Chapter 22: Taoyuan Square, White Clothes Unstained

Taoyuan Square, located in 【Jinning District】 of Yujing City, is a first-class location.

It is said that this is the location of a dragon vein and has always been a prosperous place for business, but ever since the Taoyuan Plaza was built, accidents have occurred constantly, and people die unnatural deaths every year.

Some people say that the location of Taoyuan Square is extremely special, located on the seven dragon teeth where the dragon vein is located, which is the most fierce.

In the beginning, a Daoist priest buried seven coffins here, named 【Seven Stars Sealing the Mouth】, also known as 【Seven Coffins Suppressing Evil】. In this way, it is equivalent to hanging food on the position of the dragon teeth. Only when the dragon's mouth has food can it be spared from bloodshed.

Later, Taoyuan Square broke ground, but seven coffins were dug out, breaking the original pattern, and accidents have occurred one after another since then. In addition, the character "Guang" (Square) written on Taoyuan Square is written like a dragon and a snake, looking very much like the character "Shi" (Corpse) for a corpse, so locals call it Taoyuan Corpse Field.

"Why is it in this ghost place?" Zhang Fan curled his lips and immediately gave himself a slap.

"I am a Daoist priest now, what am I afraid of?"

After a trip to Zhenwu Mountain, his worldview had long been overturned. Even if there were really strange powers and chaotic gods in this world, he was considered to be in the same system, and naturally, there were no taboos.

At noon, Zhang Fan dealt with two bites and went out, squeezed the subway, and transferred to Taoyuan Square.

"It's not as deserted as the legend."

Just past noon, although Taoyuan Square could not be considered lively, it had not fallen to the point of being deserted, and there was still a lot of traffic.

Although Zhang Fan grew up in Yujing City since he was a child, this was the first time he had been here.

"Seventeenth floor..."

Zhang Fan looked at the address on his mobile phone, found the elevator of the office building, and pressed the seventeenth floor directly.

"Broken?"

Pressing twice in a row, the elevator didn't react at all. Zhang Fan's brows wrinkled, just about to go down, the button on the seventeenth floor suddenly lit up, and the elevator rose slowly.

"It should just be aging wiring." Zhang Fan remembered the legend about Taoyuan Square and couldn't help but explain it to himself.

Ding...

Arriving at the seventeenth floor, as soon as the elevator door opened, Zhang Fan shivered and felt a cold air rushing in.

"This..."

Any extremely yin place has a different magnetic field from other places. Not only will the mobile phone have no signal, but even the temperature will be lower than other places.

"This place is really not clean."

Zhang Fan's complexion sank slightly, and he walked out of the elevator vigilantly. From his professional point of view, this building was indeed not very clean.

"Damn, which bastard turned the air conditioning so low? Don't you know the wiring is aging, aren't you afraid of tripping the switch... Damn..."

Just then, a burst of dissatisfied shouting came from the company next to the elevator.

"..."

"Senior Brother Pojie is right, believe in science."

Zhang Fan glanced at it. There were about five or six companies on the seventeenth floor, and Night Does Not Brighten was at the very end.

"Go to the bathroom first."

For the first interview, Zhang Fan was a bit nervous, after all, it was about his rice bowl. He came to the bathroom at the end of the corridor and walked in. The dim light flickered, obviously the wiring was indeed aging.

"Hmm!?"

Looking at the flickering light, Zhang Fan couldn't help but think of many plots in movies. It is said that the bathroom is the place with the heaviest yin energy and the most unclean place...

It is said that people die in the bathroom in Taoyuan Square every year. Especially last year, an uncle, middle-aged and unemployed, failed to ask for wages, and ended up sneaking into the building in the middle of the night and hanging himself in the bathroom pit...

The next day, the cleaning aunt was almost scared to death on the spot...

"There is no ghost... the rumors on the internet cannot be believed."

Zhang Fan's water flowed, only feeling a burst of comfort in his body and mind. He shook three times and walked out of the bathroom with joyful steps.

Just then, the light flickered more frequently, and the empty pit at the very end made the sound of flushing.

"Mom... was that person just now a human? I was so scared I almost revealed my form."

"What person? I only saw a piece of fire... What's wrong with this society now? In the middle of the night, the resentment of those working overtime is heavier than ours... That's fine..."

"In broad daylight... and ran into this, it's not easy to be a ghost these years."

"This building is really as evil as the legend..."

In the empty bathroom, the old light flickered, and the dripping sound was mixed with dream-like low whispers.

Night Does Not Brighten Culture Co., Ltd.

Zhang Fan looked inside through the glass door. The company was very small, with only five or six desks in the public area, and two independent offices on the side, not even a front desk...

At this moment, Zhang Fan even doubted whether this was a shell company.

"Excuse me... is anyone there?"

"Come in."

As soon as the voice fell, the door of the innermost office opened...

A middle-aged man walked out, with distinct features, quite handsome, but with stubble, appearing a bit unkempt, and his expression was even more lazy. The most critical thing was that he was wearing a plain white suit, looking somewhat like...

Mourning clothes!

"Here for the interview?" The middle-aged man stood in front of the office door and scanned Zhang Fan up and down.

"Are you..." Zhang Fan asked.

"My name is Bai Buran... the boss here, follow me in."

"Bai Buran? Boss?" Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly followed into the office. It was even simpler than the outside, and the desk was full of magazines and figures...

"Second-dimensional?"

Zhang Fan's expression became more and more strange, looking at the figure wearing a swimsuit, his eyes swept to the wall, but there was a half-broken bronze sword hanging in the corner.

"Zhang Fan... right..." Bai Buran leaned on the chair and said casually.

"How do you know? I haven't introduced myself yet..." Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment.

"We don't recruit for this position externally..." Bai Buran said casually: "Congratulations, you have been hired..."

"Ah!?"

Zhang Fan was stunned again: "You haven't asked anything, I haven't said anything yet? This is hired?"

"Young man, you've already walked through the back door, still want to go through the process again?" Bai Buran narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly: "Okay, okay, okay, satisfy you."

"Are you afraid of too much work? Are you annoyed by work?"

"Uh... I..."

"Don't be afraid, don't be annoyed, work will never be finished."

Without waiting for Zhang Fan to answer, Bai Buran said to himself: "Young man, if you get this job, will you slack off?"

"I..."

"You slack off, I slack off, the boss becomes a homeless man... It's better not to." Bai Buran interface said.

"If there is dirty work and hard work, will you rush to do it?"

"About this, I..."

"You don't do it, I don't do it, the boss picks up rags next year... Young man, it's better to be enterprising." Bai Buran interrupted.

"..."

"The last question... what do you think about working overtime?" Bai Buran finally became serious.

"About working overtime, I mean..."

"Working overtime every day, worrying every day, moving bricks every day like a monkey..." Bai Buran raised the corners of his mouth and smiled.

"Hmm!?"

"Just a joke, young man, why don't you have any sense of humor?"

Bai Buran's smile became more and more brilliant: "Don't worry, there is no overtime pay for working overtime here."

"Oh, then I'll put... Hmm? No overtime pay?" Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment.

"We don't encourage working overtime here, it's all voluntary." Bai Buran showed the boss's pattern.

"If there is no problem, come to work next Monday, the probation period is three months, the monthly salary is 4,000, and the regular salary is 5,000..."

As he spoke, Bai Buran stood up and shook hands with Zhang Fan.

"Uh..."

Zhang Fan was stunned, and before he could react, he had already been sent out of the door by the other party.

"So simple? I thought the interview would be difficult."

Zhang Fan muttered, walked to the elevator by himself, and pressed the first floor.

"Hmm? Broken again?"

The elevator didn't react, and Zhang Fan pressed twice more.

Just then, the elevator door opened slowly, and a figure rushed in.

"Young man, how did you get up?"

The person who came in was an old security guard, with gray hair and a face full of wrinkles, looking like sixty or seventy years old. He gasped for breath and stared at Zhang Fan with a heavy expression.

"Came up by elevator... I came for an interview..." Zhang Fan was afraid that the other party would misunderstand that he was not a serious person, and explained with a guilty conscience.

"Interview?" The old security guard's complexion changed suddenly, and he pressed the elevator...

The elevator descended slowly, and his complexion eased a little.

"What's wrong?"

"The seventeenth floor has been sealed long ago, there is no company at all? What interview are you having?" The old security guard said with a heavy complexion.

"Ah!?" Zhang Fan couldn't help but be moved.

"Young man, you... don't talk nonsense after you go back... don't talk nonsense about a word... just pretend nothing happened..." The old security guard stared at Zhang Fan, wanting to say something but stopping, and finally warned.

Ding...

Just then, the elevator arrived at the first floor. Under the crowd of the old security guard, Zhang Fan walked out of the elevator. He looked back at the upstairs, a bit puzzled, turned around, but the old security guard had disappeared.

"Excuse me..."

Zhang Fan walked to the lobby, found a young security guard, and asked: "Where is the old security guard with gray hair here? I want to ask him something."

"Old security guard!?" The young security guard was stunned for a moment, then suspiciously looked at Zhang Fan up and down.

"None of our security guards here are over thirty-five..."

"Where is the old security guard!?"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 23 =====