"My name's Shao Wen, and he's Ling Feijie." The bespectacled man glanced at Wu Jinpeng, then gave a slight shake of his head. He could tell that Wu Jinpeng was dressed head to toe in cheap knockoffs. The air of poverty practically radiated off him.
"Hello. I'm a new employee at this Haunted House. The boss asked me to tag along and experience it as a visitor first." Wu Jinpeng immediately figured out what was going on. He knew both men liked the woman, but she didn't seem to like either of them.
"Uncle, are you really an employee here? You don't look like one." The other two visitors who had come in with them also gathered around Wu Jinpeng. They both looked quite young. "We're students at Han Jiang Medical College. Our senior student said the actors in this Haunted House are scarier than the last, like they crawled straight out of Hell."
Hearing the two students' assessment made sweat bead on Wu Jinpeng's forehead. He seemed to have joined some extraordinary organization.
"I haven't officially met the other employees yet, so I don't know the details."
"Uncle, you seem like a decent guy, so don't lie to us." The two Medical School students knew all about Chen Ge's Haunted House's tricks. They heard about it every day, and after so much exposure, they were practically veteran visitors.
"Do I look like the kind of person who'd lie?" Wu Jinpeng tried to explain, but the more he did, the more suspicious everyone looked.
"Quit talking and let's go in and see for ourselves." Ling Feijie was a little older than the two students, but he seemed less mature. He was like a flower raised in a greenhouse: though he looked tough, he was actually fragile inside.
They followed the