Dark Farm 8

As most people had arrived, the butler pulled out a pocket watch from the lining of his tailcoat, opened it, and glanced at it. 

"Congratulations to everyone for making it through the first night. The current time is 6:20 AM. Please enjoy the employee breakfast first, and then, I will assign tasks to each of you," he said. 

After speaking, the butler lifted the scarlet velvet cloth on the food cart, revealing bucket after bucket of instant noodles. 

Wan Qian: "???" 

Instant noodles for the employees? With this kind of treatment, she felt like running away herself. 

Unable to help herself, Wan Qian lifted her gaze, nervously observing the reactions of others. She had gone through so much trouble to recruit these interns—she hoped none of them would run away on the very first day. 

Fortunately, no one flipped the table and left due to the poor treatment. However, everyone's expression wasn't looking too good. 

They probably despised the instant noodles too, as no one even moved to take any. Everyone just sat quietly in their seats, staring at the meal cart full of instant noodles. 

Wan Qian felt the same despise, but After all, it was her own company, so she couldn't lose face. She quietly repeated the phrase in her mind, "A child doesn't mind a mother's ugliness, a dog doesn't mind a poor home," and prepared to stand up to be the first one to take some instant noodles. 

Suddenly, the burly man who had entered first kicked the glasses-wearing man beside him. "You go get it!" 

The glasses-wearing man adjusted his glasses, his long bangs covering half his face, giving him a gloomy and timid look. He meekly responded and slowly walked up to the butler. 

"Three... three buckets of noodles," his voice was so low it was almost inaudible. 

The butler didn't show any unusual expression, still wearing his gentle smile. He took three buckets of instant noodles from the cart and handed them to the glasses-wearing man. 

"The cafeteria provides hot water, which can be used to soak the noodles." 

In a corner of the cafeteria stood a boiler, with a tap connected to it that could dispense hot water. 

The glasses-wearing man nodded stiffly, holding the noodles and returning to the burly man's side. 

"You go soak the noodles," the burly man commanded. 

the glasses-wearing man opened the instant noodle packages and poured hot water from the boiler to soak them. There was no incident in the process. 

Still not at ease, the burly man had the glasses-wearing man taste a bite of the noodles. 

After confirming the glasses-wearing man was fine, the burly man snatched the noodles from his hands and started eating. 

The glasses-wearing man and the fatty then went to soak two more bowls of noodles for themselves. 

During this time, everyone just sat quietly, watching. 

Clearly, on their first night in this place, the burly man had used violence to subdue his two roommates. 

It seemed that, in the coming days, the glasses-wearing man and the fatty would become the burly man's exclusive guinea pigs for trial and error. 

Liu Wen stood up and also took three buckets of noodles from the butler, distributing them to Wu Fei and Tian Fang. 

Seeing this, the others also went to get their own noodles one by one. 

Xiao Lin, accustomed to being Wen Xirou's assistant, was quick to react. Before Wen Xirou could say anything, he took three buckets of noodles, soaked them, and handed them to Wen Xirou and Wan Qian. 

Soon after, the butler began announcing the tasks for the day. 

"Feng Fu, Li Yang, Zhou Hao. Responsible for the rice production base feeding work." 

"Song Ya, Liu Wen, Lin Hai. Responsible for the pumpkin production base feeding work." 

"Wu Fei, Tian Fang, Shen Lin. Responsible for the milk production base feeding work." 

"..." 

"..." 

"Wan Qian. Clean the farm owner's office." 

Hearing that Wan Qian was assigned to clean the farm owner's office, Wen Xirou instinctively grabbed Wan Qian's arm, her face showing nervousness. 

Others were divided into small groups of two or three, but Wan Qian was alone. 

And the farm owner's office? That definitely sounded like a super dangerous boss-level area. 

Could it be that the big shot's action of throwing the wardrobe last night was too arrogant, and even the biggest boss of this haunted realm couldn't stand it anymore, wanting to step in and deal with her personally? 

Wan Qian felt very embarrassed. Cleaning the farm owner's office—who was the farm owner? It was herself! 

Not to mention, she had already been to the office yesterday, and it was so clean that the floor tiles could be used as mirrors. 

This was definitely an abuse of power! 

Seeing that Wan Qian didn't respond after a long moment, Wen Xirou immediately confirmed her guess. The office must be dangerous! Didn't she see how the big shot's expression turned serious?! 

In that moment, she didn't even know what she was thinking. She was clearly timid and cautious, yet somehow, under the butler's gaze, she raised her hand. 

"Can I request to clean the office with the big shot, uh, with Wan Qian?" 

"Huh?" Wan Qian turned to look at Wen Xirou, confused. 

Wen Xirou also tilted her head slightly, offering Wan Qian an encouraging look. Rest assured, big shot, Xirou will always follow you! 

The butler observed Wen Xirou and Wan Qian, his usual elegant smile revealing a hint of interest. He didn't say "yes" or "no," but instead threw the question back to Wan Qian. 

"What does Ms. Wan think? Do you need any assistance?" 

Wan Qian quickly shook her head, not hesitating for a second. "No, no need." 

How could she allow someone to see her abusing her position to slack off? 

Wen Xirou, holding Wan Qian's arm, tightened her grip. Her gaze filled with a hint of emotion. 

The big shot had actively rejected her company—she must not want her to face danger! The big shot cares about me! 

"Big shot, I—"

Wen Xirou was about to say something more, but Wan Qian had already pulled her arm away from Wen Xirou's hand. 

"It's fine, I can clean the office by myself. You go take care of your own tasks." 

Remembering Wen Xirou's expect to get any shortcuts from her yesterday, Wan Qian couldn't help but suspect that her volunteering to go to the office was a ploy to slack off. That wouldn't do. 

Wan Qian added, "Focus on your work and go through the 'Farm Employee Handbook' a few more times." Don't spend your time thinking about taking shortcuts. 

When Wen Xirou heard this, a flash of realization struck her mind. She suddenly remembered that the manual clearly stated: 

[5. Farm members should have a high sense of responsibility, complete their duties, and must not leave their posts or switch tasks without permission.] 

Who knows if asking to clean with Wan Qian after the butler assigned her work counts as leaving her post?