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Chapter 224 Suicide

Master has been out for four or five days, and I don’t know where he went.

No one is answering the phone now. I really don’t know what this old guy is doing out there!

Sighed:

"Forget it, let's call him later!"

Thinking of this, I put down the phone.

It's still half an hour before get off work.

But today, I plan to leave early because it is Zhang Chuyue’s birthday.

After receiving someone's invitation, naturally you can't just go there.

Moved all the wreaths, paper figures, etc. back to the room.

Then he closed the door and went to the bus stop.

Lao Mo opposite was standing at the door of Wanshou Hall smoking a cigarette when he saw me closing the door and leaving.

He also shouted loudly:

"Brother Qin, are you off work?"

When I heard Moting calling me, I waved my hand:

"Well, last time it was my classmate Zhang Chuyue's birthday, I went over to make a living."

After hearing this, Mo Ting laughed a few times:

"Don't drink too much, we'll have a double row later."

My relationship with Lao Mo is very good now.

After hearing what he said, I also smiled, waved my hand and walked away.

After waiting at the bus stop for a while, the bus arrived.

But the place we went to today was the Huangting Hotel in the city center, and we had to take the subway.

Look at the time, it's only about 4:40 now, dinner time is 6pm.

In terms of time, it is still enough.

I had nothing to do, so I scrolled through videos, watched the news and so on.

Just as I was browsing, I was attracted by a small headline.

"An employee of a certain company was too stressed and committed suicide by jumping off a building..."

Driven by curiosity, I clicked and took a look.

As a result, I found out that it was local to us.

The person who said he committed suicide was a man.

Because I worked too much overtime and was under too much pressure, I had a few arguments with my boss and finally chose to commit suicide.

Family members and so on have already arrived at the factory.

We are negotiating with the factory regarding compensation.

Although the word "a certain company" is used, the logo is also covered in many accompanying pictures.

But I have been working in the industrial park for three years, and I can tell which factory this is at a glance.

It's right next to the factory where I used to work.

Taiwan-funded enterprise specializes in OEM for foreign mobile phone manufacturers.

The work pressure in this factory is quite high, and you are not allowed to bring your mobile phone to work.

But the salary and benefits are a little higher than those in ordinary units.

These are nothing, mainly because my attention was attracted when I saw the comments below.

Three of them have more than 100 likes.

They are;

"You're a fool to commit suicide, you're possessed by evil spirits."

"People die every year in the factory. They either jump from the building or are stoned to death. Just get used to it."

"This factory has bad feng shui. I plan to resign after I get my salary this month."

These three posts have the most likes, and there are some follow-up comments and replies below.

The content is roughly centered around these three comments.

They all say that this factory has evil nature, bad feng shui, and that there are some sneaky things going on inside.

Anyway, people die every year in the factory.

And one to three.

However, because this factory has a large background, there are many workers employed.

There are some accidents every year, and every time something happens, it is suppressed.

Pay some money and the factory will continue.

No one cares about the life and death of workers at the bottom...

Because this news post was only posted for twenty minutes.

There are not many comments, only about a hundred or so.

Just when I was about to click to view a comment again, the interface displayed "404".

Exit and view, the news post has been blocked.

This must have been done by the public relations staff in the factory. The power of capital is great.

Even if someone is dead, they are not allowed to talk about it.

Before I released it, I would only complain a few words at most and not pay too much attention to it.

But things are different now. I have become particularly sensitive to this aspect.

Especially after reading those comments, I lamented that there is something wrong with that factory.

I’m not sure it’s true as what was said in the comment section.

It's haunted, and there's a bad ghost out there.

That's why people die every year.

Then, I got off the bus and went to the subway station to take the subway.

On the Internet, especially Tieba.

I searched for posts related to Fufu Factory and Qingshan Industrial Park.

Not to mention, I actually found some relevant news on the Internet.

The contents are basically the same. They all talk about when people died in the factory, how evil they are, and so on.

I took a quick look at some.

These people all died accidentally.

Either he was hit by an out-of-control car, fell down the stairs, or jumped from a building.

Anyway, there are various ways to die accidentally.

The more I looked at it, the more I felt something was wrong.

How can a factory have so many nonsense and accidents?

There must be something wrong here.

Thinking of this, I secretly wrote this down.

I plan to take some time another day to go and have a look.

It's not just to meddle in other people's business.

I just want to catch a few evil spirits and ghosts to give myself some lamp oil and longevity...

After thinking about it, I found that I had arrived at the exit.

Then he put aside the matters at Fufu Factory and started walking towards the Huangting Hotel.

The subway station is only about 200 meters away from Huangting Hotel, not far away.

It's just across the busy pedestrian street.

This is the most prosperous commercial center in Qingshan City.

Consumption is also the highest.

Not to mention eating at the Huangting Hotel.

On this stretch of road, eating hot and sour noodles starts at 20 yuan...


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