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When Ji Mo finished saying, "He destroyed my dream of continuing to be an ordinary person," the atmosphere around him suddenly became somber and oppressive.

He maintained his posture of looking up at the statue, the curve of his mouth unchanged, but the gentle gentlemanly demeanor he had shown earlier vanished in an instant, replaced by an almost tangible indifference and detachment.

Chen Zhuzhu suddenly realized that the gentleness she sensed from Ji Mo might be an illusion; it was merely the indifference of a powerful person towards an insignificant person, or rather, the indifference of a strong person towards an ant.

Just as she instinctively wanted to back away, Ji Mo seemed to sense her emotions. The darkness in his eyes instantly faded, his eyebrows curved again, and his familiar gentle tone timely changed the subject: "Don't worry about it, step forward. The Heavenly Lord of Beginning of the Year will bestow blessings upon every employee."

Ji Mo's change was so rapid that Chen Zhuzhu almost thought the chill she had felt earlier was just her imagination.

Chen Zhuzhu responded twice and stepped forward. Suddenly, a patch of light shone in front of the statue of the god, warm and pleasant, like standing in the spring sunshine, bright, comfortable and not dazzling.

Without Ji Mo's prompting, Chen Zhuzhu took the initiative to check her personal status again to suppress the lingering sense of unease in her heart.

As expected, a new label appeared in the status bar.

[Heavenly Blessing: A blessing from the Heavenly Lord of the Beginning. When you are near death, you will be automatically teleported to the nearest safe area and your physical condition will be restored to its peak. This can only be done once.]

"Do you like the employee benefits?" Ji Mo asked.

"Thank you... Heavenly Lord?" Chen Zhuzhu clasped her hands together somewhat awkwardly, trying to bow three times, but still dared not look directly at the statue.

Even the most foolish person can realize the value of this blessing.

If Chen Zhuzhu had any doubts about joining the Sanchuan Tailor Shop before, she would want to slap herself twice and ask herself if she deserved this life-saving favor if she dared to have such thoughts again.

She dared to assert that even joining an official organization might not guarantee such a level of blessing.

How many superhumans does the official organization have? How many are there in Sanchuan? No matter how abundant the resources are, if they are divided equally among everyone, especially a newcomer like her, there won't be many.

The saying "Better to be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix" is not without reason.

Although Chen Zhuzhu didn't know whether the official or Sanchuan was more like a phoenix.

"Don't be so nervous. He's not here, and he doesn't care about those empty formalities. The gods of the Three Rivers don't care about faith and incense offerings. Now that we've received the blessing, we should go back."

Chen Zhuzhu was taken aback and swallowed back the words, "Aren't we going to other temples?" that were already on the tip of her tongue. The surprises that had come one after another today almost made her forget that she was just a probationary employee, and a probationary employee mainly responsible for presiding over the event.

More blessings and benefits? Those are probably only for full-time employees.

She had to admit that this "pie" was both big and round.

And she really wanted to eat it.

……

"Yo, you're back."

When he returned, Jiu Chonglou's coffee was empty. He was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, engrossed in a fierce battle on his phone. He didn't even look up when he heard footsteps, only casually saying, "Wait a minute, it'll be over after this team fight..."

A moment later, she put down her phone, looked at the victory results page, and looked exceptionally refreshed.

"Ji Mo should have explained to you what kind of organization we are by now, right?"

"Um."

Jiu Chonglou leaned back into the soft sofa, still crossing her legs despite Ji Mo's disapproving gaze. She snapped her fingers, and a stack of contracts floated lightly onto the table.

"We are a legitimate organization, and all the necessary contracts will be fulfilled."

Chen Zhuzhu picked up the contract and looked at it carefully. The terms and conditions were not much different from those of a regular employment contract, which specified the scope of responsibilities and salary.

When she saw the monthly salary of 10,000 yuan, her heart pounded, and she realized once again how generous Sanchuan was.

The criteria for becoming a permanent employee are not based on years of service, but rather on achieving a rank of six. The confidentiality clauses are extremely strict, covering a wide range of individuals, and explicitly state that if dismissed, all memories related to the Sanchuan Tailor Shop will be erased.

These were all within Chen Zhuzhu's expectations.

"Finished reading? Then I'll talk about something less extraordinary, something more realistic," Jiu Chonglou said.

Chen Zhuzhu swallowed hard. Having grown accustomed to Ji Mo's gentle explanations, she felt a renewed sense of trepidation when facing Jiu Chonglou, just like when she was in front of a powerful figure.

Reality? Is it a probationary period assessment? Well, there's no such thing as easily passing by just reading a few scripts.

Just as she was on high alert, Jiu Chonglou spoke again: "Sanchuan does not pay social security."

"...That's it?"

"Isn't this realistic enough? They don't even pay for the five social insurances and one housing fund." Jiu Chonglou raised an eyebrow, then turned to look at Ji Mo, who had sat back down beside him. "When this guy heard that we weren't responsible for paying social insurance, his expression was like he was about to abandon me and report Sanchuan for tax evasion. Can you believe that our friendship of so many years almost fell apart because of this?"

"Cough cough cough, it's not that serious." Ji Mo coughed awkwardly twice to explain:

"The state has a separate legal system for extraordinary individuals, and many judgments and systems differ from those for ordinary people. For example, once an extraordinary individual reaches the fourth level, their lifespan is greatly extended, making it inappropriate to continue using the ordinary social security system. Therefore, once certified as an extraordinary individual, unless they have an official position, they can only receive social security for a maximum of 60 years."

As mentioned earlier, the average age of employees at Sanchuan is quite high, and the new employee recruitment rate is low. Therefore, we have decided to stop paying social security contributions and instead provide corresponding cash subsidies.

"Of course, if you're shameless enough, you can use a fake identity to continue receiving social security benefits. It's just that if you get caught, it'll be quite embarrassing, and you'll be haunted by that dark history for the next few hundred years."

On this topic, Jiu Chonglou chuckled mischievously and added, "By the way, let me share a little-known fact with you. Twenty years ago, if you chose to continue making the show and exchange points for money, you would have to pay a hefty 15% unexpected income tax. But that's no longer the case, because the official who proposed that tax was found to have colluded with foreign enemies and trafficked people, and has been executed. So the tax was abolished. Now, no one can embezzle your hard-earned money."

Although Chen Zhuzhu no longer intends to participate in the program, it is not contradictory to secretly wish for her to be executed.

"That's all I wanted to say. Your work equipment will be shipped to you in a couple of days, so please remember to check it."

Several more books fell from Jiuchonglou, each as thick as a clenched fist, and slammed heavily onto the table.

"Here, I'll give you a week to read all these law-related books and then produce a document for me."