The woman standing up in the eggshell has a graceful figure and a dignified and beautiful face. She is holding a briefcase in her hand, her hair is neat and beautiful, and she is wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses. She looks like a standard female professional elite.
Her appearance is slightly similar to Wu Ying's, but she is no longer fat, has no spots, her skin has improved, the blemishes on her facial features are gone, and she is taller.
It can be regarded as the plus, pro and max versions of Wu Ying.
"Are you...Wu Ying?"
Tang Ping asked tentatively.
"Who is Wu Ying?" the woman replied in confusion, then waved her hand: "It doesn't matter who Wu Ying is, do you want to hire someone?"
"Hire someone?" Tang Ping looked confused.
The woman clapped her fingers: "I need a meaningful job with a daily salary of 10,000 yuan, seven insurances and two payments, which can realize the value of my life."
Tang Ping was dumbfounded. He couldn't understand what he was saying. Just now it was a life-and-death fight, and now he's talking about job benefits?
The woman frowned: "It seems that you are not the boss who needs to hire people. Goodbye, I'm going to find a job."
"Oh, wait!"
Tang Ping grabbed her arm and told her to look for a job like this. There was a 100% chance that she wouldn't be able to find one, and she might even be arrested by the Civil Affairs Bureau.
He rolled his eyes twice: "Wait a minute, how about you become my secretary."
The woman suddenly became happy: "Can you accept my conditions?"
Tang Ping waved his hand grandly: "Of course you can, if you do well you can get a promotion and a salary increase!"
He has always wanted to find a secretary, but this time he hatched a human being. He also wanted to find a job. He just wanted to go to the toilet and have someone deliver papers.
Tang Ping asked tentatively: "By the way, do you still remember what happened before?"
"I don't remember anything, but don't worry, boss, you don't have to worry about this affecting my work efficiency. I am a woman born for work, and work makes me happy."
Tang Ping was stunned, then he activated the thread of control and began to feel the woman.
She is neither a demon nor a human being, but something like a machine with intelligence. I am afraid that what she looks like now is what Wu Ying expects of herself.
From this point of view, there is no problem in letting her be his secretary.
Wu Ying died, her abilities also failed, and the nail clippers reappeared in the air and floated into Tang Ping's hands.
Even if the ability does not expire, Tang Ping can still use the Thread of Control to find the nail clippers, but activating the Thread of Control requires Tang Ping to concentrate and cannot be activated during battle.
At this moment, Li Ailun ran in. He was stunned for a moment when he saw the woman. He always felt that this woman looked familiar.
Then he looked at Tang Ping: "Who is she? Where is my sister's body."
Tang Ping pretended to be an expert: "She is my secretary, only your sister... She has turned into a demon. After the death of the demon, the body will disappear. This is the common sense of alchemists."
Although he had just learned this common sense, it was enough to pretend to be knowledgeable.
Then Tang Ping said to Li Ailun: "Looking at your clothes and shoes, your family background should not be very good. Let me help you find a job."
The woman echoed from the side: "Yes, people must have a job to be happy."
"Then...what job are you going to give me?"
Tang Ping pondered for two seconds: "I think you are very talented. How about delivering express delivery?"
The corners of Li Ailun's mouth twitched. Do you still need to arrange the delivery of express delivery? I can become the king of the express delivery industry in a minute, okay?
"Stop talking nonsense. I just saw the Civil Affairs Bureau's car. They will be here in less than two minutes."
Tang Ping hurriedly ran to the window and saw several people in black uniforms who had already entered the building. It was too late to escape now. He might have to briefly fight with the Civil Service Bureau officers. Once he was entangled, he would
It's hard to get away.
After all, there are more than just alchemists of Claw Bird's level among the Civil Affairs Bureau's operators.
Li Ailun walked to Tang Ping: "You help my sister get out, and I'll help you too."
He held Tang Ping's back and neck from behind, and his legs suddenly accelerated, sending Tang Ping outside the building in just a few seconds.
Before Tang Ping could reflect on this rapid experience, Li Ailun ran back to the building again, and then ran back with a puzzled face: "I can't find the woman you were with."
As soon as he finished speaking, the figure of the woman next to Tang Ping emerged and said confidently: "I am here, and the workers will not lose the boss."
Tang Ping looked astonished. It turned out that the woman not only inherited Wu Ying's power, but also her abilities.
No wonder I didn't get much energy from the dome.
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In the car, Tang Ping asked the woman: "What's your name?"
The woman said seriously: "I don't have a name, I'm just a dedicated worker."
Tang Ping's mouth twitched: "You need to sign a contract to work. How can you sign an employment contract with me when you don't even have a name?"
The woman tilted her head: "Ah, what you said makes sense. Then you can give me a name."
Tang Ping rolled his eyes, he was not good at naming people either.
I'd better leave this job to my sister when I go home.
On the way, they passed the road full of homeless people again, but this time there were no corpses in the open. The effect of Tang Ping's call for people to collect the corpses in the morning was obvious.
A man wearing a black suit and long hair was pushing a trolley, which contained the last body on the street and was sending it in the direction of the hearse.
This scene seems fine, but the problem is that the man is smiling, jumping up and down while pushing the cart, and even humming a song.
Several black crows jumped behind him, as if accompanying him.
Tang Ping had a headache: "Are all the body collectors at Sancai Funeral Home so cheerful?"
"Why are you paying so much attention to him?" the woman asked doubtfully.
Tang Ping sighed: "Because he is my employee."
The woman's little mind was running wildly. It turned out that Tang Ping ran a funeral parlor. He felt that this job was not decent enough and he was already thinking about how to change jobs.
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After returning home, they were immediately warmly welcomed.
Tang He poked Tang Ping's head with his finger, looking unkind.
This guy used to be a playboy, but he never brought women to his home when he wanted to hook up with her. What's going on recently? He keeps seducing women at home.
Tang Ping sneered: "She is...well, she doesn't have a name yet, but in the future she will be my housekeeper and personal secretary, and she will also live in the manor with us."
He briefly recounted this experience to Tang He.
After Tang He understood this, he stopped teasing Tang Ping.
"So now you want to give her a new name. Well, let me think about it. It is a tragedy that she has become like this, but it can also be regarded as breaking free from the cage and becoming a butterfly..."
"How about we call it Simplified Butterfly?"
The woman readily accepted it. As a laborer, as long as her name was usable, it didn't matter whether it was good or bad.
While they were chatting, Chao Xue came over with a net bag filled with wealth. Tang Ping nervously asked her to walk the dog on a leash, so she had no choice but to make this move.
Wangcai struggled out of the net bag and circled around the woman. He was very fond of her, maybe because they were the same kind. This chapter has been completed!