The key on the desktop was finally taken back by Old Man.
"The guest has passed away, so this reservation does not count and needs to be reordered."
The boss was talking to himself, as if he hadn't seen what happened just now, but his eyes still looked at Bo Shuo with hidden vigilance, and then his downy face Shou Shou met the examinee who was almost scared to death.
"We lost several employees at last night's party, and now various positions are in urgent need of additional manpower."
The boss took out a piece of yellowed paper from under the counter, then stepped on the stool behind him and pasted the paper in the most conspicuous place.
The other candidates all looked at Bo Shuo cautiously. After confirming that Big Shot had no intention of doing anything, they gathered their energy to answer the boss's words.
"Replenish manpower?"
Bo Shuo came to the wall where the paper was pasted.
The handwriting on it comes into view.
<Recruitment>
Kitchen Staff x4, daily salary: Points x5
Cleaning Staff x2, daily salary: Points x10
Waiter x7, daily salary: Points x3
After confirming the content in front of them, the candidates became excited.
They were originally looking for a way to obtain Points, and now this opportunity is presented to them in such a smooth way. Isn't this just like someone giving a pillow to them when they are dozing off?
(It is detected that the task node has been reached, and now the third phase is distributed: please become a member of the hotel staff and survive successfully)
Just such a paragraph poured cold water on the originally excited candidates.
Especially the dazzling word "survival" at the end.
This all shows the danger of this work.
But there was no time to hesitate too much, the positions on the field were limited, only thirteen in total, but now they have twenty candidates who survived.
"I want Kitchen Staff."
To be on the safe side, the first position to be snatched up is the position of Back Kitchen, which has a medium salary. Compared with the high-paying occupation of Cleaning Staff, the risk level should be much lower.
The other candidates had already reacted and hurried forward to grab it.
Ding Chengyun glanced at it and finally chose Cleaning Staff.
Yan Shun'an Trio weighed it up, and since Points is now rich, I thought of collecting some information first, and finally chose the least difficult waiter.
In the end, the positions above are not enough, and there is no need for external crises, and the candidates can have internal disputes.
"I want a waiter!"
"Damn it, I was here first, get out of here."
A slightly thin candidate was squeezed out of the crowd and fell hard to the ground. He screamed in pain, but before he could see his injuries, he hurriedly got up and tried to squeeze back to the front desk.
As the number of positions became less and less, the original verbal fights first evolved into physical conflicts.
The boss who was handing out Work ID in front looked like he was watching a show. He still moved slowly and leisurely, and even took a few minutes to take out a Work ID. He seemed to be happy to see this group of candidates fighting.
It even lit up the fire from time to time.
"One waiter, 3 remaining positions."
"Kitchen Staff has been fully recruited."
"..."
These words made the candidates who did not get the job even more crazy.
You know, Points can be linked to life now. If Points hadn't booked a room, they would have died outside like the previous group of people tonight.
Bo Shuo did not participate in this robbery.
A piece of mission information flashed red in his sight.
(Phase 3: Please become a member of the hotel staff and survive successfully!)
It seems that even if Points is enough, this assessment is unavoidable.
But Bo Shuo doesn't want to compete with these people.
"Get out of the way."
This sentence, which was neither light nor serious, caused the crowd that had been squeezing at the front desk to pause. The candidates whose faces were flushed due to the competition froze in their entire movements.
I saw a long Silver White Thread spreading from the counter, landing at the front like a poisonous snake, with a sharp tip. People instantly recalled how this Silver Thread penetrated the center of Raincoat Monster's eyebrows, killing him cleanly and instantly.
Some people in the crowd shuddered and dared to continue standing in front of the stage.
Soon, all the candidates, whether they had grabbed it or not, consciously stepped back. Soon, all the seats in front of the counter were cleared.
The boss originally wanted to hand out Work ID but paused. Seeing that no one wanted to pick it up, he slowly took it back and looked up at Bo Shuo.
"Dear guest, what do you want?"
Bo Shuo didn't look at the marked position.
"I want to apply."
The boss was stunned for a moment, then he said kindly, "What position do you want? I can give it to you as long as you ask."
"I want to apply for a job as a boss."
The boss himself. "..."
No, it's just for it.
The boss wanted to refuse, but Silver Thread, which was turning slowly on the counter, seemed to understand what the owner meant. He turned around suddenly, with the upper end tilted up, and the sharp top pointed at the boss.
As if to say, if you don't agree, you will die.
This was the first time for the boss to see such an unruly candidate, and he was so strong that he didn't give him any room to refuse.