Suning had the honor to witness the unwritten rules of the Kunlun headquarters.
The old disciples suppressed the new disciples, and the leaders of various departments turned a blind eye and allowed it to develop.
In the final analysis, it is a pyramid-like way of amassing money, where interests come first and everyone has their own agenda.
It was Lingxi’s intention to go to the headquarters for training for the first time.
Suning was worried and had not yet become a Huang Lingshi.
In just one year, earth-shaking changes have occurred.
When I come back to the headquarters for "experience", I can't help but feel emotional.
Zhao Mianfeng walked in front, and Suning followed slowly.
Along the way, he met many familiar faces.
There are Ma Shan, the manager of the fortune-telling hall, Xiao Xian, the head of the waiting hall, Sang Yu, the head of the sitting hall, and Pang Shi, the head of the waiting hall who is fat as a ball.
They greeted Zhao Mianfeng politely and complimented each other.
When he looked at Suning, his eyes were extremely strange.
That kind of strangeness is not pretended, it is the "inquiry meaning" that Suning can clearly feel.
It swept across his body like a soft thorn, which made the person feel inexplicably uncomfortable.
"Our Yangzhai Department has eleven Earth Spirit Masters, which is the smallest among the three departments."
"The basic salary is 30,000 yuan per month and four days of vacation."
"There is a year-end bonus at the end of the year, which is awarded based on daily performance appraisal."
"It can range from around 100,000 to nearly one million."
"Those who have stayed for five years can apply to the headquarters for home purchase qualifications."
"The Finance Department will allocate money to help the disciples buy a house first, and then gradually deduct it from their personal salary."
"Of course, the application amount cannot exceed three million."
Zhao Mianfeng eloquently introduced Suning to the generous benefits of inner disciples, and said in a gentle voice: "Then there are rules. I suggest you read more about the Disciple Code."
"You have to know what can and cannot move, and tell yourself at all times."
"A small mistake that seems insignificant to you may cost you your life."
Suning asked casually: "What about?"
Zhao Mianfeng paused slightly, the smile on his face gradually diminished and said: "It's like deceiving the superiors and hiding the money from the inferiors."
"Another example is colluding with other sects to do things that are detrimental to Kunlun."
"Or cause trouble at the headquarters..."
"These are all the roads leading to hell."
Suning said bluntly: "Then what if an old disciple blackmails me and I have no money."
"Both sides were fighting. Does this count as breaking the rules?"
Zhao Mianfeng's stepped right foot was hanging in the air, and he finally took it back to its original position and said: "Everything depends on evidence, both human and physical evidence."
"If you talk nonsense, no one will believe you."
After thinking about it, he deliberately reminded Suning: "If you give, you will be rewarded. This is an eternal truth."
"When you clench your fists, it's best to ask yourself if you have the ability to take on the responsibility."
Suning pondered: "Is it up to you to decide the punishment of the inner disciples?"
Zhao Mianfeng smiled strangely and said with deep meaning in his eyes: "I am only qualified to report to the superiors, and I have no right to punish you."
"The inner disciples are different from the outer disciples. They are the fresh blood that Kunlun regards as the backbone."
"Report at all levels, the principal reports to the manager, and the manager reports to the chief commander of the inner sect."
"If things get out of hand, the commander-in-chief will continue to report it."
"Up there are Kunlun's direct disciple Pei Chuan, the second elder Jingyue, and the young master Lingxi."
"The power of life and death belongs to these three people."
Suning's eyes lit up and he said to himself: "In other words, it will lead to a lawsuit?"
Zhao Mianfeng nodded and walked forward: "Yes, confront him in person."
"Whether he is black or white, whether he is a villain or an innocent person, the public will decide when the time comes."
Suning was happy and smiled from ear to ear.
A bold and evil idea couldn't help but come to mind.
