Figure Wang Zhongwang

Chapter 87 Overnight

Luo Xueyi glanced at the statue in the front row, then stepped back to the backstage.

The audience applauded like thunder.

One stood up and applauded enthusiastically.

All the audience stood up and applauded.

Before the host was ready to announce the curtain, a team of Zun left.

What is rhythm?
Just watch one singer perform?
Tang Shuai frowned and hesitated for a moment, then led the "fan group" he had drawn and left.

Originally, he wanted to see the final top three pk.

Some spectators also left.

There were a lot of seats vacant.

The host panicked and hurriedly arranged for the next singer to perform immediately.

"Yi Zun, what are you doing? I still want to watch it!"

Yu Xiu felt sorry for the 2000 yuan VIP ticket.

"We have already expressed our attitude, and it is enough to achieve our goal. If there is no accident, Luo Xueyi will get No.2."

One looked at Kingkey 100 and Diwang Building and said with a smile.

These two used to be the tallest buildings in Guangdong and Hong Kong, but now they are the second and third.

The tallest building is Ping An Building.

Could it be that the surrounding tall buildings hinted at Luo Xueyi's ranking?
One thinks that Rainbow Company will have No.1 supported by itself.

One is traveling in the mountains and rivers to watch performances, very carefree.

Mr. Guan's side is like ants on a hot pot, unable to sleep all night.

One, one, can you live up to expectations?

While Mr. Guan is pinning his hopes on Zun, he is still preparing to find "allies" to help him.

After all, the one who has just completed is a bit afraid of "no hair on the mouth, and the work will not be done well".

It's just that Mr. Guan wanted to call the Ally Company several times, but he picked it up and put it down again.

"There is a knife on the left and right, why don't you let yourself block the knife, and hit the street!"

After all, Mr. Guan is still considered "loyal and honest", and he can't bear to drag his allies into the water and rush to the street, so it's refreshing to rush by himself.

But the next morning, a phone call scared him to the floor:
"Mr. Liusheng and Manager Xu are drowning!"

"Where's the person? Has he been rescued?"

Mr. Guan asked tremblingly.

"Fortunately, I'm in Liantang Hospital now."

The translator Xiaoli said.

please!Little translation girl who is learning Japanese, have you learned grammar well first?

Can you put the latter sentence in front?
If you make a mistake in the order of speaking, the consequences will be very serious, and it will scare people to death!
Mr. Guan let the seven souls and six souls who were scared out of the body return to their places, and asked the driver to drive to Liantang Hospital.

He dared not drive by himself.

My hands are still shaking!

What a leaky house and rainy night!
"Manager Xu, Manager Xu, how do you entertain customers?"

The "beauty trap" has become a "death talisman", which makes Mr. Guan realize that beauties are really alluring.

It must be used with caution in the future!
"Don't blame Manager Xu! It's my responsibility."

Liu Shengjing said excitedly.

Mr. Guan came to see him with flowers in his hands, and kept saying that we didn't treat him well, so please bear with him.

Of course they will say that Manager Xu is wrong.

In fact, Yagyu Jingichi is currently under observation in the hospital, and he is fine.

"How is Manager Xu? I want to see her, but the nurse won't let me get out of bed.

Mr. Guan, you should go and see Manager Xu! "

Liu Shengjing clenched her fists and blamed herself for not protecting the goddess in her heart.

"Mr. Yagyu, it's good that you're fine. However, it will take about ten days to discover the sequelae of choking, so you can rest assured during this period of time.

I went to see Manager Xu. "

Mr. Guan seemed to understand medical knowledge very well, and told Liu Shengjing not to leave the hospital with 1000 million yuan.

"Oh! It would be nice if we could delay it for one more day!"

Mr. Guan walked out of Liu Shengjingyi's ward, wiped the sweat from his forehead, smiled wryly and shook his head.

Xu Bijun is also in a separate ward.

She was wearing a hospital gown, her hair was fluffy, her face was rosy, and she was equally bright and moving.

After drowning, she felt that her body was much more energetic than before, and she seemed to be back to fifteen or sixteen years old.

That was the true qi of a statue, and it sorted out the reasons for her meridians.

"Manager Xu, you scared me to death. But seeing your current state, I finally feel relieved."

Mr. Guan rubbed his hands and said a little embarrassedly.

He came empty handed.

The flowers, fruits and gifts were all placed in Yagyu Jingichi's room, so he was too embarrassed to take them out!
"Guan Zong, I made you worry! I'm sorry, I didn't treat my clients well."

Xu Bijun bowed his head to admit his mistake, and said pitifully.

"It's not your fault, it's all right!"

Mr. Guan quickly waved his hand and said.

"I'm actually in better health than before and can be discharged from the hospital now.

I will go back to work in the afternoon. "

Xu Bijun wanted to be more active and "pay for his sins".

"Don't, don't!"

Mr. Guan quickly waved his hands and shook his head.

"Your task now is to recuperate well. The sooner you leave the hospital, the better. Don't worry, the company will reimburse you for all expenses."

Mr. Guan gave a new task with great care.

Xu Bijun was taken aback for a moment, and then understood Mr. Guan's meaning.

As smart as ice and snow, she will naturally understand that this is Mr. Guan's "drag the knife trick".

One is also dragging.

I didn't go to the company until Sunday when no one was there.

There is no one, but there are still security guards.

"Master Yizun, you are here!"

Liu Baoan was on the night shift, and when he saw a statue coming over at seven o'clock in the evening, he greeted him warmly.

It seems that Mr. Guan has informed him that Yi Zun will come.

"Uncle Liu has worked hard, this Red Bull is for you."

One came up with a few cans of Red Bull, ready to drive all night.

"Want to prepare supper?"

Uncle Liu asked "good service".

"Whatever! Just don't let other people in."

Yi Zun gave an order and walked into the studio.

There is no need for Liu Baoan to prepare the supper, Mr. Guan has ordered an old hen soup to nourish his body.

He is downstairs!

Seeing one entering the company, Mr. Guan finally felt relieved.

The empty company is really dark and scary.

Occasionally, there are one or two sounds of wind blowing glass, or the sound of rats shuttling, which makes people creepy.

Only the second group of oil clay is brightly lit, and the light shines on a dedicated face.

Two hundred gray domes were placed neatly on the countertop. At first glance, they were "almost" completed.

"These master masters don't know how to flow, so they naturally appear rigid."

One looked at these gray figures and smiled slightly.

He used 1000-grit sandpaper to gently turn a certain corner, and the whole work came alive.

"The turning point is the key. When these places are connected, the work will naturally come alive."

One muttered to himself while operating.

Working alone and talking to yourself can make you feel less lonely.

In less than an hour, these gray offices changed their "spiritual outlook", as if they came to life.

"Now is the last process, dust spraying."

One put the ashes in a cardboard box and walked to the spray room.

There is noise from spraying dust, and one wants to complete the task before ten o'clock in the evening.

Too late, and someone will complain about the noise nuisance.

Spraying dust is equivalent to putting a layer of clothes on the figure.

It also unifies the whole effect, making it smoother and brighter.

Before ten o'clock, one turned off the noisy air compressor, sat on the armchair in the oil mud group two, and drank Red Bull leisurely.

Two hundred pieces of dust, done.

(End of this chapter)