The whole company draws lots online, and the variety show is lined up

The white vampire found the photo that showed the unequal treaty from among his many photos and handed it to several people to pass around.

The content of the contract is that Song Hongmao is allowed to take a rest without reason during work, and all requests made by Song Hongmao during his work are agreed to.

This is equivalent to Song Hongmao having a golden ticket to immunity from death. Whether she is working in the amusement park or not, she can get a valuable salary every month.

This kind of work standard is completely different from Wen Mofa, where employees will be laid off if they slack off.

"Can you tell me what evidence Song Hongmao had on you that made you sign such an unequal treaty? Isn't this the same as hiring a freeloader?"

He put the messed-up photos together, sorted them out with his hands, and asked Boss Li a question at the same time.

If you notice the expression of the white vampire, you can find that he is particularly gloating at this moment. Perhaps seeing Boss Li's current state, he feels particularly relieved from the inside out.

Detective Zhu didn't know whether others noticed it or not, but she noticed it anyway. Detective Zhu looked up and down at the white vampire's current condition with a calm look.

Judging from the degree of White Vampire's immersion in the role, his every move at this moment was definitely inspired by the character, so is there any deep hatred between them?

Her eyes were full of inquiry, and her mind had a flash of inspiration, as if she had grasped something, but it was fleeting and disappeared completely.

Detective Zhu let out a light click of his tongue and tapped his head with a moderate force, as if complaining that his brain had not been working well for some time since he left the factory.

Facing the question from the white vampire, Boss Li pursed his lips. Perhaps because he had not found any valid evidence yet, his mouth was as silent as a closed gourd.

Wen Mofa was holding the photo, feeling quite hurt at the moment. His hands were shaking, and he looked at Song Hongmao with bloodshot eyes.

He seemed to want to ask something, but he lost his temper halfway through his words. He took a deep breath to calm himself down, and then he spoke again after he felt a little more relaxed.

However, it is obvious to the naked eye that the question he wanted to ask at first is not the same question as the one he is asking now.

"You, you are really amazing to have this ability!

But since we already have leverage to threaten Boss Li, why would we sign a contract that is only related to work? Isn't this a sheer waste?"

Song Touma brushed away the strands of hair stuck to his face, as if he had only realized it belatedly after being reminded by Wen Mofa.

Yes, why did I want this? My brain was rusty at that time, I should have wanted something more practical.

While Wen Mofa was looking at the photos to calm down, Song Hongmao was not idle.

She untied her pigtails, which had become extremely lazy, and used the remaining rubber bands to tie a low ponytail for ease, and then fastened it with the bow clip that had been tied to the pigtails before.

After dressing up, she shook her head left and right, and it seemed that nothing was loose. Even though she changed her hairstyle, she was still a cute little girl.

When she was reminded by Wen Mofa's words, she was stunned for a moment. When she reacted, she smiled awkwardly as if she was embarrassed by everyone's gazes.

"Haha, I've been a worker for too long and have completely forgotten how to obtain my rights.

Being able to use Boss Li's weakness to threaten her is already a good thing for a humble worker.

We’ll talk about it next time we have a chance, and I’ll take you along then, haha~"

During their conversation, Boss Li's head began to ache slightly. He said he would talk about it next time, and he felt that he had had enough this time.

As a boss, having such a group of employees is really their "negative feeling"!

As one of these unscrupulous workers, Boss Li was trembling at the corner of the table. What should he do? It's not easy to make a little money, and he was being watched by these unreliable employees.

Boss Li subconsciously covered his wallet, still wanting to protect the precarious money.

It was only for a short while that Wen Mofa's words made Song Hongmao reflect on himself, but the next moment, the two of them changed their previous tacit understanding and started to confront each other.

After all, Song Hongmao was the first person to search for evidence, and she searched Wen Mofa's room, so clues and debates were inevitable.

"I saw a cremation certificate on your desk, covered by a notebook. The name was Grandpa Wen. I seem to have some impression of this. At that time, you were still working in the haunted house, right?

At that time, I was busy with accounting work and hadn’t signed the agreement yet. I don’t know the specific situation, but I seem to have heard from other colleagues that there was quite a big commotion there.”

When Master Wen heard Song Hongmao talking about this, he quickly pulled out a few tissues from the table, covered his tearless eyes and began to accuse.

Those who knew the situation remained silent, while those who didn't knew the situation came closer with shining eyes to eat the melon. After all, in their script, Ye was just a passing mention of the plot, and they were very curious about the specific situation. So the scene suddenly became quiet, and everyone listened attentively to what he said next.

Boss Li's eyelids twitched when he saw Wen Mofa's affected look. He felt inexplicably familiar with it. After thinking for a long time, he remembered that this was the dose that the gossipy old woman at the entrance of the village usually used when recording "Return to the Countryside".

Glancing at everyone's simultaneous inclination towards the warm magic, she shook her head helplessly. Everyone's useless tacit understanding was used here, and it really felt like she was dreaming back to the villa.

We really haven't learned any good habits at all, but we have learned all the bad habits.

"I really have a hard life! Why does my boss treat me like this? Why do I slack off? It's mainly because of my boss, okay!"

Boss Li pointed at herself in disbelief. She opened her mouth and was about to say something, but was stopped by Wen Mofa's hoarse sound.

"I'm not talking about you! Don't say anything!"

As the only capitalist present at this time, Boss Li was like a punching bag, being criticized here and there and had no prestige at all as a boss who paid salaries.

In her heart, there was a little person holding a handkerchief with tears in his eyes.

'I feel so miserable, who can understand me? I feel so sad~'

“In fact, I was just an ordinary, hardworking employee before. It was just that a few months ago, an elder in my family suddenly fell ill and I had to go to the hospital to take care of him.

Then you know what the ghost boss told me? He said I didn't inform her in advance. Oh my God! Who could have known about this sudden illness in advance?

If I had known in advance, would I still be able to work here? I would have gone to the hospital to be a doctor a long time ago! I was really speechless. He kept dragging it on. When I went to the hospital, I didn’t even see my elders for the last time!

I hate her! It’s okay that she is strict in her management, but I have to put up with it for the sake of my job.

But at such an important moment, she won't let me take a day off so that I can deal with the tourists. Is it because she has no family that I have to accompany him who has no relatives?

Everyone has family members who get sick sometimes. People like her who are cold-hearted and selfish deserve to be deserted by their friends and relatives!"

Wen Mofa's words were like a curse that hit Boss Li's heart directly, touching her physically and mentally.

Boss Li's lips moved slightly, and his relaxed hand on the table slowly clenched into a fist, as if he wanted to defend himself.

But then he saw several photos on the table. The irrefutable evidence was right in front of him, and Boss Li couldn't completely ignore it.

The actions of the ghost, coupled with the instigation of her sister behind the scenes, were like shackles nailed to a cross, making her exhausted but unable to break free.

Looking at the accusing eyes of the crowd, Boss Li felt for the first time that what this character had done had far-reaching consequences.

When he first read the script, he felt that the boss's sister was completely irrelevant. When the script-killing scene was recorded and the real person appeared on the stage, he felt even more so.

Maybe people don’t realize what they do, but when they experience it themselves, they realize that it really hurts when the knife touches their body.

"Well, I agree with you."

Boss Li was silent for a while before he said this in a dry voice.