"Meng Xilian, half past nine in the morning, the 2020 Meng Po Soup Cooking Method Improvement Exchange Conference in the lunar calendar, video conference room 203, remember to participate."

The person who informed me of the meeting was my immediate boss, the head of the warden Meng Huo. He is tall, has a loud voice, loves to talk back to his leaders, and likes to scare his subordinates, and the only good thing is that he is very happy to criticize fakes. However, this is not very useful in the warden, there is a steady stream of dead souls, a Meng Po and a pit, if any Meng Po neglects her duties and is absent from work all day, causing ghosts to accumulate on the bridge, causing a stampede and falling into the water, Meng Po is the first ghost to be sent to the oil pan to be fried three times.

I was depressed while having a meeting, and the leader didn't understand the business, so I exerted my desire to speak passionately on the stage. I thought it would be better to lie down and sleep in an empty conference room when I had this time. Within two minutes of squinting, I heard the sound of someone dragging a stool next to me.

It's Wei Zheng again.

"Sleep as soon as you have a meeting? You know that the top ten yin handsomes have recently got a new job, and they are specifically looking for fines for sleeping at the conference. ”

"Yin Shuai? I don't care what kind of handsome he is, I just know that I stayed up all night yesterday, and I take it for granted that I will make up for it today. I muttered quietly, not wanting to look at him squarely.

"You little Meng Po, what kind of work are you working on?" Wei Zheng said contemptuously.

I choked on my breath, so I simply turned my head to stare at the leader's lips on the screen.

"Are you tired of doing this Meng Po all day long?" Wei Zheng asked suddenly.

I counted the days on my fingers, "It's been three years according to the ghost calendar." ”

"I've been diligent and diligent in the past three years, and this time it's the end of the year, Meng Shu didn't think about promoting you?" Wei Zheng looked sideways.

I quickly turned my head to look directly into Wei Zheng's eyes, "Judge Wei, did you hear some news?" ”

"Your mother is also a person close to Hades who can deliver a sentence or two, you have no news, what news can I have." Wei Zheng shrugged his shoulders.

I hung my head like a lost dog and lay down on the conference table. Sneakily opened the WeChat interface, and the conversation between my mother and me was at the top.

"Remember to add clothes when it's cold, don't always drink milk tea, and you can't find a husband when you get fat."

The content of the dialogue is the same, and it is even more difficult for my mother to come up with anything to say to me, according to her old-fashioned thinking, she barely earns a future for me in this life, I just need to work hard to eat and wait for death, keep my body healthy and silly every day, hurry up and marry a big fat boy, and then repeat this excellent template life.

I raised my eyes and looked at Wei Zheng's side face, the plain but sharp outline, and the slightly drooping eyes made people look lonely, I was really bored, and began to make mistakes: "Mr. Wei, haven't you done the grassroots work of our Yin Cao Difu, you were the deputy director back then." As soon as the words came out, I felt arrogant, I don't know if this ordinary life is too boring, or the system position is too stable, or my "backstage" is too solid, I actually dare to say such a thing, and quickly glanced at Wei Zheng's face and added, "I heard that it is because Wei Ju that you have done a lot of good deeds and good deeds during your lifetime, and you have rich experience, and the king of Hades thinks you can hold the audience." ”

Wei Zheng turned his face seriously, and said with a pair of Danfeng eyes that seemed to be smiling: "Yes, Xiao Meng, who did you listen to, you know that I have never worked at the grassroots level." I pulled down the three black lines on my forehead, and hurriedly waved my hand and said, "No, no, no, leader, everyone thinks you are capable, so I listened to it." Wei Zheng rolled his eyes, "What's so nice, hard people have worked hard all their lives, and their longevity is over, so they have to come to your mansion to work hard, and they have won a few favors." "I love Wei Zheng's complaining face very much, and he always tells the truth inadvertently, so that a small soldier like me can get some psychological balance. My eyes poked and poked again, and then glanced at the direction of the microphone in the video conference room, confirmed that the green light on the microphone was off, and began to pour bitter water: "Wei Judgment, it's really meaningless, whether the world is good or evil, but sooner or later I will be reincarnated for a few years, but in today's world, even if I judge the way of falling pigs, it seems to be more interesting than people!" The wicked are not afraid to do evil, and the good know that there is no reward for doing good deeds, and our work is really meaningless! I deflated, "The main salary is too little!" Wei Zheng glanced at me, "That's not to blame you Meng Po, the soup boiled out is not as good as the generation, so that there are still people who remember the memories of the underworld and the previous life, and they know that there is nothing to be afraid of." My eyes widened, "It's the fault of the grassroots, and you love to dump the grassroots......"

I just don't care, I don't have a big or small habit with Wei Zheng on weekdays, "It's all to blame Zhong Kui and Lu Zhidao, are they colluding, Lu Xian proposed to reduce the burden and reduce pressure, now it's okay, the procedural justice and red tape of the Chacha Division in the past have been simplified, and a large number of wicked people are casually charged to punish the evil, Zhong Kui chooses a few typical kills, and the rest of the people pay paper money, forget it, who is afraid!" I pouted dissatisfiedly, "The quality of Meng Po soup is not good, but it is still the two of them who can trace the source." ”

Before the words fell, Wei Zheng knocked heavily on my head, "This is the reason why you have been a Meng Po all your life, you have seen it through and you haven't seen it through." "I just wrapped my hippie smile on it," Wei Juan pointed at me, I have a stupid brain, probably genetics. "Smile and deliberately trick him. Wei Zheng began to roll his eyes habitually again, "If you don't come to this set, it's not easy to do anything anywhere if you don't have money." Now Zhong Kui and Lu Zhidao's departments are big income generators, and Hades can point to these two people to use money to build bridges and pave roads, and condense the ghost heart. You look at my reward for the good department, a big spender, that is, the façade of a prefecture to support, as for Cui Ziyu's administrative department, the Yin Law Division, which specializes in supporting work, and there is no sound when the money is invested, it is naturally not good. ”