I am a demonic cultivator, not a capitalist with a conscience.

Chapter 540 Why Did It Turn Out Like This (46)

"No way, the basic salary for a Qi Refining Perfection cultivator is five thousand, and if you have a special skill, it's extra?"

"We only work five days a week, eight hours a day, and they fully pay our social security and provident fund contributions at 20%, and we don't have to spend any extra money?"

"They give subsidies for housing, transportation, and even meals. What does 'thirty and established' mean? Does it mean you can eat meat all you want?"

"You get immediate exposure upon joining, and can freely indulge in the dreams of Chenguang Company?"

Upon seeing the series of conditions, the private soldiers lying in ambush nearby changed their expressions.

Although private soldiers have the word "soldier" in their name, they are essentially just more sophisticated thugs.

Although they work for the Tianmu City Monk Management Committee, they are actually employed by a labor dispatch company in Tianmu City and dispatched to the Monk Management Committee through labor dispatch.

Because they are dispatched workers, they do not have formal employment status, their income is one-third of that of formal employees, and they do not receive the five social insurances and one housing fund.

In addition, they received no compensation for being dismissed, no compensation for work-related injuries, and even if they died, they had to pay for their own resurrection and resurrection.

There are strict rules and regulations; being late or leaving early will result in a deduction of one day's wages.

Moreover, because Tianmu City has been deeply infiltrated by Buddhist cultivators, the Cultivator Management Committee is now filled with a large number of Buddhist cultivators, while Daoist cultivators can only be dispatched.

The better Tianmu City was developed, the worse it was for the dispatched cultivators in comparison.

Looking at the illusory image in the sky and comparing it with their own dispatch contracts, these private soldiers finally realized what was going on.

What am I after?

A private soldier raised his hand and asked expectantly, "Sister Hamster..."

"Your duty is determined on the battlefield!" the little hamster shouted sternly.

"So, Captain, what procedures are required for joining the crew?"

"There are no formalities, and it can be done now. But is it okay if the employer is Yunduan Tourism Center? Tianyuan has regional restrictions now, which makes it difficult to recruit workers from outside, but it's much simpler to go through Yunduan."

"OK!"

The body cultivator immediately ran over excitedly, signed the contract in front of everyone, and then a pleasant voice could be heard.

[Your account has received 5,000 yuan.]

Upon seeing the text message on his phone, Ti Xiu's breathing quickened.

Holding his phone, he asked excitedly, "Captain, what is this money for...?"

"Don't thank me, thank General Manager Chen. This is a new company policy, formulated by General Manager Chen. You'll receive a month's salary in advance upon joining, to help you settle down and build your career."

"Thank you so much, Mr. Chen! Brothers, this is really money!"

The cultivators who were just fighting fiercely stopped instantly.

We go out to make money, so if we can make more money here, why not come here?

Capital has never protected anyone.

Correspondingly, no one needs to be loyal to capital except the capitalists themselves.

Chen Yu originally just wanted the hamster to do some publicity, but the actual effect was better than he had imagined.

Or rather, the treatment of labor dispatch workers in Tianmu City was more harsh than he had imagined.

Upon seeing the employment contract provided by a potential defector, Chen Yu paused for a moment, noticing the monthly salary of 1,300 yuan. He then looked at the other party and asked, "1,300 yuan? Is that enough to eat in Tianmu City?"

“I’m always hungry, so I work two jobs, one for eight hours and the other for eight hours. During the day I work as a security guard to stop food delivery drivers, and at night I deliver food and fight off other security guards. On weekends I come here to work as a private soldier.”

"hiss……"

Chen Yu had thought that the Buddhist cultivators would be better, but he didn't expect them to be just as bad.

No, it's even darker.

Daoist cultivators consider Changsheng Prefecture their home, while Buddhist cultivators seem completely indifferent to the outside world. Others might stand up and pedal when riding a bicycle, but you Buddhist cultivators seem to be using it to block floodgates, don't you?
After returning the contract to the other party, Chen Yu asked, "Is it easy to terminate a labor dispatch contract?"

"It's not very convenient; I need to pay off the loan in advance."

"It's okay, just apply for it. The company can provide you with an interest-free loan. Pay off these loans first."

The body cultivator stared wide-eyed at Chen Yu, tears suddenly streaming down his face.

Chen Yu was startled by the other person's behavior and quickly asked, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Wiping away his tears, the private soldier, not much older than Chen Yu, said, "No, it's been so long since I've felt this warmth of home. General Chen, I'd give my life for you!"

"There's no need to exaggerate like that, let's be normal."

"President Chen actually cares about me so much, I must dedicate my life to him!"

"Everyone says it's unnecessary, let's be normal."

"Okay, then I'll just admire President Chen as usual!"

"...It's over, he's gone mad."

Looking around the battlefield, Chen Yu realized that the situation was completely wrong.

The scene was filled with various live-streaming devices. It seemed that Tianmu City wanted to use this method to promote its private army and cybernetic bodies, but unexpectedly, it had the opposite effect.

The private soldiers who watched the live stream started to feel conflicted, then searched online for related videos of Tianyuan, and eventually found a video from the Disaster Response Department.

Their video was originally intended to promote Tianyuan in reverse, but unexpectedly it caught the wave of this trend, which made these private soldiers further confirm that Tianyuan was a good place.

Most of the private soldiers were not specially trained; they were just some skilled cultivators who came for the overtime pay.

I'll get 300 yuan overtime pay for working overtime today, and I can be resurrected once for free after I die, plus a 200 yuan compensation.

Compared to a monthly salary of five thousand or even more than ten thousand, even a fool would know which to choose.

They originally had four hundred puppets on the field, but in less than an hour, Chen Yu was surprised to find that the number of people around him had increased to one thousand.

The newly arrived private soldiers wore cybernetic suits issued by their superiors, but they had completely ignored their orders and joined Chen Yu's ranks for wages.

They stood respectfully beside Chen Yu, holding shields to protect him, their attitude as respectful as if they had met their lord.

In their eyes, Chen Yu was a golden succubus, his wealth transforming into a universal glow that illuminated every lost soul who turned back and repented.

Teacher Zhao, who had just finished cleaning up the mess, returned to find Chen Yu being worshipped like a god.

After staring at Chen Yu for a while, Teacher Zhao clapped her hands and said, "I understand."

"What do you understand?!"

"The sea you're talking about, is it the vast ocean of cultivator wars? On one hand, it can dismantle the forces here, and on the other hand, it can be used to poach people. Chen Yu, you actually considered even this step?"

"Can't you speak like a human being? And I have a bad feeling about this, let's go to court right away."

"We've come this far, going straight to court would be a waste. Let's storm the cultivator management committee here and slaughter those Buddhist cultivators. Even if it doesn't change much afterward, at least we can vent our anger."

"Well said!" exclaimed one of the surrendered monks excitedly.

"Let's go, I've wanted to beat them up for ages!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Seeing the crowd suddenly become excited, Chen Yu felt that things were getting a little troublesome.

I remember I only came here to respond to the lawsuit, right?

Why does it become like this?
　There are still two more updates to come, let's take a break.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)