Even from their backs, you can feel that these employees are very happy.

The crow flew into their palms, the employees touched the crow's head, and then ruthlessly gouged out its eyes.

The crow let out a shrill scream, then died with its neck tilted.

Jiang Ji saw these employees stuff the red eyeballs they had dug out back into their eye sockets and casually threw the crow into a cardboard box nearby.

When these people turned around, their bright red eyes could bleed.

The other team next to them seemed a little depressed and gloomy.

In front of them are large and deep cardboard boxes. The employee whose line is up will take out a dead crow from the box. The crow has closed eyes, blood on its face, black feathers, and some parts of its body have rotted.

These employees dug out their own eyes, sticky blood gushed out, and silently put their eyeballs into the crow's eye sockets.

The dead crow blinked its eyes slightly and came back to life. It flapped its wings and flew in the air, making an extremely unpleasant cawing sound from its mouth.

Jiang Ji let out a soft "ah".

The Red Eye Building is really the place where red-eyed crows are produced. For every red-eyed crow produced, a black-clad employee loses an eye.

No wonder Old Zhang felt so heartbroken.

Fortunately, her duty schedule this week was all [maintenance], and she didn't have to [produce] anything herself. Jiang Ji didn't want to dig her eyes out.

No need to ask, the one on the left must be the [Red Eye Manufacturing Room].

but……

Although Xincun TV City is so short of cameras, the new employees on the duty roster are still assigned to [maintenance] and have not been assigned to [output].

It means that certain conditions need to be met before [output] can be achieved.

Jiang Ji watched the shift handover on the opposite side of the corridor, and at 8:59, he walked into the overly quiet workplace on the other side.

There is an iris attendance machine at the entrance of the workplace, just scan it.

"drop--"

A cheerful and enthusiastic mechanical voice rang out from the attendance machine: "A new day has begun! TV City wishes you good work and good health!"

Jiang Ji has never recorded his iris.

What the iris attendance machine should identify is the health status of the pupil.

The atmosphere here is not as polarized as in the manufacturing room.

From time to time, night shift staff would come out of the independent control room and wait for the morning shift staff outside to swipe their cards and enter immediately.

One of the middle-aged men, after coming out of the control room, started chatting animatedly with the employee next to him who was also on night shift.

“How was your day at work?”

"Hey, there's no hope for performance, you should be promoted, right? Unlike me, I came earlier than you, but I don't get as many awards as you."

"Don't mention it, there was something wrong with the ad insertion."

"Alas, there is no hope of promotion again!"

After the two employees finished crying to each other hypocritically, Jiang Ji saw a barely perceptible red light in their eyes.

In addition to the separate control room, on the other side are separated workstations like those in many companies, where many employees who have not left after get off work are sitting.

You have to punch in and out when you go to get off work.

No one wants to be the first employee to leave the attendance machine.

These employees sat in their seats, not doing anything real. Some were playing with their phones, some were gossiping, but their eyeballs slid to the far left side of their eye sockets, revealing the whites of their eyes full of red bloodshot, staring at her.

If you look closely at those figures who had their backs to Jiang Ji the whole time, you will find that the angles of their mirrors are very subtle, facing diagonally towards her.

Looking at him with indifference and ill intention.

There is everything in the eyes from all directions.

The man saw Jiang Ji and approached him: "Are you a new employee? You have beautiful eyes, just like my daughter's. It's fate. Let me tell you about the precautions at work."

Rule three.

[The workplace is also a battlefield. Please maintain healthy and appropriate relationships with colleagues. Be wary of those who are overly enthusiastic about you, ask about your private affairs, gossip about you, and praise you excessively.]

Such enthusiasm must be bad news.

Jiang Ji hasn't gotten the rules yet, so he maintains the most basic vigilance towards the people here. Working hours are about to arrive. Judging from the looks of these old employees, the control room is the place for real "maintenance".

Everyone is at the same level, and the seniority system is not popular here. Jiang Ji didn't want to pay attention to him and walked towards an empty control room.

The entrance to the workplace requires iris recognition, and here you need to swipe your card.

Jiang Ji scanned his work badge and stepped in at the last second.

The three walls of the control room were covered with display screens. The scenes being shown on the screens looked familiar. People of all skin colors were hiding in shabby thatched huts and had extinguished the fire. Not far from the huts came dull and heavy gasps, and these people held their breath in fear.

Um?

By accident, she became the control and administrator of the live broadcast room?

There were three dimly lit computers on the table directly in front of her. One was showing the same live broadcast content as all the viewers, the middle one was displaying the backend management interface of the live broadcast room, and the last computer was constantly switching the perspective of each live broadcast room.

"Ghost Stories Contest" will also be edited into the length of the show in the end.

The computer was automatically cutting the finished product without her having to do anything.

There are also various buttons on the console whose functions are unknown.

Jiang Ji sat on the chair, took out his mobile phone as usual, and then connected to the network according to the wifi password posted on the wall.

The intranet of "Xinchon TV City" can invade the human world's network, and the octopus director can even use WeChat to discuss cooperation with her.

Jiang Ji does not have sufficient authority, and the connection is not to the real intranet.

All the apps in the human world are unusable, so one can only use the strange apps here. Jiang Ji's phone had an unknown social app for sharing moods and pictures downloaded into it - Guibo.

And I don’t even know when she registered her personal social media account, but with her profile picture, she already has nearly 200,000 fans.

Pay attention to her avatars, which are bloody and bizarre.

The number of private messages has reached 99+ and it’s about to explode.

Various accounts with bizarre avatars and IDs sent all kinds of harassing messages and narcissistic and horrifying selfies to her backstage.

——Sister, sister, I love you! Let me eat you!

——Please eat me! Let us truly become one!

——Divorce! That man is not worthy of you!

——I watched the show, and I admit that you are quite pretty. I can give you a chance to get close to me... The photo is of me, are you satisfied?

Jiang Ji blocked the person immediately after seeing the photo.

This account has posted two updates in total.

One was about the perfect ending of the reality show "Ghost Neighbors", and the other was the promotion on the day when "Ghost Neighbors" was officially broadcast, with a very official tone.

Jiang Ji found Octopus’ account.

Sent him a private message: Good morning, guess where I am?

When I sent the next message, it showed that I had been blocked.

Jiang Ji has a strong heart and doesn't mind her best friend's occasional temper. She doesn't need her good friend's help for the time being.

But...how should I take this class?

Jiang Ji searched the entire control room and even crawled under the table to look up, fearing that there were some rules or taboos left under the table.

But... nothing. It seems that after entering the control room, I don't have to do anything. I can just sit in a chair and wait for the end of get off work.

Jiashaxuan had already broken into one of the huts and was about to pounce on several psychics in front of him. Jiang Ji pressed a button on the console.

No other meaning.

I'm just a little curious about what this "广" means.