Mingfeng Bank 7

[No? Faced with death or something, she chooses to confess her feelings??]

[Everyone, open your eyes wide and see! This is her true face. A green tea b*tch is a green tea b*tch; she can't hide it no matter what!]

[Who would have thought that the solution would be to confess to the bank manager? Seriously? But seriously, that water monster from earlier was truly disgusting.]

Shouldn't everyone be focusing on... her ability to teleport?!

[New here, huh? The super high-risk teleportation technique our Liu Shen encountered in the last dungeon was probably just another one-time-use item. Don't be so surprised.]

The comments section was unsurprised, with many expressing that they would never end up like Su Yuan.

A deadly situation, she chooses to confess her feelings to the extremely high-risk bank manager.

Su Yuan was still trying to figure out how to explain her teleportation, but the live stream had already provided the perfect answer for her.

[Strategy tip loading complete: A direct and explicit approach is more likely to win over the cunning mind!]

Su Yuan listened to the strategy guide.

So this guy looks serious, but he's actually secretly overjoyed?

She sniffed. "Then may I continue to admire the bank president?"

Lin Ye turned his face away uncomfortably, took long strides to the desk and stood there, deliberately keeping his distance from Su Yuan.

He did not directly answer Su Yuan's question.

Su Yuan's eyelids twitched.

What do you mean? Are you afraid she'll resort to force?

That can't be true.....

The next second, Lin Ye parted his thin lips slightly.

"Number 04".

Su Yuan nodded, "Here!"

What's wrong now, my great bank president?

"Lunch break should be over by now, don't we have to work this afternoon?"

Su Yuan: !

糟糕，黑色签字笔！

She stammered for a long time, thinking about how to use her limited goodwill to get the bank manager to help her get rid of a small problem.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a pile of cardboard boxes in the corner of Lin Ye's office.

The words "black ballpoint pen" were written on it.

Su Yuan's eyes lit up. "Reporting to the bank manager, I'll go back to work right away!"

Inside the bank lobby.

Everyone stood in rows, forming a square matrix.

The lobby manager, wearing high heels, scanned the trainee sales staff with her eyes.

Su Yuan was not seen.

A hint of schadenfreude appeared on her blurred face.

"Intern sales staff, once you're in the bank, all you need to do is work hard."

"Here's a piece of advice for you: if you want to get a work certificate, performance is essential."

"Never learn from certain people who neglect their duties."

Her stiff smile revealed an eerie curve.

Number 07 sensed the deep malice emanating from the lobby manager. He realized that ever since Number 04 gave the bank manager a bear hug, the manager seemed to have been observing Number 04 intentionally or unintentionally.

During lunch, he deliberately asked No. 04 to get a black ballpoint pen.

The player recalled the advice given by his sales colleague.

Could it be that Number 04 is already dead?

The huge clock hanging on the wall ticked away, and half an hour passed quickly.

The static crackling sound of the broadcast had already begun.

"A few days ago, there was a group of intern salespeople who didn't work hard and didn't complete the tasks assigned by their supervisors. They were always trying to slack off, which made me have to go to the storage room to retrieve their name tags."

The lobby manager complained while widening his smile.

Su Yuan dragged a large suitcase of black pens downstairs. She found the most conspicuous spot and wiped her sweat with her hand.

"Number 04!"

Number 07 opened his mouth wide; from his position, he could easily see all of Su Yuan's actions.

Su Yuan is the direction; she came down from upstairs.

But upstairs is the VIP area, and... the bank manager's personal lounge.

The lobby manager was incredibly flexible, his neck twisted into an unbelievable arc. "Trainee salesperson."

Her voice suddenly became shrill, like the sound of an opera singer on an old-fashioned radio, "Why did you come downstairs?"

The lobby manager understood.

"You didn't even go to the storage room to finish your work."

Her blurry face suddenly flashed, and with each flash, her face became clearer.

The sunken eye sockets contained empty, lifeless gray pupils, devoid of any color. The skin was crisscrossed, pitted, and covered with fat maggots.

The bones beneath the pits had been gnawed into honeycomb-like holes.

After that, she transformed into a beautiful human skin face.

She grew countless steel needle-like teeth from her mouth. "You violated bank regulations and shirked your duties without authorization."

"Why aren't you doing your work properly?"

"Why aren't you doing your work properly!"

The white fluorescent lights in the lobby suddenly turned red.

The red color spreads extremely quickly.

They headed straight for Su Yuan.

Countless hands rose from the ground, the lobby manager's legs vanished instantly, her entire body floated up, and half of her face began to turn into a crazy and grotesque shape.

"The bank won't allow a parasite like you to exist!"

She rapidly approached Su Yuan.

Number 09's left eye began to glow red as it stared intently at Su Yuan.

Everything was in chaos; nothing could be seen.

Nothing happened to Number 04?

How is that possible?

Number 09 had a serious expression and paid more attention to Su Yuan.

Su Yuan suddenly raised her hand, took out a piece of paper, and pressed it against the head of the approaching lobby manager.

The scent of the paper made her briefly restrain herself.

"Who says I didn't do my job?"

"This is a task personally assigned by the bank manager, asking me to dispose of these boxes of black ballpoint pens."

"The manager asked me to get pens and distribute them to everyone, but he didn't say they had to be pens from the storage room, did he?"

This task requires results, not process.

Who dares to say she didn't finish her work!

The lobby manager's eerie demeanor subsided, her face blurring again. She glanced at the writing above.

The announcement came over the loudspeaker: "Attention all sales staff, our afternoon clients will be arriving shortly. Please take your positions. Have a pleasant day!"

Su Yuan held up the pen in her hand and smiled brightly at the lobby manager.

I'm so angry! I want to kill her, but I can't.

Gee tut.

She held up her employee ID and made a "beep" sound at the ATM counter.

The sign at the entrance reads: "Unable to enter."

Before Su Yuan could ask any questions, a salesperson suddenly appeared behind her.

She leaned close to Su Yuan's ear, her thick, sticky black hair flowing freely. "Number 04, the manager said you're not suitable for the ATM counter, so he's sending you to pawn counter number 2."

Su Yuan turned around.

The salesperson's face was blurry, with only the outline of his features visible, but he just couldn't make it out clearly. The more he looked, the more dizzy he felt.

Su Yuan quickly looked away.

These eerie faces are too horrible to look at!

Mental erosion.

Similar to a psychic or superhuman?

These strange things seem interesting, no, to be precise, it's the eerie aura surrounding their faces that's interesting.

The saleswoman's arms were like toad legs, and she had five human fingers. She pointed into the distance, "The pawn shop counter is over there."

"No, you're late."

These strange creatures all seem to be dedicated to transforming into human form.

The bizarre humanoid form is a desire to become a more perfect humanoid.

"Thanks."

The salesperson seemed surprised that Su Yuan would thank him.

She blushed slightly, "No, you're welcome."

What a polite and kind colleague!

If my good colleague works a little harder, he might be able to stay at the bank...