He waved his hand, looked up at the dark clouds that were gradually dispersing in the sky, and frowned in disgust. Fu Bao, who didn't want to be exposed to the sun, simply turned around and entered the office.
He Xiaohe was stunned for a minute, then got up from the ground, picked up the bag, walked into the office nervously, and closed the door behind him.
As soon as she entered the door, she curiously looked at her future working environment.
The office space is very large. Because the curtains are closed, the room is very dark, but the layout is very simple...
Well, it's even a bit too simple, with a large desk, a comfortable-looking office chair, and a three-person sofa that should be used for entertaining guests.
that's all?
There aren't even any decorations.
He Xiaohe was a little dumbfounded. Looking back, it seemed that there was another cave, with several doors and compartments.
But Fu Bao is the only one here, why does he need such a big office?
Just when she was doubtful, Fu Bao, who had drank a glass of water, had returned to his position, put his long legs on the table, crossed his hands on his abdomen, and fell into sleep skillfully.
Hey, hey...isn't your reaction wrong?
Shouldn’t I explain my job content, commuting hours, salary and benefits?
He Xiaohe suddenly felt that he was too impulsive when he agreed to Fu Bao coming to work.
Also, what happened to the grimace on the glass just now?
Judging from Fu Bao's reaction, it seems that he has long been used to it...
She suddenly remembered the legend of Menggui Community and nervously moved away from the window.
"Why, why are there ghost faces on the glass?" Since the windows were covered with curtains, He Xiaohe couldn't see if the ghost head was still there. She looked around nervously and decided to get closer to Fu Bao, just in case.
"My pet." Fu Bao explained lazily, raising his eyebrows.
What? !
He Xiaohe's eyes widened and she couldn't believe what she heard, "You keep ghosts as pets?!"
Could this guy be actually some kind of evil wizard who specializes in raising imps to do things?
"Did you bring any soup?" Fu Bao suddenly asked again, "I'm hungry."
He is not particularly obsessed with food, but the soup made by He Xiaohe is really delicious, and he will never forget it after drinking it once.
"Oh... yes." When he asked, He Xiaohe remembered that he was so frightened that he dropped the bag to the ground, "Fortunately, the soup didn't spill out."
Putting the thermos on the desk, she suddenly thought something was wrong. Is the focus now on soup?
It should be that scary ghost head, right?
That kind of thing is actually kept as a pet. What if she gets eaten while working here?
She was about to protest and persuade, but Fu Bao put down his long legs, stretched, and pointed his slender fingers towards the walkway, "The kitchen is at the back, and there are tableware in the cupboard."
Because of a case, he was accidentally trapped in a hospital that turned into a ghostland. He and a group of people were hunted by evil spirits. He Xiaohe was a nurse in that hospital. In order to save their lives, he worked hard at the critical moment. He resorted to the last resort and was seriously injured and was hospitalized for a long time.
In order to thank him for his kindness, He Xiaohe acted as his caregiver during that time and prepared nutritious soup for him to drink every day. When he came to report this time, she specifically stated that she would bring soup.
"Is there a kitchen here?" He Xiaohe was accustomed to being ordered around by the detective who was like a lazy cat. He slavishly walked along the aisle to the kitchen at the back, neatly found a pair of bowls, chopsticks and spoons, and then walked back to the front to find the light. Turn on the switch and turn on the light above Fu Bao's desk.
As soon as he took the tableware, he started working almost immediately, taking several sips of soup in a row, "Wow, it feels so good."
Seeing his satisfied expression, He Xiaohe couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, but the next second the smile froze on his face, no!
Why was her attention diverted again?
She curled her fingers and tapped them twice on the table, "Boss, should you explain that grimace?"
After taking two bites of chicken drumsticks, Fu Bao raised his head and noticed that the new assistant had an angry expression, "Didn't I just say, it's a pet."
Seeing her raising her eyebrows and closing the lid of the thermos, he reluctantly continued to explain, "You must have heard that this neighborhood is haunted, right?"
He Xiaohe nodded. "That ghost is the worker who died accidentally during the construction process. I don't know why his soul has been stuck here. He used to make trouble in my house, and I gave him a slap in the face when I was unhappy. Now he is very well-behaved, so there is no need to worry."
"..." Sure enough, her boss couldn't use common sense to judge. "Okay, so what's my job?"
It's empty here, there's no need to clean it every day, just answer the phone...
The only answering phone was on Fu Bao's desk, so what was she going to do?
Suddenly, He Xiaohe found that the phone line was not plugged in, "Um...boss, the phone line was disconnected."
After drinking up the delicious silky chicken soup, Fu Bao elegantly took out a piece of tissue to wipe his mouth, and looked at the phone, "I unplugged it, otherwise how could I sleep if the phone kept ringing?"
"Detective Wu, do you want to take on cases when you open the office, or do you sleep? The office will close soon. What will I do then?" He Xiaohe suddenly felt that his fate was unlucky.
"Taking a case? Oh, I have an appointment with a client today. He will arrive later. It seems that he is also encountering trouble related to the supernatural." Pushing the bowl and chopsticks aside, Fu Bao put his legs back on the table and squinted. He raised his eyes, as if he was about to fall asleep again, "If you don't take the business, you won't have money to eat."
"You mean, if you have money to eat, you won't take on business?" Oh no, her future is bleak. "Then how can you have money to pay a salary?"
"Salary?" Fu Bao sounded as if he had just noticed this.
"Yes, salary! I have to live my life and pay the rent. What will I do if I don't have money?" She really wanted to beat him up.
"From now on, you will be in charge of the office's accounts. The monthly surplus will be divided into 30% and 70%, with 70% for me and 30% for you." Fu Bao decided simply.
real or fake?
He Xiaohe was startled, "May I ask Mr. Boss, what is the average monthly income of our firm?"
Basic expenses such as rent, water and electricity are probably around 30,000 to 40,000 yuan.
After thinking for a while, Fu Bao said uncertainly: "At least 150,000, but the office's rent plus water and electricity bills is only close to 10,000. This salary should be enough for you, right? As for your job content...cooking, cleaning , answer the phone, contact customers, occasionally run errands, that’s it.”
He Xiaohe immediately calculated in her mind. If she calculated the net profit as 140,000 yuan, her monthly salary would be less than 42,000 yuan, and the work content was easier than that of an ordinary administrative assistant. Wow, this job is really profitable. .
Although Fu Bao seems to be sabotaging his work, based on her understanding of him, he will never lie. This means that even if Detective Wu is so inactive, the firm's income is still directly proportional to his reputation. .
He Xiaohe, who wants to make the office's income more stable, has already made up his mind that he must reorganize the place. The layout of the company is very important, and the guests must feel the reputation of Hell Detective when they come.
"No problem, then I'll ask the boss for advice." He Xiaohe smiled happily.
"Yeah." Fu Bao responded softly, his eyelids began to droop again, and he felt sleepy.
He Xiaohe, who was given the "financial power of the detective agency", officially changed from a nurse in a hospital that was about to close down to a versatile assistant in a detective agency with a high income. For her who is easily satisfied, she has to feel that she is herself. It is only through my ancestors' good deeds that I can find such a good job.
Next, He Xiaohe, motivated by the high salary, began to clean and check the accounts, "Boss, how can the monthly rent for such a big office be only 8,000 yuan?"
Although Menggui Community is indeed scary, isn't the price too much?
"It should be because I am a resident here that they rented it to me at a very favorable price." Fu Bao explained lightly.
When he was buying the apartment on the top floor, he revealed that he wanted to rent an office, and the salesman was very proactive in selling the office to him. He thought the price was very good and rented it, with a five-year contract.
"Wow, you still live here?" He Xiaohe couldn't help but marvel.
