noveltune Chapter 21, Employee No. 3
Chapter 21, Employee No. 3
Wow, good heavens!
Your words are as good as saying nothing at all!
Wen Liang took a sip of tea. It tasted good; it was this year's new tea.
Holding a gentle breeze in its hand, the teacup slowly lands on the table.
"Do you really think your Lord Wen has lived these thousands of years for nothing? That I couldn't think of something like this?"
I thought you young people could come up with something new, but it's always the same old tricks.
"Master Wen, that's not fair of you. We're just small figures caught up in the tides of this great era."
If I could come up with a better plan than you, why would I be staying in this shabby little house?
After saying this, Wen Liang felt a little better. He had come here hoping to try his luck, and a little self-relief was enough.
The newspaper bag I was carrying was empty; these days, there are more people subscribing to milk than to newspapers.
After straightening his collar, Wen Liang slowly stood up.
"Alright, you've worked hard these past few days too."
"With your master away, it's not easy for a young person like you to run this business. When I get back, I'll ask the City God to see if he can give you a higher reward."
"Alright, take care!"
Running along, Ma Ye opened the door for him, watching Wen Liang, the daytime wanderer, ride his old bicycle and disappear from sight.
Behind him, Liu Gan was still hiding in the shadows.
He wasn't bothered by the sunlight; he was just instinctively afraid, and the whole ghost curled up in a corner.
Fearing he might die of fright at any moment, Ma Ye quickly closed the door.
"Alright, Liu Gan, now you're not in a hurry to leave. What are you planning to do next?"
"How am I supposed to get by? I have nowhere to go! Last time I stood right in front of my parents, but they couldn't even see me."
Seeing that the sunlight was blocked by the door, Liu Gan finally came out from the corner.
The thought of having to wander through this world for another forty years makes me feel uneasy.
Forget about touching my phone, I can't even pick up a pen.
"According to the old rules, there are only two places for you wandering ghosts whose lifespan has not yet ended."
One option is to be taken to the underworld by the underworld officials sooner, where you'll receive paper money burned for you by the people above and wait for reincarnation.
Secondly, he could stay with the City God, but judging from the recent attitude of the processional god, they probably won't bother taking him back, otherwise they wouldn't have left Qin Qingyou with me.
Liu Gan's eyes darted around; both of these paths were essentially dead ends.
If the City God won't take you in, you can only go to the underworld.
But my parents are so old. Once they pass away, I probably won't have any money to spend in the afterlife.
Since Ma Ye was able to mention these two paths, there must be other options.
"Mr. Ma, you are incredibly powerful. If I had gone down there so early, I would have had a terrible time."
"Could you please have pity on me and show me the way?"
Sitting down in the armchair, Ma Ye reached out towards the paper figure placed in the corner.
"Get inside."
Liu Gan dared not delay, and like a fox slithering into a hole, he quickly disappeared inside.
Seeing that there was nothing wrong with this guy's movements, Liu Gan pulled out the hairpin, chanted an incantation, and a white light entered the paper figure.
"solid!"
In the blink of an eye, the paper figure's joints cracked and popped. The bamboo structure was quite sturdy, supporting the entire paper figure as it slowly stood up from the ground.
In just a few breaths, the paper figure transformed into the likeness of Liu Gan.
Seeing his shadow cast by the room's lights, Liu Gan instinctively reached out and touched the wall.
"I've got it! I can touch things now!"
He was like a toddler who had just learned to walk, giggling and laughing.
Excitedly, he rummaged around the room, even picking up his fountain pen. Just as he took off the cap to write something, he discovered that the nib was broken.
"Mr. Ma, you are truly a living saint! Now, can I finally reunite with my family?!"
"What are you thinking? With your build, you'd be utterly destroyed if you went out there."
Also, don't mention deities when you praise me anymore. If they hear it, I'm in big trouble.
"Oh well..."
The excitement that had just risen was dampened by Ma Ye. Liu Gan also remembered what he had heard before, that he probably wouldn't have the chance to see his family again.
But now, it can be considered that I can live a second life.
"Mr. Ma, is this the path you've shown me?"
"That's right, starting today, you are employee number three of our Qingmu Hall."
No holidays, no social insurance or housing fund, working from 4 pm to 10 am every day.
"I haven't decided whether to pay you a salary or not. Just think of it as working for a startup company."
Ma Ye doesn't need to prepare a contract. If Liu Gan dares to quit, he will have a hundred ways to make him "cheer up".
On the other hand, Liu Gan, although he was exploited in life, did not have a peaceful life after his death.
But judging from his expression, he didn't seem very angry.
It's estimated that he was born with the divine physique of a cow or horse.
He didn't stop working; he poured tea and served it to Ma Ye.
"Mr. Ma, please have some tea."
"Hmm, not bad."
I'll have Xiao Jin stab another one later, and I'll have Qin Qingyou come out to be your subordinate.
"By the way, where's Xiao Jin?"
It's been so long since I've seen him, I haven't even heard his voice. Usually when Wen Liang comes to Qingmu Hall, Zhu Jin comes out to greet him.
He got up and looked around. Just as he was about to shout, he saw a girl lying on a deck chair by the wall.
My breathing was even, and perhaps because I was lying on my side, I didn't snore.
"This child, wasn't he just trying to adjust his sleep schedule?"
Before Ma Ye could even greet him, a mischievous idea popped into his head.
"Go, Liu Gan, wake up our second employee."
"Yes, mission accomplished!"
The paper figure was very light, and Liu Gan, who was not wearing shoes, walked to the recliner without making a sound.
The teapot on the table was still bubbling; it was the perfect environment for sleeping, filled with white noise.
His hand slowly rested on Zhu Jin's shoulder, the slight touch initially going unnoticed by the young girl.
As the pressure on her hands increased, a hint of displeasure appeared on Zhu Jin's face.
"Brother, let me sleep for a while, wake me up in five minutes."
After saying that, he slapped Liu Gan's hand aside, lay down, and started snoring.
Seeing that he hadn't woken him up, Liu Gan turned his head and glanced at him, only to see Ma Ye nod again.
So he simply grabbed Zhu Jin's shoulders with both hands and gently shook her.
"Miss Zhu, it's time to get up!"
An unhappy expression returned to her face, accompanied by Zhu Jin's punch of morning grumpiness.
"Get out!"
A swift left straight punch pierced through Liu Gan's body.
The pieces of paper were turned inside out from under his chest.
Zhu Jin also noticed that the sensation in her fist was not right. When she looked up, she saw that the person in front of her was exactly the same as the guy on the altar this morning.
"A ghost!"
Before she could pull her hand away from the paper figure's chest, Zhu Jin waved her hand wildly, leaving Liu Gan with only his upper body.
"Miss Zhu, I'm not a ghost!"
No, I am a ghost!
With half his body lying on the ground, Liu Gan could no longer even float in the air.
She turned over and looked at Ma Ye in the chair with a resentful expression, only to be met with him turning and leaving.
"Xiao Jin, you'll have to get two more braces now."
"Ma Ye, you bastard! If you dare scare me like that again, one day I'll tie you to the bed and beat you up!"
"That's a matter for the future."