Chapter 155: Is it a trap?

"5,000 yuan a month?"

Jiang Cheng's eyes showed a hint of surprise.

This salary and benefits are indeed pretty good.

"Yeah, at first I also couldn't quite believe it."

Chen Sao hurriedly replied, her face full of smiles.

"Where is the workplace?" Jiang Cheng asked next.

With his current income, supporting Chen Sao and Lin Yue was a piece of cake.

But he also understood the two of them.

First, he felt embarrassed about constantly taking advantage of him.

Second, anyone needs to find something to do; otherwise, even with a materially rich life, the spiritual world would feel empty.

"Well…"

Chen Sao and Lin Yue exchanged a glance, their expressions turning hesitant.

"We asked, and that person said it's confidential for now."

"Confidential for now?"

Jiang Cheng's face showed a strange expression, his nose catching a whiff of conspiracy.

"Yeah, she said the job conditions are too good: go at eight in the morning, return by six in the evening, work seven days a week with one day off. If we tell her the location, we could go ourselves, and she wouldn't get a commission."

Chen Sao explained, "But she also said it's not far from here; a walk of twenty to thirty minutes gets you there."

"Where did you meet that person?"

Jiang Cheng furrowed his brows, feeling more and more that something was off about this matter.

"Right at the entrance of the residential complex."

Seeing Jiang Cheng's uneasy expression, Chen Sao's face also showed apprehension.

"We saw someone fixing shoes at the entrance, and a vegetable seller, so we set up a stall there, mending clothes for people. Then that person came over, started chatting with us, and eventually said she knew a job that suited us, much more stable than our street vending here."

"Yeah, Brother Jiang Cheng, actually that person seemed pretty nice, she shouldn't be tricking us, right?" Lin Yue added.

She actually had a bit of that worry inside.

But 5,000 yuan a month for one person is an overwhelming temptation.

"Hard to say."

Jiang Cheng's expression grew solemn.

"Did you agree to her?"

"No."

Chen Sao shook her head, "I just wanted to come back and tell you, to get your advice, since Xiao Yue and I have never lived here and don't understand many things."

"Hmm."

Jiang Cheng nodded slightly.

"Being cautious is good; from my experience, this is most likely a trap. If the job were really as good as she says, why wouldn't she recruit people she knows instead of looking for two strangers on the street?"

"Right, that seems to be the logic."

Lin Yue nodded stupidly.

"Xiao Cheng, you mean we should turn down that person?"

"Let's decline for now."

Jiang Cheng nodded, "Since we're new here and don't know the surroundings, it's better to be careful. Later I'll ask around to see if there's any truth to it."

"Okay."

Chen Sao agreed, and her mood visibly dropped a lot.

Finally getting a chance to make "big money," she was excited just thinking about it after returning.

But Jiang Cheng definitely wouldn't harm them, and after his words, they also felt many doubts.

"Chen Sao, Xiao Yue, you don't need to put so much pressure on yourselves."

Jiang Cheng said reassuringly, "Don't say this job is probably fake; even if it's real, the two of you together would only earn ten thousand yuan a month, which for me is just a matter of a few days." "!"

Hearing this, even the Old Man widened his eyes.

"Earn ten thousand yuan in just a few days?"

"Then over a month, wouldn't that be several tens of thousands? 'How about this.'"

Jiang Cheng smiled, "Starting today, I hire you, Chen Sao, and Xiao Yue, to help me take care of Grandma, five thousand salary each per month."

"No, no."

Chen Sao refused without hesitation.

"Xiao Cheng, what do you think we are? You let us stay here, we don't know how to repay you, how can we even have the nerve to take your money?"

"Yeah, Brother Jiang Cheng, taking care of Grandma is our duty; don't bring up the money." Lin Yue said apologetically, "When that person comes again tomorrow, we'll just refuse her."

Jiang Cheng, seeing that, said no more.

Ten thousand yuan a month is really nothing to him now.

But the problem is, he is willing to give, while Chen Sao and the others are unwilling to receive.

However, regarding that matter mentioned earlier, he felt it wasn't that simple and planned to ask around nearby people.

The next morning, early.

After breakfast, Jiang Cheng didn't go to headquarters; instead he went downstairs to the shop at the entrance, bought a pack of cigarettes, and then found the security guard at the entrance of the residential complex.

The two looked to be in their forties, slender, and didn't seem capable of protecting others.

Jiang Cheng felt helpless about this.

Before joining the Dawn Society, Hong Cha said that the society would provide protection to members' families.

After joining, I learned that, indeed, it provides protection, but only for the families of mid‑to‑high‑level Force Warriors.

For those at Level One, Second Level, or Level Three, they can only pray for their own luck.

But it can't be said that Hong Cha was wrong; moreover, they all have free housing, so Jiang Cheng doesn't need a bicycle either.

The two security guards' eyes lit up the moment they saw Jiang Cheng approaching with cigarettes.

"Two brothers, I'd like to ask you about something; I wonder if it's convenient?" Jiang Cheng said with a smile, handing over two cigarettes.

To make it a bit nicer, he even bought a premium pack, costing a hundred yuan per pack.

"You're welcome."

"Kid, I see you're also from our neighborhood, right? Ask whatever you want; whatever my brother and I know, we'll definitely tell you."

The two guards took the cigarettes and broke into cheerful smiles.

"I want to ask you two brothers, is there any clothing factory nearby that pays decent wages, like five thousand yuan a month?"

"What clothing factory can pay five thousand yuan a month?"

Hearing that, the two guards widened their eyes.

"None?"

Jiang Cheng's complexion changed slightly.

"There is actually a clothing factory nearby."

The older‑looking guard took a drag and said slowly, "But how could the wages be that high? Even three thousand a month is considered great."

"That low?"

"Actually, it's not low at all."

The younger guard gave a wry smile, "Our security guards earn less than three thousand a month, but those workers indeed labor much harder than us, so it's only natural they earn a bit more.

We have to stand, it's a bit more tiring, but they start work at six in the morning, work until ten at night, get up early the next day to continue, and over a month they might not even get one or two days off."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Cheng squinted his eyes.

Sure enough, as expected, pies don't fall from the sky.

"Kid, why are you asking like that? You aren't being scammed, are you?" the older guard's expression changed.

(End of chapter)