Weird Regulator

I don’t know how long this snow will continue to fall.

Although it can make the city more beautiful, it also creates a certain degree of traffic obstruction, affecting some people's travel.

Su Chenghe stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in a bathrobe. There was white mist outside the glass, making it difficult for him to see the world clearly.

He shook his head slightly, turned around and looked at the three things placed on the table.

A sharp boning knife, a white hospital gown, and a cartoon hairpin.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open from the outside, bringing with it a gust of cold wind that dispersed the smell of books in the room.

Wang Dachui's body like an iron tower rushed in, making the floor creak under his feet.

Store manager, I just said something doesn't feel right. It's really over on your end.

Su Chenghe seemed to have been accustomed to this scene for a long time, and he didn't say anything. He just lowered his body and picked up the blown copybooks one by one.

During this process, Wang Dadui stepped forward to observe carefully and patted his chest.

It seems that nothing is wrong with you, so I'm relieved.

After saying this, he was suddenly speechless, as if he thought of something, and focused his eyes on the three items on the table.

He simply ignored the first two, but stared at the cartoon hairpin for a long time.

After a while, he sighed heavily and said in a dull voice:

Little Ou, she still hasn't been able to survive this...

Su Chenghe held the copybook and walked to the desk with a sad expression. He took the hairpin in his hand and rubbed it carefully with a low tone.

Xiaoou tried her best, I shouldn't have agreed to her going.

He put down the hairpin, placed the copybook in its original position, gradually came to the window, and said softly:

There is so much helplessness, we should probably have gotten used to saying goodbye.

Then, those of us who are alive must shoulder the remaining responsibilities.

Su Chenghe turned back, looked at Wang Dachui's honest face, showed a relieved smile and said:

Sledgehammer, come with me to see Gu Qingyun and Lan Yu tomorrow. I want to negotiate with them.

…

Lan Yu was wearing a monocle and was sitting at the table, looking up some information.

The coffee cup on the table was steaming, making his face slightly red.

The contents of the document seemed to be rather profound, so there was always a lingering sadness between his brows.

Just when he was vaguely about to grasp the key points, the door was suddenly pushed open, making a loud noise that interrupted his thoughts.

Lan Yu put down the document with great dissatisfaction, raised his head and saw Gu Qingyun's fat face as gloomy as water.

He looked at the open door again, his tone was impatient, but his words were still very appropriate.

Vice store manager Gu, no matter what the matter is, you should observe basic courtesy.

Gu Qingyun held a cigar in his mouth, sat on the opposite side of the chair regardless of his image, and blew out a puff of smoke without caring.

Lan Yu took off the lenses in disgust, used the leather gloves on the table to disperse the smoke, and put them on his left hand.

What's wrong?

Gu Qingyun held out his stomach, leaned on the table, and said in a bad tone:

The store manager's mission was successful, but my plan failed, all because of this seasonal gift!

After saying this, he took a deep breath of cigarette very depressedly.

The room that originally smelled of freshness became smoky not long after his arrival.

Lan Yu opened the window, stood on the edge of the window, and asked with interest:

what happened?

Many things happened in the fifth store manager mission, but not many happened to Gu Qingyun.

But despite his embellished description, he still talked for more than ten minutes.

Lan Yu glanced at him without leaving any trace, with a slight smile on his lips, he persuaded:

Do you really think Ji Li is that easy to deal with?

His enemy is the store manager, Gu Xingjian, so you'd better suffer the loss of being dumb.

When Gu Qingyun heard this, he became even more angry. His golden curly hair fell down and he said in a serious tone:

Ji Li is the person requested by the store manager, and I don't dare to attack him.

Even if I can't deal with him, I can still start from the seventh branch.

There is only one Jili in this world.

After saying this, he turned around and left, but he still didn't close the door when he left.

Lan Yu sighed and could only walk over and close the door himself.

But when he organized his thoughts and prepared to delve into the documents at hand again, he found that the interrupted inspiration had long since disappeared without a trace.

He rubbed his forehead irritably and cursed secretly:

Unlucky guy, why didn't you die in the mission?

…

Xiao Kezi, do you think it's very dark today?

Don't worry.

When the snow melts, the sky will light up.

Huang Banxian was lying on the snow on the top of Tianming Mountain, his thin Taoist robe whistling in the wind.

He was belching wine and talking nonsense.

Maybe he didn't know what he said, but he kept talking.

Clyde did not lie down, but sat on the top of the mountain with his knees in his arms, looking at the sky quietly.

He looked at Huang Banxian who was lying around, frowned and asked:

Don't you Taoist priests not be allowed to drink?

Huang Banxian's bean-sized eyes suddenly opened and he sat up from the ground. He was stunned for a moment and didn't know how to answer.

After a long while, he let out a very long and loud burp and said with a silly smile:

You remember wrongly, monks are not allowed to drink.

oh……

Clyde paused for a moment, reacted, picked up the bottle and took a sip.

Huang Banxian half-opened and half-closed his eyes, looking at him in confusion and asked:

What kind of religion do you have, and you don't allow people to drink?

Clyde did not turn around, looked at Feixue in front of him, and returned his original words.

You remember wrongly, monks are not allowed to drink.

…

Zhu Xiaoning stepped on the heavy snow and turned back all the way to Shanghai.

His heart was heavy because he knew exactly what he would face when he returned to the branch.

To this day, he still doesn't know whether his choice was right or wrong, so he didn't even dare to answer Gu Xingjian's question.

Maybe it's God's will.

Each time the store manager task ends, all participants are randomly teleported back to any corner of the city.

As the manager of the Tenth Store, he has to return from Shanming to Shanghai every time.

This also gave him time to adjust his mentality and prepare.

Looking at the villas in front of her, Zhu Xiaoning took a deep breath and walked hard towards Villa No. 13.

Fourteen lives...fourteen clerks...

Maybe when he opened the door and returned to the lobby of the Tenth Store, he would see bodies lying on the ground.

Gu Xingjian gave them the poisonous sinful items. Maybe some people had doubts, but they still chose to accept it.

The greed of human nature, greed for survival, greed for power, will eventually have to pay a price.

Zhu Xiaoning shook her head, clearing her mind of guilty thoughts and shaking off some snowflakes.

Their life and death have nothing to do with me. I am the store manager pushed out by them because they are afraid of life and death. I am not responsible for them.

The warm wind swept through the whole body as the door opened.

Likewise, the warm air inside the door is invaded by the cold wind outside.

Zhu Xiaoning, why did you come back?

I'm afraid you'll gain a lot this time, right?

Xiao Zhu, show us if there is any awesome crime object!

Many people seemed to be ready to welcome Zhu Xiaoning's return.

Only Zhu Xiaoning's face showed an expression of disbelief.

These people in front of me are shop assistants who only care about sinful things.

Most of them have received funding from Gu Xingjian, but why are they not dead yet?

Gu Xingjian is already dead, and according to what he described, 14 clerks at the Tenth Store will die with him.

boom……

The bottom of Zhu Xiaoning's backpack was suddenly burned by something hot, and a burning kerosene lamp suddenly appeared in everyone's eyes.

The flame that stood firm in the wind and snow seemed to indicate something.

Immediately afterwards, the walls of the No. 10 store began to peel off on a large scale, and dark lines outlined a passage.

Manager Zhu, your choice disappoints me.

I said that if I died, the lives of the 14 clerks at the 10th store would be taken away.

But now that I'm not dead, this promise is void.

But what you did still makes me uncomfortable.

So now, the store clerks whose names were called, please call your loved ones to give your last regards.

Bu Fang, Hu Chen, Ni Liangbi, Zhao Zinan, Bai Juan, Zheng Yu...

You will live, but all your loved ones will be dead in ten minutes.

This is considered a reward from me to Manager Zhu for completing this task.