God’s Gift [Unlimited Streaming]

He Ziyun got off the bus and suddenly found himself in another bright light from the darkness, unable to open his eyes.

When He Ziyun opened his eyes, what he saw was a crowd making strong noises.

The spacious and gorgeous square has many wooden boards, tables and chairs erected around it. Countless well-dressed men and women are mixed in it. They all hold a stack of white paper in their hands. They lower their heads and cannot see clearly, and they are like ants crawling along. People move around.

Compared with the crowded "people cake" in the center of the square, those sitting behind the tables and chairs looked much more relaxed. They received people who came for interviews one after another, with gentle and charitable smiles.

"You have good skin, you can consider it."

"My appearance can be rated eight points. You can try to send one to the Earl's Mansion..."

"Sorry, you don't meet our expectations. You can go and have a look elsewhere..."

"..."

Some people followed the interviewer ecstatically, while others sighed dejectedly and shuffled to queue up at other interview booths.

This is a huge open-air job fair.

He Ziyun remembered that there were only twenty anchors who entered, but now there are so many people interviewing in the square, which shows that their chances of succeeding in the interview are not very high.

Soon, He Ziyun was at the front of the queue.

"Hurry up, where is your resume?"

The person interviewing him was a man. Except for his pale skin, the man looked very handsome. He was lowering his head and drawing a big cross on a piece of paper.

“Is it okay without a resume?”

He Ziyun raised his eyes, his voice a little weak.

“If you don’t have a resume, go get one! Don’t waste your time here!”

The man's tone was impatient. He looked up at the "applicant" in front of him who came for an interview without a resume, but his movements suddenly stopped.

The next second, He Ziyun saw the fastest face-changing stunt in history.

The man stood up immediately, and his impatient expression turned into enthusiasm, "Ah, you don't have a resume, right? It's okay! Come on, sit down first."

As he spoke, he bent down and took out a bottle of water from the box behind him, handed it to He Ziyun and a leaflet, and said with a smile: "When you are tired, let's talk slowly, there is no shortage of time."

The "job seekers" behind He Ziyun were a little dissatisfied, and there was a moment of commotion.

But the man slammed the table and shouted sharply: "Don't you see what you look like? If you want to look like him, I will talk to you slowly!"

"If you keep fooling around, get out of here!"

The "job seekers" were startled and did not dare to speak for a moment.

The man cleared his throat and smiled again: "How about it, what kind of job do you want to do at the Earl's Mansion?"

He Ziyun took a sip of water, pointed to the word "wine waiter" on the flyer and asked, "What kind of job does this do?"

The man's eyes changed, and then he said with a smile: "Well, it would be too outrageous for you to go there. You can take a look at the work above."

"For example, this "secret slave" has a very simple job. He only needs to do some very leisurely work every day. Food and accommodation are included, and the salary is 50,000 yuan a month..."

The man was talking incessantly. He Ziyun looked like he was listening patiently, but his eyes were looking at the leaflet for a long time.

Secret slave, cupbearer, maid, cleaner...

Except for the first one, I don’t know what it does specifically, but the others can be roughly guessed from their names.

Just the word "secret slave", it's really hard not to make people think of some obscure job...

He Ziyun squinted his eyes and sighed as if he had a hard time making a decision: "The treatment is very good, but I received a card when I came here. It seems to be related to work."

The man was stunned: "What?"

The young man hesitated and took out a black and purple card and put it on the table, "That's it."

The man looked down and his pupils shrank suddenly. He didn't even touch the card. He wanted to say something, but he swallowed it after seeing the young man's face: "Actually, our treatment is better than that of the witches. ."

"After all, the life at the witch's place is definitely not as good as that at the Earl's Mansion. And as far as I know, the witch's place doesn't seem to accept men. If you're not sure, you can think about it."

As he spoke, the man took out a black and red card from his pocket and handed it to the young man: "If you think about it, you can go to the Earl's Mansion and ask."

The man sighed and said to the young man with complicated eyes: "You passed the interview, you can decide for yourself."

After He Ziyun got his answer, he didn't stay any longer. He raised his eyes and smiled: "Thank you for your explanation."

The young man with an exquisite appearance stood up, took two cards and left under the envious eyes of countless "job seekers".

Just when He Ziyun was thinking about whether to try some other interview booths, the sunlight in front of him was suddenly blocked.

He paused for a few seconds and looked up at the person in front of him.

Yang Jingshu looked down at him with the edge of the black and red card exposed in her breast pocket, with an unlit cigarette in her right hand.

"do you mind?"

He Ziyun was a little surprised that the other party suddenly stopped him, but he still shook his head.

Yang Jingshu breathed a sigh of relief, lowered her head, took out a lighter, lit a cigarette, and took a long puff, "Do you want to cooperate?"

Cooperation?

He Ziyun was really convinced by Yang Jingshu now. Under such circumstances, Yang Jingshu was the only one who wanted to drag an omega who was a "burden" in everyone's eyes.

He Ziyun didn't hate people like Yang Jingshu, and he didn't like them at the same time.

In his opinion, kindness is indeed a good virtue, but it is also stupid.

Thinking of this, He Ziyun suddenly became curious. He glanced at the black and red card stuffed on the other person's chest and said, "Don't you feel tired, Miss Yang?"

Yang Jingshu was silent for a few seconds, "Sometimes."

How could you not be tired?

very tired.

"let it go."

He Ziyun smiled: "I hate becoming a burden the most, and Miss Yang, sometimes you still need to think about yourself."

"And -" The young man moved his fingers slightly, and the two cards made a crisp sound.

“I had no idea where I would ‘work’. "

He Ziyun declined: "Ms. Yang should find someone who needs more cooperation."

Yang Jingshu looked at him quietly and looked away.

"Goodbye."

The two parted unhappily.

……

He Ziyun lowered his head to check the two cards in his hand under the gloomy sky.

The black and purple card was given by the "female ticket inspector". It showed a woman wearing a black and purple witch hat. The woman had fair skin, only her chin was exposed, and her red lips were looming.

On the black and red card is the faintly visible old castle manor, which is pitch black. The full moon in the upper right corner is bright and cold, giving off a strange coolness.

He Ziyun slowly put the two cards away close to his body, stood there and looked around, and finally walked towards another location.

The interviewer this time was a strange man hidden in a white robe.