As soon as she arrived in front of me, she brought me a very delicious perfume, not that kind of fat and vulgar powder, but that kind of fragrance. I looked at this woman, although she was over 30, she was well maintained, her skin was not wrinkled at all, and she was dressed in fashion. At first glance, she paid great attention to her appearance and looked like a person

I nodded at her as an answer.
This woman looked at me carefully for a long time and said with a smile, "Are you interested in coming to our factory? I have just recruited enough women workers, but there is still a shortage of men. If you are willing to do something, come with me now."
I’m not very interested in what she said. I applied for a job for hours, but I couldn’t find a job. What kind of good job can this door-to-door delivery be? But this woman’s answer made me move. She said, "How about I give you 1,000 yuan a month for food and shelter?"
As soon as I heard that one thousand dollars a month is a lot, I still care about food and shelter. Where can I find this good thing? I asked her, "What do you do in your factory? How many points a day?"
The woman introduced me that "we are a factory in the northern suburbs of the city, and we are a Japanese company. The hourly work system is very formal."
I can’t figure out what a Japanese company is, but when I heard that the factory was probably not tiring, I promised her to follow. This woman hired a van and brought me and her six or seven female workers to their factory. When I saw the factory, it was quite a big two rows of houses, all of which were factory cars, but this place was too remote. One of the most desolate places in the suburbs couldn’t find a family within ten miles of the factory.
It’s getting dark when I arrive at the factory the day after tomorrow. This woman has arranged a place for me to work directly in the morning. I live in a dormitory with another male worker. He shops and I shop. We chatted for a while, and we gradually became familiar with each other. His name is Wang Hai, who has worked in this factory for several years and is mainly responsible for troubleshooting machines. I want to know from him about the work situation, but he doesn’t say anything, and everything will be clear.
The next day, I got up on time for work. The woman seemed to be in charge of this factory. More than 100 people in the whole factory were in her charge. She put me in the car to work. I went in and saw that this factory was really good. It was all female workers and I was the only man!
Wang Hai is a mechanic. He only takes care of his leisure time when there is something wrong with his machine. As a result, I have entered the daughter country and have no working experience at all. It’s really completely blind.
Well, I’m the only man here who is very popular. These working girls are young and very enthusiastic about me. I don’t know what to do. They just told me that at first I felt quite good that I could do it, but after a day’s work, I regretted that I had to move my shoulders after packing. This day has tired my legs.
After a tiring day, I finally got to work. I want to tell that woman that I’m ready to quit. But if I don’t do it now, it’s estimated that even if I work for nothing today and it’s so hard to find a job, I may not be able to find a better place to leave here. Think about it or stick to it. We can bear hardships when we come out of the countryside.
Thinking in my mind, I walked to the dormitory. When I walked to the boiler room, I saw an old man burning a boiler inside. The old man looked like he was in his sixties, and his back was very strong. When I passed by, he gave me a look and said, "Come in and talk, young man."
This sound is very old, it sounds strange, and I can’t say anything wrong. It just makes people feel flustered and uncomfortable. I saw him tell me to go in out of courtesy.
It’s winter now, and the old man is adding coal to the boiler. When he saw me come in, the old man stopped his work and hunched over to a table and took out a bottle of white wine. He said to me, "Let’s have two drinks with me. It’s boring for me to drink alone."
I refused not to drink. After the old man advised me, I got angry and said, I’m a fake man. What’s the point of drinking wine? I want to drink it when I’m new here. Don’t sit down and drink wine with this old man because of this offence, but I didn’t expect to drink this wine with the old man, but it became my unforgettable nightmare.
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The old man is a heavy drinker. He took out two yellowed wine glasses. I don’t know how many years they have been looking dirty. When I drank one, the old man had already drunk three or four glasses. My heart said that this old man is really a big wine bag and there is nothing to eat and drink. Three or four glasses of white wine went into his stomach in an instant.
The old man didn’t talk to me either, and soon he drank half a bottle of white wine. After I finished drinking one glass, I wouldn’t let him pour me dizzy. I felt that the wine was very spicy and pure. After the old man drank all the bottle of white wine, he seemed refreshed and finally spoke.
"Young man, are you new here?"
I nodded, "I just came to work today."
The old man looked at me and suddenly burst out laughing. "Where are you going to work? You have to come here."
Then he began to mutter, and I couldn’t hear clearly what he said behind him. I said to myself, this old man is not good at this job. Don’t you burn a boiler here? Seeing him talking nonsense, I thought, is this old man insane? Why is he so strange?
The old man cooed for a long time and suddenly his face became gloomy. His wrinkled face and tight eyes stared at me and said, "You’ve finished drinking, so don’t come into my house again after you go home, or I’ll chop you up!"
After he finished this sentence, his eyes were fierce, and his shovel was still in his hand when he was burning the boiler. Look at that, he will swing the shovel for me at any time. I’d better get out of here as soon as I look at this posture. This old man is a fucking psychopath, and I’m not sick. Why should I drink with such a dangerous person?
I turned around and walked out, and I didn’t know what the old man was doing behind my back. I felt cold behind my back and worried that the old man would suddenly come from behind me and then he wouldn’t even know how he died.
I ran for my life and walked quickly to the door, but I couldn’t help but look back at the old man, which frightened me. Seeing that the old man was facing away from me, he had stripped off his clothes. It was very cold in the early winter night, and the boiler room was leaking air everywhere, and it was not warm. Did he actually undress after drinking too much?
When I saw his strange behavior, I stopped to see what he really wanted. Then the old man showed his bony back. Then he reached into his back and began to scratch. Maybe he hadn’t bathed for a long time, and his body itched. After a few hard scratches on the back of his hands, it was a jaw-dropping sight. The old man actually scratched the skin of his back, showing his flesh and blood, but he didn’t seem to feel any pain at all. Then he scratched his hands and then dropped a piece of skin. It didn’t take long for him to scratch off the skin of his back.
Seeing the blood dripping from his back, my heart was pounding in my throat and I thought, what is this old man going to do? Scratch and scratch to this state? Besides, how did he get rid of his back skin after grabbing it for a few times? Just when I was scared to death at the door, the old man suddenly turned around and smiled at me and said, "Why don’t you go?"
I got goose bumps all over by his strange smile, and I couldn’t say a word. The old man’s hands were covered with blood now, so he stopped scratching his back. His hands began to touch his head again and said, "There is no place to take a bath in this broken factory. My body is so itchy." He said, and his hands began to scratch his scalp and grabbed it one by one. Then the scalp came with hair, and suddenly the old man’s head was bald and his head was red, so I really couldn’t see it when people were terrified.
I stumbled all the way, I was unfamiliar with this factory, and I almost fell down. When I ran to my dormitory, I was relieved, and I couldn’t stop panting in the room.
Wang Hai was lying in bed and reading an erotic magazine at this moment. When he saw me running in in such a panic, he asked me why I was kicked out by a ghost or how scared I was. Now I can’t speak. My hand kept banging on my chest. What’s wrong with the old man in the boiler room? Is it "ghost peeling" or what’s wrong with his skin? My mind is in a mess. It happened on the first day I arrived in this factory. I have to quit my job anyway. It’s scary.
Seeing that I was pale with fear, Wang Hai put the magazine on the bed and asked me, "What did you see? You are so scared. Tell me quickly."
I tried to calm my mood before I said to Wang Hai, "But I’m scared to death. Is the old man who burned the boiler sick? Why does his skin fall off when he says it?"
Wang hai listened to one leng and asked me in amazement, "Old man burning boiler? No one in our factory is burning a boiler now. It’s getting cold now. Two days ago, Sister Qi said she wanted to hire a boiler! "
"Why is no one there? The old man was in the boiler room. When I passed by, he asked me to go in and drink with him. After drinking, he got sick and scratched his skin!"
Wang Hai smiled. "I said, are you tired from working during the day? Who is there in the boiler room? Last winter, there was an old man in our factory who burned the boiler, but last year there was an accident and the boiler exploded and died. This boiler room was rebuilt this summer. I always wanted to recruit a boiler worker, but everyone knew that the boiler room was evil. No one dared to come. You said that you had a drink with an old man who burned the boiler. Isn’t that a ghost?"
Damn it, Wang Hai stopped smiling here and looked at me stiffly. Maybe it was because he didn’t look like a liar that he was scared. I heard him say that there was no one buzzing in the boiler room. What about the old man!
Is that old man a ghost? I had a drink with a ghost? I was even more afraid to think about it than to see the old man lose his skin. I asked Wang Hai, "Have you seen the old man who was killed by a boiler last winter? Do you know what he looks like?"
Wang Haixian is also quite nervous. He also realized that the problem is serious. He took out several photos from the bottom of his bedding and found one of them. He pointed to me and said, "Look, this is a photo of the factory employees at the beginning of last year. This old man burned the boiler last winter."
I followed Wang Hai’s finger and looked at the picture. An old man wore a blue suit in the front row and smiled happily. After reading it, I found a photo of his scalp. This old man is the one who drank with me in the boiler room!
No wonder his skin fell off when he said it. It must have blown him to pieces when the boiler exploded, and he became a ghost after his death! When I was drinking with him, I felt that he was strange. Now I regret not opening my eyes to see him. Although it takes a lot of energy to open my eyes, it is better than almost dying at his hands.
Wang Hai saw me staring at the photo in a daze and asked me nervously, "What’s wrong with this photo?"
I pointed to the old man in the photo and said, "This old man in the photo is the one I met in the boiler room."
"What?" Wang Hai couldn’t believe how far his ears jumped out. "Isn’t that a ghost? The old man is dead!"
"It’s the devil. Has anything strange happened in Wang Hai Factory recently?" I asked Wang Haidao. At this time, my heart gradually calmed down. At least I have studied Taoism. It is really blushing to think that people are scared by an old ghost.