However, this staircase does not lead to the second floor, but instead leads to a deep basement.

The corridor was pitch black, like a bottomless black hole.

Zhao Ming immediately became alert.

He involuntarily stepped back, and an inexplicable sense of unease welled up in his heart.

In terms of psychology, Zhao Ming is undoubtedly a layman, but he doesn't understand it anymore, and he also knows that the psychological counseling room should also choose a bright and comfortable place with a wide field of vision.

Originally, the psychological patient was depressed enough, and if you choose a dark, clammy and cold place to give psychological counseling, wouldn't it drive the patient to a dead end?

At this time, the man stomped his foot violently,

'Bang! ’

Zhao Ming was caught off guard and shuddered, retreating continuously, his eyes vigilantly patrolling around.

At the same time, clench your fists and beware of someone suddenly jumping out and attacking.

The lights in the stairwell came on, emitting a soft white glow. At the end of the staircase, which was shrouded in light, was a dark red iron door.

The strange thing is that in the modern society where aesthetics are becoming more and more refined, the iron door of the reception room of a private clinic is actually solid!

The ironclad and airtight block of the narrow and oppressive underground staircase gives people a strong sense of suffocation.

Zhao Ming's nerves tensed suddenly, his heels turned slightly, and the corners of his eyes glanced at the gate, ready to sprint out!

He instinctively felt,

Behind the door,

It's an unknown horror!

At this moment, the man suddenly stopped, turned around, and tilted his head slightly, just in front of his eyes.

#￥%…………

Zhao Ming's pupils shrank suddenly,

The body shook non-stop,

But his feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, and he couldn't move no matter how he moved.

"The rent in the city center is too expensive, and I can't arrange the consultation room underneath, the basement is indeed darker, but it is better than quiet. My clients are acquaintances, and they don't care much about the environment. Actually, it's still very normal inside, why don't you come and take a look at it? ”

The man smiled gently at him, as if he saw Zhao Ming's concerns, and after explaining, he introduced himself, "My surname is Chen, you can call me Doctor Chen." ”

After speaking, he leaned sideways and made a gesture of invitation to him.

courtesy

And you're welcome.

Zhao Ming pursed his lips and looked at the dark red iron door, only to feel a cold air slowly climbing up from the soles of his feet, and his whole body was cold.

The floor lights dimmed, and the stairwell was instantly swallowed up by darkness.

The man stomped his foot, and the floor lamp flashed twice, and it was bright again, and the white light was hazy, adding a bit of weirdness.

Two big men, where can't they be interviewed, they have to go into a small dark room?

Zhao Ming took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down, it was impossible to continue the interview, and his mind was full of thoughts about how to get out of the way.

Whoever loves this job wants it, and he doesn't have the extra life to gamble on what's behind the iron gate.

In the past, I often swiped the news of college students being deceived in interviews, mistakenly entering pyramid schemes, being deceived into loans, being dug out of organs, and being forced to m...

In short, miserable.

Look at this clinic again, and there is weirdness everywhere.

He hasn't finished his life yet, and there's no need to risk his life.

Even if the danger is imaginary, it is absolutely not allowed.

"Squeak—"

The heavy iron door opened a thin slit slightly, and Zhao Ming felt a cool breeze instantly drill into his trousers, and the temperature plummeted, making him feel that his lower body was cold.

After a few moments, the door was completely opened.

The basement interior view is unobstructed, and the lights are dazzling, bright as day, giving people a sense of sudden enlightenment.

A girl in a goose yellow dress walked out with a long document in her arms, her long hair shawl, and she was curling.

The girl is in her early twenties, bright and bright, and her gestures are tender.

Zhao Ming's breath stagnated, and the fear in his heart was swept away in an instant.

"Do you still have interviews?" Dr. Chen had already walked to the door, shouted at Zhao Ming, and then whispered something to the girl, who nodded and walked up the stairs with the information.

The body is light, gentle and quiet.

"Noodles!" Zhao Minghu's body was shocked, and he hurriedly raised his hand.

As long as it is not a black shop, Zhao Ming is willing to do everything he can to seize this opportunity!

"Then come in." Dr. Chan beckoned and stood at the door waiting for him to come down.

Zhao Ming walked down the steps with ease, and greeted the girl warmly along the way.

It's just that the girl just glanced at him lightly, and there was no response other than that, looking very cold.

Zhao Ming smiled awkwardly, fortunately, I came to apply for a job today and not on a blind date, otherwise my self-esteem would not be shattered?

Dr. Chan waited for him to enter, and then locked the iron door with a "bang".

Zhao Ming chuckled in his heart, his body burst out, and he quickly retreated to open up the distance between the two.

Nima,

Why do you still have a feeling that something is wrong?

Dr. Chan looked at him with a calm expression. Then he smiled at him, pointed to the air conditioner and explained, "It's hot, you don't recommend it, right?" ”

Zhao Ming shook his head, and his pounding heartbeat gradually calmed down.

That's true,

Who will blow the air conditioner with the door open?

After glancing at the business license issued by the Industrial and Commercial Bureau,

Zhao Ming completely relaxed.

Now it's determined,

It's not a black shop.

With a smile still on his lips, Dr. Chen sat down on the sofa at the coffee table, stared at Zhao Ming who was standing on the side, and stretched out his finger to the other side.

Zhao Ming comprehended and picked a place to sit down.

merely

Sitting diagonally opposite.

A location far away from Dr Chan.

Although the sense of crisis has been lifted, the vigilance is still there.

Zhao Ming told himself to be vigilant.

Boys are outside, so be sure to protect themselves.

Dr. Chen smiled and shook his head, poured a cup of tea and pushed it in front of Zhao Ming, saying, "Taste it, this is a new tea leaf." ”

Zhao Ming picked up the teacup and put it on the tip of his nose to ask, then put it down and didn't drink it.

He has a fine habit of never eating something given by strangers.

"You're not a psychology major." Dr. Chan leaned back and went straight to the point stating a fact.

"Hmm." Zhao Ming was not afraid of him asking, anyway, it was clearly written on the resume, and the other party must know. Since he knew the foundation and notified him of the interview, it was definitely not his academic qualifications.

Although Zhao Ming didn't know what people liked about him, he still came.

"I appreciate your frankness, and to tell you the truth, I've met a lot of people, but I'm not very satisfied, I think they're not pure. You, on the other hand, are different. ”

Is it simple?

Zhao Ming was speechless for a while, not knowing what to take.

He felt that Dr. Chan was swearing, but he had no proof.

Pinching the handle of the teacup, Zhao Ming hesitated, "I've had a lot of hardships from snacks, so I'm stronger than ordinary people, my ability to resist pressure is okay, and I can learn new things quickly." No amount of talk is better than doing well, and if you can give me this opportunity, I don't think I will let you down. ”

"I'm willing to train new people, but it doesn't matter if you resist pressure or not." Dr. Chan crossed his hands, looked at him and said, "I need to pass the test." ”

"How to test?" Zhao Ming had a bad premonition in his heart.

Dr. Chan smiled gently, "Hypnosis, do you dare?" ”

"Don't dare." Zhao Ming shook his head decisively.

Dr. Chan: "......"