Thanks for the 4.20 Yuan, Director Zhou!
Sing Sing, with a free-range chicken leg that Sand Rat had just handed him in his mouth, tore off a large piece of firm meat.
Outside the shed, the Toad was using his four-meter-long tongue to roll up a steel cable and toss it to the workers on the three-tiered scaffolding.
Sand Rat Miguel covered in mud and carrying a drilling machine, plunged headfirst into a crevice in the rock wall, shouting, "For the Six Insurances and Two Housing Funds!"
Seeing these Mutants once lived in fear in the United States sewers now full of energy and enthusiasm, Sing Sing felt deeply gratified.
However, the thought of having to travel through the deep forests of Northeast China to find Wolverine later in the trip dampened Sing Sing's good mood considerably.
"I've run errands until my legs are about to break, and then I get yelled at when I try to get reimbursed. This losing business is really disheartening." Sing Sing spat out a chicken bone, his eyes darting around.
The ultimate goal of saving money is to accomplish great things at zero cost.
He took out his phone, opened WeChat, and started a group chat.
Toad, Polaris, Soft Serve...
Add Wolverine in Peach Mountain, and drag them in one by one.
Group chat name set: [749 Bureau Overseas Talent Re-employment Assistance and Family Group].
Sing Sing posted the first group announcement.
[Dear colleagues, in response to the bureau's call for advanced digital office practices, we are implementing a low-carbon and environmentally friendly "cloud-based follow-up visit"! Please check in daily in the group to report your three meals and sleep status; photos and videos are acceptable! Those who fail to report or omit information will have their monthly attendance bonus deducted!]
This high-sounding excuse perfectly concealed his true purpose: to save money on the train ticket.
The group chat immediately buzzed with excitement after the message was sent.
The curtain was raised to showcase the results of localization efforts.
The first one to pop up was [The Deep Abyss (Harry Kane)].
A 60-second voice message suddenly appeared.
Sing Sing tapped on the voice message, and his pure Central Plains accent made the phone speaker vibrate.
"Brother Zhou! I caught a big fish at the bottom of the underground river! The water is crystal clear. I just ate three big bowls of spicy soup, and Aunt Wang added extra vinegar! When are you coming to challenge me to another drinking contest? I'll take you to a street food stall to chug bottles!"
Sing Sing quickly turned the volume down.
This foreign kid's hallucinating from drinking too much spicy soup. Want to challenge him to a drinking contest?
Let's talk about it after I've mastered the Water-Avoidance Art!
Immediately afterwards, [Mother of the Northwest Oasis (Martha)] sent a brightly colored emoji.
A large pink peony flower slowly rotates.
The sign flashed with large, colorful characters. "Flowers bloom in prosperity, midday greetings, may all the good children be happy every day."
Polaris: This group name is so tacky it's an eyesore. Do you think this is a dating corner for the elderly?
System notification: [Chief Expert Luo Gong has changed the group name to "China High-End Combat Power Exchange Meeting"]
Scroll down.
[Archives King] silently sent a meme of someone pushing up their glasses.
[The Little Rich Girl from the Cold Drink Truck] followed suit and posted a photo of a long line in front of the cold drink truck.
[Brother Zhou! Everyone lined up to buy mint ice cream today, and Grandpa Gao even bought a scoop! Everyone said it made them feel sharp and their calculations were incredibly fast!]
Sing Sing leaned back in his plastic chair, tactically reclining.
Look, look!
There are no such things as discarded consumables or monsters in the world; they are all high-end productive forces that have been misplaced by those brain-dead villains in United States!
As the director of the talent introduction office, my eye for talent is absolutely sharp!
Soon, the tone of the group chat started to go astray.
Peach Mountain Forest Ranger suddenly showed a photo.
Wolverine, wearing a fluorescent orange vest, is frantically scrubbing a massive black bear in a snowdrift next to a hot spring.
The black bear looked utterly hopeless, kicking its four paws wildly.
[That black bear came to steal my frozen pears again. Director Zhao said protected animals should be treated well, so I'm giving it a cold bath to calm it down.]
This striking photo was like a bomb dropped into deep water, triggering a meme war among employees across the country.
Deep Abyss sent me a picture of steaming hot mutton stew noodles: The food here in Henan is really delicious!
Polaris tossed out a sizzling lamb chop and half a Da Wusu: "Lao Gao just delivered this. Desert-style roasted meat, a cure for all kinds of stubbornness."
Wolverine, not to be outdone, countered with a pot of stewed goose. "The forest farm canteen, all you can eat."
Sing Sing stared at the screen filled with carbohydrates and fats.
My stomach growled in protest.
He looked down at the half-eaten chicken bone in his hand, then at the bowl of sour fish soup next to him, which had been scooped up by Sand Rat and was now just scallions.
The free-range chicken I just ate suddenly tasted bland.
"The joy of lavish meals paid for with public funds has all been taken by these guys!" Sing Sing lamented.
In order to save face as a leading cadre, he gritted his teeth and clicked on the red envelope function.
Total amount: 5 yuan.
Number of red envelopes: 12.
Message: The leader's gift of money, use it to buy lollipops!
Send!
These guys have hand speed comparable to a 30-year-old single person with lightning-fast reflexes!
A row of emojis popped up in the group chat at once.
[Deep Abyss: Thank you, boss. jpg (kowtows)]
[Soft Serve: Thank you, Brother Zhou! (Kitten scattering flowers. gif)]
[Sand Rat: Director Zhou is awesome! (Gerberus bows. jpg)]
Sing Sing snorted coldly.
Dividing five dollars into twelve pieces is a very good deal.
He clicked on the details of claiming the red envelope, ready to see who had the worst luck.
Obviously, the person ranked at the very bottom is the director of the "Love and Affection" introduction office.
0.01 yuan.
His gaze shifted upwards.
At the very top of the list hangs a gleaming golden crown icon, next to which is written "Best Luck".
Amount received: 4.20 yuan.
Recipient's Name: Deadly Scissor Legs
Sing Sing's vision went black. How did Wang Pangzi end up in this group?!
He pocketed four and a half yuan of the five-yuan red envelope!
He took one cent, and the remaining ten Mutants employees shared a total of seventy-nine cents!
On average, each person doesn't even have a single cent!
What kind of "consolation money" is this?!
The most crucial thing is, how did the bureau chief end up in this group?!
Frantically scrolling through the chat history, Sing Sing finally found the culprit.
The breaking news reporter has invited the Deadly Scissor Legs to join the group chat.
The Blue Elf!
You traitor who betrayed your own people!
They couldn't wait for Sing Sing to figure out how to handle the situation.
A message popped up in the group chat, tagging all members.
Deadly Scissor Legs: @Director of the Family and Friendship Introduction Office, since Director Zhou has mastered the high-tech 'cloud follow-up visit,' the remaining travel allowance and accommodation subsidy will all be transferred to the bureau's spring greening fund. You have three days; if you don't complete all the follow-up visits, your entire performance bonus for this month will be deducted!
Sing Sing stared at the screen, looked up at the sky, and two lines of tears slid down his cheeks.
Five yuan... I lost five yuan for nothing.
The Sand Rat came closer, looked at Sing Sing's face filled with grief and indignation, and handed him half a corncob.
"Brother Zhou, are those tears of emotion? Did the organization give you a bonus?"
"Send you a damn fool! Go book me a hard seat ticket! Standing is fine too!" Sing Sing snatched the corncob and took a bite.
I can't live like this anymore!