Lord of the Divine Show

"Yes, yes, Uncle Zhong..."

Han Bingjie was all smiles.

He was used to this thigh going crazy from time to time...

"This time, our job is to deliver express to the park, and then experience three facilities..."

Han Bingjie repeated the work just like the report: "Shi Minglou and Su Nuan chose the seesaw, but the 'trick' there is the most terrifying, and one of the two participants must die... I went to experience Yunxiao Speeding, I don’t know what happened, but in the end it was Su Nuan who survived the seesaw game..."

From time to time, one or two employees would come in and watch Han Bingjie reporting on his work, with expressions of envy on their faces.

They thought so too, but unfortunately Zhong Shenxiu didn't care about them at all.

It would be great to get a little closer to this guard.

In fact, Han Bingjie's daily reporting style was also inspired by Chu He.

After all, if you have a good relationship now, if one day you are chased all the way to the door by Gui, there will always be someone you can turn to for help, right?

‘The janitors in this company have a higher status than supervisors and managers, and they look like they are going to die...’

Zhong Shenxiu complained in his mind and glanced at Han Bingjie: "What does this have to do with me?"

"What happened last time... was probably leaked by Shi Minglou and Su Nuan." Han Bingjie thought about it and couldn't help but said.

"oh!"

Zhong Shenxiu nodded without much expression.

'Sure enough... Just as Chu He guessed, Brother Puppet has no intention of pursuing the case at all, because becoming a company employee is already the most terrifying and desperate punishment...'

Han Bingjie nodded, saw a trace of impatience on Zhong Shenxiu's face, and quickly turned around and left.

…

Another week has passed.

Zhong Shenxiu drank tea and read newspapers as usual as a pastime after practicing every day.

He only works six hours a day, and how he allocates them depends on his mood. His job is to move a chair and sit in the lobby on the first floor.

As soon as the time was up, he entered the guard room, and the employees outside could only stare.

But at this time, there were still a few people gathered in the hall on the first floor.

The leader is Chu He, the supervisor on the 13th floor!

He did not talk to Zhong Shenxiu, but was waiting for something.

Jingle Bell!

After a while, the cell phone rang, and several people around looked very uneasy, including Han Bingjie.

Chu He's expression remained unchanged and he answered the phone. Liu Xin's voice came from inside: "Sister Hong and I have arrived at the place to deliver the express. The specific content is..."

"Very good...according to the clues you provided, I can analyze possible ways for you to survive..."

Chu He quickly wrote and drew on half of the black notebook, trying hard to analyze.

The express delivery company does not prohibit employees from making phone calls at work. Previously, it was only unilaterally prohibited by the regional manager. The main reason was that the medium of communication through telephone was cursed.

But now, Chu He chose to work beside Zhong Shenxiu, as if he could get a sense of security.

As for the employees on other floors, they can only express various kinds of envy and jealousy, often revealing similar meanings. As soon as Zhong Shenxiu glares, they will be scared away.

"Actually... most of the tricks don't have the ability to curse over the phone..."

Zhong Shenxiu watched Chu He and others analyze their way out and yawned.

"But the reception hall on the first floor is also a public area of ​​the company. It's not against the rules if we use it, right?"

Chu He pushed up his glasses and smiled.

"Of course, I don't care about this..." Zhong Shenxiu rolled his eyes and suddenly said: "You haven't given up yet and want to explore Mianhai Sixth Middle School? There is nothing there except my sister..."

"I believe……"

Chu He assured solemnly: "But there are always people who are willing to help it. After all... the power of that strange thing is becoming more and more exaggerated as it is spread..."

His eyes couldn't help but glance at the 'ominous umbrella' in Zhong Shenxiu's hand.

'It seems that no explanation is of any use, forget it...just let them die...'

Zhong Shenxiu continued to drink tea and read the newspaper. Half an hour later, he heard the Chuhe group cheering. It seemed that they had found a way to survive, and not many people died.

Well, strictly speaking, if there wasn't such a way, there would still be Chu He's selfless help.

People like Han Bingjie should have died long ago.

I don’t know if I can claim compensation based on overwork death...

"Huh?"

Zhong Shenxiu suddenly stood up and walked out of the company door.

Chu He pushed up his glasses and pulled Han Bingjie to follow him.

"Supervisor... Brother Puppet is doing something, so let's not follow him. Maybe someone is following him!"

Han Bingjie said tremblingly.

"Probably not. The scheming Liu Xin and the others are not the type who would come along the phone line and strangle people to death..."

Chu He followed Zhong Shenxiu out of the company gate and saw the busy sidewalk.

After all, it is a downtown area, it is still daytime, the sky is cloudless, and it is very lively.

And at the entrance of the company building, a little girl holding a balloon was looking up at the towering company building.

She was fascinated as she watched. The rope in her hand was loosened, and the balloon floated towards the company door.

She hurriedly chased him in and was about to cross the boundary of the gate.

Suddenly, a figure emerged.

He was wearing a clean and straight security uniform, holding a large black umbrella in his hand, and stretched out his other hand to grasp the lines of the suspended balloon.

"Little sister, this is yours."

Zhong Shenxiu handed the balloon to the little girl and said with a smile: "Private property, no trespassing allowed!"

"Brother, why are you holding an umbrella?"

The little girl raised her head and felt the sun was shining brightly.

"Probably just in case of rain... hurry up and go!"

Zhong Shenxiu waved his hands as if to drive him away, putting on a fierce expression.

"Woo!"

The little girl frowned, almost crying, turned around and ran away.

"What... is going on? Can she see the company door?" Han Bingjie watched all this and said in surprise.

"Memetic pollution only reduces the sense of existence. It does not mean that the company does not exist in the eyes of ordinary people...it just subconsciously ignores the past..."

Chu He pushed up his glasses: "But this little girl was indeed very dangerous before... If you enter the company rashly, there is a high chance of being directly 'recruited'..."

"Brother Puppet saved her life." Han Bingjie couldn't help but sigh. He couldn't imagine what it would be like for such a young employee to deliver express delivery.

That is simply child labor abuse!

'wrong! ’ He almost slapped himself in the mouth. He felt that after staying with his thigh for a long time, something was wrong with his thinking...

"interesting!"

Chu He looked at the little girl's back and saw her running towards a young couple and pointing at the building.

"This family can all see the company door. It is impossible for a child to break through the blockade of common sense with his own logical thinking and rationality... So, has he ever seen a 'strange' person? I really don't know if this family is lucky or unlucky. …”