"Ghost?" Zhao Lingjun wanted to say, "A man, what ghost am I afraid of?" But when I think of the female ghosts in many Hong Kong movies who stand at your window or in the mirror and stare at you in red clothes with blood flowing from their eyes and tongues hanging out, and the ghosts who watch from the TV every twelve o'clock in the evening, Sadako who climbed out and practiced sex. Zhao Lingjun felt a little scared in his heart. The word "not afraid" makes me 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 embarrassed to lie to you. The reason why the developer couldn't suppress the news later is because there has been no peace here since the construction started."
"Isn't it peaceful?" Zhao Lingjun suddenly felt a cool breeze blowing over his body.
"Yeah, as soon as the construction started, a lot of strange things happened here. For example, the construction workers here often heard people talking outside at night. There were several work-related injuries here not long after the construction started, and then not long after, One worker was mentally disturbed and kept saying during the day 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 like wildfire."
"Later on, house prices plummeted here? Not many people lived there anymore? The boss's building couldn't be sold, and it was ruined in his hands. He could only use it as a staff dormitory for us?" Zhao Lingjun felt more and more vain. "But I seemed to have slept peacefully yesterday and didn't hear any strange noises."
"Most of what you said was right later on, but you don't know. Later, under pressure, the developer reportedly invited a master to perform a ritual. After that, nothing strange happened here." Zhang Chang Sheng said. "But because of the reputation of the haunted house, not many people dare to live here."
"Me!-!#!#!." Zhao Lingjun looked at Zhang Changsheng and was about to cry. He didn't expect that this company's so-called employee dormitory with individual suites turned out to be a haunted house that the boss couldn't sell.
Looking at the resting hall not far away, when he walked out of the gate of the community in the heavy rain, Zhao Lingjun felt in a trance that the three characters Huajingyuan at the entrance of the community had changed to the three characters Lanruo Temple.
When Zhao Lingjun thought about the countless corpses missing arms, legs, and heads under the house he lived in before, and when he thought that a pervert like the old Black Mountain demon might be suppressed here, Zhao Lingjun was originally excited about his first day at work. , had disappeared, and when Zhao Lingjun and Zhang Changsheng walked to the bus stop not far outside the community, Zhao Lingjun almost fainted to the ground with a thud.
The dense crowd of people on the platform reminded Zhao Lingjun of the dilapidated platform in front of his school. Zhao Lingjun couldn't figure it out that in such a place like Lanruo Temple, there would be so many people waiting for the bus here.
Zhang Changsheng greeted many people in this group. It seemed that many of these people were in the same company as Zhao Lingjun. Among them, Zhao Lingjun did not find Wu Xiaoye. It seemed that in this moment, Wu Xiaoye had already boarded a bus and left.
As soon as he saw the dense crowd on the platform, Zhao Lingjun couldn't help but feel that it was really miserable for a weak girl like Wu Xiaoye to squeeze into such a bus every day. If I buy a car in two years, I will take Wu Xiaoye to and from get off work for free every day. While squeezing into the bus, the first thing Zhao Lingjun thought of was Wu Xiaoye.
After spending all the effort to squeeze into the bus. Zhao Lingjun asked Zhang Changsheng very depressedly. "Why are there so many people in this ghost place? When Hao Meili and I came yesterday, there didn't seem to be so many people."
"It's not that there are many people in this place, but that there are few buses." Zhang Changsheng explained. "When you came back yesterday, it was not the rush hour, so there must not be many people there."
"That's not right. There are only a few buses. Why did Wu Xiaoye leave so soon?" Zhao Lingjun asked strangely.
"Haha, 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 buses, the buses here come at uncertain times. Sometimes two buses will come in succession, and sometimes they will wait for half an hour. , none of them came. So I usually don’t take the bus.”
"What, you bought a car?" At this time, Zhao Lingjun suddenly remembered what Hao Meili told him that this company was well-paid, and some employees had already bought cars after only staying in the company for two years. Zhao Lingjun became excited immediately.
"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 drive to the company, won't I be soaked to death?"
"Drained to death?" At this time, Zhao Lingjun felt something was wrong. "What kind of car are you driving?"
"Electric car." Zhang Changsheng looked at Zhao Lingjun strangely and said. "What other kind of car can there be?"
"Plop", Zhao Lingjun almost rolled his eyes and fell into coma. "Could it be that you were the person I saw driving an electric car into our community on the balcony yesterday?"
"I guess so." Zhang Changsheng said. "Everyone else usually takes the bus to and from get off work, except for Buck Yazhen and Fatty Zhang. Apart from the boss, they are the only two people in our company who have bought a car. And the boss doesn't live here."
"What? What did you say?" Zhao Lingjun said. "Are they the only ones who bought a car? Then why did Hao Meili tell me that some employees in our company bought cars after only two years here?"
"Haha." Zhang Changsheng laughed so hard that he could hardly stand. "Can you believe what Buck Yazhen says? She said that one of our employees bought a car after coming to our company for two years, wasn't it me?"
"Electric car?" Zhao Lingjun almost fainted.
***
After enduring two blows in succession, Zhao Lingjun felt that everything was starting to become illusory. With his last hope, Zhao Lingjun asked Zhang Changsheng. "How are the benefits in our company? Are there any dividends every month?"
"Salary? The salary negotiated by everyone is different. By the way, how much did she tell you?" Zhang Changsheng didn't answer the question, but asked Zhao Lingjun.
"Two thousand." Zhao Lingjun said.
"Is that before tax or after tax? Is it before deducting hardware or after deducting hardware?"
"This..., I'm not sure about this." Zhao Lingjun looked at Zhang Changsheng and said. "Does it make a difference?"
"Of course there is a difference." Zhang Changsheng looked at Zhao Lingjun with sympathetic eyes and said. "If the two thousand you signed is after tax and the salary after deducting hardware, then I congratulate you. Your salary is considered high among the new employees in previous years. But if you sign the two thousand, It’s before tax, after deducting hardware, then I feel more sympathy for you.”
"..." Zhao Lingjun felt cold all over again. "Then what's the difference between the two? A few hundred?"
"If for 2,000 yuan, after deducting hardware and taxes, you can get 1,500 yuan, that would be pretty good." Zhang Changsheng said. "The difference between good and bad is probably four to five hundred."
"..." Zhao Lingjun was completely speechless, but Zhao Lingjun still had a glimmer of hope. "What about dividends? Do they really come every month?"
"Dividends?" Zhang Changsheng laughed again and bent down.
"What's wrong?" Zhao Lingjun's heart felt cold. "No dividends?"
"Yes, how could it not be?" Zhang Changsheng said with a smile.
"Then why are you smiling like this?" Zhao Lingjun said. "Smiling so horribly."
"What if I tell you that the monthly dividend is no more than one hundred, and sometimes it is only fifty?" Zhang Changsheng looked at Zhao Lingjun and said.
"I..." Zhao Lingjun felt a bang in his head, as if all the soap bubbles of hope were bursting before his eyes. There seemed to be someone laughing loudly in Zhao Lingjun's mind: "Haha, your money and beauties will all belong to me from now on."
Zhao Lingjun grasped the handrail tightly and stabilized his body, preventing himself from falling to the ground.