I Created an Ancient Salvation Organization

"dong dong dong..."

The sound of knocking on the door echoed faintly, indicating that there was a lot of space inside.

And the large building also means strong financial resources and status, so Enoch's heart is more and more uncertain.

After a while, the slight footsteps sounded from far to near, and each step seemed to be stepping on his heartbeat, making him extremely nervous).

You must be humble, respectful, and polite, so that even if you accidentally offend the upper class, you will not be beaten too badly.

Enoch repeatedly told himself in his heart.

This is the bottom-line survival secret his father taught him.

"Squeak..."

The door opened inward, and Enoch hurriedly hunched over, not looking directly at the person coming.

But even so, he also noticed that the clothes and pants of the door opener were all made of high-quality fabrics.

He was ready to be reprimanded.

but

"What's the matter?" The voice was very gentle, as if with a wonderful magic power, soothing the anxiety in my heart.

Enoch has lived for more than 20 years, and he has never heard such a tone fall on his head a few times.

But the fear that the environment has created for a long time still makes him hesitantly say: "I... I saw a job recruitment notice posted outside the alley, so I was like...'

The door opener was a little surprised, and looked at him carefully: "Do you know the characters?"

Enoch, who dared to admit it, hurriedly shook his head: "No no no, my lord, I don't know, I just remember the first few. 39

"Oh, so." The man who opened the door pondered for a moment: "Actually, the notice I posted outside was to recruit a few literate people.

Although very disappointed, Enoch quickly apologized:

"I'm sorry, my lord, I don't know the content above, and I really lack a job, so... so I came to try my luck."

"I'm sorry to bother you, I'll leave now."

Looking at his ragged back, the man who opened the door touched his chin and suddenly shouted: "Wait, I may have another job for you.

Peak Circuit Transfer Enoch stopped in his tracks, turned around and looked at it in surprise, even forgetting the humility gesture.

The man beckoned: "Please come with me.""

The former just woke up like a dream, and thanked him repeatedly: "Thank you, my lord, thank you for giving me this opportunity.

The man who opened the door smiled and shook his head: "Don't call me an adult, just call me the editor-in-chief.

Editor-in-chief Enoch has never heard such a strange name, but he still bowed and nodded: "Yes, the editor-in-chief.

The man didn't correct him much about his address.

After closing the door, Enoch smelled a faint smell of ink. There used to be a family in the village who made ink for a living, so he was very familiar with it.

Such a strong ink smell... This is also an ink workshop? He thought to himself.

But soon, the rattling mechanical sound broke his conjecture.

The editor-in-chief led him through the yard, opened the door of the main house, and saw several steel monsters being manipulated.

Enoch, who had never seen such a sight, was taken aback.

The editor-in-chief took out a piece of paper that had just been printed, handed it to him, and said:

"Your job is to pick up such a newspaper here, walk the streets, and sell it to those who need it.

Although Enoch didn't know why it was called a "newspaper", he still understood the point of helping people sell things.

The editor-in-chief continued:

"Originally, we were going to distribute this job to homeless children, but as the first applicant, it's okay to give it to you."

Enoch hurriedly bowed: "Thanks to the editor-in-chief."

The editor-in-chief waved his hand to stop him: "Don't rush to thank you, just listen to me.

"We will give you special work clothes, and we will teach you simple and concise shouting before work every morning."

"But this job doesn't have a fixed salary, the more you sell, the more money you get, and the less you sell, the less money you get.

Enoch nodded, the work is good, the money is more, the reason is very simple.

"Very good." The editor-in-chief said, leading him in the other direction while explaining the meaning of the newspaper.

The latest news from all over the world will be brought together on such a paper with no delay of more than a day.

As long as you spend money to buy such a newspaper, you can know the world's affairs without leaving your home.

Enoch sounded like a dream.

For the people at the bottom like him, the only source of information is the comments of ordinary people in the market.

In this way, the spread is limited by the efficiency of walking, and the hysteresis is very serious.

Often things over there have been happening for a few months, and there are only signs here.

Moreover, when ordinary people spread news, they often exaggerate and add fuel to the news, resulting in distortion of the content and low value.

Enoch never thought that there is such a thing in the world that disseminates important news so efficiently.

"If the news of the monster could have come earlier, maybe I wouldn't have to run in such a hurry, I would have prepared more food, and I wouldn't have nearly died on the road.

He muttered to himself.

The editor-in-chief patted Enoch on the shoulder: "You can understand the importance of instant messaging, and your brain is not stupid.

"If you work hard and perform well, the newspaper society will consider teaching you how to read and let you learn to be a clerk or even a reporter, and the salary will be much higher.

Enoch didn't know what "clerk" and "reporter" were, but the phrase that the salary would be much higher caught his attention all of a sudden.

For ordinary people, the father is a fisherman, he himself is a fisherman, and his son will be a fisherman too.

A highly solidified class, so that no matter how good or bad the people are, their fate will not change.

And now, the editor-in-chief said, as long as the job is done well, the future position will be higher and life will be better.

This gave Enoch a rush in his heart immediately.

People live a lifetime without fear of suffering or tiredness. The most fearful thing is that there is no hope.

Although he is still unaware of these things, he feels that his heart is full of fighting spirit.

"Editor-in-chief, don't worry, I must sell more newspapers even at the cost of my life. 39 Enoch said eagerly.

"Hahaha…

The editor-in-chief smiled heartily: "How can it be so exaggerated to sacrifice one's life, the newspaper has marquis shares, wears uniforms, and no one dares to provoke it.

"And believe me, the newspaper will be very popular, as long as you are not lazy, you can rely on him to live without worry in the early days."

These words made Enoch's heart shine even more.

He has a high status, speaks softly, is very polite to people who are stinky like himself, and gives him hope in life...

In his heart, the status of the editor-in-chief has skyrocketed.

After reaching the destination, the editor-in-chief picked up a piece of food that looked like a steamed bun but was browned from the table, and handed it to Enoch:

"Still hungry, give it, take it to eat."

Enoch stared blankly, sniffing the pungent aroma, and couldn't help swallowing.

He has only tasted the oven bun made of high-quality white flour once in his life, and it is only half the size of a fist.

But now, the amount in front of me is enough for two people to eat.

Every cell in his body was screaming, asking him to eat it quickly, but it never moved.

If you don't do something, you can't eat. This is what his father taught him.

The editor-in-chief sent it forward again, saying:

"Although the contract has not been signed, I believe you will not regret it. You are now a newspaper employee, and we will not let people work on an empty stomach."

"When I'm full, I'll hurry around the city today, keep the locations in my heart, and I'll start working tomorrow.

Seeing him stunned, the editor-in-chief smiled again and said, "Are you going to let me hold it like this?"

Enoch took it quickly, as if he had a lot to say in his heart, but in the end he stuck his neck and couldn't say anything.

After a long while, he bowed solemnly, turned and left without saying a word.