Chapter 3

Memories of my past life began to overlap with the current scene. Looking at these people's unchanged faces, I could only laugh coldly to myself.

The sales department's salaries were based on performance. If you didn't meet the company's targets, you only got the base salary of

2000.

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2000.And2000 was barely enough to survive on in this big city.

When I first came here from my small hometown, sales was the only job I could get without a degree or connections.

To meet my targets, I went from never drinking to being able to outdrink a table full of men. I stood on street corners handing out flyers in freezing weather, sometimes for an entire day.

Having been through hard times myself, I wanted to help others when I could.

After becoming the top salesperson, I often shared my performance numbers with colleagues to ensure everyone in the sales department got at least $5000 a month.

Not only that, I would win back clients they had lost and handle difficult situations they couldn't manage.

I remember how grateful they always were when I shared my performance numbers with them, helping them calculate how much they'd be able to earn that month.

"Thank you so much Rachel! I don't know what I would've done this month without you."

"Rachel, you're the best! You even bought us gloves and scarves. Now we won't get frostbite when we're out chasing sales."

"We love you Rachel!"

But look at them now. Where was any trace of gratitude for what I'd done?

In my past life, Amber's accusations were full of holes, but they believed her without question. They immediately banded together to report me to the boss, demanding I be fired.

When I produced evidence proving my innocence, they made snide remarks, asking if I could guarantee I'd always remain pure and innocent in the future.

After Amber got promoted, she didn't have the skills to lead the sales team to meet targets. Everyone naturally blamed me, insisting I take on the entire department's sales goals.

And in my foolishness, trying to prove my abilities and innocence, I actually did it.

In the end, the whole department shared the bonus, while I was relegated to the construction site. When I died tragically, not a single person remembered the good I had done.

If that's how it is, then this time we'll see who has the last laugh!

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