Weirdness is coming: Chen Mu Nugui started with trillions of ghost coins

The dead manager was already frowning and getting a little impatient.

There is still a lot of work to be done, so why would it waste so much time on a small employee?

But even after stuffing it into his hands, the dead manager still lowered his head to take a look.

At this glance, the dead manager was slightly stunned.

I saw that in my hand was a roll of paper money for the dead.

At a rough glance, there are probably thousands of ghost money.

The dead manager is not a fool. How could he believe something like that that he picked up from the ground?

Obviously, this was given to him by Chen Mu.

Spending thousands of ghost money just to avoid a fine of two hundred ghost money?

The dead manager understood that the other party wanted him to take care of him.

One thousand ghost coins is equivalent to a week's salary for a dead manager.

At that moment, the dead manager was a little moved. It was the first time he had met such a sensible employee.

It couldn't help but cough, quietly took the money, and quietly put the timer on the table down.

"Be more careful next time. I'll let you go this time because you're new. But if you exceed the time limit again, don't blame me for being ruthless."

The dead manager's words were heard by a player who asked for leave nearby.

This player just asked for leave from his boss, but the boss refused to approve it and asked him to stay for another three hours.

When the players heard the dead manager say this, they immediately looked envious, as if they were envious of Chen Mu for following a good leader.

"Dude, you're so lucky to have a good leader."

Listening to the player's sigh, Chen Mu smiled and said nothing.

luck?

I never rely on luck.

I just like to convince others with reason, and I happen to have a lot of "reason" in my hands. When I tell others "reason", they will listen.

Chen Mu didn't explain and turned back to his workstation.

Looking at Chen Mu's back, the dead manager opened the rolled money and prepared to put it in his pocket.

One thousand ghost money is not too much, but not too little. I can take care of it myself, but only a little.

After all, there are only a thousand ghost money, and it is difficult for me to take too much care of it.

But the next second, the dead manager was stunned.

Its hand holding the money trembled slightly.

I saw a thin gold bar stuffed in the rolled-up banknotes.

The strange gold bars are very thin, but after all, they are gold soaked in pure strange energy.

Judging from the appearance, this strange gold bar must be worth at least 70,000 or 80,000!

The dead manager suddenly looked up and looked at Chen Mu at his workstation.

This new employee seems to be even more sensible than I thought!

For some reason, the more I looked at Chen Mu, the more I liked him.

Wait a minute, did I just say, "If there's a next time, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Against the backdrop of the strange gold bar, what I just said seemed a bit immature.

Deep down, the dead manager felt that this new employee was not simple.

Everyone comes here to make money, but before they even get paid, they can casually take out tens of thousands of ghost money worth of gold bars...

During the following working hours, the dead manager, like other managers, would come to inspect regularly.

In addition to Chen Mu and the other two, the team also consists of four or five players and some strange employees.

When he sees someone being lazy or not working properly, the dead manager, like other leaders, will scold them.

There was another strange newcomer who arrived at about the same time as Chen Mu and the others. He was probably transferred from another position.

As a newcomer, I am not familiar with the work yet, so it is normal for me to be slow.

However, every time the dead manager inspected the new weirdo, he would criticize him and ask him to speed up.

Manager Si never criticized Chen Mu and the other two, who were also newcomers.

He even provided help from time to time, telling Chen Mu and others how to paint.

With the help of his financial resources, Chen Mu didn't feel that there was much pressure at work.

Finally, after working for eight hours straight, the night shift was over.

Employees can take a break, have a meal in the cafeteria, go back to the dormitory to take a nap, and then continue working at two o'clock in the afternoon.

However, even though it was time to get off work, no one left their workstation.

Everyone was working overtime, and occasionally two people wanted to leave early, but they were stopped by their respective leaders.

"The company is offering you a high salary of 2000, so isn't it normal for you to work overtime for a while? Add another half hour, and you're not allowed to leave before the time is up!"

The dead manager did the same, but he came to Chen Mu and said:

"It's an unspoken company rule that you have to work overtime. There are exceptions to everything. If you three have a stomachache, a cold, a fever, or something like that, you'll be allowed to leave work on time."

Hearing this, the other employees looked over, and one of them couldn't help but say, "Manager, I don't feel well either!"

"What? You're not feeling well?" The dead manager immediately walked over with concern, "Where do you feel unwell?"

"Head...I feel a little dizzy."

"Take a deep breath. It's normal to feel a little dizzy. Don't let it affect the quality of your work. If it does, your salary will be docked."

The employee then realized that the dead manager was not concerned about his body, but about the impact on his workload.

"No...then how could the three of them leave early?" The weird employee was a little dissatisfied.

The dead manager sighed. This weird new guy was too ignorant. Was he trying to ruin his boss's career?

It would be great if all employees could be as sensible as Chen Mu.

"The three of them are new here, and their bodies are weak, so it's understandable."

The dead manager said something perfunctorily and turned back to his workstation.

However, Chen Mu was very sensible. Although he had the power to leave early, he did not use it.

Chen Mu was thinking, since he had just arrived, he should just go with the flow. No one was leaving here, and if the three of them left, eating, sleeping, or anything like that alone, they might run into some danger.

In the eyes of the dead manager, Chen Mu did not leave early because he was afraid that others would be dissatisfied and did not want to cause trouble for himself as a leader.

"What a sensible and good employee." The dead manager couldn't help but sigh.

Another half an hour later, the employees finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Everyone started packing up and preparing for a long-awaited rest.

This was the only long break they had in the day, eating and sleeping were all condensed into this break.

From eight in the morning to two in the afternoon, it’s only six hours in total.

After deducting half an hour of overtime and the time for meals, it is difficult for Chen Mu to say how many hours of rest he will have.

"No wonder so many players are going crazy. It's so stressful every day with no time to rest. It's too dark. No one can stand it."

The Wild Wanderer stretched, followed Chen Mu, and joined the crowd to go to the cafeteria for dinner.

The cafeteria is located on the tenth floor, and the entire floor is dedicated to dining.

Just as Chen Mu and the other two were about to go in, they were stopped by the cafeteria manager.

"Pay for your meal. 20 per person, 60 for three people in total." The cafeteria manager said coldly.