"Uh... Believed. Director Zhang nodded with difficulty, he was frightened by Ye Ming's flying knife, he could accurately hit the pig killing position from a distance of dozens of meters, is this guy's eyes clairvoyant?

"So can I do the job of killing pigs?"

"Huh? Yes! Director Zhang came back to his senses, looked at this newly grown guy in surprise and asked suspiciously: "You can find a better job with this hand, why did you come here to kill pigs?" And there is no shortage of people in the position of killing pigs. ”

"It's the same everywhere, director, I know what you're worried about, it's nothing more than that someone's position can't be repeated to arrange people. You can arrange for the pig killer to do something else first, and I'll just work here for a few days to hone my knife throwing skills, and when I feel like it's almost there, I'll leave, and I don't want the salary or anything. Ye Ming said.

"Oh . . . So that's the case, you know kung fu, right? Level 1 cultivator? ”

"Yes." Ye Ming pondered, his strength with the flying knife technique was barely able to fight with a level 1 cultivator, and then he had to run as far as he could.

Director Zhang's eyes changed when he looked at Ye Ming.

Cultivator, this is an absolutely lofty profession, even if it is the lowest level 1 cultivator, it is also an incredible existence, and now he has actually seen a cultivator with his own eyes, and he is still his leader, at this moment, Director Zhang feels that his soul is about to fly, the matter of cultivators working under him, he can brag for 10 lifetimes!

"Lao Wang, come here!" Director Zhang excitedly shouted to the pig killer.

Wang Tu looked at Ye Ming with a confused face, then at Director Zhang, and asked, "Director, you have something to do with me?"

"Something, let me introduce you, this is... Forehead... Your name? Director Zhang suddenly found that he didn't know the name of this kid.

"My real name is Outer Body Incarnation, and my cultivator's name is Ye Ming." Ye Ming said with a smile. He is a legendary-level prop outside the body incarnation became, his real name is this, and there is nothing wrong with it.

"Out-of-body incarnation?" Director Zhang looked confused, what kind of ghost name is this?

"Cultivator?" The king slaughter monster on the side screamed, and looked at Ye Ming incredulously: "You are a cultivator?"

"Yes, Level 1 cultivator."

"Oh my God, I'll just say how can an ordinary person kill a pig dozens of meters away, it turns out that you are a cultivator."

"Lao Wang, this cultivator wants to kill pigs here for a few days and practice swordsmanship, don't kill pigs in the last few days, your task is to run errands for the cultivator, the pig killing area is too dirty, it will affect the mood of the cultivator, the cultivator is here to kill the pig, you go to the warehouse to get 20 brand-new pig killing knives, the cultivator throws out a handful, you run to wash it and send it back, do you hear?" Director Zhang commanded.

"Master Wang, the money for the pig killing work is still yours, I don't want any of it." Ye Ming said with a smile.

"Lao Wang, take care of the cultivator, I will give you 3 times your salary in the past few days!" Director Zhang waved his hand and said boldly.

"Hey!" Wang Tu was happy when he heard it, he didn't have to kill pigs and he could still receive 3 times his salary, where to find such a good thing, and he was busy agreeing.

"Master Cultivator, I'm going to be Dong tonight, please have a meal, do you think it's okay?" Director Zhang said flatteringly.

"Since it's a meal, then I should invite it, and now you are my leader." Ye Ming said.

"What's the matter, I'll invite you tonight, it's decided, Xiao Wang, you can come too." Director Zhang said conclusively.

"Hey!" Wang Tu was overjoyed, today is really a good day for him, his salary has risen, and the workshop director has invited him to dinner, which is a good thing that has not been encountered once in many years!

Wang Tu gave Ye Ming 20 brand-new pig-killing knives, moved a table and a chair from the director's office, and snatched the director's tea to brew it.

This work made those workers greedy, but they didn't have any crooked thoughts, Wang Tu had already told them, this is a high-ranking cultivator, and it is our glory to come here to practice swordsmanship!

The scale of the slaughterhouse itself is not large, coupled with the lack of machinery, the efficiency is very low, in 3 hours in the afternoon, Ye Ming killed less than 200 pigs, from level 6 to level 7 and a half.

"At this rate, you can reach level 10 in a maximum of 3 days." Ye Ming estimated: "As for level 11, I don't want to, the system is too pitiful, with a 10-fold increase in experience points, the eldest brother has nothing to do with him, let alone me."

In the evening, under the enthusiastic leadership of Director Zhang, Ye Ming and Wang slaughtered a slightly higher-grade restaurant near the slaughterhouse, but Ye Ming's lack of drinking made Director Zhang depressed.

However, Wang Tu on the side drank happily, and the two bottles of good wine that Director Zhang's flesh hurt were dried by him for one and a half bottles, causing him to drink too much.

"Director Zhang, you don't know, my mother has been hospitalized recently, and the daily medical expenses are more than 100 copper coins, my daughter-in-law is busy serving her every day, and she has no time to make money. Wang Tu said with a handful of snot and tears: "But I am also old, I don't know how many years I can do such a tiring job, and there is no insurance in the factory, if I really can't do it one day, how can my family live?"

Director Zhang frowned, glanced at Ye Ming, who had a calm face, and drank, "Lao Wang, you drank too much."

"I know that I drank too much, if I don't drink too much, I don't have the courage to say these things, director, you also know that there are a few capable people in our factory, I have to count one, right? We work 12 hours a day, and we often work overtime, and we make a lot of money for the boss, but what about the boss? Just give such a salary, and don't pay medical expenses if there is an accident, if I wasn't young, I would have killed pigs, I would have changed jobs a long time ago, and I would have earned more money as a doorman than here. Wang Tu said with a big spit.

"Master Wang, you said that the boss of the factory does not pay medical bills?" Ye Ming raised his head and asked.

"It's not just medical expenses, it doesn't even matter if someone dies in the factory!" Wang Tu said: "The year before last, a guy accidentally fell into the boiling pool, 100 degrees of boiling water, the whole person's skin was scalded, went to the hospital for three days and did not save him and died, and then the guy's family came to ask for an explanation, the boss called a group of underworld to smash the heads of those people and bleed, and then the group did not give up on the sue, but there were people above the boss, and they were forced to come down." And one more, he.."

"Lao Wang!" Director Zhang interrupted Wang Tu's words with an ugly face: "What's the use of saying these things, can you still expect the boss's conscience to find out and give you a salary increase and insurance?"