My name is Li Mo, and I am a film and television post-production editor.
It is said to be the post-production of film and television, but in fact, there are not many opportunities to receive corporate promotional videos and event promotional videos. Most of the time, they are affiliated with other wedding companies to shoot wedding MVs for newlyweds.
I work overtime until late at night every day, and sometimes I even change the movie all night because of a word from the Party A, and then I send it to me when I go to work the next day.
Sometimes at 11 o'clock in the evening, Party A suddenly sends a message saying that he wants to change the content, and he will do it the next morning.
Do we workers have no private time?
Do we workers don’t have to sleep?
But compared to Party A, I hate that disgusting garbage boss more.
Because he agreed to the needs of Party A, he also told Party A that he could ask me to change the content 24 hours a day.
Every time I feel a little dissatisfied, he will persuade me with useless empty words such as "future", "company's prospects", "your personal future and resume", but his salary has not increased. He will be deducted twice when he is late.
Hundred dollars.
But how can those who work in our industry go to work on time?
I cut the video until the middle of the night, why did I still have to go to work at 8 o'clock the next morning?
But this time, after I made videos and helped the company earn 200,000 yuan, he did not give me a commission.
He said that unless I completed everything from the beginning to the signing of the contract to the completion of the video, there was no reason to give me a commission. He negotiated the business, which was natural.
The commission was already low enough, and the commission ratio was still lowered again and again. It was rumored in the company that the idiot boss's father went in.
Deserve it!
The bullshit he likes to say the most is "Everyone is free and equal" and "What I hate the most is the garbage that is dissatisfied with society if there is a little dissatisfaction. Why don't you work hard to change and improve yourself?
It's because of laziness."
But he is a vested stakeholder with dozens of properties at home. He usually likes to show off his family background and has slept with a few more student girls.
He actually felt that all the things he had depended on his own efforts?
He said that it was all earned by his parents' hard work, and he did not steal, rob, or embezzle. His parents are from the working class and the system, and he is a good person.
But what else can he do besides being able to make money?
Now that his father has entered, is he still in a good position? Are his parents a working class? Can the working class have dozens of real estate, villas and luxury cars? Are they still not stealing or robbing or embezzling?
Freedom and equality?
What is beneficial to him is called "freedom", and what is special to him is called "equality".
The economy is in a downturn and it is difficult to find a job. If you quit, your parents will complain about me again.
They just think that I am too spoiled and I cannot endure hardships. It's all my fault...
But this time, I really can't hold on.
I just want to have a good sleep.
I'm so sleepy...
I felt like I had a very long dream, but when I woke up, I couldn't remember what was in the dream, but I always felt refreshed and not sleepy at all.
The scum actually made several calls.
I didn't answer.
He even sent a voice to say that he wanted to fire me and that he would also want me to compensate for the loss of the project breach of contract?
I'm going to kill him!
But I dare not.
I have lived for more than 20 years and abide by the law, and I really don't dare.
He appeared.
He told me that there was no problem slaughtering the scum.
I will not be discovered, nor will I be arrested. They will help me do everything aftermath.
But there is a condition.
After doing this, I will help them kill someone.
I agreed.
Anyway, killing one person is killing, and killing two people is also killing.
Go and die...
When the scum saw me, the expression on his face was very interesting.
I've never seen a person's expression distort so much.
His house is so big.
There are also beautiful women and luxurious cars.
But even so, don’t you wet your pants when you see me?
It turns out that you are no different from me, and you will be afraid when facing death.
This is freedom and equality.
He lost his breath, but I didn't feel happy.
It turns out that there is no feeling of killing people.
But that's it, I'm going to make the agreement.
I want to help them kill the man named Wu Que.
............
"Oh, I can just eat hot pot once a meal. I can't stand it when I eat it often. I'm so full..."
Wu Que, who had packed up the dishes and rice cookers, returned to his security room. He could see Yan You, who was lying on the bed and pretending to be dead.
The four big words "Unemployed Vagrant" on her white T-shirt were deformed high.
A pair of straight and slender white and tender "ham sausages" were put in beach flower shorts, and the right foot on the chair was also tying a pair of foot-climbing slippers.
This guy is a superb beauty, even the beautiful girl in the refined photos of female celebrities is not as good as her.
The premise is that she doesn't lift up the hem of the T-shirt with one hand and scratches her snow-white belly, and her left big toe is still scratching her right leg calf.
Wu Que walked over and kicked her legs away and sat on the chair.
He glanced at the "unemployed vagrant", then moved away before Yan You came over, "Is it really appropriate for you to paddle here? You are not alive now?"
"Where do we have so much life?" Yan You hiccupped, his eyes closed and he muttered lazily, "We only collect corpses that may turn into ghosts. Normally, the corpses will still be cremated at the Luocheng Funeral Home."
Wu Que said angrily: "I don't mean that."
"What do you mean?"
Yan You turned over and lay on the bed, holding his chin with both hands and looking up at Wu Que. She was laughing, and she always smiled, "Say it~What do you mean~"
As we all know, generally loose T-shirts have equally loose collars.
So when you lie down, you will see a lot of things you shouldn't see.
Tsk, it's really purple.
Wu Que was still staring, and he could continue chatting with multiple threads, "By the way, I just found these gadgets in your pocket."
He took out a few items from behind.
A black collar with a slender chain attached to the collar.
There are also a pair of leather shackles that are the same black.
"These things...are they intended to be used on me?"
Yan You's earlobe is red, and his teeth are biting his lower lip, "Guess~"
"I guess you are a big-headed ghost." Wu Que glared at the dead fish eyes and complained, "It seems that you still don't have a memory. Come on, why don't you try to borrow my abilities now?"
Yan You gave him a blank look, "You are the only one who dares to talk to me like this."
"Who makes you feel less oppressive now? It turns out that wearing a suit gives people a different feeling than home casual outfit." Wu Que shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands one-stop.
Yan You was speechless.
I can only say that those who are favored are fearless.
She was about to say something again and my phone suddenly rang.
"Wait a minute, I'll answer a call."
She gave Wu Que an apologetic look and sat up and answered the phone.
At the moment she connected, her temperament changed back to the "boss" who was full of mysterious oppression.
A minute later, she hung up the phone and turned to Wu Que and said, "Something happened in Jinling. If the branch over there is apart, it may cause a lot of casualties. I have to go there."
"Go and go." Wu Que waved his hand.
Yan You just watched him without saying anything.
Wu Que raised his eyebrows, "What's wrong?"
Yan You: "How can I change my clothes if you don't go out?"
Wu Que: "But this should be my room, right?"
Yan You: "It's my secret base. You are just a temporary worker. Strictly speaking, I should be your landlord?"
"Okay, you have the final say." Wu Que shrugged and stood up and prepared to leave.
"etc."
Wu Que turned around.
Yan You bit his lower lip, and cut the water's pupils with soft light as water, "A Que, are you willing to be my... pet?"
Wu Que was stunned, and then he was overjoyed, "Of course I do!"
"Um..." Yan You hummed in distress, then pushed Wu Que out with red ears and lowered his head.
Standing in the morgue corridor, Wu Que was overjoyed, "Is this power even lent out?"
Although he doesn't feel it himself, this may be his special place.
But in this way...
When Yan You comes to "repay", there will be a good show~
In less than three minutes, Yan You, who had changed into that lady's suit, pushed the door out, and her face had calmed down, "A Que, I'll leave first, Lin Sen and the others will send two corpses tonight, you can go by then
Handle it."
After saying that, she didn't wait for Wu Que to respond, and she ran away as if she was running away.
Wu Que shook his head with a smile, then returned to the security guard's hut and sat at the table, then took out the diary from the drawer and opened it.
Sure enough, there was a new diary above.
“Cloud on January 4th”
"Lin Sen, Xuanqing, Yuanjue and the other three sent Li Xiuyuan back, and also sent two corpses..."