"So it's settled?""Yeah." Guo Dong nodded, his fluffy hair swaying slightly.
"Sign the contract." The other party handed over a contract that had been prepared long ago, and at the end, he reminded him in a voice that only he could hear, "Write down the contact person clearly, and you will get a cremation subsidy when you die..."
Guo Dong's ears were sharp, and his dark and clean eyes immediately lit up, "Cremation subsidy? How much?"
The other party looked at him in surprise, his face became strange, "...half a year's salary."
Guo Dong was immediately happy.
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Go forward along the snack street, turn left at two-thirds of the street, pass through the narrow bluestone alley, and a large iron gate full of rotten iron sheets will jump out in front of you.
Guo Dong opened the iron gate and walked in sideways with a tingling sound.
Behind the iron gate was a small dam that had been neglected for a long time and was overgrown with weeds. At the end of the dam was a slightly smaller iron gate, and further in was a downward driveway, more than ten meters deep, with a large warehouse of more than 100 square meters inside.
Guo Dong went down there. There were three big iron doors, painted red and black iron, with many old and tattered patterns on the doors, which looked weird and creepy.
Guo Dong's job was to guard the warehouse, working from nine to five.
The job was a bit weird, but Guo Dong was quite satisfied. After all, he could get 50,000 yuan a month in salary plus various subsidies. As long as he didn't make any mistakes, he might be able to pay off the installment loan in advance within 20 years.
When he thought of his room full of limited edition dolls, Guo Dong was in a good mood.
He shook his head gently, and his fluffy hair curled up a corner on the tip of his head with his movements, like a small bud about to bloom.
He hugged the cloth rabbit in his arms, which seemed to have been cruelly chopped and crudely sewn together, ignoring the chatter coming from deep in the warehouse, and hummed the brainwashing melody he had just heard on the road, "The bastard boss ate, drank, gambled, and owed 350 million yuan, and ran away with his sister-in-law..."
Guo Dong was just happy when he saw a group of people walking out of the driveway.
The man in the front with waist-length black hair tied up, a good-looking face, but a stinky face as if someone owed him 350 million, was his sister-in-law, oh, no, the boss.
"That thing is definitely an A-level existence. When we went there, there were only corpses left in the whole building. The body parts were all over the ground and blood was flowing like a river. The stench was so bad that it could kill people..." Ren Feilin, who was talking, immediately shut up when he saw Guo Dong, and the others were also quiet.
"Come to work." Ren Feilin was in the human resources department, and it was she who was responsible for Guo Dong's application.
She had to apply for at least five or six security guards every month, and she was numb to it, but she was impressed by Guo Dong because he was the only one who was happy to hear that there was a cremation subsidy.
"Good morning."
"By the way, something will be delivered later. It's very dangerous. It may be kept here for two days. Don't go into the warehouse these two days..."
"Okay." Guo Dong took note obediently.
After Ren Feilin gave the instructions, the group left.
The warehouse fell silent again. Guo Dong glanced at the dark driveway and the faintly visible iron gate inside. He ignored the persistent chat, held the rabbit tightly in his arms, and entered the guard room next to the small iron gate.
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Guarding the gate at the enemy prison [Infinite] (MTL)
HorrorGuo Dong, the king of ghosts, found a weird job after retirement, guarding a door in a strange underground warehouse. The job was a bit weird, but the monthly salary was 50,000 yuan, and there was a cremation subsidy for his death. In order to pay f...