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The story of funeral home
Ayang, I have found a suitable job. Are you interested in going with me? Han's voice came from the other end of the phone.
That's great. I'm just bored at home. Go ahead. Where are you going? Let me say hello to you first. I won't go with a low salary.
Don't worry, the salary is 3000 yuan a month.
What kind of job? The salary is good. Very tempting.
Yes, as a security guard in a funeral home in our suburb.
Damn it, Katsuko, are you okay? You also go to that place. You want to die.
I said Ayang, what age is it now? We all believe in science and oppose superstition. Why are you afraid to go? You are so timid, you really don't look like a man.
There was a slight trembling voice on the other end of the phone. "Although I dare not go, you don't know if I was born when I saw a ghost. You happened to be wearing open-backed pants when I caught the ghost. " Obviously, his words only stimulated Han. Go ahead, tell me when to sign up and take a few days off a month.
Han laughed at himself and really fell for it. His face was still full of smug smiles. He said to the phone, "Come to my house after lunch tomorrow, and we will go together. Not far from the dormitory, I will go to relatives for three days a month. "
Ok, I'll pack my bags and go there at noon tomorrow. ...
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