Migrant workers who entered the system refused to work overtime

Chapter 64
"Why don't you go to accept the award?"

Chen Tong waved his hand and spread it weakly on the table in a muffled voice.

"Don't be ridiculous, do you know how much work I have to do now? From morning to night! The sooner you have to join the team, the more you live in the high-rise building endlessly. It's really a group of assassins, endless something went wrong."

There is still a whole day tomorrow before the normal start-up.

Jin Siyuan couldn't see the end of the dragon, and everyone in the group was busy, and Chen Tong, who was docking with them, naturally tensed up.

Who would have thought that there were still items that needed to be adjusted in the middle of the night!
Why can't she eat, eat and sleep because she's just a trick! ! !
For the thousandth time, Chen Tong regretted the identity he chose.

After getting up to eat a piece of bread, Chen Tong continued to communicate with the department, Xiao A turned off his variety show, and replaced the salted fish headband with struggle.

"What about He Yi? You just let her take her wages leisurely?"

"Don't worry, it won't last for a few days anyway."

Little A:?

"Someone reported anonymously that He Yi used his position to secretly infiltrate relatives. Several employees with the surname He came in through irregular channels. Coupled with the closeness of He and Fu, many people complained about this."

Some time ago, the dismounting was the straw for He's loss of support.The so-called wall was pushed down by everyone, and seeing Chen Tong gaining power, the department heads who were originally as polite as a family with He Yi drew a clear line with her.

Who knows if he will be settled by the furious Jin Siyuan?They also gave He Yixing a lot of convenience, after all, each of them took what they needed, and no one knew it.

Unexpectedly, the new director Jin Siyuan looked polite, secretly set up an investigation team like an old fox, and reviewed the written test and interview materials of past employees one by one.

Presumably there will be results soon.

Chen Tong yawned, "Do you believe she's fine? If she doesn't have the right posture, someone will naturally like her. Besides, if she's fine, she won't come to my place every day."

He Yi seemed to have a hole in his head, wondering if Chen Tong reported it.But Chen Tong felt that she didn't believe it, so she simply let her let go of the intrigue.

In He Yi's eyes, Chen Tong's laziness seemed more like acquiescence, so she burst into tears, telling how difficult it was for her to struggle: as the boss of the family, she is the only one among the younger brothers and sisters who is promising, without her, they can't even survive.

She has done something wrong, but Chen Tong can't do it so badly. Putting aside these "little things", is her contribution to the company, He Yi, just ignored? !

Chen Tong got up from the table and remained silent.

How did she reply to He Yi at that time?

Oh, I remembered——

"Since it is unfair to others, why do you want others to be fair to you? Go ask those people who have been squeezed out by the radish pit, will they listen to your crying here?"

She never liked to say nice things to people she didn't like.

Soft words are not her style.

"When will you rest?"

Chen Tong bit the bread angrily, and swiped the watch on the screen for a few seconds, "Go to sleep after reading this list of emails."

Little A: ...

It suddenly remembered the piece of wood in the utility room.

"It would be nice to have a helper."

Chen Tong, who was biting the bread, had a brain crash, oh shit, he was so busy these days that he almost forgot about it.

Turn to ecstasy, oh my god, savior!
"What are you waiting for, go now!"

"But it's night now..."

"The moon is dark and the wind is high!"

She carried a lamp and walked briskly, and her fluttering clothes looked like a mountain elf.The shadowy reflection of the canopy dangles on the white screen window.It seems that some ghosts wandering between heaven and earth, stubbornly waiting for strangers to call their names.

Jia Sheng knew that it was not the group's demand, so he asked Chen Tong for another address.Chen Tong had no other worries, so he simply sent someone to the basement of the small apartment he rented nearby.

I'm afraid that without Xiao A's reminder, Deputy Director Chen, who is too busy, will never remember.

"If it doesn't work..."

The night was still bitterly cold.Chen Tong, who was awakened by the night wind, hung the ever-burning lamp by the wall, freed his hands to gather his clothes, "There are so many accidents."

Although the first time I did it, I really didn't know the bottom line.

The delivery person covered the wood with a waterproof felt, and used a beam frame to support the ends to prevent possible small things from damaging the wood.Chen Tong lifted the linoleum and took a panoramic view of the wood by the light of the fire.

nice one.

It's up to her next.

Little A also held his breath.

Chen Tong closed his eyes, trying to recall the scene inside the door that day.Mr. Song is the author of "Tiangong Kaiwu", and "Baigong Bamboo Slips" is quite related to it. This talent called "Tiangong Kaiwu" may need him to inspire her.

The candlelight swayed, and the shadow of the moon shifted.

A certain unpainted door of the Space-Time Council Bureau was quietly activated.Two different roads spread out again, and the blue color flows to the right, lighting up the lights of thousands of families in the dark.

But in front of Chen Tong's eyes was nothing but darkness.

She thought, could it be that her guess was wrong?

But then, someone passed her by. Looking at the back, this person was not old Mr. Song Yingxing, but someone Chen Tong knew very well——Song Hongchun.

Chen Tong called him to stop.

But Song's father who turned around surprised Chen Tong, she couldn't see his face clearly, because his face was the revolving door of all the people she met.

"That is, you want to use your talents?"

"Father Song" didn't sound like Song Hongchun anymore.He seems to be a ruthless AI, but borrowed Song's father's skin.

Chen Tong closed his eyes and made a bow, and collected his thoughts, "Yes."

"Is there a token?"

She was stunned.

Although the token popped up by the system was Baigongjian, but that thing was burned by myself. As for whether it was burnt out, whether it was still there, and where it was... She didn't know at all.

"The junior dares to ask, must it be real?"

"No. This is the essence of craftsmanship that has been passed down for thousands of years. Whether it is paper, craftsman, or even word of mouth, it can be a token."

Chen Tong: ...

Then why doesn't the system record other things as tokens?

Do you have to choose Naluoshizi Baigongjian?

So Chen Tong began to guess the token.

It is estimated that there are no rumors, and she does not have any paper.As for the artisan's work, she had to think about what she had in hand.

Chen Tong had no choice but to untie his bag.

But how can I have any good things, besides the gadgets I bought from the Workers’ Home, the ever-burning lamps I don’t know if they exist or not, and...

Wait, there is really a strange thing.

All things that do not belong to the target time and space will be automatically separated before entering the new time and space, and folded into the burden of the tasker.So the treasure that was supposed to shine on Chen Tong's head was accidentally piled up with the rags in her hands.

Chen Tong looked at Fachai and fell into deep thought.

"See if this works."

The face of the revolving lantern stopped.

Song Hongchun's face was fixed on it.

"The keepsake "Jade Jade Beads and Acacia Enamel Wangyou Hairpin", belonging to the craftsman Song Hongchun, number 03762, passed the identification of the full-time craftsman, and allowed the heir Chen Tong to open the database of the full craftsman sequence."

Chen Tong:!

No wonder little A hesitated to speak, the name of this thing is so long, who knows how much it is worth! ! !
(End of this chapter)