Celestial Employee Chapter 6: Ghost Land

"Ghost?" Zhao Lingjun wanted to say what the **** I am afraid of as a man. But when I think of the female ghost in many Hong Kong movies who is wearing red clothes, with blood flowing in her eyes, her tongue is stretched out, she will stand at your window or stare at you in the mirror, and she will go out of the TV every twelve o’clock in the evening. Sadako who climbed out to practice dog climbing. Zhao Lingjun felt a little hairy in his heart. This is not afraid of two words, so I am embarrassed to say it.

Looking at Zhao Lingjun's appearance, Zhang Changsheng smiled and said. "It seems that you are quite honest, but I am not embarrassed to lie to you. Later, the reason why the developers couldn't hold back the news is because it was not peaceful since the construction started."

"It's not peaceful?" Zhao Lingjun suddenly felt a breeze blowing over him, chilling.

"Yes, as soon as the construction started, a lot of strange things happened here. For example, the construction workers here often heard someone talking outside at night. Soon after the work started, there were several work-related injuries here, and then again. It didn't take long for a worker to become mentally ill. During the day, he kept saying that he saw something unclean at night." Zhang Changsheng said. "Later after the community was completed, a group of household heads who had just moved in heard some strange noises at night. Later, the news that this place turned out to be a mass grave, spread quickly."

"Later, the house price dropped sharply here? Not many people live? The boss's building couldn't be sold, and it was rotten in his hands, so he could only make us the staff dormitory?" Zhao Lingjun felt more and more frustrated. "But why did I seem to sleep peacefully yesterday? I didn't hear any strange sounds."

"Most of what you said was right later on, but you don’t know. Later, under pressure, the developer allegedly invited a master to do the ritual. Afterwards, nothing strange happened here. ." Zhang Changsheng said. "But because of the reputation of the haunted house. Not many people here dare to live."

"I!-!#!#!!!" Zhao Lingjun looked at Zhang Changsheng, crying without tears. He didn't expect that the so-called separate apartment dormitory of this company was actually a haunted house that the boss could not sell.

Looking at the Anxi Hall not far away, when he walked out of the gate of the community in the heavy rain, Jun Zhao Ling was in a daze, feeling that the three characters for the garden at the gate of the community had become the three characters for Lanruo Temple.

When Zhao Lingjun thought about the number of bones under the house where he lived, he had never known how many missing arms, legs, and heads. When he thought that this place might suppress a pervert like the old Black Mountain demon, Zhao Lingjun originally went to work the first day. The excitement was gone, and when Zhao Lingjun and Zhang Changsheng walked to the bus stop not far away from the community, Zhao Lingjun almost fainted to the ground again.

The dense group of people on the platform reminded Zhao Lingjun of the dilapidated platform in front of his school. Zhao Lingjun couldn't figure out his life and death. Such a place like Lanruo Temple would have so many people waiting for the bus.

Zhang Changsheng greeted many of these people. It seems that many of these people are in the same company as Zhao Lingjun. In there, Zhao Lingjun did not find Wu Xiaoye. It seems that in this meeting, Wu Xiaoye has already taken a bus and left.

As soon as he saw the dense crowds on the platform, Zhao Lingjun couldn't help feeling that it was really a miserable thing for a weak girl like Wu Xiaoye to crowd a bus like this every day. If you buy a car in two years, you must take Wu Xiaoye to and from get off work every day for free. In the process of squeezing the bus, the first thing Zhao Lingjun thought of was Wu Xiaoye.

After squeezing into the bus with the effort of feeding. Zhao Lingjun asked Zhang Changsheng depressed. "How come there are so many people in this ghost place. When Hao Meili and I came yesterday, it seemed that there were not so many people yet."

"This place is not crowded, but the number of buses is small." Zhang Changsheng explained. "When you came back yesterday, it was not during peak hours, so there were definitely not many people."

"No, the number of buses is small, why did Wu Xiaoye leave after a while?" Zhao Lingjun asked strangely.

"Hehe, you are still thinking about Wu Xiaoye." Zhang Changsheng said. "I forgot to tell you another feature of the buses here. In addition to the small number of shifts, the time of the buses here is not accurate. Sometimes two buses will arrive in succession, and sometimes they wait for half an hour. , None of them come. So I don’t usually take the bus."

"Why, did you buy a car?" Zhao Lingjun suddenly remembered what Hao Meili told himself that this company is well paid, and some employees have only been in the company for two years before they have bought a car. Zhao Lingjun became excited at once.

"Yes." Zhang Changsheng said.

"Then why don't you open it today." Zhao Lingjun said.

"It's raining so heavily today, how can I drive?" Zhang Changsheng said. "If I go to the company, I won't be caught alive?"

"Alive and dead?" At this moment, Zhao Lingjun felt something wrong. "What car do you drive."

"Electric cars." Zhang Changsheng looked at Zhao Lingjun strangely and said. "What other car is there."

"Pumping", Zhao Lingjun almost rolled his eyes and fell into a coma. "Is it you who drove the electric car into our community that I saw on the balcony yesterday?"

"I guess so." Zhang Changsheng said. "Other people usually commute by bus, except for Yan Yazhen and Fatty Zhang. Except for the boss, the two of them bought a car. The boss doesn't live here."

"What? What did you say?" Zhao Lingjun said. "Just a few of them bought a car? Then how did Hao Meili tell me that some employees of our company bought a car after only two years of coming here?"

"Haha." Zhang Changsheng almost couldn't stand his smile. "You can believe what Yan Yazhen said? She said that our company had employees who came for two years and bought a car. Isn't that me?"

"Electric car?" Zhao Lingjun almost fainted.

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After suffering two blows in succession, Zhao Lingjun felt that everything had begun to become illusory. Holding the last hope, Zhao Lingjun asked Zhang Changsheng. "How is our company's treatment? Are there dividends every month?"

"Salary? Everyone comes in to talk about the salary is different, what did she tell you?" Zhang Changsheng asked Zhao Lingjun instead of answering the question.

"Two thousand." Zhao Lingjun said.

"Is that pre-tax or after-tax? Before the hardware deduction or after the hardware deduction?"

"This.... I am not sure about this." Zhao Lingjun looked at Zhang Changsheng and said. "Does this make a difference?"

"Of course there is a difference." Zhang Changsheng said, looking at Zhao Lingjun with sympathy. "If the two thousand you signed are after tax and the salary after the hardware is deducted, then I congratulate you. Your salary is considered high among the new employees in previous years. But if you sign the two thousand, It is pre-tax, and the salary after the hardware is deducted, then I will sympathize with you more."

"..." Zhao Lingjun felt cold again. "Then how much difference is there between the two, a few hundred?"

"If 2,000 yuan ~IndoMTL.com~ deducts hardware, after tax deduction, you can get 1,500, which is not bad." Zhang Changsheng said. "It's a difference of four or five hundred for good or bad."

"..." Zhao Lingjun was completely speechless, but Zhao Lingjun still had a glimmer of hope. "What about dividends, are dividends really paid every month?"

"Dividend?" Zhang Changsheng smiled and bent down again.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Lingjun felt cold. "Are there no dividends?"

"Yes, how could there not be." Zhang Changsheng said with a smile.

"Then how can you laugh like this." Zhao Lingjun said. "Laughing so terribly."

"If I tell you, this monthly dividend is not more than one hundred, and when it is small, only fifty?" Zhang Changsheng looked at Zhao Lingjun and said.

"I..." Zhao Lingjun only felt a bang in his head, it seemed that all the soap bubbles of hope had burst in front of his eyes. There seems to be someone who laughed loudly in Zhao Lingjun's mind: "Haha, your money and beauties will all belong to me in the future."

Zhao Lingjun grabbed the handrail and stabilized his body without letting himself fall to the ground.