"Brother Ma, wait a moment, we're not familiar with the work here." Zhao Xiangyang said.
"What's there to be familiar with as a security guard? Just sit here, and if anything happens, contact property management. Can't handle such a simple task?"
Ma Weiguo staggered away, clearly tipsy.
This left the two of them staring at each other, bewildered.
"I feel like we were hired just so he could slack off."
Zhao Xiangyang nodded, "I feel the same way."
The two of them went to the security room at the south gate of the community.
It wasn't large, about seven or eight square meters.
With a simple desk, computer, and two chairs inside, it felt a bit cramped.
The two sat on the chairs, watching the surveillance monitors and chatting.
Under normal circumstances, being in the security room just meant monitoring the screens.
If anyone else had an issue, they would come to them, so there was no need to do anything more.
