Can Jiuluoyu Also Work As Customer Service In Wuxianliu? Chapter 1

Just when he was about to be evicted by his landlord and forced to sleep under a bridge, Zhang Yu finally found a job.

The new job was working as Customer Service for a gaming company, 9 to 5, Weekends Off, Monthly Salary of 5,000, and even included Social Security. It was rumored there would be some Performance Bonus at the end of the year.

In the half-year since he came to the city for work, he had delivered takeout, worked as an apprentice, handed out flyers, and labored on construction sites… His work history was so extensive that two sheets of A4 paper couldn’t contain it. He had done every kind of hard and tiring job imaginable, but he had never experienced the feeling of typing away in an Office Building.

Zhang Yu was naturally very satisfied to have found such a position.

To show how seriously he took the job, Zhang Yu painfully spent two hundred yuan on a second-hand set of Formal Attire. The fabric felt comfortable, but the size was wrong; the chest was a bit tight. Still, he could make do, and it would fit better after a few washes.

As the saying goes, clothes make the man. It was never wrong to dress smartly and look presentable.

On his first day of work, Zhang Yu donned his new clothes, held his head high, and arrived at the company full of confidence.

The company’s location was somewhat remote. The Office Building was deserted; even during the morning rush hour, no one was crowding the elevator, and there wasn’t even a security guard in sight.

Zhang Yu froze, a chill running down his spine.

This Property Management is too lax! Zhang Yu thought indignantly. He had worked as a security guard before, and his superiors were very strict. He had to stay at his Post without eating or drinking, and if he took more than ten minutes in the restroom, he would be publicly criticized. During the day shift, he even had to salute every vehicle entering and exiting, which was miserable.

Why didn’t other people’s superiors have so many demands? They could just disappear during work hours!

But then he thought, soon he would be an office worker too, and he wouldn’t have to endure that kind of hardship anymore.

With that thought, Zhang Yu cheered up and happily stepped into the elevator.

The elevator slowly ascended. He adjusted his clothing again in the reflective elevator door and smoothed his hair, completely unaware that someone was watching him.

“This is the new CS guy? Looks very ordinary.”

“I wonder how many days he’ll last.”

“Three days, tops.”

“Too many. He’ll be instantly killed the moment he shows his face.”

“True. I just hope he doesn’t get scared and cry. I’m not good at comforting children.”

·

“Instant kill price?!” Zhang Yu was overjoyed. Relying on the speed he had honed from snatching deals on various platforms, he instantly secured a roll of toilet paper for one cent.

After placing the order, Zhang Yu realized the elevator had arrived. He rushed out and immediately bumped into a burly man covered in scars.

The man was nearly two meters tall, broad-shouldered and thick-waisted, with full sleeve tattoos on both arms. His muscles looked strong enough to crush an ox.

The big man folded his arms and looked down at Zhang Yu. “New guy?”

“Ah.” Zhang Yu looked up at the man, his gaze somewhat shifty.

The big man sneered inwardly. He was a survivor of an Infinite Flow Dungeon, possessing an Aura completely different from that of ordinary people. It was only natural that Zhang Yu would be afraid upon seeing him.

If he couldn’t even handle this simple leakage of Aura, he was clearly not cut out for this job, the big man thought with dissatisfaction. He wondered how the recruiters screened people; what kind of trash were they bringing in?

“What is it?” the big man asked, deliberately lowering his voice.

“N-nothing…” Zhang Yu averted his eyes but couldn’t help stealing several more glances.

“If you have something to say, just say it. I hate people who beat around the bush.”

Zhang Yu paused. He pondered for a moment, then made up his mind and spoke: “Um, your tattoo sticker seems to have… peeled off… Maybe you should stick it back on?”

Tattoo sticker?

Peeled off?

The big man stared blankly at Zhang Yu, as if he hadn’t understood a word.

Zhang Yu even raised a finger to point. Indeed, the tattoo on the big man’s right upper arm had peeled off significantly, a thin flap dangling in the air.

Seeing the big man’s grim expression, Zhang Yu thought, Oh no. He shouldn’t have trusted what others said; this was clearly something he shouldn’t have mentioned.

He had originally wanted to get along with his new colleague, but he messed up the first encounter.

Fortunately, the big man merely plastered the tattoo sticker back on with a cold face and motioned for Zhang Yu to follow.

Zhang Yu followed the big man into the floor, clutching the strap of his backpack and curiously looking around.

The company had lavishly rented the entire floor. The decor was exactly what Zhang Yu had seen in TV dramas: exquisite yet oppressive, as if stepping inside would automatically turn one into a nuclear-powered workhorse.

However, contrary to Zhang Yu’s expectations, there were no white-collar workers in suits, holding coffee in one hand and a laptop in the other.

Only a few people in bizarre costumes sat at the workstations. For a moment, Zhang Yu thought he had stumbled into some kind of anime or subculture gathering—he had worked as a security guard at a Comic Con before and was somewhat familiar with similar outfits.

In contrast, Zhang Yu, in his Formal Attire, looked completely out of place.

But considering it was a gaming company, a higher degree of freedom seemed reasonable.

“You sit here,” the big man instructed, pointing to a workstation for Zhang Yu. “The computer has no password. Familiarize yourself with it first. You’ll have a trial Post assessment later.”

“Okay, okay. You go ahead and be busy,” Zhang Yu said hastily. “By the way, what should I call you?”

The big man suddenly grinned, malice evident: “Black Spider.”

Zhang Yu’s pupils contracted.

The other party observed Zhang Yu’s reaction with interest.

Zhang Yu’s mind was churning. This name was clearly not a normal name. Setting aside whether “Black” was even a surname, even if it was, this person’s parents wouldn’t give their child such an inappropriate name.

Then there was only one truth…

“Black Spider” was a nickname!

Zhang Yu had long heard that modern companies liked this kind of thing. Thankfully, he had researched it online beforehand, or he would have made a fool of himself by overreacting.

“Alright, Black Spider,” Zhang Yu returned the smile, fully demonstrating his extensive knowledge.

“…”

Whether it was his imagination or not, Black Spider’s face looked unpleasant for a moment, but he quickly recovered, snorted, and turned to leave.

After the man left, Zhang Yu eagerly and reverently touched the workstation.

Computer! Keyboard! Mouse! All complete! By extension, he was a white-collar worker now.

Before coming to the big city, Zhang Yu had never seen such a setup.

There really are more opportunities in the big city. Even an illiterate like him could get such a respectable job… Zhang Yu suddenly froze.

Lost in the joy of finding a job, Zhang Yu almost forgot that he was a dropout of the nine-year compulsory education system. He hadn’t read much and was practically semi-illiterate.

But the job he applied for seemed to be Customer Service.

…

CS probably requires literacy, right… Zhang Yu clutched his head in distress.

·

Zhang Yu frantically crammed, seizing every moment to memorize common Chinese characters.

Since coming to the city, Zhang Yu had learned many characters out of necessity, but he had no diploma and felt uncertain about whether he could handle the job.

If the company found out he was illiterate…

No.

Absolutely not.

Zhang Yu looked miserable. He couldn’t lose this hard-won job, although he still didn’t understand why the company had hired him.

—Zhang Yu had seen the recruitment notice on a short video app. At the time, he was casting a wide net, and he instinctively sent a private message when he saw the ad, never expecting to actually catch a big fish.

Unexpectedly, the other party replied quickly and invited him to work without even asking about his education.

It made Zhang Yu wonder if they were scammers.

But what if it was real? Wouldn’t he lose out then? After much deliberation, Zhang Yu decided to show up for work. However, he kept a backup plan: he wore sneakers under his suit, so if anything went wrong, he could make a quick escape.

Fortunately, the company was real. They didn’t ask him for money upfront, there were colleagues, and there was an office space—an entire floor in an Office Building! Exactly like what he saw on TV.

Zhang Yu’s worries completely vanished.

The only remaining problem was that Black Spider seemed to have mentioned an assessment later.

But he didn’t know anything!

Why wasn’t there a mentor to guide him? Didn’t workplace reality shows always have training teachers?

Zhang Yu felt completely lost. He fumbled and opened the computer.

The computer screen was clean, with a document prominently displayed, titled “Must Read Upon Joining.”

Zhang Yu’s heart lifted. He quickly clicked it open—

It contained only four characters.

[溜之大吉] (Make a swift escape)

Zhang Yu paused.

What was the first character again?

Before he could figure it out, the document suddenly vanished from his sight.

Zhang Yu was startled, assuming he had accidentally clicked delete. He quickly rushed to the Recycle Bin to recover it.

But the Recycle Bin was empty; there was no trace of the document.

A bead of sweat silently trickled down Zhang Yu’s forehead.

Darn it.

He must have made a mistake and lost the document.

Before coming to the city, Zhang Yu had never touched anything like this. Most of his previous jobs were manual labor that didn’t require a computer.

In the past six months, he had only briefly used one a few times at an internet cafe and was completely unfamiliar with the device.

It’s over.

He messed up on his first day of work.

This is terrible.

Zhang Yu was so anxious he almost jumped up and down. Fortunately, in this moment of crisis, he suddenly remembered a short video he had watched before.

This world is a giant makeshift operation. It’s okay to make mistakes, as long as you follow the principle: “If he doesn’t ask, you don’t tell; if he asks, you act surprised.” This can painlessly solve 90% of problems.

Zhang Yu instantly grasped the concept. His hands stopped shaking, and he immediately pushed the minor incident out of his mind, opening the workstation.

The workstation interface was simple, easy for even a novice to understand. The task list had many red dots indicating pending items, and clicking on them opened independent dialogue boxes.

It shouldn’t be too difficult…

If only he were more literate.

·

While Zhang Yu was cautiously exploring the workstation, several people were observing him from the shadows.

“Hahahaha, a tattoo sticker! That’s hilarious! I always thought it was a prop. Is that your fashionable item for showing off, hahaha?” The red-haired young man was laughing so hard his face was contorted.

“Shut up!” Black Spider looked displeased. The thing on his arm was neither a tattoo nor a sticker; it was a genuine B-rank item that usually rooted itself firmly in his flesh. It wouldn’t come loose even if his arm was chopped into pieces.

But today, it had unexpectedly peeled off in front of an ordinary person.

“Does this guy have some kind of background?”

“Unlikely. He was just randomly recruited. If he had a background, he wouldn’t need to take this job; it’s meaningless.”

“That’s true.”

“Hmph, I think you’re just too weak and won’t admit it. Don’t try to pass the blame,” the red-haired youth said, spreading his hands.

The author has something to say:

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Please consider collecting the next novel, “Simultaneously Bodyguarding Four Big Shots [Transmigration],” also a comedic novel. The synopsis is as follows:

Fang Huixing transmigrated into a book.

It was a sprawling work that combined business warfare, chaebols, ensemble cast, and a Dragon-Blooded protagonist.

In the novel, the protagonist was decisive, the villain was cunning, the brothers were loyal, and the rivals were outstanding…

But none of these roles had anything to do with Fang Huixing.

—He was the protagonist’s personal bodyguard, who had practiced martial arts since childhood, climbed Mount Everest barefoot, caught bullets barehanded, and could take down a king of the land with a single slide tackle.

What was worse: the original owner had taken on four such jobs, and each one came with a sky-high breach of contract penalty.

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Fang Huixing: Hello, the thing is, setting aside the fact that I am flesh and blood and my combat power is inferior to the old goose back home, the main point is that I only have 24 hours a day. I can’t be that many people’s personal bodyguard!

·

Fang Huixing was stretched thin, and it was only a matter of time before he was exposed. He thought he would end up homeless because he couldn’t afford the penalties.

But after a few days on the job, he was surprised to find that his employers had excellent self-management skills—

Employer 1 was kidnapped by enemies and in mortal danger.

Fang Huixing stepped forward, ready for a desperate fight, but before he could find the kidnappers, Number 1 had already single-handedly counter-killed them and calmly cleaned up the mess.

Employer 2 traveled abroad and required high-intensity bodyguard escort.

Fang Huixing chugged three cups of coffee, planning to stay awake until dawn, but Number 2 opened the door to the luxury hotel room: “I won’t get lost even if I walk with my eyes closed. You catch up on sleep and adjust to the time difference.”

Employer 3 failed and was kicked while he was down.

Fang Huixing was on high alert, watching every malicious eye, but Number 3 calmly pulled out materials to reverse the situation: “Who just said they were going to take out my bodyguard? I’ll make them pay a hundredfold.”

How strange…

But this job is so easy…

Looking at the balance in his card, Fang Huixing shouted from the bottom of his heart: A true bodyguard must work four jobs!

·

The only drawback was that Employer 4, the protagonist of the book, Han Lu, always lagged behind in self-management skills.

Fang Huixing spoke earnestly, reversing the roles: “Han Lu, I am somewhat disappointed in you. When you were rated as a top-tier employer, it was based on an impression higher than your initial performance. I hoped you would strive for security self-sufficiency… But you’ve become more and more slack every day. Now you don’t even dare to sleep alone. Is this right? The end of the year is approaching. Step up your game and start practicing military boxing.”

Han Lu skillfully flipped him over: “You teach me… teach me like this… Why did you stop teaching?”