Several people paused, looking at the middle-aged man who staggered over.

The man was in his forties, and wore a blue overalls that had been washed to a point of whitishness. Although the clothes are old, it is obvious that they usually pay attention to cleaning, and they should be ironed properly.

His hair is neatly combed back with hair oil, his eyebrows and sideburns are carefully trimmed, and he is a decent person who pays attention to his appearance.

There is a badge hanging on the pocket of the tooling - Song Xiaogang, the workshop director.

Song Xiaogang trotted all the way in front of Lu Sheng and the others, frowning and looking everyone up and down, "Are you here to apply for temporary jobs?" We have room and board here, 4,000 a month. The job content is to help transport steel every day, and there is an extra 200 yuan if you are fully attended. ”

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Lu Sheng and a few girls suspiciously, "Our work here is quite tiring, young girls may not be willing to do it, you can think about it!" ”

Lu Sheng and the others looked at each other, a little dazed for a while.

"Uncle...... Is your factory still recruiting? Zhang Xiaojuan gasped and asked blankly.

Song Xiaogang's face was blank, "Are you all looking for trouble?" Isn't there a job posting at our door? If you don't want to work, hurry up and don't delay us in recruiting workers. ”

"It's strange, in previous years, there should have been a lot of people coming to do short-term work at this time, why didn't there be anyone this year?"

Song Xiaogang turned his back and waved his hand to everyone, and walked towards the direction of the factory office building with his own words.

"Is this big brother really stupid or pretending to be stupid? How long has it been since the end of the world, and how can anyone come to work part-time? The zombies are all at the doorstep, what kind of work are they doing! Zhang Xiaojuan looked confused.

Su Zheng looked up and looked around, and finally his eyes fell on the office building, "Look, there are people in the building!" ”

Hearing this, everyone subconsciously raised their heads and followed Su Zheng's line of sight.

The mottled and yellowed windows, the window lattices are crawling with green and black creepers, and several middle-aged people dressed as workers are talking and laughing at the bedside.

It's like a very ordinary working day, and the social animals are busy fishing.

Just as they stopped to observe, several workers came out of the office building and walked towards the factory not far away, laughing.

"I'll pay my salary this weekend and go back and buy a new dress for my wife. She's been inking me for weeks, so I'm going to buy a gag for her. ”

"I overslept in the dorm last month, was late twice, and was deducted 200 yuan."

"Hey, I'm so distressed."

A few people looked at Lu Sheng and them a few times when they passed by, but they soon chatted warmly.

Lu Sheng and the others stared at the backs of several people who were drifting away, and involuntarily tensed their nerves.

Lin Xiaobei was stupid, "Why don't these people seem to be affected by the end at all?" I still get paid at work normally, and I have contact with my family when I listen to conversations. ”

"I also bought a skirt for my wife, where can I buy a skirt at this time!"

Everyone looked at each other, and they couldn't figure out the situation in front of them for a while.

"Do you believe in parallel worlds? We can't have accidentally crossed the plane to a parallel world, right?" Han Rui's head is full of wild fantasies in pure love novels.

"Maybe this is the door to the parallel world, and on the other side of the parallel world, the end of the world has not yet come?"

Lu Sheng immediately decided, "Go in and have a look." ”

"yes, let's go in and have a look." Lin Xiaobei scratched his head in embarrassment, "After all, so many people are watching, we can't move all the steel in front of others." ”

The group made up their minds and immediately cheered up and walked towards the factory office area not far away.

The office area is a dilapidated two-story building with a very large floor area, almost seven or eight hundred square meters.

The door is a typical state-owned enterprise architectural style of the eighties and nineties, with white and green painted walls, and the rooms on each floor are completely symmetrical. The windows in the hallway are small, and even with the lights on, they look a little dark.

The old wooden floor creaks with every step, making people involuntarily lighten their steps.

The group was close to each other, and they didn't dare to fall half a step.

Every room on both sides of the corridor has an open door, and most of the doors are double or quadruple offices, ancient jujube matching tables and chairs, and there are freshly boiled electric kettles on the table, paper drawers, and there are even a few unopened couriers at the office door on Lu Sheng's right.

The staff members are all dressed in uniform loose overalls, some are busy at their desks, and some are chatting in various offices with snacks.

It's like an ordinary working day before the end of the world, where everything is going on in an orderly manner.

"These ...... It can't be a ghost......" Han Rui nervously hugged Lu Sheng's shoulder.

Her words instantly lowered the atmosphere to freezing point.

The out-of-place remote factory, a group of workers who seem to have never been exposed to the end of the world, no matter how you look at it, is weird.

"Don't talk nonsense, is there a red song in your phone? Put a few strong songs. Zhang Xiaojuan grabbed Han Rui's shoulders and pulled her to her side.

Han Rui pouted and complained in a low voice, "What's the use of me listening to red songs." ”

"If there are really ghosts, can there be ghosts in the land of China that are more powerful than our martyrs' predecessors? Let's start with the March of the Broadsword. After Zhang Xiaojuan finished speaking, she simply snorted directly.

Lu Sheng calmly looked at the employees coming and going in the corridor.

These people can see them, and many people's eyes have stayed on Lu Sheng and his party.

And when the workers passed by them just now, she also smelled the smell of leek boxes. Ghosts don't eat leek boxes, do they?

The group walked slowly in the corridor aimlessly, and soon bumped into Director Song Xiaogang at the beginning.

As soon as Song Xiaogang saw Lu Sheng and his party, he straightened his face on the spot, "What are you guys doing?" The others are really, just letting you go. ”

"If you want to do a short-term job, you can register the information in the labor department, and if you don't want to do it, you can leave quickly, we are a serious place to work."

"Director, we want to do a part-time job, please take us to register first." Lu Sheng responded without hesitation.

If they want to build a pipe network system, they have to take the steel from here, and at the moment they have no choice but to go to the factory to find out what is going on.

Song Xiaogang looked at several people from head to toe again, and reluctantly took the group to the labor office next to him.

After a simple registration, Song Xiaogang handed over the registration form to Lu Sheng, "Let's have one copy each, as a credential, you can rest assured that our state-owned enterprises will definitely not be in arrears of wages, you work hard." ”

After speaking, he looked up at the time, "It's time for lunch, you can go to the cafeteria and have a bite by yourself." ”

A jingling bell rang, and Lu Sheng and the others followed the workers to the cafeteria.

It was a little cold in the cafeteria, and as soon as I entered the door, I smelled a damp musty smell.