125 The Company I Can't Leave (Part 3)
A day at work
"Toilet paper?" Hope was calling her. "Toilet paper?"
Zhu Ning came back to his senses and looked carefully at the black glass table top. There was nothing underneath. The self who was trapped under the glass just now disappeared.
Is it an illusion?
"Sign," Hope said.
Zhu Ning looked at the signature and was not sure what he wanted to sign. Was signing his real name the same as making a deal with the devil?
But if I sign my name on the toilet paper, does that mean I have abandoned my original name and completely become the toilet paper?
Zhu Ning thought of Ms. Zhu's profession, imitated Ms. Zhu's usual medical record, signed two words, and then handed the contract to Xiwang.
Hope frowned after receiving the contract. Zhu Ning's handwriting was so ugly, it looked like ghost writing and it was impossible to tell what it was.
Zhu Ning: "My handwriting is rather ugly."
Hope fell silent after looking at the contract, probably because he had never seen such handwriting before.
"Okay," Xiwang took one contract and gave the other to Zhu Ning, then handed her a brown paper bag. "This is your new employee gift."
"Go back to your workstation. Your department manager will come to take you there later." Xiwang opened the door and smiled at Zhu Ning.
Zhu Ning walked out of the office with the documents. The hundreds of workstations outside were like empty spaces with a group of sheep sitting inside.
Zhu Ning only saw a sea of white, and the Sheep-Headed People were all busy typing.
It's really easy to get lost, and after looking at them for too long, your eyes will get dizzy. These goat-headed people gathered together look like a mosaic of flowers.
This time the sheep-headed man didn't look at her. Zhu Ning walked through the crackling sound of typing to find her workstation, and then opened the new member gift package that Xiwang had handed to her.
Zhu Ning also received a gift from the new employees of the cleaning center, which was a whole box of standard weapons.
This gift is much more reliable. It contains a new member guide, a notebook, a thermos cup, toothpaste, toothbrush and a towel.
What? Do you hope she doesn't go home and works here until she dies?
Zhu Ning rummaged through the newcomer gift bag and suddenly stopped. She touched a cold metal object and a pen lying at the bottom of the brown paper bag.
The pen case is black with golden patterns on it. This is the pen I just picked up.
Zhu Ning took out the pens from her tote bag and placed two identical pens on her workstation. They were clearly just two pens, but for some reason, there was a weird feeling when they were put together.
How strange, since theoretically, this is the first time she got the pen.
But now she has two identical pens?
Zhu Ning didn't understand who the bag belonged to and why it appeared out of nowhere. From the outside, it looked like an ordinary tote bag commonly used by commuters.
Is this the bag of the tomb owner? Is this also the workstation of the tomb owner?
On the first day of employment, you usually don’t need to do any work. You just need to familiarize yourself with the office environment. Since your supervisor hasn’t come to see you yet, Zhu Ning has the opportunity to slowly explore the situation.
When entering a new environment, one must get along well with the people around him. Zhu Ning has always liked making friends and originally wanted to get acquainted with his deskmate.
"Hello?" As Zhu Ning finished speaking, the sheep-headed man next door suddenly turned his head like a frightened sheep.
"Quiet." The classmate glanced at Zhu Ning, then quickly turned his head and continued typing on the keyboard.
It's like there's a bomb under the keyboard that will explode as soon as you stop typing.
Zhu Ning stood there in a daze, not quite understanding what the other party meant. Is it not allowed to talk to people in this place?
For some reason, she felt like she had done something wrong.
Surrounded by pure white sheep, she was the only one wearing a black helmet, which made her look very out of place.
She turned on the computer and the wallpaper showed: Monday.
Most computers have dates, but Zhu Ning flipped through it and found that there was no date. This computer only recorded the day of the week, and it was Monday now.
There are some design documents in the computer. Her job is to make mechanical massage chairs, and she needs to design the overall appearance.
Zhu Ning originally thought that he couldn't understand it, but unexpectedly he could actually understand it.
Not only could she understand it, she seemed to be able to draw it. The size of the gear here was wrong. Zhu Ning inexplicably had this idea in her mind.
Does she really know mechanics?
Is it because of the original owner's memory? Or is it the contaminated area that's causing the problem?
Everyone around her was typing, no one assigned her any tasks, and no one talked to her, so Zhu Ning could only look out the window.
It was pitch black outside the window, and the night sky looked very fake, like cheap special effects.
Zhu Ning stared out the window for a while. There was a cloud on the horizon. If you stare at it for too long, it seems to be spinning? But it makes you want to keep looking.
Suddenly, Zhu Ning saw a goat-headed man in the reflection of the glass. He didn't know when he appeared, but his head was right behind his own head.
A sheep's head was reflected in the glass window. Zhu Ning was looking at him through the glass. She had never stared at a sheep's eyes, with their rectangular pupils, for so long.
Sheep's eyes are rectangular, allowing them to clearly see enemies on both sides. This is common biological knowledge, but it looks very strange at this time.
If the goat-headed people also have this characteristic, it means that their vision is wider than that of ordinary humans, and they can easily detect your clues.
Now a pair of rectangular pupils were looking at her.
"Toilet paper?"
Zhu Ning turned around and saw a man with a sheep's head and wearing a red suit standing in front of him. He had a big belly and was bending over to look at him.
"Are you the new toilet paper?"
Zhu Ning couldn't help but take another look at his abdomen. His shirt was so tight on his stomach that it seemed like it was about to burst out at any time.
Judging from the shape of the belly, this should be a management member.
"Supervisor?" Zhu Ning reacted.
"Just call me Guangming. We are on the same level here and we are all equal friends. Don't call me supervisor or something like that. It sounds so unpleasant." Guangming straightened up and leaned against Zhu Ning's workstation.
Zhu Ning thought, your name is Guangming and my name is Juanzhi, how are we equal?
"Roll the paper," Guangming said, "Don't just sit there and do nothing. Get moving, young man."
Zhu Ning was an athlete in his previous life, so sweeping garbage in this life was physically demanding. He wasn't used to working in a cubicle, so he thought for a moment and asked, "Do you have any tasks for me?"
Guangming said: "Take a look at the project information and learn about our project."
Zhu Ning: "Okay."
Guangming looked at her with a smile: "I don't really have much work for you today. It's mainly to familiarize yourself with the environment, but you have to get busy."
Zhu Ning understood what he meant, but she planned to give up.
Zhu Ning didn't move, so Guangming had to poke the finger: "Keyboard, start typing."
Zhu Ning: "But I don't have a job."
Guangming narrowed his eyes and patted Zhu Ning's shoulder. Zhu Ning only felt a fat palm falling on his shoulder and patting it heavily.
"Be more sociable, Toilet Paper." Guangming said in a tone that was for her own good.
Here it comes again, Zhu Ning felt the pressure of Guangming's gaze.
So the sheep-headed people who type on the keyboard don’t necessarily have jobs, they just want to fit in.
Zhu Ning faced the bright gaze and compromised. He tapped the keyboard with his index finger, and the mechanical keyboard made a slight clicking sound.
Guangming: "Very good, very talented."
There was a blank document in front of Zhu Ning. She had just typed out a meaningless letter, but Guangming looked very happy.
If Zhu Ning doesn't follow his ideas, he might stay here until he dies.
Zhu Ning had no choice but to put both hands on the keyboard and start typing away, imitating the rhythm of others.
Guangming patted Zhu Ning's shoulder again. She felt her right shoulder sinking and the skin there was dirty from his touch.
"I'm very optimistic about you, Paper Roll," Guangming said, "You have a bright future."
Zhu Ning smiled awkwardly and said, "Thank you."
Guangming walked past everyone's workstation with his hands behind his back and his big belly sticking out, as if he was patrolling the land.
When Guangming passed by, other sheep-headed people heard his footsteps, and not knowing whether it was a performance or a show of loyalty, they increased the frequency of their typing to prove their efficiency.
After Guangming left, Zhu Ning slowed down her typing. It was the first time she realized what it meant to waste her life.
You know that what you are doing is meaningless, but you cannot leave this position because your time has been bought out.
During this time, everything you own belongs to this workstation.
Zhu Ning's eyes were blank. How long would this life last? Death?
She sat among this group of sheep-headed people, and sooner or later all her personality would be smoothed out and she would become a brand new sheep.
Zhu Ning's fingers were tapping on the keyboard, and her mind was reviewing the clues she had obtained. Fortunately, she still had a computer in her mind.
It is entirely possible to do two things at once.
This place is very strange. If the house where people are chased plays with the concept of space, then this place plays with the concept of time.
Two identical pens, the identical self behind the glass door, the sound of signing that made her run.
Are these things happening now, or is her future self giving her hints?
If this is a cycle of reincarnation, how should she find the key to breaking the deadlock?
Unable to leave the company, the owner of the tombstone said that she was trapped on the same day. So far, Zhu Ning had only been in the company for less than one morning, and she had not experienced a complete day.
Ding Dong——
The bell suddenly rang, and the brisk sound echoed throughout the cubicle. Before Zhu Ning could react, he saw that everyone stopped typing at the same time.
More than a hundred sheep-headed men stood up at the same time. One sheep-headed man would not be scary, but more than a hundred men moving at the same time would make people feel creepy.
Their movements were identical, like programmed robots.
What are you doing?
Some sheep-headed men began to move, and they walked towards the elevator in an orderly manner. Zhu Ning glanced at the screen, which showed twelve o'clock noon.
It's lunch break time and they need to go eat lunch.
The work manual clearly stated the work instructions, which required going to the cafeteria at the specified time. Zhu Ning had originally thought that he could look for clues here while they were all gone.
But then I thought about how the system made her an excellent employee, and excellent employees are generally sociable, right?
Zhu Ning followed the crowd. They lined up to get off the elevator, stood in neat rows inside the elevator, and went all the way down to the basement.
There is a conveyor belt in the basement, and all employees walk on it. This conveyor belt can take you directly to the cafeteria.
Because the lunch break is only one hour, this way of eating is very efficient.
Zhu Ning walked towards the conveyor belt and felt that he was not going there to eat, but rather like a piece of food being conveyed. No one spoke on the conveyor belt, everyone just stood there quietly.
Ding Dong sound.
The conveyor belt reached the end, and a cafeteria appeared in front of us. It was decorated very gorgeously and there was comfortable music playing inside.
It was a buffet style meal, free for employees, with a wide variety of food, but it had no aroma at all.
The sheep-headed men went down one after another. Zhu Ning had been very quiet along the way, but the cafeteria was bustling with activity.
The moment the goat-headed people stepped off the conveyor belt, it was as if some seal had been released, and they began to socialize with the people around them.
"Hey, what are you having for lunch?"
"I don't know. I'm tired of it. Let's have clay pot rice."
Zhu Ning stood at the end of the team, watching their expressions change in a second.
"Look, the one at the back is new." Two people whispered to each other.
"What was it called? Scroll, right? What an ugly name. I'm so unlucky to have chosen Scroll."
"Hey, keep your voice down. I heard Guangming praising her today..."
Zhu Ning followed them with a blank expression, holding the dinner tray. Zhu Ning was always popular in any group, and her personality had never put her at a disadvantage in social situations.
But for the first time, she felt as if she was being excluded.
Zhu Ning was clearly right in front of them, but they chose not to talk to him.
Zhu Ning felt a subtle difference. She knew in her heart that this was a polluted area so she wouldn't feel too much discomfort.
If she were a real employee, she would definitely want to integrate into the team and get along well with her colleagues.
The pattern of this polluted area polluting people seems to be collective pressure. You must integrate into the collective. In order to integrate into the collective, you have to type on the keyboard even if you don't have a job.
In order to integrate into the group, you must go when everyone is eating, you cannot not come to the cafeteria.
Social network nicknames and photos must be changed to a unified background to be consistent with everyone else's so that they can be reviewed by leaders.
Even if you have done all of this, it is not enough. You need to be examined by the group. They will use strict standards to examine you to see if you are qualified to be a new sheep.
That's what a probation period is all about.
If you fail the probation period, you will be on probation forever. The scary thing is that you cannot escape because there is a one-year deadline. Even if you want to leave, you have to work for the full year.
Did the owner of the tomb post also experience all this?
What was the reason for the man who jumped from the building? Zhu Ning had originally thought she could find out through her colleagues, but now it seemed that these people were unwilling to even talk to her.
After finishing their meal, they returned to the office building via the conveyor belt and lined up to go to the workroom. They had been quiet since they got on the conveyor belt.
Today is Monday, and we have a performance appraisal meeting this afternoon.
Zhu Ning finally didn't have to type meaninglessly on the keyboard. They walked into a conference room where everyone sat together closely.
The host of the meeting was Guangming. He stood on the podium and his voice was particularly inspiring and powerful.
"Today is the Mechanical Design Department's weekly performance review meeting. The top performer will receive a 200,000 yuan bonus!"
"Wow!" The employees nearby clapped wildly, and the frequency of their clapping was almost the same, as if a robot had received an instruction and turned on a specific switch.
Zhu Ning hesitated for a second and then joined in the applause. If she wanted to be an excellent employee, she had to be sociable.
"Before presenting the awards, I would like to introduce our new colleague, Toilet Paper!" Guangming said into the microphone.
All of a sudden, everyone looked at him. Zhu Ning was clapping, like a primary school student who was suddenly called on by the teacher for not doing his homework.
There was thunderous applause, and everyone was welcoming her. Zhu Ning had heard applause and praise before, but she had never heard anything so strange.
She walked up with an embarrassed look on her face and stood next to Guangming. Guangming put the microphone to her mouth and said, "Say a few words."
Zhu Ning looked at the group of sheep-headed people below the stage and felt uncomfortable, as if he were an object being scrutinized.
"Please introduce yourself." Guangming brought the topic directly to Zhu Ning's helmet.
"Hello everyone, I'm Juanzhi." Zhu Ning said simply, "Please give me your guidance."
"Welcome, Toilet Paper!" Guangming shouted.
The people below followed up with a shout: "Welcome to the toilet paper!"
Zhu Ning: “…”
I have never experienced such an embarrassing situation in my life.
Guangming took back the microphone, very satisfied with Zhu Ning's performance. "Letting new colleagues witness our performance meeting is always the best way to integrate into the team. They can immediately understand our team style."
"This time, the guest of honor will be Toilet Paper. What do you think?"
There was loud applause from the audience, "Good!"
Zhu Ning, who had inexplicably become the award presenter: "..."
Why didn't anyone ask her if she was willing?
Someone handed her a trophy and a certificate with the words "Outstanding Employee" written on them. This should be what the system allowed Zhu Ning to get.
Zhu Ning was holding the trophy with envy in his eyes, so why did the system let Zhu Ning get the outstanding employee award?
Guangming shouted, "Congratulations to Keyboard for getting first place in last week's performance review! Keyboard, come up and claim your award!"
A sheep-headed man came forward, Zhu Ning took out the trophy, and said some words of thanks into the microphone.
It's nothing more than thanking the leaders, thanking the company for the cultivation, and thanking for the opportunity to make myself successful through the keyboard.
This speech lasted for a full five minutes. Zhu Ning stood there like a lady of etiquette, watching them play house and award the prizes. At that time, she did not take this performance meeting seriously at all.
A normal person would not think of it as a serious meeting when watching a group of sheep being awarded.
"The next step is my most heartbreaking moment," Guangming's voice sank. "Who was our worst performer last week?"
After Guangming said this, the applause and smiles disappeared in an instant.
The sheep-headed people fell into silence, and endless pressure spread. It seemed as if they were saying in their hearts, "Don't call me, don't call me."
"Cardboard." Guangming read out a name.
Zhu Ning had just arrived, and in her eyes, these sheep-headed people all looked the same, so she had no idea who the cardboard box was.
But the sheep-headed people seemed to have some kind of facial recognition installed in their brains. They all turned their heads and looked towards the last row of the conference room, where there was a little sheep with its head down.
"Carton," Guangming said, "Come up."
Cardboard buried his head, tightly clutching the notebook on his knees.
"Carton," Guangming's voice was clearly displeased, "I asked you to come up."
Countless eyes fell on the cardboard box, as if they wanted to crush her to death. She had no choice but to stand up, and Zhu Ning could see her appearance clearly. Because all the sheep-headed people looked the same, Zhu Ning judged who the person was by their clothes.
She was wearing a black suit, much like the first outfit a graduate buys for herself, black-framed glasses, and looked very shy.
Cardboard was shaking all over as she walked. It took her five minutes to walk such a short distance.
"Supervisor..." She raised her head cautiously, her voice full of pleading.
"Don't call me supervisor." Guangming's voice was cold and he was very unhappy.
"Guangming..." Cardboard changed his tone, his lips trembling, "Give me another chance. I just didn't perform well last week. I really tried my best."
"I, I, I, I, I have drawn many drawings, but the client is not satisfied. I work overtime until midnight every day. I have no choice. Please, please."
Guangming looked down at her condescendingly: "I gave you a chance. Your performance has been at the bottom for two consecutive weeks."
"Please, I will be fine next week, just once, just one chance." If I had to kneel down and there was a cardboard box, I would probably kneel down.
Guangming ignored him and turned away.
"I beg you, please..." She initially begged for help from the light, but later realized it was pointless, so she turned to Zhu Ning, "Please save me."
There were tears in Cardboard Box's eyes, which Zhu Ning had only seen in the eyes of sheep waiting to be slaughtered. She seemed to be asking for help from him.
This looks so pitiful.
Zhu Ning stood on the stage like an outsider. He was about to ask what this was for, but he didn't even have time to move a finger.
Suddenly, there was a bang!
A bullet passed through Zhu Ning's side and hit Cardboard's forehead. Blood exploded and sprayed all over Zhu Ning, and his helmet was soaked with smelly blood.
This happened so suddenly that Zhu Ning had no time to react. The body in the cardboard box fell limply to the ground, and blood instantly soaked the carpet.
There was a gun beside Zhu Ning, which was still smoking. Guangming stood behind him with an expressionless face, and his rectangular pupils looked very cold.
Guangming... killed her?
Will the last person in the performance appraisal die?
The author has something to say:
Sheep's pupils are rectangular in shape. Their eyes are located on both sides of their heads. Living on open grasslands, these pupils, which are wide on the left and right and flat on the top and bottom, help sheep see enemies from a distance.
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