magic stick labor contract

Early on Wednesday morning, Zhang Jiu woke up early, brushed his teeth and washed his face carefully. He wished he could wash his face eight times and brush his teeth eight times. Then he looked in the mirror and wiped his hair. Back your head!

Because the job call came so suddenly, Zhang Jiu didn't have time to fix himself. He always stayed at home, and what he did more than a month was the job of pasting the film. Usually, he rarely came to catch ghosts and exorcise evil spirits. Therefore, Zhang Jiu's dress has always been very informal, and it's too late to cut his hair. His hair is slightly long and covers his eyes, making him look a bit sloppy, and he wears big black glasses, which cover half of his face.

Zhang Jiu was going to wear a suit and tie today, so he naturally couldn't be sloppy, so he put his hair back, looked in the mirror, and felt that he was handsome in a mess!

Zhang Jiu came out of the toilet humming a little tune, Er Mao was still rubbing his eyes and didn't wake up, when he saw Zhang Jiu, he opened his mouth wide and said, "My lord, what's wrong with you?"

Zhang Jiu wiped his back hair, and said with a smile, "How about it, am I handsome, my lord?"

Ermao thought for a while and said, "My lord looks a bit like a spy in a war drama today."

Zhang Jiu: "..."

Zhang Jiu really wanted to discuss with Er Mao the skill of swearing without swearing. When did Er Mao max out this skill? It's so insane!

San Fen had already made breakfast, and came out of the kitchen with a plate. Seeing Zhang Jiu, he was taken aback for a moment, then smiled perfectly, and said, "My lord looks different today."

Zhang Jiumu said with a straight face, "Tell the truth."

Sanfen immediately answered and said, "Your Excellency is too embarrassing today."

Zhang Jiu: "..." The truth hurts.

Baibai also got up and was about to come to eat. When he saw Zhang Jiu, he was taken aback for a rare moment. He was probably "scared" by Zhang Jiu's outfit today.

Zhang Jiu plucked his hair and said, "Is it really so ugly?"

As he spoke, he looked at [-] cents. Just as the three shikigami were about to speak, Zhang Jiu immediately said, "Don't tell the truth."

San Fen smiled and said, "My lord is dressed perfectly today, full marks."

Ermao said, "My lord is so cute today."

One hundred cherished the words like gold and said, "It's okay."

Zhang Jiu: "..."

The old man was also taken aback when he got up. Zhang Jiu's face shape is actually quite perfect, and his forehead is very beautiful when exposed, but Zhang Jiu's big back is painted greasy. I don't know what the hell it is. It really looks like a spy. of.

In the end, San Fen urged Zhang Jiu to go to the toilet to take a shower and wash his hair. Zhang Jiu quickly finished washing. San Fen helped him dry his hair and take care of it. With bangs, although the hair is still a little long, at least it doesn't look sloppy, and the slightly long hair sets off Zhang Jiu's gentleness.

Zhang Jiu's big glasses were broken, so he replaced them with spare ones. They were his first pair of glasses. They were fitted in an optical shop. They were very expensive and had no frame. A little dizzy, so Zhang Jiu never wore it.

Now that I don't have glasses, I can only make do with it.

Zhang Jiu's hair is slightly parted, and the new play is soft and soft, looking very docile, with brown hair, brown eyes, fair skin, delicate and delicate appearance, and no black glasses blocking his face. The face was a little surprised.

Zhang Jiu was also wearing a black suit, which should be the most expensive of all his outfits. The tie didn't look tasteful, but it didn't detract too much. He looked clean and tidy, really looking like a young, promising and successful person.

The old man looked stunned, and said, "Hey young man, you are so smart, let me tell you, if you apply for my granddaughter-in-law, I will give you full marks!"

Zhang Jiu: "..." The old man is quite open-minded.

Time was running out, so Zhang Jiu took his resume and a pen in his suit pocket, so he hurried out.

One hundred and twenty-three cents also wants to see what the Duanmu Group looks like, and how luxurious the independent office of the chief Feng Shui master is, so he also wants to go along.

The old man also wants to go, because being a ghost is too lonely, and he has repeatedly promised not to get close to his grandson.

Zhang Jiu thought that no one would be able to see them anyway, so let’s just go, there are so many people and it’s lively, so he can save himself the embarrassment of not being familiar with the place on his first day of work today.

Everyone went out quickly and took the bus to the building of Duanmu Group.

When I arrived, it was about the same time, and I was still 10 minutes away from work. The front desk had already arrived. She looked very solemn and well-behaved, with heavy makeup, a sweet voice, and even her movements were very standardized.

Zhang Jiu was dumbfounded, thinking that it was indeed a big company, but it was different.

The lady at the front desk quickly made an internal call. A colleague from the personnel department came out of the elevator wearing a badge and said, "Mr. Zhang, please go this way. I will take you to see the personnel manager first. Our manager's surname is Zhang."

Zhang Jiu wanted to say what a coincidence, my surname is also Zhang, but because the people here are too serious, Zhang Jiu didn't dare to joke.

The personnel colleague led Zhang Jiu into the elevator room, and the four ghosts also quickly floated into the elevator room. Among them, the old man walked a little slowly, and he needed to use spiritual power to float, which was not very natural.

The personnel colleague frowned and pressed the door close button, thinking that the elevator door was broken, but no one came in, so why did the elevator door not close for a long time.

The old man strolled around the courtyard, walked in and said with a smile, "Oh, I've never taken an employee elevator before, so I'm so excited."

Zhang Jiu: "..."

When they went upstairs, they felt resplendent as soon as they went out. The floor was covered with black floor tiles, clean and shining, all of which were floor-to-ceiling windows, and the lighting was very good. There was a reception desk on each floor, as well as waiting sofa rooms, which looked very grand.

Zhang Jiu followed the people all the way in, and passed several large offices. The offices were all standard small partitions, each with a computer, and the employees were typing away, looking very busy.

The man brought Zhang Jiu to the innermost manager's room, then stopped, and let Zhang Jiu go in by himself.

Zhang Jiu knocked on the door and walked in when he heard the word "please come in".

The manager's office is so grand, four ghosts followed in, Er Mao exclaimed in surprise: "Wow! It's so big here, just one office is bigger than our home!"

Manager Zhang turned out to be a woman. She looked like she was in her 30s, and she was very good at maintaining herself. She wore heavy makeup and a work skirt, and looked capable and agile.

Zhang Jiu has an occupational disease. When he came up, he took a look at Manager Zhang's face. He had high cheekbones, was assertive, and had a mean face. She looked like a strong woman, but she was a typical example of a failed relationship.

Manager Zhang didn't let Zhang Jiu sit down at all, didn't raise his head, and said: "Mr. Zhang Jiu? Thank you for joining Duanmu Group. From today, you are a member of Duanmu Group. We will find you later Do newcomer training. Your office is on the third basement floor, the third one from the left."

Zhang Jiu raised his eyebrows, he didn't know why, he suddenly felt that this woman seemed to have eaten gunpowder this morning, otherwise why did she speak so aggressively?

Manager Zhang raised his head again, looked Zhang Jiu up and down, and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhang Jiu, do you know why you can take up the position without an interview or even a preliminary test?"

Zhang Jiu said honestly, "I don't know."

He silently swallowed the words "I'm excellent" in his throat.

Manager Zhang laughed and said: "It doesn't mean you are excellent, but it means that the senior management of Duanmu Group doesn't care about this position. Maybe you have heard of how good the salary is for this position before. You can just sit there and wait until you die." With a monthly income of 10,000+, if Mr. Zhang thinks so, he is wrong..."

After finishing his speech, Manager Zhang continued, "I hope Mr. Zhang Jiu won't be like that Feng Shui master before, just showing off his cleverness."

Zhang Jiu: "..."

Zhang Jiu finally understood. Perhaps when the old man was sensible, he paid great attention to this position, so the chief Fengshui master was very popular. However, the grandson of the old man Duanmu, that is, Duanmu Jinyang, did not believe in ghosts and gods. In his opinion, this position is possible. No, the existence is just the inheritance of a corporate culture.

Unfortunately, the former chief Feng Shui master seems to have done something, maybe not just a "smart" thing, and then he was unlucky and implicated...

Manager Zhang finished speaking, and said, "Okay, Mr. Zhang, I still have a meeting, you can go downstairs to report, and...our company doesn't need vases with oily heads and noodles."

Zhang Jiu: "..."

Zhang Jiu led the door out and said, "She obviously looks down on me."

Ermao nodded and said, "Yes."

San Fen said: "I look down on you from head to toe."

Bai Bai didn't speak, but nodded twice.

Zhang Jiu said righteously: "I hate this kind of people who judge people by their appearance the most. Although I am handsome like no one before or after, you can't just think that I am a fancy vase."

The old man: "..." The young man seems to have missed the point.

Ermao said: "Why do adults only hear the big sister say that he is a vase..."

Zhang Jiu himself felt that it was pie in the sky. A person like himself who did not graduate from a famous university of Tianshi was able to interview for such a good position. After all, this industry is very distinguished.

Zhang didn't expect that this pie was made every other week, and it was already hard and gritted!Hit a jujube on the head!

He himself wanted to pick up the leaks comfortably, but the dream hadn't started yet, but it ended up shattered. However, Zhang Jiu is a bit stubborn. He generously admits that he likes to get something for nothing, but he also hates others who look down on him. Now Zhang Jiu's The temper of the cow came up.

While walking towards the elevator, Zhang Jiu said, "Look, I'm an eighth-level celestial master, and I'm different from those charlatans. Then I will slap them in the face hard."

He got into the elevator, pressed the third floor, and said, "It's strange, old man, why is the Feng Shui master's office underground? Aren't the undergrounds full of parking garages or something?"

The old man said, "I've never heard of it being underground. When I was alive, the chief Feng Shui master's office was on the twentieth floor."

The elevator opened soon, and as soon as the door to the third floor was opened, a strong smell of ink rushed towards him, causing Zhang Jiu to sneez twice and pinch his nose.

The chandelier on the negative third floor is still old-fashioned, with some bad connections, and it is "crackling", flickering and flickering. The corridor is very cramped, and it is not the same as the environment upstairs. Like an old-fashioned tube building, a haunted house of all kinds of corpses and ghosts will pop out at any time...

Zhang Jiu walked in slowly, and heard the roar of various equipment inside. When he walked in, he saw that it was a printing workshop!The employees in overalls are busy printing various promotional leaflets of Duanmu Group.

The workshop is the first room, and the second room has three large characters written on the bathroom!

There is a tag at the door of the third room, yes, next to the toilet, you can smell a strong smell of disinfectant.

The hanging tag was still hanging, and it said - Chief Feng Shui Master's Office.

What about cheating...