The Attack of Little Red Riding Hood: 32. Little Red Riding Hood
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"You'll know when the contract is signed." The dean pointed to the contract that was still shining with golden light, and handed over a pen that was also shining with golden light, "Sign your name first."
Little Red Riding Hood held the pen and looked at the Dean hesitantly.
"You're a dying person, what else is there to fear?" the dean asked, rolling his eyes.
That's right, Little Red Riding Hood thinks about it, he only has one month left, and it's really nothing to be afraid of. And she also read this contract just now, except that the company name is a little scary, the salary is a little lower, and there is no five insurances and one housing fund, everything else is normal.
Looking at the sparkling gold pen in his hand, Little Red Riding Hood signed his name: Xiao Hong Riding Hood.
Yes, Little Red Riding Hood's name is Xiao Hong Riding Hood, but everyone prefers to call her Little Red Riding Hood. Anyway, the pronunciation is not bad, so Little Red Riding Hood never cares about it.
"Very good." The dean took back the contract and the golden pen, opened the safe next to him, a burst of golden light shot out, and the dean put the contract inside.
The moment the safe was opened, against the dazzling golden light, Little Red Riding Hood vaguely saw several similar contracts. Little Red Riding Hood suddenly felt a lot more at ease. It seems that this company is not a leather bag company, and there are still a few employees.
"By the way, you should read the employee handbook first, and I'll tell you about the company's background later." As the dean said, he didn't know what to look for on the filing cabinet.
The employee handbook is just a piece of paper with two lines on it, and Little Red Riding Hood can read it at a glance.
Number 1 of the employee handbook: If life is to be earned like wages, how hard you are to work.
Article 2 of the Employee Handbook: Do not violate existing laws (ethical standards may be appropriately relaxed.)
If the first is motivating you to work hard, what the **** is the second? There is something wrong with this company.
"Have you read it?" The dean turned his head and didn't ask Little Red Riding Hood how she understood it, anyway, it won't take long for her to understand it thoroughly, "Then let me tell you about the background of our company. "
"Our company's headquarters is the underworld, yes it's a legend. People used to believe it very much, but after the founding of the People's Republic of China, after cracking down on feudal superstition, they didn't believe much, but the underworld still exists." The dean introduced, " Our fraternal unit, which is the **** and heaven of the West. By the way, the relationship between the two of them is actually very good. They don't fight every day, and they come together every hundred years at the group exchange conference."
Little Red Riding Hood's eyes widened in shock, what is this guy talking about? Are you listening to fantasy stories, or have you gone to the wrong mental hospital?
“You know the eighteenth hell, right?” the dean asked.
"Hmm." Little Red Riding Hood nodded.
"The eighteen layers of **** are used to confine the ghosts who made big mistakes during their lifetime. In ancient times, there were many ghosts in the eighteen layers of hell. But in the past hundred years, especially In the past 50 years, there have been more ghosts on the upper eight floors, especially the third floor, which can no longer be contained." The dean sighed.
"What kind of ghost is this third level off?" Little Red Riding Hood curiously wrote.
"Suicide."
"In other words, more people have committed suicide in recent decades?" Little Red Riding Hood understood.
"As expected, he is the employee I recruited. He is smart, and he knows everything." The dean boasted.
"..." Little Red Riding Hood didn't know what to say, so she could only flash a string of ellipses.
"Our life is precious company was born under such a background." The dean suddenly clapped the table and stood up and asked, "Do you know what our company does now?"
Little Red Riding Hood froze for two seconds, then shook her head frantically.
"I don't understand this. Life is precious. I just want to tell the world to cherish life and not to commit suicide." The dean pointed out.
"Prevent others from committing suicide?" Little Red Riding Hood understood.
"That's right!"
"Don't you have a book of life and death in your underworld? You won't let them die, can they die?" Little Red Riding Hood doubted.
"Can the walking dead be the same as a positive life?" the dean scorned.
"You mean, we have to save not only the body, but also the soul?" Little Red Riding Hood asked.
"That's right, isn't it easy."
"It's so simple why don't you go by yourself?" asked Little Red Riding Hood.
"No no no, I'm not the same as you." The dean said with a forefinger.
"Where is the difference."
"Because you are a dying person. At this moment, no one understands the value of life better than you. Come on, pass on your feelings to your heart's content." The dean shouted passionately on.
"Dean, you wouldn't have been a pyramid seller during your lifetime, right?" Little Red Riding Hood looked at the Dean's over-excited look and doubted.
"Wrong, I was a poet during my lifetime." The dean said with some pride.
"So awesome, which one of the 300 Tang poems did you write?" Little Red Riding Hood was surprised.
"Which one is not, I will hang up before that."
"It's too early to die."
"That's right, eh, why can't I hear you swearing." Yard looked suspiciously at Little Red Riding Hood.
"Cough...I mean time, time." Little Red Riding Hood explained with a guilty conscience.
"Why do I tell you so much?" The Dean handed Little Red Riding Hood the document he had just found in the filing cabinet and said, "Since you only have one month left to live, I will give you a higher life point. quest, you will earn one year of life points for completing this quest."
"Come here, sign here." The dean handed the golden pen to him again, "Sign your name. In the next month, as long as your mission target commits suicide, you will be automatically teleported to him. ."
Little Red Riding Hood picked up the document suspiciously and looked at it. It was a very scary resume, and the host's appearance was quite good. Even a single inch of the destructive photo could not stop the threatening handsomeness of the mission target. temperament.
"Is such an awesome life going to commit suicide?" Little Red Riding Hood was shocked.
"That's right, this person is sick, hurry up and treat him." The dean urged again, "Come on, sign it, he is yours."
Little Red Riding Hood glanced at the handsome face in the photo, and then glanced at the two huge Chinese characters next to it: Huilang.
He raised his hand and signed his name.
Want to pretend to care and lower my guard?
"I came out to seek death." Little Red Riding Hood was astonishing.
"What... what?" The driver's elder brother was really startled. He couldn't hold the steering wheel in his hand. He stabbed out of an S shape on the road. Fortunately, there were no cars on the road in the middle of the night. Otherwise it's going to happen.
"You...why can't you think so much at such a young age?" The driver's elder brother peeked at Little Red Riding Hood's expression from the rearview mirror in horror.
"I won't live long anyway?" Little Red Riding Hood said coldly.
"Huh?"
"I have terminal El Niño disease and the doctor says I have only one more month to live."
"Then...then I can't think about it, I have to live a good month." The driver's brother sympathized.
"You're right, so I've been thinking about what else I can do for this society these days," said Little Red Riding Hood.
"Then...then why did you come out in the middle of the night...to seek death?" The driver's elder brother was extremely puzzled.
"Isn't there a lot of news on the Internet about late-night taxi accidents on the Internet? So I thought, anyway, I won't live long, and I'm so beautiful, I'll just come out for a taxi in the middle of the night and see if I can meet you. to such people."
"You...if...if...you...want...what would you like to do?" The driver's brother suddenly had a very bad premonition.
"You know, I won't live long..."
In the middle of the night, a strange long-haired woman, behind you, said over and over again that she would not live long, it really made the spine go cold.
"I brought a knife..."
A drop of cold sweat dripped from the driver's forehead.
"Hidden under a blanket..."
Brother the driver felt a little weak in his legs.
"If I see it, I'll stab it..."
The driver brother shuddered.
"You know I'm not going to live long..."
I know, I know, don't say it anymore.
"It's okay to kill, anyway..."
You won't live long anyway...I know! !
"It's just a pity... I wandered around in the middle of the night, but I didn't find a driver with bad intentions..." Little Red Riding Hood asked in a very regretful tone, "Brother, you shouldn't be either."
"No, no... I'm not..." The driver brother almost swore.
"Then how did you get here? I'm going to Paradise Road." Little Red Riding Hood asked coldly.
"I... I drove the wrong way, and I'll turn back now." The driver didn't care whether it was possible to turn around here. As soon as he hit the steering wheel, a 180-degree U-turn came on the spot.
"Brother driver, you don't seem to have asked me where I'm going since I got in the car." Little Red Riding Hood suddenly found another question.
The driver's brother was instantly unconscious.
"Oh...are you just listening to my story and forgetting to ask."
"Yes yes yes!!!" The driver brother nodded frantically, his body was shaking like leaves in the wind, he suddenly wanted to drive the car to the police station.