Everyone Loves Gentle Township [Quick Transmigration]

"Even if you have money, you have to find a job to support your family." By the way, I scattered around the town to collect relevant information, and the things that will come later, in addition to the necessary disguise props, also have a large stack of recruitment advertisements, the content of which ranges from Everything from actors to company interns.

Lou Wei picked a few out at random, and said that finding a job as a social animal in a city full of ghosts and ghosts is simply [-] times more terrifying than escaping in an endless horror game.

And the combination of the two forms a nuclear-bomb-level lethality that cannot be ignored: "Can I find a simpler job?" No other requirements, money is not important, as long as the work is not tiring.

"Yes." Ruo Yan picked out a job posting for a beautiful woman in the live broadcast room, "I wanted this one, it's very easy, I just need to go to the company's live broadcast room at a fixed time every day to chat with the audience casually, As long as you don't kill yourself, you'll be fine."

"But I refuse! The beautiful live broadcaster is an indispensable and important character in the third-rate horror routines. Is there anything safer?" Thinking about being confined in a fixed space, you can only face a small area. The screen was chatting and laughing, and before even knowing what the other person was joking with, Lou Wei couldn't help shivering.

"I'm afraid you made a mistake. The work in this place is not safe at all. Since you don't want it, I will take it away." Skirt, just call the contact information on the list.

In fact, Zhitiao didn't understand these jobs at all. Apart from public relations, which was similar to his own job, he only knew a little about acting.

However, now the repertory troupe does not recruit actors, only accepts secondary roles, Jitori Zhitiao closed his eyes and chose one at random.

"It's an ordinary white-collar job in a company." Shao Gan was a little curious, and leaned over to see that Zhiniao's list only included some ordinary copywriting work, and anyone could do it.

In reality, I'm afraid it's a idle job that I would never take over if I thought of having no future, but it's just right here.

"But this kind of work, it's better not to look too conspicuous." Thinking of this, the system thoughtfully found a set of very old-fashioned suit uniforms. Rustic black-rimmed glasses.

There is no prescription, and the lens will not hinder it if you take it off, but with some night vision functions, you can clearly distinguish it even at night when it is turned on.

If it's really too rustic, Zhitiao himself can't accept it, so he has to find a little balance between lust and mediocrity. The result is that he looks like a very conservative man, but inadvertently reveals a very scheming temptation feel.

"The charm has increased instead," Lou Wei said as she worked with the lottery salesperson she dug out, "this subtle sense of chastity and abstinence."

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In fact, Zhitiao has imagined his own job hunting scene. For example, the minister clapped his hands to let the employees of the whole department take care of the newcomers, and introduce himself by the way. There will be no redundant pictures in those imaginations.

The only thing that greeted him was a desk and a public laptop. The minister's instruction to him was: "Just go to the front desk if you need anything."Ocean of work.

Obviously when I read the introduction, it wasn't that I was so busy that I couldn't do without people's work for a moment.

Zhitiao thought this way, and listened to the system's guidance to connect to the company's internal OA step by step, and countless letters were sent over immediately.

Adjusting the frame of his glasses, Jitori started the social animal life of modern people with great interest.

"It's already nine o'clock, it's time to get off work."

In the internal group chat of the employees, at this time, as if they were controlled by something, they began to inform each other: It's nine o'clock, and it's time to get off work.

If you don't get off work, you will die suddenly.

Have you heard?The husband who died suddenly because of staying up late to work.

It is said that those who do not get off work when the time comes will be found by that gentleman.

There is no way, why do you want everyone to show off for a while, you are going too far, you said you were going to get off work, but no one left.

Hee hee, don't leave so early, isn't there a rule, the person who gets off work at the latest will get a hard work bonus.

Then you will be watched by ghosts.

Everyone can't run away~

Nobody can run away~

Seeing the more and more strange conversations in the group chat, Zhidiao could only sigh that what a group of hard-working and good employees, he packed up his things by the way, turned off the computer, and prepared to go back.

It was not easy to take a taxi late at night, and he would have to find a hotel to stay overnight if it was later.

It's not easy to work until nine o'clock every day.

"you!"

He was about to go out when someone stopped him suddenly and turned around. The minister who hadn't come out of the office since he was brought in was looking at him with fiery eyes.

However, after Zhitiao turned around, the verbal abuse of the "early leave" employee was changed, especially when he saw Zhitiao's puzzled and uneasy face, and pinned his sideburns behind his ears , eyes full of amorous feelings are hidden behind the rustic black-rimmed glasses, so I can't say the curse.

It turned into another sentence: "You are a new employee, you may not understand that our company does not have a hard work bonus when you go back so early." Just as he was speaking, he took two steps towards Zhiniao, "Long time no see You are such a beautiful person, what's the matter with you coming home so early?"

A certain sentence seems to have been heard once. In this copy of supernatural settings, words that appear too frequently always carry other subtle meanings.

Jitori smiled shyly, and was quite polite when facing his immediate superior: "Because there is no car at too late, so I am a little anxious."

"That's it, then I'll see you off."

It was completely unexpected that the minister would say such a sentence. All the employees in the office turned their heads and stared at the minister.

Even though their bodies are still facing the office computer on the table, their fingers are still typing, and their necks are twisted 180 degrees.

With such hard-working "good" employees, this company should be very pleased, maybe it is so happy that it collapses.By now, Jitori was fully aware of what had happened in this company.

Perhaps it is an employee who works hard to get the hard work bonus, the more he works, the more he finds that there are other employees who are also competing with him.

However, there is only one person who can really get the bonus. The employees have no choice but to delay it more and more late. In the end, they completely collapsed because their bodies couldn't stand the high-intensity work, and became the spirit of resentment to control the place.

And his so-called colleagues, of course, died one by one, driven by resentment, who would kill hard-working bonus contenders who didn't leave work at nine o'clock.

Then there is no need to continue the investigation here, how about trying to change jobs tomorrow?

Thinking this way, he didn't notice that the minister had already fixed his eyes on the pair of obtrusive glasses, and took off his rustic black-rimmed glasses while he was still thinking: "Looking at it this way, it becomes more charming, what do you think?" It’s a rare thing to have, and it would be great if more people could appreciate it.”

"You should be loved by more people." He muttered to himself with a hint of madness, "Let's go, I'll take you back."

"Thank you very much." Perhaps because of his appearance, Jidori did not refuse his proposal, and followed the minister to the underground garage.

During the period, I also met a mother and daughter who were killed in an elevator accident, an unlucky office worker who accidentally rolled all the way to the last floor on the stairs, and a cleaner who was killed in a conflict with someone in the underground garage.

No matter where he goes, Zhidiao, who has strong spiritual vision, can see strange resentful souls.

Perhaps it is precisely because of the seal of the underworld that the souls that should have died and reincarnated stay here and linger, and because of the torment of resentment, they become unscrupulous spirits one by one, and at the same time lure more living people to become their kind.

The minister didn't ask Zhidiao where he lived, but took him to a place like a high-end restaurant.

"Did you go the wrong way?"

"No, no, look, it's too late to take you home now, why don't you find a nearby place to rest for the night." The minister got out of the car very respectfully and opened the door for Zhitiao, "You may not have noticed that we The company goes to work at six o'clock in the morning. If you live far away, you may be late. If you are late three times, you will be fined half a month's salary.

Don't worry, many of our overtime employees will come to live here, the company has provided a rest room, and it doesn't cost you money. "

Such a respectful attitude reminded him of the attitude of those ignorant villagers towards the sacrificial goddess in his first dungeon, not the obscenity he guessed, but [-]% reverence.

As if he had decided what he would do.

The more speeches that are full of loopholes, the easier it is for him to dig out the cocoons and find out the really important information: "It's really kind of you to tell me this."

The lobby of the hotel is not quiet, there is intense music coming from somewhere, the bass and the drums are playing alternately, which attracts Jitori to glance aside - the business is coming from the basement floor, probably this hotel also Part-time nightclub.

The waiter sitting at the front desk saw someone coming, hurriedly put down the things in his hands, wiped away his tears, and prepared to register the accommodation information.But the moment he looked up and saw Zhitiao, he was as if his soul was taken away, and he murmured: "You are really beautiful, one in a million."

The third time.

Jitori is well aware of his own charm, but he has also seen too many different reactions from people, and when he blurts out like this, it seems that there is something hidden in the words that he doesn't know, compared to pure admiration.

"People like you live in the ordinary rest room. We really don't treat you well. Please be sure to live in this suite." The front desk clerk said, taking out the key card of Room 271 from behind, "Please feel free to ask what you need. Service, if you like, go to the basement floor to play for a while."

Jitori smiled and thanked him, and the minister bowed to him before leaving.

The behavior as if the position was reversed puzzled him again.On the other side, the receptionist who heard the sound coming out from the basement saw Zhitiao, exchanged glances, reached a consensus on something that was not known to outsiders, and stood beside Zhitori from left to right: "Please go to the basement first. Take it easy, a place has been prepared just for you."

Overly warm hospitality.

Seeing Zhidiao followed the two of them downstairs, the waiter at the side picked up the pendant on the table again, and after opening it was a photo, tears fell down again.This time it was not out of sadness, but uncontrollable joy: "He is here, and soon we will all be free."

"He will take away our sins and open the gate of hell with pain."

The waiter chanted in a low voice.