The Attack of Little Red Riding Hood: 33. The misunderstood wolf brother
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The company's work efficiency is very high. After the simple and rude interview, it is staff training. The interviewer, Comrade Dean, doesn't care whether the new employees have accepted this fantasy world. .
"This is the staff handbook, go back and take a good look." The dean threw a piece of paper over.
"No, are you real or fake?" Little Red Riding Hood was obviously still confused.
"You will 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 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." The dean said while looking for something 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.
"Hahaha..."
"Hahahahaha..."
As a genuine hospice, doesn't such joyous and demented laughter seem a little out of harmony? But such discordant laughter came from a hospice restaurant.
"It's better to be young."
"Yeah, listening to this laughter makes people feel refreshed."
The grandparents strolling in the garden sighed unconsciously when they heard the laughter coming from the window, and then took a smile on the sunny morning, breathing the fresh and natural air.
Live and tease the cat lying at your feet.
"The one-meter-long broadsword makes me laugh to death. Where is your knife, Little Red Riding Hood, use it to pay your respects." Xiao Ming sprayed half of a bowl of porridge with a smile.
"Hahaha...Look at this message, I think it's quite reasonable." Bai Xue read on the phone, "You never know what crazy things a dying person will do. "
"People used to say that people who are about to die are good at their words. Little Red Riding Hood, you broke the people's inherent impression of people who are about to die." Xiao Ming couldn't help but give a thumbs up.
"Oh, don't make fun of me, I didn't mean to." Little Red Riding Hood felt sick all morning after being laughed at by them, "If I hadn't been teleported in the middle of the night, could this happen? ?"
"You are inexperienced, you will know next time." Bai Xue tried to calm herself down, "Most of these people who commit suicide like to choose to commit suicide in the dead of night. So next time you have a task to do. When the time comes, keep your phone and wallet away.”
"That's right." Xiao Ming asked, "Then you have seen your mission target yesterday, how is your contact?"
"Don't mention it, he threw it out after less than five words of chat." Said this little Red Riding Hood was depressed.
"Hahaha..." Another burst of laughter greeted Little Red Riding Hood.
"Stop laughing, help me find a solution." Little Red Riding Hood said, "Our analysis yesterday was wrong, and that Hui Lang is not disabled at all."
"No?" Bai Xue and Xiao Ming glanced at each other, "Did you forget to update the information given by the dean?"
"It's very possible that the old man is lazy to death." Xiao Ming said, "I know how to play mahjong with the old man and the old lady in the courtyard all day long."
"Since there is no disability, it would be a little troublesome to find a reason for his suicide." Bai Xue said.
"Do you have any guesses, or what is the reason for the suicide of the quest target you met?" Little Red Riding Hood asked.
"Actually, there are two major reasons for suicide." Bai Xue said, "The first category is the idea of suicide because of external pressure and the pain of life. This category is best dealt with and find the source. Help solve, there is an 80% chance of success."
"The second category is a little troublesome." Xiao Ming added, "The second category is depression, you know depression, it is said that 80% of people in today's society suffer from depression, but serious issue."
"Depression?" Little Red Riding Hood seemed to understand something.
"Most of these people have higher education, better jobs, and better economic conditions. They understand all the truth, understand the value of life, and know what their departure will bring to the people around them. However, they just feel that there is no love for life." Bai Xue said in detail.
"Simply put, this type of person decides to commit suicide after thinking about it very clearly." Xiao Ming said, "It's like you plan to travel to the United States and then buy a plane ticket. They planned to travel to the underworld and committed suicide."
"When you say that, I suddenly want to respect their decision." Little Red Riding Hood said in a surprising voice.
"Why do you sound familiar?" Xiao Ming wondered.
"Wuge also said it." Bai Xue answered.
It is said that there is no right or wrong behind the scenes. No, Bai Xue just said a word of Wu Ge, and Wu Ge walked in from outside the restaurant: "What are you talking about behind my back?"
"Wuge?" Bai Xue and Xiao Ming shouted in surprise, "You're back from a business trip."
"Hmm."
Wuge is a thin looking young man with a pair of rimless glasses. He looks gloomy and serious, looking at Little Red Riding Hood indifferently: "The newcomer."
"Hello, my name is Little Red Riding Hood." Little Red Riding Hood introduced himself.
"Wuge, the Blue Devils are absolutely proven, and there is half a year left in health." Wu Ge briefly introduced himself.
Little Red Riding Hood is confirmed, all the patients of the other side of the flower, self-introduction is a standard set of such a set.
"I...I have an El Niño certificate, one month...HP." Little Red Riding Hood added in a kind-hearted manner. Sure enough, people are habitual. This is the introduction, and suddenly I feel that this terminal illness is not so good. Terrible.