Chapter 1: High-Paying Jobs

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"Ding Dong", "Ding Dong".

Mu Fan's mobile phone came with two text messages in a row:

Dear Mr./Madam Mu, your current bill is seriously overdue。。。。。。

Hello Mu Fan, your cash loan from X Finance has exceeded X days, and you have been contacted many times without success。。。。。。

Mu Fan, who saw the prompt word, didn't even open the message, and pressed the X (close) button vigorously in annoyance, continuing his game.

"Come on, you're a pit, what are you afraid of, go on, what's wrong?"

Another incoming call appeared on the phone screen, and Mu Fan's game was stuck.

"Oh my God, don't let people live?

Mu Fan sat on the sofa and threw his mobile phone beside him, this month the mobile phone was constantly contacted by messages and phone calls to collect money, resulting in not even being able to play the game, and often stuck in the middle of playing, a proper huge pit.

"Ding Dong", another pop-up message came.

"High-paying recruitment, porters pay 800-1500 yuan per day。。。。。。 ”

What kind of porter can have such good treatment? Mu Fan smiled, disapproving.

I thought: Just kidding, I'm also a full-time college graduate, do I still need to mess around if I am deceived by you?

"Hey, are you looking for porters?", Mu Fan, a full-time college graduate, had forgotten what he had just said and took the initiative to call the recruiter's contact number.

Because he is too poor, careless dating and early consumption have made him owe hundreds of thousands of debts, to the point where he can't even turn over the minimum repayment, and now as long as there is a way to make money quickly, he is interested, even if it looks like a pit.

"Yes, may I ask you, sir。。。。。。。 ”

A minute later, Mu Fan decisively hung up the phone and cursed in his mouth: "You just have to carry the corpse, you move the corpse with your whole family."

It turned out that the other party was a funeral home, and it was recruiting workers to carry corpses.

"Is this a porter?", Mu Fan complained, no wonder the pay is so high.

Mu Fan was very contemptuous when he first heard it, and he felt bad luck and hung up immediately, but then the new reminder messages and harassing calls displayed on his mobile phone made him slowly have the idea of giving it a try.

In the past few months, he has hit a wall everywhere in looking for a job, and the substitute he wants his company to give is not as good as a sweeping aunt, the key is that these arrears, ordinary jobs can't even do the minimum monthly repayment, when is the head?

"The minimum is 800 yuan a day, 24,000 yuan a month, and 。。。。。。 a year Hehe, isn't it going to be debt-free and light soon?", Mu Fan thought in his mind.

"What's the matter, this is indeed a porter, there's nothing better than this, besides, there shouldn't be much chance of meeting acquaintances in the funeral home to collect debts, wouldn't it be better?"

The more Mu Fan thought about it, the more he was moved, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, isn't it just to move the corpse, it is still a legal job, compared to these platforms to collect money and intimidate, as well as not borrowing money and singing about your relatives and friends, the dead body is much easier to deal with.

Just do it, Mu Fan picked up the package and went directly to the place of recruitment - M City Funeral Home.

Four months later, one afternoon, in the staff hall of the funeral home.

"According to the special report, the city's 'One Kitchen in the World' group building suddenly exploded, causing a fire in the entire building, the fire is very fierce, and firefighters are in emergency rescue。。。。。。 ”

"I know that this 'One Kitchen in the World' group is a well-known restaurant chain company in the country, and the building is usually overcrowded。。。。。。。 ”

Lao Guo, who watched the TV report, shook his head and said.

"Then you're going to be busy now," sighed Lao Yang, another colleague next to him.

"So, there's something to do again? haha, that's great."

A young man in ripped jeans was slumped on a sofa chair, bored and playing a game, and jumped up excitedly when he heard what two colleagues were saying.

"Mu Fan, how do you speak?", Lao Guo criticized dissatisfiedly: "Can this be said to be good?

"Lao Guo, you don't have a backache when you stand and talk, I'm so poor that my six relatives don't recognize it, and I don't care about this, besides, I didn't do it when this kind of thing happened, I can say it badly."

It has been almost four months since Mu Fan came to work, although the interview went well, but who knows, the actual treatment is not the same thing at all.

There is no additional income when he doesn't start work, he can only give a thousand guarantees for food and housing, and there are very few work days that can be allocated to him, and after he has experienced a few vomiting and slowly adapted to the work of moving corpses, he has not started work for more than a month now.

So when I heard that there was such a big accident, I was excited for a while. He felt that a lot of people should die this time, this funeral parlor was the largest in the city, how could it be sent to him.

"I said Xiao Mu, don't be too happy, according to our experience, this kind of large-scale fire accident killed people, the scene is quite terrifying, but it's not the kind you have been exposed to before, don't say I didn't remind you, just don't spit out your intestines then."

After Lao Yang finished speaking, several colleagues in the hall laughed together.

"No matter how much he is, scared to death, disgusting to death, it's better than dying poor, just vomit, it's not that he hasn't vomited."

Seeing that Mu Fan was a little serious and angry when he spoke, everyone was also embarrassed, and they all knew in their hearts that Mu Fan must have no choice, otherwise who would be young to do this kind of work.

In fact, everyone also knows that it is because he is young that the leaders of the funeral home are reluctant to send him more work, thinking that young people must not be doing it for a long time, it is better to stabilize the middle-aged and elderly, if it is not for the urgent need to employ people at that time, they will not want him at all.

Just as everyone was talking, Leader Li, who had been assigned a task by the funeral home, came over.

"I just received a notice from my superiors, the situation is not optimistic, the number of deaths is estimated to be many, after the fire is over, and when the relevant departments intervene to collect evidence, we may need all our porters to come to the scene, so we can prepare in advance."

After Leader Li finished speaking, he left, there is nothing else to say about this matter, everyone knows the process.

"Don't play, eat early, be ready to fight"

After Mu Fan confirmed that there was a job, he immediately put away his mobile phone and ran to the cafeteria to add food.

He knew that if he had to start work tomorrow, he would definitely not be able to eat it then, because if he did, he would eat it in vain.

That night, the firefighting work in the Tianxia One Kitchen's group building was announced, and it was also the favor of God, and it suddenly rained heavily in the afternoon, otherwise it was estimated that it would not be so fast.

According to reports, a large number of people gathered inside the 60-storey building of the Tianxia Yichu Group when the fire broke out, and the casualties were very serious.

The next night, the leader informed the porters to go into battle, and Mu Fan was among them.

The night of thunderstorms on this day had not yet restored the lighting of the building, and the workers had to wear lighting caps to clean up and collect the burials.

Of course, the work is in groups of twos and twos, because it is convenient to use the lift, and you can't use the back, this time it is Lao Guo who is in a group with Mu Fan.

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