It is only open in the early hours of the night, hence the name.

It was a mysterious place that few people knew about and hid in the depths of their hearts, never spoken to anyone.

It satisfies the desires of every guest, but no one knows where it really is, and only guests who receive a black card can enter it to trade.

Of course, even if the customer has a black card, he may not get satisfactory service, and if the store manager has a headache and brain fever, when he is in an unhappy mood, he postpones, no-shows, or even refuses to serve, which is also a common thing.

This is the Midnight Office.

So dragging?

That's right, that's it.

......

On the second basement floor of the office is a storage room for trading goods, about the size of two basketball courts, and rows of cylindrical wooden display shelves are lined with almost identical pitch-black wooden boxes, about 100,000 of them.

The ghost elder sister put several wooden boxes containing Liu Yongtai's body organs back in turn, and then stood quietly behind Lu Xuan, who was looking at one of the wooden boxes in a daze.

It was a wooden box that belonged to him, and it contained his memories.

"Sister Ghost, how long will it take for me to get my memories back?" Yang Xuan asked quietly.

"Eighteen days a month, master. The ghost elder sister replied coldly.

"It's been three years, and I can finally redeem my own memories. He sighed, but when he thought that he would soon be able to redeem his memory, Yang Xuan was inexplicably a little excited in his heart.

In fact, although he temporarily lost his memories and his freedom was restricted to a certain extent, and in addition to the fact that the secrets of the firm could not be revealed, Yang Xuan was actually quite satisfied with this job.

Because, except for the sacrifice on time on the fifteenth day of the new year, most of the time is basically completely his own. Not only can he do the reception work if he wants to, but he doesn't do it if he doesn't want to, and all the resources in the office are also at his disposal, including the huge assets that I don't know how much.

Isn't it good?

Do you know how many people want to do it?

"Master, the time for sacrifice has come. Seeing that Yang Xuan didn't move for a long time, the ghost elder sister reminded.

"Let's go!"

After speaking, Yang Xuan went down to the third basement with the ghost eldest sister, a dim small room of only about thirty square meters, except for a dark black stone statue, the only decoration is estimated to be the stone carved candlesticks on the walls on both sides.

Why does the sacrificial stone statue wear the 12 crowns that only emperors wear, and why do the things in the wooden boxes on the second floor not only not break, but after a period of time, the original necrotic organs will be repaired completely? Is the ghost sister a ghost or a puppet?

Yang Xuan had been curious for three years, but he had never been able to find the answer, and over time he was not very interested in the truth.

When you come to the statue, slowly tilt your right hand above your head.

Ahem, don't get me wrong, it's a proper sacrificial ceremony......

In an instant, a thin puff of brown smoke seeped out of the skin of Yang Xuan's right hand, and then as if he was attracted, it continued to float towards the stone statue until it was completely absorbed by the stone statue.

"Let's go back!"

Although Yang Xuan didn't know what the brown smoke represented, he could also guess that it was definitely not a good thing, and it was inferred that the 'thing' that was sacrificed was definitely not a good thing either.

Therefore, he never wanted to stay in this room for long, and after completing the ritual, he habitually hurried away.

......

Back in the room on the first floor to receive customers, Yang Xuan first made a brief note on the transaction content in Liu Yongtai's information sheet, and then saved it and clicked to complete the transaction.

Then, I started to click on the second guest of the day.

It's a ghost.

Name: Zhi Wang.

Age: 58 years old.

Status: Construction worker (before death).

Phone: (Underworld) 478.......

Judging from the photos, the 58-year-old Wang Zhi is much older than the 78-year-old Liu Yongtai, and his face is full of traces of time.

Soon, Wang Zhi appeared, not tall, with a hunched back, and the whole person looked very thin, with white skin without a trace of blood, compared with the ghost sister who led him in.

Nonsense!

Can the ghost not be white?

Wang Zhi looked very restrained, took out the black card in a little panic, gently put it on the table, and said with a slight pause, "Hello boss, it told me, you, can you help me?"

'It' refers to the black card on the table.

"That's right, I'm Yang Xuan, the store manager, and I'm happy to serve you. Yang Xuan smiled and said, then pointed to the chair opposite and made a gesture of invitation.

"Eh, thank you. Wang Zhi thanked him and carefully pulled out the rosewood chair and sat on it, but in fact he was just next to his buttocks, as if he was worried about being damaged and would have to pay compensation.

As for Wang Zhi's simple question of seating, it actually bothered Yang Xuan for a long time. Whether it's a legend or something he's seen outside, ghosts are ghosts. But no matter what the hell it is, once you get to the office, except for the pale face, there is almost no difference between the real people.

What's in the office?

Why can you make a ghost come alive?

Could it be that the ghost sister is also because of this?

Anyway, it's been three years, and Yang Xuan still hasn't been able to find this problem.

In fact, he had no way to find out, and the ghost eldest sister didn't answer him these questions at all. Therefore, after being the store manager of the office for three years, Yang Xuan's understanding of the office is still only the tip of the iceberg.

"Tell me, what can I do for you?" Yang Xuan continued to ask.

"Here's the thing......."

Then, Wang Zhi began to explain his story to Yang Xuan.

Wang Zhi, just an ordinary construction worker, relied on the construction site to support his family, and originally thought that he would be able to make it easier until his son grew up. Unexpectedly, after his unhappy son became an adult, his hard life had just begun.

At the beginning, his lazy and unstable son asked him from time to time for a small amount of money because he had a girlfriend, but he didn't pay much attention to it. But after a long time, when it was time to talk about marriage, the woman's request cost him his old life, not only for tens of thousands of bride price, but also to buy a wedding house in the city.

There is no way, for the sake of this wedding house, not only did he force his son to follow him to the construction site, but even his wife, who had been sick for many years, followed them to the construction site to work as a small worker. After two years of working overtime day and night, the full wedding house was finally bought.

It's just that no one thought that when the bride price money was just given, the marriage was finalized, and even the name of the prospective daughter-in-law was written in the house book. The woman has a moth again, and she also asks for a car of about 200,000 yuan, which must also be in full.

Although the daughter-in-law's mother's family is a bastard, but seeing that the daughter-in-law is not bad to his second elder, and her son will not marry her, Wang Zhi can only pinch his nose and continue to work overtime day and night.

But just when he saw that the money was about the same, there was an accident, Wang Zhi fell from a building more than 20 stories high, and directly fell down the palace of the king of Hades.

The main problem is that the magistrate of the prefecture said that he did not die by accident, but was murdered by his son.