Can Jiuluoyu Also Work As Customer Service In Wuxianliu? Chapter 13

Zhang Yu felt a slight sense of professional crisis.

In the workplace, open attacks are easy to dodge, but hidden arrows are hard to guard against. What should he do if someone tries to scheme against him again in the future?

He had to prepare early and master the great art of receiving, neutralizing, and countering.

To this end, after finishing his Chinese language assignment for the day, Zhang Yu decisively followed a marketing account focused on workplace growth and meticulously studied every word of their compilation, “Using the Thirty-Six Stratagems to Master the Workplace.”

After watching a few videos, Zhang Yu felt the powerful force of knowledge injecting itself into his body.

Undoubtedly, he had become stronger again. Zhang Yu’s eyes deepened. Very good. From now on, he could easily solve workplace problems with strategy.

Before going to sleep, Zhang Yu habitually penned a short essay for the Ghost Painter.

To Esteemed Colleague Lin:

I am delighted that another day has passed since we met. Although we didn’t know each other before, we are getting to know each other more every day now. I am a newcomer to the workplace, inexperienced and lacking knowledge. Although I strive to learn every day, I don’t know if my progress is satisfactory. Perhaps I still need some time to grow. I truly hope that when I open my eyes tomorrow, I can be just like everyone else.

I may have areas where I fall short, but I still genuinely enjoy this job and hope to continue doing it and remain colleagues with everyone. You might not know how happy I’ve been since joining the company. Every day is meaningful. I have never had a job that suits me so well. Thank you very much to the company for giving me this opportunity, and thank you for being here. I hope we can join hands, advance together, grow bigger and stronger, and create new glories!

Diligent and Conscientious Customer Service Little Zhang ^-^

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The next day, Zhang Yu woke up excitedly before his alarm clock rang.

Today was Friday, and tomorrow was Saturday! Zhang Yu was about to enjoy his first Weekends Off.

Paid Weekends Off—Zhang Yu wouldn’t have even dared to dream of this before, but now it was actually happening.

Thinking about the Weekends Off, Zhang Yu even had more strength when twisting the electric scooter’s handlebar.

Arriving at the company, Zhang Yu made two surprising discoveries. First, there were noticeably several times more people working in the office, and they were all unfamiliar faces.

Second, that kid Tong Wei was actually sitting at his workstation.

“Why are you sitting in my spot?” Zhang Yu stood beside him, trying to use his height to exert some pressure on Tong Wei.

“Sorry.” Tong Wei stood up as if waking from a dream, holding a Reaper doll in his hand.

Tong Wei had given him the doll on his first day of work. Since then, Zhang Yu had kept it on his desk, poking it from time to time.

“You’re not trying to take the doll back, are you?” Zhang Yu asked suspiciously. He didn’t have many possessions, and he had already counted the doll as a fixed asset.

“No.” Tong Wei placed the doll back on the desk. “You keep playing with it.”

He had tried to repair the item but couldn’t figure out the method, so he had to give up.

Zhang Yu said, “Oh,” his eyes subtly glancing at Tong Wei.

“What is it?” Tong Wei was puzzled; there was nothing unusual about him.

Zhang Yu shook his head, guiltily shifting his gaze away.

Tong Wei: “What exactly is wrong?”

“Nothing, hahaha.” Zhang Yu gave an awkward laugh, fumbling to open his computer and pretending to seriously browse the work platform.

Tong Wei: “…”

Ding Anna across the desk burst out laughing: “Brother Zhang must be wondering why you never change your clothes.”

Zhang Yu: “!”

He had only thought it in his mind, so how did Ding Anna know? Her eyes were too sharp.

Ding Anna chuckled: “See? I wasn’t wrong.”

Tong Wei’s expression was a little strained.

His clothes were an item that cleaned itself automatically, so of course, he didn’t need to change them. But Zhang Yu didn’t understand, and from his perspective, Tong Wei wore the same clothes every day.

No one in the game cared about such trivial matters; only Zhang Yu, who lived in Reality, would notice.

Zhang Yu’s eyes darted away: “The weather is nice today.”

“Brother Tong should pay attention to these things too,” Ding Anna fanned the flames. “Mind your personal hygiene. Don’t let yourself get smelly, or people will think our company sells salted fish.”

Zhang Yu wished he could crawl under the desk. He clasped his hands together: “I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I was just a little curious. I absolutely didn’t mean anything by it, and you don’t smell! Especially not like salted fish!”

Tong Wei looked at Zhang Yu, feeling a vague and strange sensation in his heart. It wasn’t anger, but a subtle brush with Reality.

“It’s fine,” Tong Wei said stiffly.

Ding Anna was still laughing, leaning on the desk. She seized the opportunity to ask, “Speaking of which, I’ve wanted to ask for a long time: what do the patterns on your clothes mean?”

Tong Wei’s robe was printed with a spinning wheel containing several lifelike human figures.

Tong Wei glanced at Zhang Yu but didn’t say anything.

Ding Anna understood and mouthed to Tong Wei: “Are those real people inside?”

Tong Wei stiffened for a moment, then secretly nodded to Ding Anna, confirming her guess.

The patterns on his clothes were indeed real people.

Or rather, they used to be real people.

Each figure was sealed onto the robe after he used an item to capture their souls. Too much time had passed, and he couldn’t clearly recall every grievance he had with each of them.

Player: The item I bought with so many points is defective! I want to complain about Joker! That damned unscrupulous merchant! Can the game not punish him?!

Customer Service Little Zhang: Hello, I’m here [Rose]

Player: My item! My points! The points I painstakingly earned by risking my life!

Customer Service Little Zhang: Dear, here is a two-yuan voucher for you [Kiss]

Player: ??? What do I need a voucher for?

Customer Service Little Zhang: Five yuan, no more.

Player: [Censored]

System Notification: The current Player’s speech involves prohibited words and has been banned.

Zhang Yu was astonished. The system actually banned a Player for their speech. Even the arrogant Player who casually talked about murder before wasn’t banned.

The system’s prohibited word settings were strange.

However, Zhang Yu quickly realized that it wasn’t just their game; other online platforms were much the same—they didn’t ban those who should be banned, but instantly banned those who shouldn’t.

In that case, never mind.

Zhang Yu closed the window and clicked on the next task. While replying, he kept sneaking suspicious glances at Tong Wei next to him.

For some reason, Tong Wei had been sitting next to him since the morning, staring blankly, doing nothing, and showing no awareness of moving further away.

Zhang Yu had hinted with his eyes several times, but Tong Wei pretended not to notice.

Zhang Yu was truly out of options.

After a long time, Tong Wei casually asked, “Who gave you that missing person notice yesterday?”

“My landlord.”

“How is he… now?”

“He can eat and sleep, so he should be pretty good?” Zhang Yu said uncertainly.

“He still hasn’t given up looking for someone.”

Zhang Yu easily recalled Old Man Tong’s persistence: “No.”

Tong Wei fell silent again, his head lowered, shrouded in a layer of impenetrable gloom.

“What is his house like now?”

Zhang Yu was confused, but he still described the condition of the house.

“Is there a large flowerpot on the Terrace?”

“Yes, I don’t know what was planted in it, but it’s all withered. The old man hasn’t bothered to throw it away.”

“There’s a tin box buried inside the flowerpot, a biscuit tin.” Tong Wei pulled at the corner of his mouth. “There’s some loose change inside, not much. Could you please find it and give it to him?”

Zhang Yu was shocked.

Tong Wei’s tone was calm, but his body was clearly extremely tense.

“You didn’t…” Zhang Yu suddenly understood.

Tong Wei trembled slightly, and Ding Anna unconsciously dug her nails into her palms.

“…rent Old Man Tong’s house too, did you?!”

Tong Wei: “…”

“Otherwise, how would you know there’s a flowerpot on the Terrace?” Zhang Yu felt he had seen through everything. “The money box in the flowerpot was buried by you. Did you run away owing Old Man Tong rent, and now you’ve had a change of heart and want to pay him back?”

Tong Wei: “…”

Zhang Yu: “Heh heh.”

“Think what you want,” Tong Wei stood up. “Don’t tell him I told you.”

Zhang Yu pointed to himself: “Do I look like an idiot? I won’t get involved in this kind of financial dispute. What if the old man treats me like a scapegoat? If you want to tell him, go tell him yourself. If you really don’t dare, it’s not impossible for you to hire me for five yuan to accompany you.”

Tong Wei covered his face and sighed deeply.

Ding Anna was mentally chanting Buddhist scriptures while leaning on the desk, trying to stifle her laughter.

Friday passed quickly. Zhang Yu happily carried his backpack and left work.

He even deliberately hung the Reaper doll on his backpack, just in case Tong Wei suddenly regretted giving it to him and tried to take it back.

The doll swung with Zhang Yu’s movements and, without incident, entered the elevator, disappearing from everyone’s sight along with Zhang Yu.

“Can items leave the game?” someone asked blankly.

“Logically, they shouldn’t be able to.”

“Forget items, he took the Ghost Painter out a few days ago. Alas, who can reason with that?”

“Is he really an ordinary person?”

“He’s definitely not a Player.”

“There’s no point in thinking about it. Whatever he is, as long as he’s useful.”

“That’s true.”

Tong Wei didn’t interject, sitting alone in the corner and taking inventory of his items.

“Are you really still going?” Ding Anna asked, arms crossed.

Tong Wei hummed: “There aren’t that many coincidences in the game. Meeting him twice in a row is enough to explain the problem—he is very interested in me.”

“Since you know you are his target, you should hide even more.”

“Even if I hide, he won’t stop. Every day, unsuspecting Players might meet with disaster. I don’t want to be a coward and boost his Aura.”

Ding Anna glanced at the chattering Players: “Are you confident?”

These Players were called by Tong Wei. He planned to use himself as bait to catch the mastermind in a trap.

Many Players responded, and several of them were recognized high-level Players. Everyone was afraid of being ambushed unprepared one day, so they couldn’t miss the chance to team up.

“Honestly, not very,” Tong Wei looked up, his eyes unwavering. “But if I close my eyes and ignore it now, something big will definitely happen later.”

Ding Anna was slightly stunned. Before entering the game, she had seen Tong Wei’s file. The person in the photo wasn’t handsome, but his eyes were so bright they were hard to look at directly.

After several years, his gaze was still as clear as ever.

“Why did you hit that person back then?” Ding Anna couldn’t help but ask the core question she had about that case.