At night, there is a sweet fragrance in the wind.
Chen Muyu was sitting cross-legged in the living room, on his mother's yoga mat, with his five hearts pointing to the sky, breathing quietly according to the profound meaning of the Overlord's Heart Sutra.
"There is a reply for staff recruitment, please handle it in time."
A message suddenly appeared in Chen Muyu's mind, awakening Chen Muyu from his trance.
Job Offers?
The system had posted recruitment information the night before yesterday, but nothing happened after that. No one came to apply. Chen Muyu almost forgot about it!
…
In my mind, Montenegro is still majestic.
At the foot of the mountain, a young man with an unspectacular appearance was holding a leaflet-like paper in his hand and looking around curiously.
This unfamiliar environment obviously made him feel a little bit uneasy.
Chen Muyu walked out of the iron house and looked up and down at the young man in front of him. He was about the same height as him and probably about the same age.
I really don’t know what’s different about me. You said you can float a mountain in your mind, but you can actually float people in.
This man is slightly thin, wearing a gray vest, black shorts, and flip-flops.
There was also a bag of celery in his right hand, as if it had just come out of the vegetable market.
Chen Muyu held an A4 paper in his hand, which was the person's resume that the system had just given.
"Guan Yunpeng, right?"
Chen Muyu looked at the photo on his resume and found that it was indeed the person in front of him.
The man nodded and looked around, "Where are you? Who are you?"
Chen Muyu coughed lightly, trying to hold on to his dignity, and pointed to the recruitment brochure in the young man's hand, "My name is Chen Muyu, the owner of the Wanjie Waste Collection Station, and I will be your future boss!"
"boss?"
The young man was stunned for a moment, then shook his head like a grandma, "Are you a human or a ghost? Where is this place? I just came out to buy vegetables, my wife is waiting for me to go back to cook, please let me go back!"
"
"calm!"
Seeing that the young man was a little excited, Chen Muyu turned over two old stools and asked him to sit down and speak slowly.
…
After Chen Muyu's patient explanation, the young man still looked doubtful. He just picked up a piece of advertising paper when he came out of the vegetable market, why did he suddenly come here?
The surrounding scene, surrounded by thousands of stars, is like a piece of land floating in space, and the black mountains are majestic, subverting all three views.
Could this be a dream?
I pinched my face, it really hurt.
Could it be that something happened by chance?
The young man looked at Chen Muyu in front of him, feeling a bit of awe instinctively. Could this being be some legendary god of the universe?
"Since you're here, make peace with it. Now that you're here, let's talk first, and then you can decide whether to work here. If you don't want to, I certainly won't force you!"
When the young man heard this, he sat down properly and did not dare to say anything.
Seeing that the young man had calmed down, Chen Muyu looked at the young man's resume carefully.
"Guan Yunpeng, one of the eight major families in Kyoto, a child of the Guan family, because of the family's experience, married into the Murong family of Binhai and married Murong Xue of the Murong family for a period of three years. During this period, the identity of the children of the Guan family must not be revealed..."
"After getting married, I worked full-time as a householder and worked hard without complaining. However, I was abandoned by the Murong family because of my inaction. I am now in danger of being expelled from the Murong family..."
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Ha, ha ha!
Seeing this young man's resume, Chen Muyu touched his forehead and saw piles of black lines on it.
He raised his head and looked at the seemingly loyal young man in front of him, "You are not the famous God of War with a crooked mouth, are you?"
To marry into a wife? To abandon a son-in-law?
This Ten Thousand Worlds Purchasing Station only collects scraps, but now it is even collecting scraps?
I don’t know which dimension this is or the character in which novel. This resume is completely the template of an urban novel.
The God of War is a God with a crooked mouth. Only in novels can there be such a person.
"What did you say?"
The young man shrank his neck and looked at Chen Muyu with some anxiety. It was obvious that he didn't know what Chen Muyu was talking about.
Chen Muyu was too lazy to complain. He folded the resume and looked up at the somewhat restrained young man in front of him. "It's not bad. You should have read the recruitment brochure. Do you have any questions?"
Hearing this, the young man thought for a while and raised the recruitment advertisement in his hand, "It says that the salary and benefits will be favorable, and rewards will be given out every month based on demand. The rewards include exercises, elixirs, magic weapons, magic weapons, etc.
Wait, are these all true?"
Um?
Chen Muyu was stunned for a moment. The recruitment advertisement was automatically sent out by the system. He had not read the content. Now that he heard it, he was a little confused.
In addition to wages, do we also need to give rewards?
However, there is no way he could grab the advertisement and read it at this moment, as that would make the other party suspicious.
"That's right, you can rest assured in terms of treatment. It's absolutely impossible for you to suffer any loss!"
At that moment, I nodded bravely. After all, advertisements are just advertisements. Those recruitment advertisements said that the salary was 3,000 to 10,000. Do you really think there could be 10,000? They only said 3,000.
When the young man heard this, his eyes became a little hot.
Chen Muyu said, "However, I have to say something first. When you work here, you will often travel to various worlds to perform tasks, so there will be a certain degree of danger, and you may lose your life. Are you mentally prepared?
"
Traveling through all the worlds sounds very exciting!
The young man nodded seriously, his depressed temperament gone, "Don't worry, I'm mentally prepared!"
Chen Muyu nodded slightly, turned back to the tin room, and walked out after a while holding two stacks of paper.
Labor contract given by the system.
"Let's take a look. If you have no objections, give us a thumbprint!"
There were two copies of the contract, more than 20 pages, and the words on it were so densely packed that it was a headache to read. Chen Muyu did not read it carefully. After all, he was Party A, the host of the system, and the system would definitely not cheat him.
But this young man, after getting the contract, read page by page, word by word, very carefully.
This is a very careful person.
Chen Muyu waited beside him, quite patiently. After waiting for almost half an hour, the young man finally breathed a sigh of relief.
I broke my finger and stamped on both contracts!
In an instant, the contract turned into two white lights, one of which disappeared into Guan Yunpeng's forehead, and the other flew into the vast starry sky around him and disappeared.
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"The contract comes into effect and the master-servant relationship is established. Congratulations to the host for gaining the first employee!"
The system prompt came immediately. Chen Muyu was blessed in his soul. Is this a master-servant relationship?
Guan Yunpeng also seemed to realize something, and quickly stood up, knelt on one knee, and said respectfully, "Guan Yunpeng meets the boss!"
"Not so polite!"
Chen Muyu waved his hand, "When you go back, I will send you orders from time to time. Work hard. You are my first soldier, and I will never treat you badly!"
"Yes, boss!"
Guan Yunpeng's eyes were full of determination. At this moment, he firmly believed that he had just hit the jackpot and met a great god. From now on, who does the Murong family matter and who does the Guan family matter?
