Clang! Clang! Clang!
At this moment, there was a knock on the door.
"Brother Lin, there's someone at the door."
Xiao Bing, who was washing up, said.
"Got it."
Lin Yi got off the bed calmly.
He had already guessed who was knocking on the door.
As expected, when he opened the door, there was no one outside, just a SF Express document bag.
It was the same familiar formula and scent; it was always SF Express.
Lin Yi began to wonder if the system in his head was developed by SF Express.
"Who knocked on the door?" Xiao Bing asked casually.
"There's no one outside. Maybe the person knocked on the wrong door."
"Uh-huh."
Lin Yi took the document and returned to the bed.
Inside was information about his new profession.
His workplace would be the Xinshan Branch, and he would be at the rank of rookie.
