Requiem Chapter 14 People's hearts are no longer the same
"Oh, it's okay! Xiao Yin and Xiao Tang, right? Come in, come in, I'm just looking for you!" Ma Gobi greeted them warmly, then waved his hand: "Mr. Sun, you go back first. I have someone to receive. I will report your matter to the leader! Go back!"
When the old man saw Yin Hui and Tang Yan come in, he stopped talking, just nodded politely to them, turned around and left the office.
"Director Ma, what do you want to talk to us about?" To be honest, Yin Hui wanted to kick the fat man in front of him who looked like a garbage can, who reminded people of a bunch of fat, unkempt, greasy, disgusting braised pork. But after taking a deep breath, Yin Hui forced himself to smile at the man who made him feel extremely sick, and spoke in a voice that gave him goosebumps.
The fat man whom Yin Hui called Director Ma was named Ma Gobi. Just like his name, he really looked like the herd of alpacas living on Maragobi. With a weight of nearly 200 kilograms, he could probably crush Yin Hui to death. But the reason why Yin Hui didn't dare to kick him away was that this guy worked in the same unit as Yin Hui, and he was his immediate superior, and he had a nickname known to the whole unit, "Boiler Man."
Ma Gobi is the director of the personnel department of the funeral home. He has a lot of power in his hands. He is certainly not a boilerman who burns the boiler. The reason why he has such a nickname is that his characteristic is to fan the flames.
He could make a trivial matter sound like NATO attacking Libya in front of the factory manager. Being one minute late, when he said it, would have the same effect as a bulldozer destroying 99.99% of the company.
In short, this fat man is a person that everyone hates in the crematorium, and everyone wants to hang him alive. It is estimated that since the establishment of the funeral home, countless people have thought of dragging this man out and burning him to death. To be honest, everyone in the funeral home knows that Ma Gobi is good at nothing except fanning the flames and telling tales. But up to now, he is still alive and well. And he lives a better life than anyone else. And all those who offended him seem to have no good end.
There is only one reason, that is, Ma Gobi happens to be the nephew of the new factory director.
"How long have you been here?" Ma Gobi said enthusiastically while tidying up the documents on his desk.
"Oh, just arrived, just arrived!" Yin Hun said.
"Come on, come on, sit down! Don't be nervous, I still have something to tell you!"
"Just pretend you didn't hear what Mr. Sun said to me just now! That damn old man kept pestering me to find a job for his daughter. How could it be that easy?"
"I know, I know!" Yin Hui nodded with a fake smile.
"Our business volume has increased a lot in the past few years, and the existing employees have also been burdened. In order to ease everyone's pressure, the organization has decided to recruit two more makeup artists. Although this industry has a bad reputation, the salary is quite considerable. There are also many college students who signed up this time, and we can only recruit the best. When it comes to personnel assessment, I'm really not that good. After thinking about it, you and Xiao Tang are just right. You don't have to work for the time being this morning. You can be responsible for selecting future colleagues!"
Ma Gobi turned around and poured a cup of boiling water.
"good!"
"Okay! That's it. You two go and get ready now. Report to Lao Zhou first, and then you can assess them! Keep a good eye on it." Ma Gobi waved to the two of them, indicating that they could leave.
The two walked out of Ma Gobi's office and walked along the gloomy corridor towards the first dressing room where they usually worked. Along the way, Tang Yan walked with Yin Hun in a cold and aloof manner, attracting envious glances from several lonely people.
"Tang Yan, I've always wanted to ask, why did you choose to work here?" Yin Hun held it in for a long time and finally took the initiative to talk to her.
"It's quiet here, without any noise! And the salary is very high, I need a job like this!" Tang Yan raised her red lips slightly, and every word sounded so tempting.
"Aren't you afraid as a girl?"
"Afraid! What is there to be afraid of? There is nothing to be scared of the dead. Only the living are scary!" Tang Yan said.
“That makes sense!”
As they were talking, they arrived at their destination. There were two corpses in the dressing room, and Zhou Haiqing was applying makeup to one of them. Although the white and miserable corpse looked a little scary, at least it would not move, unlike the living people who always had endless conspiracies. Yin Hui gradually understood the meaning of Tang Yan's words.
"Oh, you are here! I took note of it. Today Ma Gobi came over and said he wanted to recruit two apprentices. That's good, I don't have to work too hard!" Zhou Haiqing raised the eyebrow pencil in his hand and greeted Yin Hun.
"Master Zhou, why are you the only one here?" Yin Hun asked casually as he looked at him and seemed very busy.
"Oh, there were originally two, but my master just retired last month, so I'm the only one left. Makeup work is a delicate job, and this city is big, people are dying every day. I can't do it alone, so the factory is planning to recruit a few more apprentices to share the work!" Zhou Haiqing said to Yin Hun with a smile. He doesn't look very good, but he has a good heart and is an easy-to-get-along-with character.
"Then you've finally made it big. You've accepted a bunch of apprentices in advance. The apprenticeship gift alone will be enough to make you pay!" Yin Hun said deliberately jokingly.
"Forget it! It's useless to use that trick. People's hearts are hidden in their stomachs. As long as these newcomers are sincere to me, that's enough! Look at that apprentice of Master Sun. Now that he is an official, he has forgotten his master! When you ask him to do something, he always makes excuses! He has no conscience!" Zhou Haiqing quickly waved his hands at them.
"Hey! I just heard Mr. Sun arguing with Director Ma in his office. What happened?" Driven by curiosity, Yin Hun began to ask around for information.
"Ma Gobi used to be a cremator, as you know. Old Sun was his master. That guy was quite cunning. He relied on his family connections to climb up to the position of director, and then he lost touch with the masses below. Old Sun's daughter graduated this year, but the girl had some disabilities in her hands. Originally, she was supposed to take care of the job, but the girl couldn't do the job of a makeup worker and could only work as a front desk receptionist. However, the man surnamed Ma and the director of the funeral home replaced Old Sun's daughter because a relative of the leader of the civil affairs department was going to be arranged to come in. So Old Sun was very sad. Hey! You must not go out and say anything nonsense!" Zhou Haiqing's words made Yin Hun finally understand the reason for the quarrel just now. He sighed in his heart. It turned out that the common dirty nature of this society had long been deeply rooted, and even the funeral home could not escape the bad luck.
"Oh, I won't say that!" Yin Hun said confidently, and glanced at Tang Yan with the side of his eyes. The latter smiled and shook her head gently.
"That's good, that's good!" Zhou Haiqing nodded. After all, when you live under someone's roof, there are some things that are worth considering.
"Mr. Sun has worked very hard. He is so busy even at such an old age!" Yin Hun couldn't help but sympathize with the poor old man.
"Oh! Yes! Mr. Sun's wife died early, and he has been dependent on his daughter. His daughter is also disabled. It's really pitiful! Fortunately, the cremation work is not too tiring. You just have to put the body in to burn and turn it over with a hook . It's no different from grilling a steak." Zhou Haiqing said without raising his head.
"Uh..." Tang Yan covered her mouth immediately, having the urge to vomit out everything she had eaten today, yesterday, and the day before yesterday. Yin Hun also frowned, but did not show it.
"What's wrong, Xiao Tang? Did you have a stomachache?" Zhou Haiqing was a little surprised. His mind was a little dull and he couldn't react for a while.
"Oh! Oh, nothing, nothing..." Yin Hun hugged Tang Yan to his shoulders and smiled awkwardly.
"Sorry, what's there to be embarrassed about? The toilet is in the building opposite, don't hold it in..." Zhou Haiqing looked more anxious than the others. Although he was kind-hearted, he was obviously wrong. "No..." Tang Yan gritted her teeth, feeling so ashamed that if she was given a knife, she might really stab him without hesitation.
"Master Zhou, you misunderstood. She just feels a little unwell, Tang Yan, right?" Yin Hun's head was full of black lines. He knew that if he let this little cannon barrel continue talking, who knows what trouble would come out, so he quickly tried to smooth things over.
"Are you feeling unwell?" Zhou Haiqing opened his mouth wide.
"Hmm..." Tang Yan had no choice but to nod with a red face.
"Ouch, look at my mouth, haha! Sorry, sorry..." Zhou Haiqing slapped his thigh suddenly and acted as if he had suddenly realized something.
"It's okay, it's okay." Yin Hun wiped off the sweat and breathed a sigh of relief, but Zhou Haiqing's next sentence almost choked him to death.
"Sister Tang must be pregnant, right? Xiao Yin, congratulations, congratulations! How many months will it be? Come on, I'll buy you a drink after get off work."
Tang Yan's eyes went dark, and she fell directly into Yin Hun's arms. Yin Hun froze in place, completely petrified...
What? What is this?
The funeral home is different from other places in any way. It bears too much sorrow. Although the staff have long been numb, everyone who comes here to see off their loved ones is still very sad. After walking a few steps, they find that many relatives of the deceased are crying beside them.
Yin Hun and Tang Yan fled from Zhou Haiqing, and both saw the helplessness in each other's eyes. They had to bypass these crying people, passed through several doors of the office building, and came to the main hall of the funeral home. The corridor here was quiet, but the chairs on both sides of the corridor were full of people who came to apply for jobs. Everyone had a solemn expression on their face, as if they were all here for the funeral, not for the job. However, the atmosphere here was really hard to make people lively. There was even a girl who was pale, with sweat on her forehead, and covered her mouth with a handkerchief, as if she was particularly uncomfortable with the atmosphere here. Yin Hun looked at her suffering and was really worried about her. Why did a good girl come to suffer to apply for this job? He smiled helplessly, picked an empty seat and sat down, waiting quietly.
Yin Hui could see from the faces of the applicants that they were all very young, and the colorful graduation certificates in the bags they carried indicated that they were all college students. It seemed that it was not easy to find a stable job these days, just like himself back then.
After a while, a tall and thin man in his forties with a blue work ID hanging on his chest came out with a stack of materials. He handed a paper recruitment application form to every applicant in the corridor, requiring them to fill in some basic information such as "name, gender, native place, date of birth, graduation school..." This is commonplace in this society.
A boy quickly filled out the basic information, thought about the position for a while, and then wrote down "front desk reception". When he finished filling it out, I breathed a sigh of relief. When I looked up and was about to hand in the materials, I suddenly felt that the tall and thin man was staring at what I had filled out. The tall and thin man coughed, stretched out his long and pointed finger to the place where the boy filled in "registration position", and shook his head firmly. The boy didn't know what he meant by shaking his head, but he felt that his eyes seemed to be unwilling to fill in "front desk reception". The boy looked at his face in confusion and couldn't understand what he meant?
"It's decided! It's changed!" the tall and thin man said with an expressionless face, then left the boy to collect other people's registration forms.
"Internal appointment?" This word made Yin Hun's heart move. It turned out to be a trick played by the man named Ma.
"Okay, there are four people who have signed up today, including the four people who signed up two days ago, a total of eight people. Now that everyone is here today, I need to say a few words to everyone. The job in a funeral home is quite special, because you have to deal with dead bodies all the time. I estimate that some of you may not be able to overcome this psychological barrier, so we will conduct certain tests on the applicants, and we will consider retaining those who pass the test!" The tall and thin man pinched his throat and spoke word by word. As soon as he finished his sentence, there was already a lot of discussion below.
"Alright, alright, stop arguing. I have one more thing to say. Due to staffing issues, we have decided not to recruit for the position of 'front desk reception'. All students who come to apply for the position of 'corpse makeup artist'. This job requires direct contact with corpses, so if you find it difficult to do the job, you can go back now!" Before the tall and thin man had finished speaking, the pale girl could no longer hold it in and started to vomit loudly. She didn't even take her things and left as if she was escaping, leaving the other students in an uproar and at a loss.
"Leader, why are you still advertising the recruitment for the position of 'front desk reception' in the newspaper? We all came here for this position, why did you change your mind? Is there some inside story?" Two people, a man and a woman who looked like a couple, stood up in the crowd and shouted at the tall and thin man.
"This was decided by the leader. I don't know why. Don't make random guesses!" The tall and thin man's expression suddenly changed. His iron-blue face looked terrifying in the dim light.
"Hmph! Then let's go! Who would be willing to put makeup on a dead person?" The couple left the corridor arm in arm with disdain. When they walked to Yin Hun's side, they did not forget to cast a contemptuous look at him.
"Hmph! If you are not willing to put makeup on the dead, no one will be willing to put makeup on you in the future!" Tang Yan smiled coldly and muttered softly, but Yin Hun who was standing next to him heard this sentence clearly. He knew very well the temper of this girl at work, so he bared his teeth but said nothing.
"Okay, now there are only five students left. It seems that you are all mentally prepared and may be brave. After all, their departure is a good thing for you, because there are only two positions!" The tall and thin man nodded with satisfaction, then threw a stack of forms in his hand to Yin Hun, indicating that he would be responsible for the rest of the matters, and then walked into his office.
Yin Hui quickly looked at the resume on the form, looked around with sharp eyes and a cold smile.
