My Inseparable House Guests

For things like contracts, non-professionals can only look at it roughly. After all, the threshold for playing word games is very high. So after Xia Yike got the contract, the first thing he looked at was salary and treatment.

The monthly salary is 20,000 yuan, but regardless of the three insurances and one housing fund, taxes must be paid by themselves. It's not that Fang Ze is reluctant to part with the money, but that he just recruited one person. He is too lazy to pay taxes or something, so he simply pays a higher salary and lets Xia Yike figure it out by himself.

As for the salary, Xia Yi was quite satisfied. After all, the job didn't look tiring, and the salary was high. The only downside was that the rule of going to the second floor was a bit expensive.

Seeing that Xia Yike signed his name, Fang Ze nodded and continued, "By the way, because there are some things in our association that we don't want outsiders to know, so you still need to sign a non-disclosure agreement and make an oath, You can't tell outsiders anything you see in the association."

"Okay." After the contract was signed, Xia Yike didn't care about these strange little details, so he nodded and agreed.

So the confidentiality agreement was signed, and the oath was also made. Although he felt a mysterious power descending on him when he made the oath, Xia Yi didn't think much about it.

Because Fang Ze paid her the first month's salary immediately after signing the contract, which relieved Xia Yike, who was short of money, at last.

"It seems to be almost five o'clock now." Fang Ze looked at his watch and said to Xia Yike, "Do you live far from here?"

"It's quite far." Xia Yike said, "It's about an hour by subway, maybe it's faster by car."

"That's right, I remembered when you said that, we have no cars in the Demon Management Bureau now." Fang Ze tapped his head, wanting to bring the Wuling Hongguang Batmobile from Haiping to the Imperial Capital as soon as possible.

"Miss Qingzi." Fang Ze said to Fan Qing, "If you have time recently, the contact person can buy two license plates, and then buy two cars worth 700,000 to 800,000 yuan for the people from the Demon Management Bureau."

"Okay." Fan Qing nodded in agreement.

Now, on the other hand, all the money deposited into the account of the Demon Management Bureau is under her control. With a total of about 100 million funds, it is still easy to buy two license plates.

Evil capitalists.

Xia Yike, who was listening on the side, heard Fang Ze's understatement of buying a photo, and then thought of her friends in the imperial capital who had been shaking numbers for so many years and hadn't gotten one, so she couldn't help but slander.

But soon Xia Yike adjusted his mentality. After all, how much money someone else has is also someone else's, and he still has to live his own life.

Jealousy can only be considered jealousy on the premise of having the same ability, and it can only be regarded as jealousy if there is no comparable ability.

"Then you should familiarize yourself with the surrounding environment first." Fang Ze said to Xia Yike, "I'll go out first."

After Fang Ze left, Fan Qing led Xia Yike to introduce what was on the first floor and where it needed to be cleaned every day. Xia Yike took notes while listening.

As she thought, the work here is really not troublesome. It is so simple that any adult can do it well. The monthly salary of 20,000 yuan a month is extremely high even if there is no three insurances and one housing fund. .

While Xia Yike and Fan Qing were resting and chatting on the sofa, a gray pigeon suddenly flew down from the second floor.

"Hey, Pigeon!" Xia Yike pointed at the pigeon and said to Fan Qing.

"This is a pigeon raised on the second floor, and sometimes it will come to the first floor, so you don't have to pay too much attention to it."

"Who usually feeds this pigeon." Xia Yike asked curiously, "Our family used to raise pigeons, and we were called Xia Yige when we were young. If possible, I can take care of this pigeon."

"That's not necessary." Fan Qing said with a smile, "The things you need to buy every month, with the food for this pigeon, you just need to buy the food and put it in the warehouse, and it will eat by itself."

Xia Yike was just about to say that if the pigeons were allowed to eat whatever feed they wanted, they might die of hunger, so just as he was about to refute Fan Qing's words, he saw the gray pigeon flying in front of a bag of sunflower seeds.

Tear open the bag of sunflower seeds flexibly, then take out the sunflower seeds from the inside with your mouth, and put them in a small bag next to it.

Xia Yike was surprised by the intelligence of this gray pigeon. After all, even a carrier pigeon has limited intelligence. It is quite remarkable to be able to learn such a thing.

Fan Qing turned her head and glanced at Doudouge, knowing that this pigeon was holding sunflower seeds for Uncle Song again.

Although Uncle Song has consciously reduced the amount of sunflower seeds he eats recently, he is still gaining weight rapidly.

Once squirrels gain weight, they are prone to various diseases, and they take sunflower seeds as their staple food, so their nutrition is not balanced.

So Fan Qing turned to Doudouge and shouted, "Douzi, these sunflower seeds are almost enough, Uncle Song has obviously gained weight these days."

Although Doudouge's intelligence is much higher than that of ordinary pigeons, it is definitely worse than that of humans. So only one command can be followed at a time. Fan Qing's words counteracted Uncle Song's order, and Doudouge immediately forgot how many sunflower seeds Uncle Song asked for him, and when he heard Fan Qing's words, he immediately stopped his mouth movements and did not continue to pick up sunflower seeds , I just grabbed the bag with the sunflower seeds I picked up earlier, and flew to the second floor.

Xia Yike was extremely surprised by Doudouge's performance. She did not expect that this pigeon could understand people's instructions in addition to being able to pick sunflower seeds.

No wonder Fan Qing said that this pigeon does not need others to feed it.

However, she seemed to have mentioned a name before, Uncle Song?

Is the reason why the second floor is not allowed to enter because there are people living on the second floor? Xia Yike thought curiously.

The next day was Xia Yike's official work day, because there were too many people on the first subway, so by the time the second subway arrived, it was almost 9:30, and he was fully late Hours.

Xia Yike hurriedly opened the door and entered the Demon Management Bureau, and found that although Fan Qing was not there, there were three more strange men, and Fang Ze was there, chatting with these three people.

"That, me." Xia Yike was just about to explain how he was late when he saw Fang Ze wave his hand and let her in.

"Is this the new recruit?" Lao Ao looked at Xia Yike curiously and asked.

"Yeah." Fang Ze nodded, and then the four of them continued to discuss the game Reaper.

Xia Yike put her bag on the seat next to her, and then saw the gray pigeon fly to the counter yesterday and looked at her curiously.

"Hello." Xia Yike quietly greeted the gray pigeon, and poured some of his own snacks on the counter for the pigeon to eat.