Reincarnation professional service company, your needs are our pursuit!

Two lines of large characters on the computer screen resemble the packaging style of a certain tree brand coconut juice, emitting a colorful light that blinds the eyes.

Meng Hui sat on the bed, holding her chin with one hand and rolling the mouse with the other hand, and turning it down. This company with a loud slogan successfully attracted her attention.

"This bold color use is really a mudslide in the funeral industry! 'A monthly salary of tens of thousands is not a dream, helping you reach a new peak', I don't know if it's true or false!"

The recruitment advertisement did not specify the details and needed to interview the company, but the treatment stated on it made Meng Hui, who had just graduated and urgently needed soft girl coins, shine.

"Application requirements: Women are limited to, and people with emergencies need to deal with emergencies independently. Those with the surname Meng... are preferred?" Meng Hui's hand slid with his chin and his head almost hit the computer desk. "What the hell? It's not an identity fraud, right?"

After scanning further, eight huge red bold words suddenly popped up from the barrier, two bright yellow exclamations. "The recruitment is true! It is definitely not a scam!"

Meng Hui was completely convinced. He looked at the company's address and saw the 18th floor of Yangwang Building in Huangquan Road, and the No. 14 bus terminal.

"I haven't heard of Yanwang Building? Road 14... Forget it, I'll submit my resume first."

Then he invested in several companies. Until no new recruitment was released, Meng Hui poured himself back with his pillow in his arms and smashed himself into the soft bed.

"I'm finally almost over my life of being funded!" Meng Hui closed his eyes and recalled the past. His heart, which was invincible with poison, was rarely sad.

call out--

"Ms. Meng Hui, your resume meets the requirements. Please go to the company for an interview at 9:00 tomorrow morning!" The bold red letters and the bright yellow exclamation mark are festive and eye-catching.

"It's passed so soon!" The company's requirements are strange, but the salary is the best at present. Meng Hui looked at the email and was full of expectations for this interview.

*

Didi--

As soon as the alarm rings, Meng Hui sat up from the bed without any greed, washed up, changed clothes and ran out of the door.

She was wearing a not-so-slim black formal outfit and wearing a bun. When she arrived at the bus stop, she had already stuffed her hand-catch cakes she bought on the side of the road.

At foggy six:30, Route 14 drove over with a swaying sway.

There was no one else in the car except the driver, Meng Hui planned to take a nap. She closed her eyes and soon entered a strange dream. She felt that she was floating in the air, throwing away her heavy body, leaving only her soul, unrestrained, free and free...

"I'm arriving at the station! Get off!"

The driver's rough voice woke Meng Hui up. She rubbed her eyes and felt uncomfortable all over, as if she had a cold. She got out of the car in a drowsy mood and was surprised to find that it was not dawn.

"It's already 8:30, what's going on? Hazard has broken through level 80?"

The tall buildings were hidden in the gray fog. The only thing that could be seen clearly was the towering building behind her.

He took out his cell phone and looked at the time. There were still 20 minutes before the interview. Meng Hui felt that he could get a good impression when he was too early, so he didn't care about the abnormal weather anymore and hurried towards the elevator.

*

Dingdong—

"The eighteenth floor is here."

Meng Hui walked out of the elevator and looked left and right. There was a glass door at the end of the right. The sign outside the door said a few big words "Reincarnation Professional Service Company".

She walked over quickly, the glass door opened silently, and in the wide front desk, a young man with a high appearance that was as good as humans.

He looked twenty-three or four, and he looked pretty, but his expression was unexpected, as if he had lost 2,000 yuan in mahjong.

"Hello, I'm..."

"in."

“???”

"Go inside." The young man suspected of losing money looked stern, as if he refused to answer any questions.

Meng Hui was a little depressed. Aren’t the front desk of the company all gentle ladies? This company really doesn’t follow the ordinary path! No matter how she complained in her heart, she still thanked her in a low voice and turned around and walked in the direction of the signing.

A wall from the front desk is a spacious office hall. Strangely, there are no tables and chairs, and there are no employees. Through the bright floor-to-ceiling windows, Meng Hui saw that the thick fog in the sky had not yet dissipated.

She withdrew her gaze with confusion, and from the back of her eyes saw a fancy young man like a palette walking out of the office on the right.

This man had more than seven colors on his body, and his colorful hair was standing tall, as if he wanted to let the whole world know that he would never be willing to lack color embellishments on any part of his body.

The young man clasped his hands on his chest, narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his mouth, and tried hard to show his "evil smile" skill.

In addition to being terrible, Meng Hui was still terrifying. In what era, he could still see such a bright and righteous person! Looking at this strange color combination, he knew that he was the one who was responsible for recruiting the company.

"Meng Hui, right?" The palette rubbed the corners of her lips and gave up the evil smile. After returning to normal, her facial features looked very cute, and her appearance was no lower than her face. "Please come in, please come in, sit for a while, and the boss will come soon."

"What do you call me?" Meng Hui followed him into the office, sat down on the sofa, and took the initiative to pull it around.

The palette replied vaguely: "Just call me Xiaobai, the dead face outside is called Xiaohei."

Are the two evil spirits of black and white or black and white impermanence? Meng Hui’s smile on his face was almost collapsed. He forced himself to maintain his seriousness before he could continue to talk. “Brother Xiaobai, what do you need to do in this position you are recruiting?”

"It is... to serve some people who need it. If you make a request, you will try every means to satisfy it."

The description is like a special service. There is no problem? Meng Hui was about to ask a few more questions, but if he didn't work, he left immediately. Suddenly, a series of footsteps came from outside the door.

A young man in a black shirt, black suit and black leather shoes walked into the office. His deep and shiny phoenix eyes swept over, making Meng Hui tremble all over.

"Boss! You're here!" Xiaobai jumped up as relieved, came to the young man with a tragic grip, and helped him pull out the chair, "This is Meng Hui, who is here for the interview. Meng Hui, this is our boss, his surname is Yan..."

"You are wearing such flowers, are you going to sing?" The young man glanced at Xiaobai and said mercilessly, "Switch back."

"..." Xiaobai, who was regarded as a flower rooster, was dejected and reluctantly walked out of the office with a "oh".

After he left, Meng Hui looked up and met the young man's bright black eyes. This made her feel even more uncomfortable, as if her soul could be seen through.

Meng Hui thought she was nervous and wanted to try to take a deep breath to adjust her state. After this test, she realized that she was not breathing at all! She covered her heart with a conditioned reflex, but found that her heartbeat also stopped!

Meng Hui was shrouded in a huge fear, the strange bus No. 14, the strange address, and the abnormal weather... Everything was wrong!

She instinctively wanted to shout, but she couldn't make any sound. Her vision was blurred and she saw the expressionless young man's mouth opened and closed, without any emotion in his voice.

"Meng Hui, you are dead."
Chapter completed!