"Tear off the seal." The tall, thin man seemed to have been waiting for him to ask.
"Uh..." Wang Yao tore off the seal on the card, and the Chaoxian Card immediately entered his dantian like a red thread, where it swayed slightly, which was quite delightful.
"Um... I have to remind you, please don't hold a grudge against us two brothers." The fat man suddenly spoke up. Wang Yao blinked. Why did the fat man's style seem to have changed? He no longer had that robotic accent, but had become more human.
"One to ten means one Huadu Coin can be exchanged for ten Tianting Coins. The Chaoxian Card has a built-in exchange function, so don't be surprised." The tall, thin man grinned and said to Wang Yao in a stammering manner.
"No...it's 1 to 10 reversed? Holy crap, 400 a month, how am I supposed to live?" Wang Yao was dumbfounded. How come this pit just wouldn't end tonight? It's getting deeper and deeper and I can't climb out of it. What's going on?
"Well... although the salary is a bit low, the benefits in Heaven are still excellent. If you have a headache or fever, you'll be treated by renowned doctors of the highest rank, so you're guaranteed not to die." The fat man quickly comforted Wang Yao when he saw that Wang Yao's expression was off.
“Yes, yes, the pension is high too, starting at 100,000 Heavenly Court Coins a month, that’s enough!” The tall, thin man hurriedly said, but the fat man nudged him hard with his elbow. Wang Yao guessed that there must be something fishy going on and glared at him.
"What is the retirement age in Heaven?" he asked through gritted teeth.
"A thousand... um... you know, retiring at this age means you can live for at least a thousand years, right? Excited?" The fat man was cunning and quickly changed the subject.
"I'm only at the early stage of Qi Refining with 100 points of spiritual power. How can I live for a thousand years? Do you think I haven't read any online novels? Haven't received any cultivation education, and don't have any basic cultivation knowledge?" Wang Yao was furious. He wasn't afraid of offending these two section-level cadres anymore. He simply didn't want to work there anymore.
Damn it, retirement only after 1000 years? And they deduct 20% of my pension every month, how many years do I have to live to get that money back? Heaven is truly corrupt, so corrupt you can't see your hand in front of your face.
Wang Yao felt as if everything went completely black before his eyes, and then little stars exploded one by one in the darkness. He staggered, his throat felt salty. No wonder, no wonder, no wonder Xi Da Zui Ba tried every means to make him take over his job. This was a dead end!
"Don't get excited, don't get excited. You've only just entered the system, so it's normal for your salary to be low. So you need to advance, you need to get promoted. Once you become an official, your salary will be higher!" The fat man hurriedly said to Wang Yao, patting Wang Yao's chest gently with his chubby hands to help him catch his breath.
"Yes, yes, yes, you get 10,000 when you become a section chief, and 20,000 when you become a department head. It's a doubling increase, and you can get promoted really fast. Ouch, why did you stab me again?" The tall, thin guy got elbowed by the fat guy again.
Being a section chief only earns 20,000 a month. After deducting 20%, that's 16,000 left. Even if I were a section chief, I'd only make 1,600. That's worse than being a shut-in at home! Wang Yao swallowed a mouthful of blood, staggered to his feet, and tried to sort out the information in his mind.
"Do you...do you Heavenly Court have labor laws? Do you have a minimum living standard guarantee?" Wang Yao asked weakly.
"That...that only exists in the mortal realm. Our Heavenly Court doesn't follow any laws, nor does it have any rules. Young Master, please don't worry, calm down. The Heavenly Court doesn't earn money through salaries; we mainly rely on our own methods. Quickly bring out the item so that Young Master can calm down!"
While rubbing Wang Yao's chest and abdomen, the fat man shouted at the tall, thin man. Upon hearing the fat man's shout, the tall, thin man hurriedly took out two bottles of wine and a pack of cigarettes from the paper bag and handed them to Wang Yao.
“Young Master, we two brothers work in a low-level government office, so we don’t have many options. This is a donation we’ve chipped in to show our respect to you. Please calm down. You know, we’ve been waiting for you for ages. Please don’t get too upset…” the fat man said hurriedly.
It wasn't that Wang Yao was too devastated or mentally disoriented; he had already noticed that these two were acting strangely, and their attitude had changed drastically. Ever since he bound himself to the Chaoxian Card, they'd suddenly become like grandsons, and even wanted to give him gifts? What kind of logic was that?
Wang Yao glanced at the two bottles of liquor and a carton of cigarettes handed to him. The liquor was called "Heavenly Jade Liquid, Ten Thousand Year Aged," and the cigarettes were named "Jade Emperor's Palace." Judging from the packaging, they looked very high-end. Two bottles of liquor and a carton of cigarettes—it seemed like this was the standard for gifts given by a section-level cadre before he time-traveled.
"Young Master, listen to me. In our Heavenly Court, the salary isn't much, but there's a lot of work, but there are ways to make money."
“For example, when we ascend from the lower realm, how we are assigned jobs is entirely up to us. Immortal Lü doesn’t care. If someone brings gifts, we’ll naturally try to arrange them in a good department. If someone doesn’t know any better, they’ll be put in a low-level office…” the fat man said to Wang Yao in a detailed manner.
"But I...?" Wang Yao wondered. He had only just started working in this wretched Heavenly Court, so why were these two people flattering him?
“You’re different. You’re Xi Fu’s specially chosen successor. You’ve already been assigned a department and position before you started working. We’re not saying we can’t fight, but we’ll need your help in the future.” The fat man smiled and leaned closer to Wang Yao, whispering.
"Me...? What ability do I have to take care of you two?" After hearing the fat man's explanation, Wang Yao was even more confused.
"Sigh, my brother's name is Luan Chu, and he still can't find a wife. These days, the fairies in the Heavenly Court have increasingly high standards. They'll only even glance at someone who earns 1 billion a year, and preferably someone with a foreign passport. My brother is honest and simple, and he's been a bachelor for three hundred years..."
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