It was almost 2 o'clock when Qin Kun returned home last night.

Early the next morning, Qin Kun, who was sleeping soundly, was awakened by a rush of phone calls.

The electronic clock at the head of the bed shows that at 9 a.m., Qin Kun picked up the phone with red eyes.

"Hello!!"

The phone call was from Director Wang of the Funeral Home, and Lao Wang said, "Hey, Qin, why are you so angry?"

Since the Demon Capital returned, Qin Kun was afraid that Lao Wang would nag and worked diligently for a month of night shifts. He shouldn't have anything to criticize, right?

"I'm angry?! I don't have a shift in the morning, why are you looking for me?" Qin Kun was confident, and his voice became much louder than usual.

Director Wang said angrily: "What are you talking about?! If you have nothing to do, you can't find you? I'm waiting for you at the Hong Kong-style morning tea shop at the entrance of the district. Come and invite you to have breakfast!"

Have breakfast? Qin Kun's anger was a little relieved.

What's the sun coming out from the west?

An old fox like Lao Wang claims to be a "business genius" and is also stingy, so it is the first time to invite him to dinner.

Qin Kun thought that there was no good thing.

"No...I'll sleep for a while..."

Director Wang was anxious: "This month, the unit paid benefits, each person had a blood pressure device, and a cervical massage shawl. No benefits are gone!"

Qin Kun was impatient: "Take it down... Why do I want that? I'm giving you that..."

Director Wang smiled and said, "Hehe, Qin, both parents and elders like this thing, don't you want to be filial to you? Moreover, it is a benefit from the unit, and the price is not low. I will definitely be happy to take it back and my family!"

Damn...

He actually kidnapped himself with filial piety!

Qin Kun was speechless, but he thought it out. After all, he had two concepts when he sent it in the unit or bought it himself.

When I was so poor the next year, I was so embarrassed by my neighbors when I went home for the New Year. There was an aunt on Laomiao Street. My son worked in a public institution in the provincial capital. I got a lot of benefits when I got home. For this reason, I kept showing off from the beginning of the New Year until after the New Year, so I didn’t mention my arrogant look.

What parents want in their generation is that their children have a good job. What is a good job? Salary is one aspect, and benefits are the other aspect!

Qin Kun's workplace has been keeping his parents secret, and he only used the "Menggui Travel Agency" to make excuses during the Chinese New Year. Now, it will always make them happy if they come up with some benefits?

Besides, I never thought of buying this kind of thing for my parents, so he recognized it today.

"You're ruthless! Come now!"

Early in the morning, the district had already started morning exercises. Du Qinghan sent Qin Xue to take classes. Qin Kun took off after washing up and walked downstairs, breathing in fresh air.

The "Qianmo Home" area where Qin Kun lives is the welfare house of the unit. Director Wang is also in this area. After walking a few steps, he came to the "Huangzi Hong Kong-style morning tea" at the entrance of the district. Director Wang and a young guy were having breakfast.

Hus is about 27 or 28 years old. Qin Kun has met Lao Wang's son Wang Yazhou several times.

"Old Wang."

"Brother Wang."

Wang Yazhou is a T-school student. Now he is in the Information Security Department of Linjiang City. He is shy and wears glasses. He is not good at talking: "It's so early, Master Qin. You and my dad eat, and my unit has left in advance. I have bought it."

Wang Yazhou left in a hurry with a backpack on his backpack.

Lao Wang shook his head: "This child can't even talk to people now."

The refreshments on the table are exquisite, all in the same style. Qin Kun can't taste authentic or not, but the taste is OK anyway.

He picked up a shrimp dumpling emperor and put it in his mouth. Qin Kun was curious: "What's wrong? I'm so scared in the morning. Do you have to use the unit benefits to cheat me out?"

Lao Wang smiled mysteriously and pushed a newspaper over.

This is a "Linjiang Daily". Qin Kun read several big news, and most of them are people's livelihood issues that are not painful. No major events have been seen?

Lao Wang said: "D version."

When I turned to the D version, Qin Kun found that there was a very good section inside, which was a piece of news.

In the section, it was said that a strange thing happened in the "Linjiang New Era" area last night. Building 6, New Era District, from the 6th floor to the 2nd floor, all citizens had a nightmare at the same time, and there were 6 citizens who fainted and were hospitalized. The relevant experts had already gone to investigate last night.

At the same time, the section mentioned that a mysterious man had entered the building, injured the security guard, and destroyed the area gate and the glass door of Building 6. It is speculated that the mysterious man would have something to do with this matter.

Qin Kun saw that the picture next to the section was his side face!

"Damn, this kind of news is also reported?! Is it spreading superstitious ideas randomly!"

Qin Kun pointed the newspaper with his fingers: "Also, I'm going to save people!"

Director Wang pointed his hand at comfort: "I know, be calm. How does it feel to report? Look at a line of words behind it to ask for information from the mysterious man."

Qin Kun was amused and crying: "I won't be wanted, are you?"

Director Wang flattered his mouth: "Jing Sansheng is still in the army. Who can do what you do? If it really doesn't work, isn't Ge Zhan still alive?"

It's okay? It's better...

"Then why are you looking for me?"

Director Wang drank tea and whispered: "Do you think you can contact the newspaper? Is it possible to post a recruitment notice for our unit?"

puff……

Qin Kun's tea was almost sprayed out.

I'll go to your uncle! After working on it for a long time, you want to do this?!

"Why don't you go log in?"

Director Wang smiled bitterly: "I've made it! It's expensive, and I haven't made it to the headlines. There are so many dense things behind it. Who will see it?"

Director Wang pointed to the recruitment section of the daily unit, and the dense recruitment notices were dazzling.

"Then I log in will work?! How big is my face?"

Director Wang pointed to the author's name: "Chu Mingquan, have you seen it? Linjiang Daily Editor-in-Chief! This news was written by the editor-in-chief himself! Can you not be curious about your origin? You can brag about your unit at that time, what can be done well and what is not invaded by ghosts or gods? In short, he will definitely write it. You just need to have a good relationship with him."

I'm fucking...

You are still invincible to ghosts and gods. What a fuck you are a cult! Is it good to be in prison?

"Do I look like a public relations?" Qin Kun rolled his eyes and looked extremely contemptuous.

Director Wang sipped the tea and looked melancholy: "Qin, everyone in our unit is old. I am 54, Lao Qu 59, Lao Zhou 60, Lao Geng, Lao Dan, Lao Yu and others have been over 60, and they can't work for a few years. We... have no successors..."

"You won't get a raise? The basic salary is 800. Who will go now for young people?"

"Isn't there still a performance bonus... it adds up a lot. Besides, the basic salary will definitely double if you have good skills. This is also a craftsmanship."

"Wait..." Qin Kun thought of a question: "I remember I caught a ghost and asked him to find a turtle man to arrange something for him. Have you seen it?"

Director Wang said: "I have seen him cut paper for him and made a vain Taoist soldier. The paper man was taken away by me, and his soul was still floating near the funeral home."

Qin Kun widened his eyes: "Why? Don't you think it's more labor-saving for ghosts to work? You're a Taoist soldier who is busy with trouble, so you don't have to pay a salary! The unit is under the custody of Mr. Qu, what are you afraid of?"

Director Wang snorted coldly: "I'm afraid? I don't want to see Taoism in the Southern Sect and Northern Sect! Mr. Yang... Humph! These idiots knew how to fight, and they were fucking!"

Lao Wang has been resentful of Yang Shen's death, and Qin Kun flattered his mouth: "Then you can still take home your home in the unit..."

"Hmph! My old grudge! I would rather not be a good guy for that old thing, and his master Qiao Shanliang, you are not a good guy! There are also Ge ​​Zhan, Zuo Jinchen, Chai Qingrong, and Wu Xiong and other bastards! It's best if you all die!"

After 30 years, Director Wang still did not let go of his hostility towards the people of the Southern Sect and Northern Sect. Qin Kun sighed, "What a grudge, this is all...

After thinking about it, Peng Xiao, whom I met in the Demon City, was so fanatic. Qin Kun became curious for the first time. How charming was the previous generation of Tiangou? It could make people respect it to this extent.

"Qin, I'm the truth about you, the funeral home industry is the fire, the ice coffin hall is the water, and even the Taoist soldiers can't do it."

"I remember Jiang Yang did it before! He was also a Taoist soldier who was a vain, but unfortunately he was killed by the witch Ma, and you were helpless!"
Chapter completed!