I Fix Air-Conditioner

The hearse with the weird odor slowed to a stop before the entrance. The sound of pebbles could be heard bouncing on the ceiling. There were footsteps coming from the corridor, and there seemed to be someone sawing next door. The door knob to the room rattled slightly, and the faucet in the bathroom kept dripping even though it had been screwed shut. There was a rubber ball that rolled on its own underneath the bed. Wet footsteps started to surface one after another on the floor. 
At 3 am, Chen Ge held a cleaver in his hand as he hid beside the room heater. The call he was trying to make was finally answered. "Landlord, is this what you meant by 'the house can be a little crowded at night'‽"

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Along the way, Chen Ge called the workshop boss. The boss thought that Chen Ge had changed her mind and was willing to help the poor souls in the world. Without waiting for Chen Ge to explain, he left his home in a hurry. Chen Ge waited at the front door of the workshop while having his breakfast. In just twenty minutes, the boss arrived.

"Boss Qian, I need to borrow your workshop again. Money is not an issue." Chen Ge was not exactly lying. He might not have money now, but he would have it soon.

"Why are we talking money at the first meeting? We're old pals already. Talk of money hurts the relationship." The slightly overweight boss sat next to Chen Ge. "Just leave me one of your mannequins, and it'll be fine."

"Are you sure? My mannequins are not for human use." Chen Ge did not want to lie to the boss since he had treated him with nothing but kindness. "I will design a few new mannequins today. You can decide after I'm done."

Scary Mannequins