Zhang Yao stood at the door and looked at the woman in front of him, the more she looked at it, the more familiar she felt, her hair was coiled high, her face was covered with thick makeup, and her arrogant posture made people feel a little annoying.

Huh~~~ This is not the old woman who chased the tail on a rainy day, it is really a narrow road, how can you meet her here again? The point is! She also sits in the director's seat.

"Yo, who am I? How can it be you, don't worry that I don't hold grudges, since Secretary Huo personally introduced me, I will not be embarrassed for you. The old woman flipped through the materials on the table and glanced at Zhang Yao: "My surname is Yan, you can call me Mr. Yan in the future." ”

Zhang Yao turned around and left, this menopausal aunt is not easy to mess with at first glance, and she will definitely die an ugly death if she stays here.

But after thinking about it, the leg that just stepped out was retracted, if such a role can be done, is it also a challenge for yourself.

"Mr. Yan is good, my name is Zhang Yao."

"Hmm." The old woman came out from behind the desk and circled around Zhang Yao twice. This kind of scrutinizing gaze makes people feel very uncomfortable, and Zhang Yao feels like meat on a cutting board for people to pick and choose.

"How old are you?" Mr. Yan crossed his arms and looked at him coldly.

"26" Zhang Yao's answer was also very simple, he secretly thought: Don't mess with me! I'm really going crazy.

"Oh, it doesn't look like it. Okay, you go out and sort out the employee files of each department and rearrange them according to the time of entry. Mr. Yan gave Zhang Yao a few simple instructions and left.

Leaving the office, he breathed a sigh of relief. Auntie is okay, and she doesn't embarrass herself too much.

Because no one introduced him, no one in the room knew what Zhang Yao was doing. He didn't understand the rules, so he had to go to the archives first.

Next to the break room, a black door has a sign for the archives. I didn't know if the lock was locked, Zhang Yao tried it, and opened the door with a hard push. Looking back at his colleagues outside the house, everyone didn't seem to care about his actions at all, so they had to walk in silently.

The moment the door closed, the office of more than two hundred square meters suddenly boiled. At the same time, everyone stopped what they were doing and began to talk about it one after another.

"See? It's in! A young male colleague said excitedly.

"Hmm. Well, I see. A woman with unkempt hair and a short stature next to her nodded desperately.

"Look, you can hear that terrible scream in a while~Huh~~" A bewitching tall woman raised a hand and made a frightened and frightened tremor on her face.

The door to the private office opened. Yan Fang walked out from inside, saw the chaos outside, and knocked on the glass beside her helplessly.

"What for? You don't have to work anymore, do you? ”

Everyone stopped talking and began to return to their posts. Only the bewitching woman walked to Mr. Yan's side with cat steps and whispered.

"Boss. The new kid, you did it on purpose, didn't you? ”

The corners of Yan Fang's mouth rose slightly: "You see it?" Didn't my car get hit on the day it rained? He did it, I didn't expect to get it in my hands so quickly, and I couldn't treat him well. ”

"Huh?" The woman covered her mouth with her hand and looked at her in horror: "Such a coincidence~~ It seems that he is here to beg for death!" ”

The two women smiled heartily and were extremely happy.

Zhang Yao walked into the archive room, found it very dark inside, and fumbled to turn on the light control switch on the wall.

"Squeak, click, click" The white weaving lamp reacted a little slowly, but it also lit up one by one.

The room is really not small, and several rows of shelves are stacked with boxes of information bags. There must be thousands of copies as far as the eye can see.

So much? That has to be sorted out in the Year of the Monkey? Zhang Yao began to be stunned in his heart.

I found a box and dragged it out, and the ash piled up inside had to weigh half a catty. Open the bag. It's indeed an employee file, but it's too TM, so what should it be sorted into?

Zhang Yao felt that something was wrong, and was ready to go out to ask again, put away all the things, and turned around and walked to the door.

As soon as he moved, suddenly the light above his head suddenly stopped, and then it turned on.

The voltage is still unstable here? He guessed suspiciously.

After taking another step, the lights went out again, and this time when it was on, a pale face suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Yao's eyes. His sunken forehead and one eye socket were covered with bright red blood, and the other intact eyeball stared at him with anger.

"Oh, I'm going to ~~~ Don't bring such a play, if you want to come out and trouble you, squeak first, okay?" Zhang Yao rubbed his little heart.

Hearing him say this, the male ghost was also stunned, usually the story didn't develop like this~~ Ordinary people can't see him, and if they can see it, it is without exception a heart-rending scream, a fart and a urine run. What's wrong with today's path?

The male ghost stretched out his long arm and grabbed Zhang Yao's neck, he didn't rush to hide at all, only stretched out his left index finger and tapped it towards the sunken forehead.

A faint blue light flashed, and the male ghost was bounced out with a 'bang' and fell heavily on the shelf.

Now, in terms of the confrontation of spiritual power, Zhang Yao may have reached a position where no ghost can match. If you talk about a thousand-year-old goblin, you may still have to fight, but there are not many opportunities to meet it.

The male ghost was embedded in the shelf, and the broken half of his face looked very wooden, and he still hadn't figured out what had happened in a split second.

Zhang Yao touched his neck, walked over slowly, and squatted down to look at him.

"You live here?"

The male ghost nodded alertly.

"I'm sorry to disturb you, but please don't come out and scare people, not everyone is afraid of ghosts." Zhang Yao sighed helplessly, left his side, and sorted out the shelves he had just turned over.

The male ghost got up from the ground, stood behind Zhang Yao, looked at his every move in confusion, and suddenly opened his mouth: "Who are you?" ”

Zhang Yao turned his head and glanced at it: "You can pronounce the words quite clearly, it seems that you have been dead for a long time, before~ I met a female ghost, who spoke like a foreigner, and I had to analyze and listen to it myself." ”

"Who the hell are you?" The male ghost asked again.

Zhang Yao stopped what he was doing and stood with him: "My name is Zhang Yao, I am a new employee here, and the boss asked me to come in and rearrange the files." ”

The male ghost's only eye rolled upward, and his twitching face seemed to have a mocking meaning: "It seems that you are not welcomed." ”

"Why do you say that?" Zhang Yao found a clean place to sit down and listen to him,

The male ghost sat beside him.

"Because almost everyone in the company knows that there are ghosts in this archive room, Yan Fang asked you to come just to see you make a fool of yourself, and besides, the company has not used these paper materials for many years, and the employees' files are all entered into the computer."

The male ghost talked about it, Zhang Yao listened to it very happily, but he didn't expect that the senior he met on the first day of coming to the company was a ghost.

"I see, no wonder I feel that something is wrong, what era is it and it is still so backward to be sorted out manually, hey~~ The old woman is not easy to mess with~~" Zhang Yao sighed again and again. (To be continued.) )