Rules Weird Talk: I am more perverted than weird!

Pierre arrived at his workplace, a rather grand building. The security guard at the door carefully checked his work badge and the photo on it.

Pierre went inside and saw a changing room at the door. Inside was a series of small boxes. Pierre found the box that belonged to him.

As soon as he opened the box, the clean work clothes inside came into view. They were so white that they were dazzling, which made Pierre a little unbelievable.

He picked up the clothes, put them in front of his nose and sniffed them, smiling with relief.

Sure enough, the rules and strange stories are still the same and haven’t changed.

Although the white work clothes looked clean, the material was extremely stiff, and there was a faint smell of blood and a nauseating odor on them.

I guess it must have been bleached and dyed many times.

It's dirty, there's blood after killing someone, and it's fallen into the stinky ditch. It's okay, just take it out.

Bleach it or repaint the fabric with a layer of white to cover up the original color.

Pierre felt that his thoughts were now strange, and he was somewhat being manipulated by the weird talk.

Normal things seem abnormal, and abnormal things seem normal.

He took out a folded square of paper from the nurse's pocket and unfolded it:

【Welcome to join Aixin Nursing Home. Our nursing staff are divided into three levels: A, B, and C according to their abilities and qualifications. The salaries are 8000/month, 3000/month, and 1000/month respectively.】

[The following is the A-level nursing work manual. In order to keep your job level, please be sure not to violate the rules:]

A-level, the highest level...

Pierre didn't think there was anything wrong with it. No matter where he worked, people would give him a senior title just by looking at his appearance.

Even in the fiercely competitive entertainment industry, he can easily gain a place...

[Rule 1: As a Class A nurse, maintaining your image at all times is also an important part of your job. ]

【规则二：本养老院护工实施轮班制：白班9：00～20：00，晚班20：00～09：00。

You must sign in at the front desk within the specified time and you are not allowed to be late. 】

Strange, this rule only emphasizes that you can't be late... Is this a disguised way of telling him that he can leave early?

[Rule Three: Each caregiver is responsible for one elderly person.

Eight o'clock in the morning, twelve o'clock in the afternoon, and six o'clock in the evening are the unified meal times for the elderly. You need to ensure that they have three meals a day during working hours. 】

[Rule 4: The first and second floors of the cafeteria are where special nutritious meals for the elderly are prepared. Employees can only eat food on the third floor. Remember not to make a mistake.]

[Rule 5: Here, you must meet any requests from the elderly and provide them with the most thoughtful service. ]

[Rule 6: Making the elderly satisfied is something that every A-level caregiver must accomplish. ]

[Rule 7: If the senior employee is not satisfied with you and successfully files a complaint, you will be demoted and have your salary reduced.]

[Rule 8: When on night shift, try not to leave the duty room. ]

[Rule Nine: Volunteers are caring people and caregivers should respect them.

No matter what they do, they are doing it for the good of the elderly, and the caregivers have no right to interfere. 】

[Rule 10: If a family member comes to visit, you need to accompany them throughout the visit and tell the foreman what the conversation is about.]

[Rule 11: Do not transfer the elderly to another hospital. That is your dereliction of duty, and those who fail to do so will be punished.]

There were eleven rules in total. Pierre memorized their contents, folded them into a small square, and put them in his pocket.

His first task now is to find the old man he is responsible for. The position of "foreman" mentioned in the rules just now must be his goal.

"Hey, new here?"

A slightly sarcastic voice was heard, and Pierre looked up, and saw a man rushing towards him from the door at the speed of a 100-meter sprint.

Pierre dodged with a swift movement, his body as light as a butterfly.

The previous fighting scenes were not filmed in vain, they have become a habit.

"Snapped!"

The man fell down, and with that, a dinner plate fell to the ground with a metallic sound, filled with an unknown brown paste.

[Rule 1: As a Class A nurse, maintaining your image at all times is also an important part of your job. ]

The audience in front of the screen was horrified: "What a close call! If Pierre hadn't dodged quickly just now, he would have violated the rules now."

The person on the ground raised his head, and a pair of blue eyes as bright as gemstones came into view.

Then, the man with jewel eyes walked towards him, grabbed the plates on the ground with an expressionless face, and put them all on his back.

Suddenly, yellow and brown fluids splashed all over my body, sticky and disgusting.

"you--"

"How dare you, a newcomer?" The man on the ground was angry and surprised. He looked at Pierre's back as he was about to leave the locker room and shouted, "Just wait, I'm going to report you to the foreman."

Pierre turned back.

The man on the ground chuckled: "What's up, are you scared? Hurry up and help me up, and then change your clothes for me, then I might be kind enough to do you a favor..."

Pierre interrupted him: "Who brought in the tray?"

The man was stunned for a moment: "Me."

Pierre: "Who did the 100-meter sprint?"

Man: “Me too.”

Pierre: "Then how do you prove that I was the one who put the thing on you?"

"Didn't you run too fast and fall down?"

The man swallowed his saliva. Looking at it this way, he really had no way to prove...

Pierre stood up and asked: "Is there a camera in the locker room?"

"Judging from your expression, I think not."

Pierre put both of his hands into the pockets of his white coat and walked away leisurely.

A faint, low voice muttered to itself into the man's ears: "Great, no need to smash the camera."

what?

Could it be that if there was a camera, he would want to smash it directly.

What a ruthless person this is. I just happened to meet him.

The man wanted to cry but had no tears, so he got up from the ground.

But soon, he thought of something, his expression became firm, and he clenched his fists: "I will make you get out!"

Pierre came to the lobby and found the legendary supervisor, a woman in her forties with a cold attitude.

No preferential treatment was given to Pierre because of his face.

"You, take charge of patient number 14."

She spoke casually, commanding Pierre with a cold face: "Do you understand?"

Pierre nodded, not feeling unbalanced at all.

He already knew that his face was eye-catching most of the time, but sometimes it didn't work.

Everyone has different aesthetic tastes. Some people think you are handsome while others think you are just average. This is a very normal thing.

Pierre also has his haters who form a group to find fault with him.