If you are scared, I can accompany you." Du Yu said with a smile.
Su Qingyu was worried about whether she could go, not that she was afraid of needing someone to accompany her.
The rules don't mention anything about confinement areas.
The risks are unknown.
Du Yu seemed to see through her thoughts and reminded her, "Only during working hours can it be considered as work.
If you don’t want to go to a task that is not during working hours, you don’t have to go.”
"Well, then I won't go." Su Qingyu said this, but what he was thinking was something else.
Her identity was an intern reporter who was working undercover at the Venus Beverage Factory, and she was not really here to work.
Promotion and salary increase are not the goal, leaving here is the goal.
Her role as an intern reporter requires her to take the initiative to seek the truth.
Of course, it is safest to keep to yourself.
But at the same time, it also means that she cannot touch the secrets hidden in this factory.
So, tonight, she had to attend a Hongmen Banquet.
Not only do you have to go, you have to go in advance.
Du Yu was really clingy, like a plaster that couldn't be shaken off. He stayed by her side the whole time, guiding her into the cafeteria with a bright smile.
You have to go.
Su Qingyu saw that there were many bloodstained work clothes piled up in the back kitchen of the cafeteria.
Employees often go missing in factories, and some of them might be in the cafeteria.
More and more people were getting their meals at the ordinary window in the cafeteria. Su Qingyu glanced at the crowd and noticed some familiar faces among them—employees from the logistics department.
Those people had stiff expressions and dull eyes.
This is a sign of severe pollution.
At the window selling dumplings, employees were still queuing up to buy food.
Su Qingyu simply went to queue up to buy dumplings.
The purpose of buying dumplings is not to eat, but to find clues.
In the dungeon, some plots can only be triggered by reaching specific scenes.
Du Yu disliked dumplings, so he went to the regular window to continue buying his favorite fried yellow croaker.
Sure enough, while waiting in line, Su Qingyu heard two people at the back of the line talking about salary.
Listen carefully.
"How much did you earn this month?" The man's voice revealed a hint of excitement.
The woman replied quietly, "I gave out a full two thousand ghost money."
The man said in a brisk voice: “I got more than you, I got two thousand three.
It is so hard to earn money for the dead outside nowadays. We are blessed to be able to stay here. "
The woman smiled and said, “We should be grateful to the school for assigning us jobs.
We were lucky enough to come here after graduating from Morningstar High School.
The job is simple, just loading the red drink onto the truck every day.”
The man said with emotion: "It turns out that the red drinks we drank in school before all came from here.
I’ve been working here for so long, and I still don’t know how the red drink is made.”
“Shh—” The woman said nervously, “The group said that the method of making the drink is top secret.
Let's not talk about this topic casually. If someone hears it, we will be in trouble. "
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