After working for Party B for eight years, the leader who was parachuted in with the worst performance took revenge and became unemployed.
Chen Geng, who was squatting on the overpass and checking his cell phone, never expected that the first call he received from the elderly phone he bought for five yuan turned out to be the King of Hell.
The incense in the underworld has plummeted, the collective belief in ghosts and gods has gone bankrupt, and the mighty Yama is forced to work for the living all night long.
There is no magic power, it all relies on one mouth and eight years of professional training from Party B - Chen Geng: I accepted this request, but we have to align the granularity first.
If you can't be a householder in the upper world, you will still be a master in the underworld.
Quite interesting