that I might not be able to leave my job so soon, maybe a month.

Okay, don't blame anyone, blame me, three chapters tomorrow to make up for today's chapter, I'm really not in the mood to code words tonight.

My pot, just graduated, inexperienced, at that time considered in the field, resignation to hand over the work, just told the leader, the result of the deliberate work for half a month and wait for the handover, thinking that it would be okay to come back, but the result came back to submit the resignation, and had to wait.

At that time, I should not have thought about it so much, and submitted my resignation directly, although it would be approved, but it should have been passed now.

Alas, I'll reflect on it. (To be continued.) )