I’m A Baller

There was a power outage at 8 o'clock in the future, and then there was no Internet cafe outside to open the door, and half of the chapters were stored in the writing software of the computer.

According to neighbors, it was caused by the illegal use of electricity on the 13th floor. The whole building was shut down for our unit, fuck.

Then I don’t know how to fix it. Now there is electricity on the 13th floor, and it’s stopped on the 1st to 10th floors.

The key is that my biological clock is reversed. I will go to bed at noon tomorrow. If I don't call all night, I have to sit dry all night. . .

Wait two more hours, and go upstairs to dry up without calling. Today I am grumpy bread.

Supplement at 12:30:

Finally the call came, and I didn't get it done, the code word obediently.

Suddenly, I discovered that the leave request written at ten o'clock hadn't been sent out.

I really am. . . .

Okay, now I'm a more emotionally owed bread, continue the code word.

TT