The shopping mall shrouded in darkness looks like a sleeping giant, and the entrance with the signboard is like the giant beast's bloody mouth.
Even though he knew that he would be swallowed up if he entered, Han Fei still had no choice but to go in. He had no other choice.
The department store has three entrances and exits ABC and a freight channel specifically for employees to enter and exit. Every time it gets dark, the two entrances and exits AB will be closed. Only entrance C and the employee channel can enter and exit the entire mall.
At this time, Han Fei came to Exit C, which was the only place with lights around.
"Hello, my name is Han Fei, I'm new here..." As soon as Han Fei entered the door, he heard the sound of arguing. Two people in security uniforms stood by the wall, and a middle-aged man with a mall staff sign
He was scolding them loudly.
"I paid you to come here to stand guard, not to play with your mobile phones! Do you know that our merchant's products have been lost again? Are you still interested in playing? If I catch you again, you will
Pack your things and get out of here!"
The middle-aged man cursed vehemently, showing no mercy at all.
"We inspected it, and there was no one on the third floor at all..."
"You're so careless! I think your inspections are also perfunctory!"
"Come on, don't point fingers at random people." The voice of one of the security guards also started to get louder.
"What's wrong with you? As a security guard, you didn't even know the surveillance was broken for so long. Is this your attitude towards your job?" The middle-aged man looked to be in his fifties, had a hot temper, spat everywhere when he spoke, and had a loud voice.
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"There has always been no problem with the monitoring, but something went wrong that day. What can we do?"
"What a coincidence! It happened just in time to throw things away and something went wrong!" The middle-aged man said with a fat belly: "I don't believe a word you security guards say now. It's still the same sentence. If you can, do it. If you can't, do it.
Just get out! What do you really think of yourself?"
"You..." One of the security guards raised his hand to grab the middle-aged man's clothes, but was stopped by another security guard.
"Do it? Come on! There is a surveillance camera above your head! Let's see if the surveillance camera breaks down again this time?" The middle-aged man was not afraid at all, and the fat on his fat face kept shaking.
When a fight was about to start, the security guard who blocked the fight saw Han Fei. He grabbed the other security guard's arm. The two ignored the middle-aged man and entered the mall directly with flashlights.
The middle-aged man didn't seem to have enough of scolding. He yelled a few more times before turning to look at Han Fei.
"You're a full hour late. Today is your first day at work." He glanced sideways at Han Fei. He seemed to smell the faint musty smell on Han Fei's clothes, and immediately frowned: "I'm willing to give you this.
The opportunity to work is because you feel pity and want to treat your mother, but you must always have this kind of work attitude, don't blame me for being unkind."
Although Han Fei was not the original owner of the rental house, he still felt uncomfortable when the other party repeatedly mentioned that he wanted to treat his mother's illness and felt sorry for him.
This is an equal job, not a charity given by others.
Although he was not in a good mood, Han Fei still showed the expressions on his face that middle-aged men wanted to see: apology, self-blame, fear of losing his job, and awe of middle-aged men.
Without saying anything, Han Fei already gave the answer the middle-aged man wanted.
Only the weak will try to gain a sense of accomplishment and satisfaction by bullying the weaker ones.
The middle-aged man spoke harshly and criticized Han Fei a few times. Han Fei also acted like a child with little social experience. No matter what the middle-aged man said, he always thought it was reasonable.
The man was very satisfied with Han Fei's performance. He didn't notice that when he turned around, Han Fei's eyes had completely changed.
If this was not in the memory world of the shrine owner, Han Fei would definitely let the middle-aged man see what a workplace killer is.
"Come here." The middle-aged man led Han Fei into the safe passage and took the stairs to the corner of the second floor: "This is where you change clothes and hand over your shifts. Bring your old employees over right away. You can learn from me.
Get started as soon as possible.”
After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he made a phone call and then left.
Han Fei waited in the employee lounge for five or six minutes when rapid footsteps sounded in the corridor, and a woman who looked about thirty years old walked in.
"Zhu Wei didn't make things difficult for you, did he?" The woman saw the somewhat silly Han Fei and seemed to already know what happened: "That guy has a bad temper. No matter what he says, don't take it to heart."
"It's okay." Han Fei discovered that the woman was not wearing a security uniform, but a mall staff uniform. He was a little confused. At first, he thought he was going to be a mall security guard; "What should I call you?"
"My name is Oriole. Have you ever seen an Oriole? It has a very nice cry. I have one at home before." The woman is more talkative. She is the first pretty good one that Han Fei met after entering the memory world of the owner of the shrine.
people.
"You can just call me Sister Huang from now on." She opened the wardrobe and handed Han Fei a set of clothes, a key and an employee badge: "The first floor of the department store is for cosmetics and luxury goods, and the second to fourth floors are mainly for cosmetics and luxury goods.
It's clothing. The fifth floor sells all kinds of home appliances and toys, and there's a movie theater. The sixth floor is full of gourmet restaurants. The supermarket is on the first floor, and there's a cafe and a small bookstore there. You can probably remember these, and don't use them at night.
Run around, especially don’t go to the third floor easily.”
"Third floor?"
"That floor sells women's clothing. Recently, clothes have been lost, and some new clothes have been smeared with various things. The leader suspected that thieves hid somewhere on the third floor during the day, and they only came out to steal things at night.
Wretching destruction." Oriole asked Han Fei to put on his work uniform: "This has nothing to do with us, we just need to do our own thing."
"Sister Huang, what exactly is our job?" Han Fei really didn't know.
"Zhu Wei didn't tell you? Oh my God! This person didn't tell you anything?" Oriole stopped and looked at Han Fei again: "Then you have to think carefully about whether you want to continue or not."
"Is there any more dangerous occupation in the shopping mall?"
"It can't be considered dangerous, it's just more troublesome, and you've always worked the night shift..." Oriole said a little embarrassed: "The owner of the department store used to make a fortune by selling second-hand supplies, so he specially reserved a second-hand store after he built the mall.
The 14-hour used goods supermarket is located near entrance C. We are responsible for cashiering, sorting goods, warehousing and statistics. There are also several used donation boxes there, and we will collect used clothes that are not worn by nearby residents.
Collect stationery and donate it to children in mountainous areas..."
"From your tone, I think the mall owner is quite nice."
"He often does charity. If you don't say that good people are rewarded, the gods are protecting them and they make a lot of money." Oriole smiled: "If you do a good deed every day, even if good things don't happen immediately, at least you will be rewarded for one day.
It will also make you feel better."
Oriole led Han Fei to the most inconspicuous corner of Gate C, which can be said to be the store with the worst location on the first floor.
Opening the door with the key, Oriole also hung up the "Open" sign.
"Today we are together. After I teach you, you will be the only one on the night shift."
Oriole pointed to various areas of the supermarket, told Han Fei the location of all items, and then taught Han Fei how to use the cash register.
Relying on his terrifying photographic memory, Han Fei learned almost everything in half an hour.
"You learn so fast! Have you done similar work before?" Oriole recalled the scene when he first came here, clumsy and didn't understand anything.
"I worked odd jobs at convenience stores."
"Then your store manager must be very satisfied with you, right? Does he regret it after you resigned?"
"Hehe, he does regret it a bit."
After passing through all kinds of second-hand goods, Oriole and Han Fei came to the innermost part of the store. Under a wall hung with second-hand clocks, Han Fei found a piece of goods wrapped in black cloth.
"what is that?"
"I don't know much about it. Looking at the inventory list, it seems to be called a divine cage? Or a divine box?" Oriole lifted up the black cloth, and Han Fei's eyes widened instantly.
Under the wall of the supermarket covered with clocks, there is a black shrine. The small door of the shrine is nailed shut with wooden boards.
"This thing is also our goods?! Will anyone come to buy it?"
"Yes, I have encountered it before." Oriole recalled for a moment: "But it's strange that all the customers who are interested in it come at night. You might also encounter it when you are on night shift."