I, Wu Xie, received the employment notice from the "Bronze Gate Group" in Yucun.
Position: Rules Tester. Registration location: Qixing Lu Palace.
Overdue? The consequence is "logout".
So, I, the fat man, was teleported back to the old place wearing slippers.
Rules written in blood on the wall:
"It is forbidden to recall the face of my third uncle. Every time I recall him, he becomes one year older."
"Don't say thank you to Zhang Qiling. Every time you say thank you, he will forget you for a day."
I tore up the rule book and lit the lighter: "This class is determined by me."
Later, during the KPI assessment of Yunding Tiangong, I revised the performance report in front of King Wannu:
"This month's KPI: make your boss mad (1/1), completed."
Zhang Qiling cooperated and handed over the ancient black gold knife as a paper knife.
The fat man was frying corpse crickets with a Luoyang shovel below, and the aroma filled the air.
Later, Bronze Gate HR sent a warning:
"Three violent violations have been detected. Please stop destroying company property (referring to ancient tombs) immediately."
I smiled and clicked on the automatic reply:
"Okay, let's demolish the headquarters (bronze door)."
Zhang Qiling wiped the blade silently, and the fat man began to pack the explosives.
——When the Iron Triangle chose to collectively fail in the weird rules.
——This black-hearted company finally ushered in its "blessing".
Reading Guide
A fusion of strange rules and tomb robbing notes, it's lighthearted and funny, pure candy without a knife.
The emotional line of Pingxie Black Flower is undercurrent, and Fatty is responsible for making complaints throughout the whole process.
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