"Work Handover Checklist"

Unit name: Happy Cemetery

Handover time: November 2019

Transferee:xxx

Recipient: Wanqi Linmu

Documents and physical objects were handed over: one acre of cemetery, two boxes of ballpoint pen refills, two packs of A4 printing paper, ten notebooks...

To-do work handover:

1. Clean up the weeds in the cemetery (customer complained that there are weeds around the tombstone No. 14 in row A3)

2. Re-erect the monument (customer complained that there were typos in the inscription on Dingliupai No. 4, and the customer requested that it be re-erected)

3.……

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Cemetery?

The cold light of the mobile phone's flashlight is projected on the shabby and gray industrial-style wall.

Wanqi Linmu carefully took a look at the spirit of enterprise.

"Typos?"

His eyes stayed on 1864 for a second: "1864? Quanjude roast duck?"

"Tick-tock——"

The sound of water.

The phone sank and something hit the screen.

The lighting time is a bit long, the phone has automatically turned off, and the flashlight of the phone is on the back. The environment is too dark, and Wanqi Linmu cannot see clearly what fell on the phone.

seem……

Is it a liquid?

Water droplets?

Wanqi Linmu shook his phone, and under the dim light, a drop of dark red liquid, slightly viscous and fishy, ​​followed the corner of the screen as the phone shook...

Swish——

Slided down.

Draw a blood line.

despair!

Drops fell on the fingertips of Wanqi forest trees.

He was not afraid, Wanqi Linmu was just curious, and gently rubbed his fingertips. It was smooth and greasy, with a bit of astringency.

The smell of rust is accompanied by a fishy smell.

"Blood."

Wanqi Linmu whispered to himself, concisely and concisely.

As soon as the wind blew, the smooth touch on the fingertips disappeared without a trace, like a wisp of smoke. Even the blood line that fell on the phone disappeared together.

Completely delusional...

"Who's there?"

A shout came from deep in the office building, and the flashlight penetrated the darkness of the office building and approached the trees.

Wanqi Linmu raised his hands to cover his eyes to avoid direct glare from the bright light. He vaguely saw a tall black figure walking out.

"Who?"

The tall black figure spoke again and walked closer. It turned out to be a young man in his early twenties, wearing a security uniform. He was tall and a standard sportsman. He wore the silly security uniform into a kind of...

The illusion of a high-end bodyguard.

He has a Chinese character face, strong and deep facial features, and an honest and honest demeanor. He should be a person who is easy to get along with.

When the security guard saw Wanqi Linmu, his dark eyes paused for a moment, and then he showed a destructive and handsome silly smile, and patted the back of his head with "Pah!"

"You are - you are here to hand over, right? I have seen your photo, your name is... your name is Wanqi..."

The security guard smiled like a stupid guy with no money, he was naive and honest, and based on Wanqi Linmu's experience, this kind of person was best bullied.

Wanqi Linmu also laughed, but his smile was not sincere and was just a formality: "Wanqi Linmu, I'm here to hand over the situation."

The security guard waved to Wanqi Linmu warmly: "The office building is empty, it's too late, and the person handing over can't wait and left. Leave all the handing over information at the security booth and I'll bring it to you."

"Work Handover Checklist"

…

3.Customer complaints…

4.Customer complaints…

5.Customer complaints…

Signature of transferor: xxx

Signature of handover person:

Wanqi Linmu held a thick work handover list.

"Squeak-squeak-squeak..."

In the empty office building, an old-fashioned chandelier, which had been repaired with great difficulty, kept shouting as if it had a toothache. It flickered, casting mottled light onto the handover list.

"Happy..." Wanqi Linmu's voice was flat, without much change, and he read the words above: "Cemetery."

Cemetery?

Before, Wanqi Linmu thought that there was a typo in the corporate spirit of the office building, but now the handover list clearly says "cemetery".

Not only that, the important materials handed over are all related to the cemetery.

Wanqi Linmu calmly raised his head and looked at the security guard.

The security guard nodded, looking a little embarrassed, "It's... a cemetery."

When the security guard saw Wanqi Linmu's handsome appearance and tall figure, he looked like a school boy and looked a bit like a decadent nobleman, so he thought he was afraid of him.

He quickly comforted: "Don't worry, although our place is a cemetery, the best thing is that the work is free, and you can't find a simpler job than here!"

Wanqi Linmu looked at the handover list again, without hesitation, took out his cell phone and dialed his uncle's phone number.

"Du-du-du-"

After ringing for thirty seconds, if no one answers, the call will automatically hang up.

The phone automatically called back once, but no one answered the ring for 30 seconds, and then automatically hung up again.

Wanqi Linmu moved his fingers slightly and quickly sent a text message to his uncle.

——Uncle, I’m here. I’m not taking care of the pasture, why did it become a cemetery?

Wanqi Linmu’s text message was concise and to the point.

Toot——

Unexpectedly, his uncle's text message was even more concise and concise.

——It’s all the same.

Same?

Wanqi Linmu was a little strange, and a second text message rushed in.

——You didn’t study animal husbandry in college, so taking care of the cemetery is easier.

Wanqi Linmu: "..."

Wanqi Linmu looked at the text message and finally realized that he might have been tricked.

My uncle had wanted him to help take care of the cemetery, not the pasture. No wonder the journey was so gloomy.

Wanqi Linmu "hissed" and pulled the zipper of his coat to the top of his head, saying to himself: "It's so cold."

The security guard hurriedly changed his mind and changed his mind quickly: "Boss! Look, our cemetery is very big and has great potential! Although the cemetery currently developed is only such an acre, but look at it, over there, over there...and there...

There are our cemeteries all around, and many of them have not been developed and are still abandoned. If they were all developed, it would definitely be a grand event!"

The security brother held Wanqi Linmu's wrist with both hands and said sincerely, "Boss, our work is very leisurely. The most important thing is that the salary is stable!"

Wanqi Linmu didn't like being touched by others, so he pulled his hand away without leaving a trace.

If ordinary people go to work in a cemetery, they may have to think twice about it. After all, working in a cemetery is too intrusive. But it happens that Wanqi Linmu suffers from congenital phobia disorder.

For Wanqi Linmu, it was really up to his uncle to decide whether it was a pasture or a cemetery. In fact, there was not much difference.
To be continued...