Chapter 140 Orcs Will Never Be Slaves (1)

“I get tired of every job I do. There are 360 ​​jobs, and I hate every job.”

“Work hard. If you perform well, you’ll have a chance to be promoted. Then you won’t have to work so hard in the office.”

Wen Chan followed the HR department, holding a number plate in her hand, and entered the place where she would work in the future.

A food processing factory.

She is a junior employee and her job is very simple, which is to do the final step of labeling the packaged food.

People sit on the assembly line, see something coming, tear off the label and stick it on.

After all, it is a food factory, and hygiene is very particular.

Even though it is a job like labeling, there are uniform factory uniforms and hats and masks must be worn.

Looking at the tightly covered assembly line, and looking around, people dressed exactly the same are busy at work, the scene has an inexplicable sense of weirdness.

The factory is huge, and there are probably several thousand employees just like her who are responsible for labeling a certain type of food, all crowded in one place.

Wen Chan remembered that there were probably several hundred employees who came in with him, and now they were all assigned to different jobs.

There were only a dozen people who were brought with her to be labeled.

The only sound in the entire factory was the clanging of machines working in an orderly manner.

Before Wen Chan came in, she had heard people complain more than once that it was hard to find a job these days. If you had a job, you should work hard in the hope that you could get a promotion and enjoy many benefits working in an office.

These people emphasized promotion, which made Wen Chan a little confused.

I have already entered the factory. If I want to be an office clerk, I have applied for the job long ago.

Once you enter the factory and do work on the assembly line, you will still have to do it even if you are promoted in the future. The only thing you will do is to be named a master worker and let you train newcomers and give you a raise.

Being mentioned about promotion repeatedly, gives people the feeling that they will also get an office job after being promoted?

Wen Chan was squeezed into one of the assembly lines, and it was obvious that there were girls on both sides.

He was sticking labels on tin cans with a numb look in his eyes. His hands seemed to have become a habit and he was repeating the labeling action mechanically.

This job requires no technical skills and the HR department is too lazy to ask anyone to teach them. They just let them observe the people around them. If they really don’t know how to do it, they can ask people around them.

Wen Chan sat in her seat, and the two people around her didn’t even look at her.

But the person opposite her raised his eyelids and glanced at her.

Those were a pair of extremely beautiful eyes, and illuminated by the lights of the assembly line machines, the starlight in the eyes appeared to be tiny and sparkling.

The eyes suddenly curved, as if smiling at her, as if greeting her.

Wen Chan nodded to him as a response.

Although he was wearing a mask, Wen Chan could tell from his blurry face that he was a boy, and he should be a good-looking guy.

To be more daring, it could be her boyfriend.

Wen Chan couldn’t really tell her boyfriend apart. She always picked the best-looking one, and the one with the same little braid in his hair that never changed.

The rest of the time he took the initiative to approach her.

Now everyone is wrapped so tightly that if you want to see their true appearance, you have to wait until after get off work, and the rest depends on your feeling.

Something was coming, Wen Chan quickly got into his role and started to get busy.

She has a small box of instant canned meat, and you can faintly smell its fragrance through the lid.

…

Soon, the morning passed and no one spoke during that time.

At noon, a large group of people left the factory to eat in the cafeteria.

Wen Chan followed the large group and squeezed out.

Suddenly she felt someone poking her shoulder. When she turned around, she saw a very sunny and handsome young man with messy golden curly hair, staring at her with a smile.

These eyes were too familiar, they belonged to the person sitting opposite her.

Wen Chan saw his name on the license plate on his chest.

Jing Ge.

Jing Ge also glanced at the license plate on Wen Chan’s chest and learned her name. His smile widened a little, revealing a small canine tooth, and he asked softly, “I know a place with delicious food. Do you want to go there together?”

The corridor was crowded with people, and the employees who had been holding back for the whole morning seemed to have endless things to say.

The noisy voices in his ears soon drowned out Jing Ge’s invitation.

Jing Ge wasn’t sure whether Wen Chan heard it or not, he just looked at her expectantly.

Wen Chan really didn’t hear it clearly because she was pushed around and could hardly stand.

Although I don’t know what he said, but seeing how expectant his eyes were, I guess he was asking her out.

Wen Chan reached out to him in confusion.

Jing Ge’s eyes lit up, he reached out and grabbed her, pulling her to his side.

Then he pulled her and walked in the opposite direction from everyone else.

…

The cafeteria is on the second floor and their workplace is on the fourth floor. Once they went downstairs and got together with employees from other factories, things became even more chaotic.

The safety passage that Jing Ge took Wen Chan through was not that crowded.

When they reached the second floor, he took Wen Chan directly into the canteen’s kitchen.

The kitchen is very large, and there is a small room reserved for kitchen staff to eat in.

Jing Ge went over and occupied the table without any hesitation, and asked Wen Chan to sit down as well.

“Uncle Tu, do a little more today.”

He shouted happily to the chef.

Uncle Tu stared at Wen Chan with a strange look on his face and didn’t move for a long time.

Jing Ge urged, “Uncle Tu, I’m so hungry.”

Uncle Tu then moved slightly and uttered a hoarse word from his throat, “People?”

Jing Ge nodded, “Yeah!”

Uncle Tu: “…”

He looked at Wen Chan twice more, then went to cook for Jing Ge.

Wen Chan listened to their conversation calmly and took in Uncle Tu’s reaction.

Even Uncle Tu and his assistant chefs looked at her with unfriendly eyes.

After they left, Wen Chan slowly spoke, “They don’t seem to like me very much. Is it really okay for you to bring me here rashly?”

Jing Ge shook his head at her with a silly smile on his face.

He held his chin with both hands and cast his eyes on Wen Chan’s face without disguising anything.

“It’s okay as long as I like you,” he said.

Wen Chan: “…”

So direct.

Wen Chan felt that he was very similar to her boyfriend, both in personality and appearance, except that he lacked the anchor of pigtails.

He won’t stay in every world, right?

But it is such a sin to admit your mistake.

She was actually in a dilemma for a moment.

I don’t know how to respond to Jing Ge’s goodwill?

If he is my boyfriend, and I respond coldly, I will hurt his feelings. If he is not my boyfriend, and I respond enthusiastically, I will hurt both of us.

Wen Chan endured it and uttered, “Thank you, you are a good person.”

No matter what, the nice guy card never goes out of style.

When Jing Ge heard this, he curled his lips and said, “Chan Chan is so cold…”

After saying that, he seemed to realize something and added, “Can I call you that?”