Starting from the Funeral Parlor, Collecting Immortals

The day Lu Jingxing woke up, he felt that he was the chosen one. With one strike of the ax, the bully fell to his knees, the ground cracked, and the queue was full. Then the official told him: You, a non-staff contractor, go to work at the funeral home first. Workplace: Hezhou Funeral Home. Job content: Do ideological work for out-of-control spirit bonders, and occasionally host funerals. Colleague A: A cadaver plastic surgeon, with fair skin and long legs, but he doesn't like to talk much. Colleague B: The director of the funeral home likes to pretend to be sophisticated, which is not suitable for children. Colleague C: Deputy division level cadres, ordinary people, but can make them cry and write inspections. The leader patted him on the shoulder: "Work hard and strive to achieve success, so that I can make you a regular employee as soon as possible." Lu Jingxing looked at the Qianqi ax in his hand and asked, "What about my current treatment?" "Six insurances and two golds, and the internship period is half a year." "Basic salary, 2,500 a month." "Performance salary, 1,500 a month." "Position allowance, 800 a month." "4...4800?" "Haha... In addition to the special position allowance, if you haven't become a regular employee yet, it will be calculated as three times the salary of your public position." Three times? "Leader, I did it!!!"