Shi Ying saw that there were still souvenirs to take, and looked at the fat man.
Before she could speak, the fat man understood what she meant, reached out and grabbed a handful of concentric knots from the desk drawer, raised his eyebrows, and gave Shi Ying a casual look.
The two looked at each other and laughed in unison.
The work in the haunted house is much easier than Shiying imagined. Changying has been sitting on the table next to her, playing with her mobile phone, as if reading a novel. Fatty and Tomorrow are monitoring the tourists' play. She only needs to sit next to her now.
, just watch them operate.
Changying hasn't said when she will start operating it, but Shiying is already familiar with this communication board. It is similar to the one used for jungle rafting. She will pay more attention to the rhythm of Fatty and Tomorrow today to understand under what circumstances it is necessary.
Issues such as advancing the plot and when it is necessary to create a scary atmosphere for tourists should not be difficult when officially started.
After watching seven or eight games all morning, it was almost lunch time. Shi Ying got up very consciously and asked Changying if she wanted to bring food to everyone.
She and Chang Ying were the only two idle people in the entire office. It was impossible for Chang Ying, the leader and elder, to prepare meals for everyone. Chang Ying stood at the door with three portions of rice and told everyone that it was time to eat? Shi Ying quickly shook her head,
Get such inconsistent images out of your mind.
Changying seemed to have never encountered such a problem before. After hearing this, he thought for a while before nodding. He waved to Shiying, wrote some words on the paper, handed it to Shiying, and said, "Count it as your own."
, bring four ordinary portions, go to this place again, and ask him for 62 portions of rice, so Xiaotian and Xiaoning don’t have to go there in the afternoon."
Shi Ying took the note and was stunned secretly. She didn't expect that there were more than 60 employees in the haunted house. She didn't know if there was a trolley in that place, otherwise how would she get back more than 60 meals.
Shi Ying first went to the canteen and bought four box lunches, then asked for directions to a place called Ji Ansi. After many twists and turns, she finally saw a small house with such a big name in a corner of the park.
She stepped forward and knocked on the door, and a male voice came out: "Who is it?"
"I'm Shiying. Aunt Ying from the haunted house asked me to come over to get some food."
The door opened with a bang, and a long-haired man appeared at the door. He looked Shiying up and down and asked, "How many servings?"
"62 copies."
"Wait." The door slammed shut again. If Shi Ying hadn't flashed so fast, his nose would have been knocked out.
She had no choice but to stand at the door and wait. She didn't know how long she would have to wait, or whether the rice in her hands would be cold by the time she got back. With 62 portions of rice, even the quickest man in the cafeteria would have to cook for a while.
She went there early today and ordered four portions of rice with today's popular dish: sweet and sour pork. She didn't know how it tasted, but the rice she took away was definitely not as delicious as what she had eaten in the cafeteria. Shi Ying thought and sighed.
tone.
The door behind him opened again with a bang, and a man appeared at the door with a long wooden box in his hand, handed it to Shi Ying and said, "Take it away."
Shi Ying just reached out and took the wooden box, but before she could say thank you, the door clicked again and closed.
A weirdo, Shi Ying shook his head, but the quality of this door was really good, and it wouldn't break after being dropped like this. Shi Ying nodded again.
The box of things in her hand was obviously very different from the 62 meals she had imagined, but she was just here to get a meal. The lighter rice was easier for her to hold, and she didn't have to think about where to find the trolley.
Shi Ying returned to the office. When Chang Ying saw her coming back, he clicked twice on his phone and said, "Come to the office."
After a while, Qianyu appeared in front of Shiying, still wearing her white work clothes, and greeted everyone with a smile. Changying tapped the rice on the table with his chin and said, "Take your share.
Then take the others' and share them, I've said hello to them."
Qianyu seemed to be very familiar with this kind of scene. He sighed, picked up a piece of rice, picked up the wooden box, and returned to work.
Shi Ying looked at the remaining three portions of rice and felt troubled. With the three portions left, for four people, who would eat and who wouldn't? It couldn't be that Chang Ying wanted to give herself a blow. Not to mention that the horse had already been laid off, and now
Is it a bit late to show off one's power? Just talking about this morning's interaction, Shi Ying felt that Changying would not be such a narrow-minded leader.
Changying saw her standing there motionless and asked, "Why are you dazed? Don't you want to eat?"
"Eat, eat." Shi Ying stopped worrying and sat at the table and started to eat. After she finished, she had to replace Fatty and Tomorrow. She didn't know how Chang Ying would eat. Is it true that people with special powers like them don't need to use it?
Eating is a low-level way to absorb energy, but are there other more advanced ways?
The three of them finished their meal in turn, picked up the trash tomorrow, and continued work.
Shi Ying was looking intently at the screen on Fatty's side. This group of tourists was really tough. They didn't have much reaction to the terrifying scene in the short street, and they directly put on the clothes recommended by the proprietress of the clothing store.
What's even more amazing is that they heard the sound of the suona but firmly believed that it was the wrong choice that confused them in the past. A group of eight people directly chose to turn left, no one hesitated, and no one looked back.
There was no workload there tomorrow, so the screen went black. He turned his chair around and observed this group of tourists whose brain circuits were different from others, but internally they were highly similar.
The fat man cheerfully explained the situation to the two of them, mainly to Shiying: "It's not that we haven't encountered tourists who all turn left, but we only see them once a week at most. Sometimes we don't see a group for half a month.
Shi Ying was lucky and met him as soon as he came here."
The three people laughed happily, and the fat man continued after laughing: "When this happens, we think that the overall IQ of this group of tourists is not high, and there is no think tank as a leader, so the plot will not contain decryption elements, that would be too
It’s difficult, they can’t figure it out and we have to find a way to save the situation and fish them out.”
"Then what plot will be arranged for them?" Shi Ying asked curiously.
Fatty and Tomorrow looked at each other and smiled. Tomorrow seemed to not want to face it, so he turned his head and covered his face. His reaction made Shi Ying even more curious.
The fat man pointed at the screen and said, "Here, that's it."
On the screen, a group of people were sneaking around the wedding hall, as if they were looking for something.
"Are they looking for something?"
The fat man also covered his face and pretended to be in pain: "I don't know what they are looking for. The Taoist priest asked them to carry Xiaoyun's coffin out of the back door to him. Even if the task was completed, the lanyard and shoulder of the coffin were all gone.
It was placed on the ground for them, so conspicuous, what are they looking for?"
Shi Ying glanced at the eight people on the screen like headless flies, and looked away speechlessly. She also wanted to cover her face.
