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We drank until the early hours of the morning and then parted.When it was dawn,I mustered up my courage and dialed the recruitment number in the group.
The other party invited me to have tea and talk in detail at Riverside Park.
The person who came was a young guy,wearing a white shirt and smoke-gray suit.
These days,those who are dressed neatly in formal attire and out doing business are either insurance salesmen or real estate agents.
Sure enough,he smiled at me and handed me a business card,saying,"Hello,my surname is Smith.Just call me Mike.I'm a real estate agent."
I quickly shook hands with him and said,"Hello,I'm Jack."
Mike told me that the haunted house that needed to be slept in was a villa in the suburbs.The original owners of this villa were a young couple.The wife died strangely in the villa when she was eight months pregnant,and the villa became a haunted house.
Her husband,for some unknown reason,wanted to sell this villa and convert it into cash as soon as possible.
After the villa was listed for sale,it was quickly taken a fancy to by a wealthy businessman,Mr.Johnson.Businessmen care most about feng shui.The orientation,structure,and geographical location of this villa were all very compatible with Mr.Johnson's birth chart.But he minded that someone had died in the house,so he required that someone be arranged to live in it for two months.If there were no abnormalities,he would then pay the deposit to the landlord.
I frowned slightly and asked,"What do I need to do?"
"It's very simple,"Mike said."Go to the living room,bedroom,terrace,bathroom,garage,etc.at the time points required by Mr.Johnson every day to observe if there are any abnormalities.If there are,record them immediately and send them to Mr.Johnson."
The abnormalities he referred to should be...ghosts haunting?
Is there any ghost in this world more terrifying than the ghost of poverty?
Is the money so easy to earn?I was a bit incredulous and said,"Is that all?"
Mike said,"Yes,but one thing.If you don't work for at least seven days,there will be no salary.If you're afraid,it's still not too late to regret now."
"What do I have to regret?"I sighed."It's better to be scared to death than to die of poverty."
He looked me up and down and asked,"Is there nothing wrong with your health?"
I patted my chest and guaranteed,"Absolutely nothing wrong!"
"Good,"he nodded."Let's get the unpleasant things out of the way first.If you have a heart disease or something and you hide it,and something happens then,we will not be responsible at all."
When I heard this,my heart skipped a beat,but for the sake of the money,I forced a smile and said,"It's okay.With this salary,if you don't arrange a couple of ghosts for me,I won't feel at ease taking the money."
