I am a demonic cultivator, not a capitalist with a conscience.

Chapter 31 Let's go to work.

Luo Tong attached great importance to Chen Yu's first task.

After carefully rolling up the contract for 8400 yuan a month, he immediately walked out of the job market, only to be dazzled by the sunlight outside.

How long has it been since you last looked up at the sky?
After failing the college entrance exam, he stayed home and lived a life of aimless drifting for the next ten months.

Before he knew it, it was already March, but his mind was still stuck on the day of the college entrance examination, unable to move on.

However, what made him feel more guilty than his own failure was the guilt he felt towards his brothers.

His confidently asserted solution was deemed wrong, and several of his brothers were also implicated.

The brothers who should have had bright futures failed the exam in the end, and they were too ashamed to face anyone, so they have been wasting their time until today.

But today, he finally has the chance to apologize to his brothers and then fight for their future!

He had three brothers, and they all seemed quite happy when they were called out.

"We're in luck today! We found a bunch of wild vegetables by the roadside, and there were even a few spirit herbs among them. Let's have a spirit herb hot pot today and eat to our hearts' content!" the bespectacled young man said happily.

"I...I tutored...and earned...fifty...Let's...go get something sweet!" the short boy stammered.

The last one to speak was a tall, thin man who was somewhat socially awkward. Even when facing his best friend, he didn't say much, but simply handed over the fish he had just caught: "Stew it."

Seeing his three brothers who were in dire straits, Luo Tong felt a pang of sadness.

Fighting back tears, he said excitedly, "Brothers, there's no need for this! I have money now, we can have a good meal!"

The three looked at each other and nodded in tacit agreement.

Stepping forward, the man with glasses comforted him, "Luo Tong, failing the college entrance exam is nothing, and not being able to enter the Xuanfa Sect is also fine. I've recently discovered that living in the wild is actually quite good, it's just that the spiritual energy is always insufficient and my cultivation keeps dropping, but overall there's nothing wrong with it."

"No...that's right, failure is failure...tutoring...is pretty good," the short man said with difficulty.

"Cheer up," the tall man replied simply.

"Why don't you believe me!" Luo Tong began to complain.

He wanted to share the good news with his brothers, but none of them believed him, which made him feel a little annoyed.

So he took out the contract he had hidden in his pocket and said proudly, "Look, the contract is worth 8,400 a month, and it's effective from today! We're really rich now!"

The man with glasses took the contract, glanced at the salary and benefits at the beginning, and said without looking further, "It's fake."

"Forging...forging a contract is...is a crime."

"Turn yourself in."

"You have to believe me! Eight thousand four thousand, it really is eight thousand four thousand! I just signed the contract at the slave market, no, I mean the talent market! The Contract Star Lord was there too!"

Faced with Luo Tong's exasperated expression, Glasses calmly pushed up his glasses and then asked indifferently, "The average salary in Tianyuan is 1,500, and college graduates can get 3,000. You're just a high school graduate, and he actually dares to offer you 8,400. What does he want from you?"

The direct impact from the soul stunned Luo Tong.

His primordial spirit calmed down at that moment, and then he realized that this matter was indeed quite abnormal.

What do they want from me?

After a long silence, the short man stammered, "I...I heard...the Demonic Sect...likes to offer high wages, and then...tricks people into coming to the Demonic Realm."

Luo Tong's face turned pale at this moment, but he still forced himself to say, "Impossible, he is a regular student at Third High School."

The tall, thin man looked at Luo Tong with pity in his eyes: "A student? Rich?"

Two interrogative sentences highlighted the crux of the problem, causing Luo Tong to fall silent again. The previous contract was no longer reliable; a contract worth thirty yuan seemed insufficient to justify a monthly salary of eight thousand four hundred, making Chen Yu also seem suspicious.

Glasses examined the contract again and sneered, "High salary, good benefits, and various subsidies and regulations. What kind of good company would offer such good treatment to a high school student?"

He pulled out his phone and checked, then sneered again, "A newly registered company with a registered capital of 100,000 dares to offer such high salaries? It's either a shell company or a scam. Where is the workplace? Let me check again."

"...He didn't say. He said it's still being processed."

"So they're contacting the Demonic Sect, preparing to send you there. Did they tell you to find a few more brothers to work with?"

Luo Tong was almost in tears: "I told you, I need three more, so I came to find you."

The three men exchanged knowing glances, then patted Luo Tong on the shoulder and said, "Iron Demon Cultivator, you see? I told you this kind of good thing wouldn't happen to you or me. Let's just give up. It's better to find out early than later. Let's go out for a meal together. It's been a long time, we need to catch up."

"Ah."

Suddenly, Luo Tong's phone rang, and a message from "General Manager Chen" appeared on the screen:

[General Manager Chen: Luo Tong, the location is settled, but I'm still renovating. Come here the day after tomorrow so I can set up the work. By the way, how's the job search going? Bring the others along. Remember to bring your phones; we'll pay this month's salaries directly.]

Upon seeing the message, Luo Tong perked up and immediately replied respectfully: "Thank you, Mr. Chen. I will definitely be there!"

After replying to the message, he stopped smiling and found his three brothers staring at him coldly.

"that……"

"I'll go with you then," Glasses said helplessly. "You're just too trusting. You won't give up until you go at least once."

"Together..."

"Walk."

The three of them found a bridge hole, lit a fire, and ate a clear broth hot pot. After eating, they chatted together.

Although he was happy to see his brother, Luo Tong kept staring at his phone, afraid of missing a single message.

Even during occasional naps, he would have nightmares, sometimes dreaming that Chen Yu was a demonic cultivator, and that he had implicated his brothers, who were all sold to the demonic sect.

Sometimes I dream that what Chen Yu said is true, but the work is incredibly cruel, and all four of us become expendable resources, and we are all gone in less than a month.

Finally, the day after tomorrow arrived. He climbed out of the cardboard box early in the morning and started washing up with dark circles under his eyes.

He rummaged through his luggage and pulled out his most eye-catching clothes. After adjusting them, he said to his friends, "How is it?"

"Not good. He looks like a high school graduate who has been anxious for three days and has slept no more than three hours a night."

"Terrible...terrible!"

"Read the newspaper."

"roll!"

After chuckling and scolding, Luo Tong took a deep breath and said to his brothers, "Brothers, I'm sorry to trouble you to come with me today."

"You're welcome, let's go!"

They exchanged glances, and all four saw the steadfastness and determination in each other.

Taking out his phone to confirm his location, Luo Tong pointed and said, "Let's go to work!"

"go!"

(End of this chapter)