After learning from Sister Feng what a vase boy was, my whole scalp went numb!
Damn it, isn’t this just a human pig?
According to Sister Feng, Masked Buddha used to be a doctor, loved to perform surgeries, and was also very obsessed with torture!
When he was not a supervisor, a team leader offended him. In the end, his eyes were gouged out, his tongue was cut out, and his limbs were removed, and he was placed in a glass jar and soaked in malforin.
This state of being unable to survive without seeking death makes people shudder just thinking about it!
Just like that, that man lived for several months!
The Masked Buddha’s method of torturing people is evident!
Therefore, Sister Feng told me that it was better not to offend him.
After coming out of the restaurant, Sister Feng limped away.
As for where to go, she didn't tell me.
I have nothing to worry about with her.
She had worked here for a while and still had some connections.
Although she was almost tortured to death by the Masked Buddha, she was still the woman of the Masked Buddha.
With this alone, no one dared to touch her.
When I returned to the dormitory, it was already midnight.
No one spoke in the dormitory, but it wasn't quiet.
The snores came and went like a symphony, with Da Liu snoring the loudest.
Lying on the bed, I couldn't sleep for a while.
The current predicament has been temporarily resolved.
But two more problems came up. First, he had to help Song Yang escape. Second, he had to kill the Masked Buddha to avenge Sister Feng.
The difficulty of any one of them is unparalleled, but fortunately it can be slowed down.
The next day, go to work as usual.
In the new campus, there is also a morning meeting to sing class songs every day.
Moreover, the group members with the lowest performance will get up an hour earlier than others, run and do push-ups.
I'm pretty lucky. The group I was assigned to had the second best performance in the company last month, so I didn't have to do morning exercises.
It's just that the team leader makes people feel uneasy.
This big order of mine attracted the attention of supervisor Tang Zhenhu, who came to this morning meeting in person.
This is the first time I met Tang Zhenhu.
He has a hunky back, a fierce look in his eyes, and he is very dark, so the nickname "Living King of Hell" is quite similar.
His accent sounds like that of a Northeasterner, but the fact is that he is from Wuchang, Heilongjiang, a good place rich in rice.
In front of everyone, the King of Hell called me to the stage to praise me. Not only did he give me a small bonus of 200,000 yuan in front of everyone, he also asked me to express my thoughts on the big deal.
I don’t have any fucking experience, it’s all Song Yang’s fault.
However, I still said some words of encouragement against my will, but said nothing about the fraud process.
Finally, I personally thanked the team leader Han Chao for his guidance and training, but my tone was not so sincere.
More like teasing and ridicule.
Han Chao was left breathing heavily.
In this way, I was promoted by Tang Zhenhu to become the department's gold medal piggy.
Looking at the envious looks cast by so many piglets, I felt deeply helpless and sad.
These people have been completely solidified by the environment. All they can see is performance and bonuses, followed by eating, drinking and having fun.
Anyway, everyone knows that there is nothing good to gain from returning to China, so they simply don’t go back.
Put all your efforts into the park and fraud.
How to please the team leader and supervisor, how to open bigger orders, how to exclude colleagues, and how to live a more comfortable life.
Now most of the piggies are thinking about this, not how to escape or how to resist.
This is also where I feel sad.
But I didn’t want to enlighten anyone. You know, when a person adapts to the darkness, the light will be dazzling.
According to the company's regulations, only piglets that achieve more than 3 million in performance in a single month, or accumulate 10 million in performance, can be promoted to gold medal piglets.
I obviously don't qualify.
However, Tang Zhenhu made an exception and was promoted. The external reason was that I had a bright future and should be focused on training.
The fact is that there is a reason and purpose for why he treats me differently.
The reason is that Sister Feng quietly looked for Tang Zhenhu last night, and the two talked for half the night.
As for what was discussed, no one knows.
And the goal is, of course, the Masked Buddha.
Tang Zhenhu wanted to kill him, but Masked Buddha admired me and wanted me to be the culprit.
Of course, these are all things for later. I didn’t know this at this time, and I only attribute all of this to my good luck.
No matter what, my status has been greatly improved.
In this department, except for Tang Zhenhu and a few senior gold medalists, no one dares to boss me around.
Including Korean Super League.
I have my own office, which looks pretty impressive.
There is a mahogany floor, a mahogany desk, a sofa, and a private bathroom, but there is no inner bedroom.
Immediately, I called Da Liu and Song Yang over.
Let them mess around for a while.
Da Liu sat down on the sofa, looking very excited, and kept saying to Song Yang, "How's it going? I just said Brother Yu is awesome, right? It's only been a few days, and he's become a gold medalist! Damn it!"
Song Yang nodded in agreement.
I gave Song Yang a cigarette and asked him, "If you work hard, you can become a gold medalist, right?"
Song Yang did not deny it and said to me with a smile, "I still know myself. The gold medal position is not something I can control. I might even be beaten to death by them."
I agree with Song Yang's statement.
The higher the status, the greater the risk of the unknown.
Moreover, the treatment of gold medal and high-level piglets is not much different, but the performance requirements are much different. Some high-level piglets who see through will slow down their promotion to gold medal.
Just like Song Yang.
"Brother Yu, don't forget our agreement just because you became a gold medalist."
I patted his shoulder and said, "Don't worry, I want to go out more than you do!"
This is my truth, here, no matter how awesome the piggy is, it is still a piggy.
It is also the meat on the table of the Masked Buddha.
If I make him unhappy one day, I might be missing parts.
It was said in ancient times that being with a king is like being with a tiger. I am in such a state at this time.
Who doesn’t want to escape from such a cage-like life?
The gold medal piglets can be organized into groups. I recruited Song Yang, Da Liu, and a female piggy Yaoyao together.
I don't know this female piglet, it was Song Yang who suggested bringing her in.
According to Song Yang, Yaoyao has a very cowardly character and her orders are often taken away by other colleagues.
It doesn't matter, the key is that he is often bullied by that beast Han Chao.
He called her to the office every three days. Every time she came back, Yaoyao would cry for a long time.
I can become a gold medal, Song Yang is the biggest contributor.
He only had one request, and I couldn't help but satisfy him.
However, the formation of the group requires Han Chao's approval. He has no objections to Song Yang and Da Liu, but this is Yaoyao, and he will not let them go.
I had no choice but to give it a try and went to my supervisor Tang Zhenhu for help.
When we arrived at the supervisor's office, the King of Hell was making sandbags.
But when I learned what was in the sandbag, my expression instantly became dull!
I know that no one who can reach a supervisory position is a good person!
Anyway, there has to be something perverted and twisted!
