spirit walker

Chapter 157 Soul Trauma
Can we meet today?
Zhang Yuanqing lifted his spirits and said, "He's in Songhai? Give me the contact information and address."

Zhang's mother said "hmm" and said, "I will send you a text message later. That gentleman is a very successful businessman abroad and is an important business partner of my mother. After meeting, pay attention to your words and deeds. You should be good at this."

She is still very confident in her son's social skills.

"I see, I'm not bad at learning foreign languages." Zhang Yuanqing said.

My mother was very free today, so she didn't end the call right away, saying:

"I heard from your grandma, during this period of time, you stayed up late playing games with Yu'er every day? This will affect your studies."

What's the use of studying, and the teacher won't teach me how to conquer the spiritual realm Zhang Yuanqing said: "Don't listen to grandma's exaggeration, my aunt and I just play games on weekends."

The rest of the time I play alone.

Mother Zhang said helplessly:

"What your grandma means is, don't hang out with Yu'er all the time on weekends. It's time for her to have a boyfriend, so she can't always focus on you. There is not much difference in age between you two, and it's time to talk about someone. It's not good to mix together."

Zhang Yuanqing suddenly became irritable: "You have to preach, so let's talk when you come back. I have nothing to do. I have to go to class now."

He forcefully hung up his mother's call.

"Grandma, why did you complain to my mother again? Can you still have this family relationship? I want to break up with you." Zhang Yuanqing lay on the bed, chattering loudly.

The bedroom door opened, and grandma stood with a broom, and said coldly, "What did you say?"

"I said that I love grandma the most. Grandma is better than my mother. I also want to be your son." Zhang Yuanqing is flexible.

Grandma snorted coldly and slammed the door shut.

Zhang Yuanqing pursed his lips, glanced at his phone, and saw that his mother's text message hadn't arrived, so he got up and sat down at the table, turned on the computer, logged in to the official database, and searched - Chi Yue'an.

A few seconds later, this person's relevant resume was clearly and plainly presented in front of Zhang Yuanqing.

With his current authority, the information of most of the deacons in the Songhai branch can be found.

Except for Fu Qingyang, a noble son of heaven.

Chi Yue'an was originally the son-in-law of the Zhu family. The Zhu family is a family of musicians. Because musicians are good at conserving and producing life essence, the three families of musicians are often called "three families of life".

When Chi Yue'an joined the Five Elements League, he was only a second-level fire master. With the support of the Zhu family, his rank rose step by step, and his position was promoted from ordinary member to captain and deacon.

This person's signature props are Ganlin Neijia and Scarlet Flame Divine Weapon.The former is a high-level prop for the musician profession, and the latter is a prop for the fire master profession.

"It's been more than a year since he became a saint, so he has experienced four or five single-player dungeons, and more than a dozen multi-player dungeons. During this period, even if he wins or loses, the experience points are almost accumulated, close to level 5. Last night It is a wise move not to get entangled with him and use charm to escape."

Regardless of props, there is a big gap between level 4 and level 4.The gap between the saint and the extraordinary is even more outrageous.

Kou Beiyue probably has one or two trump cards in his hand, which is why he dared to attack and kill the saint.

But still failed.

Zhang Yuanqing secretly decided to investigate in private, and then hand over the collected evidence to Fu Qingyang. It is best not to expose himself, otherwise, if he becomes an enemy of a deacon, there will be endless troubles.

There is also a Zhu family behind.

"Ding!"

The mobile phone issued a short, clear notification sound, Zhang Yuanqing looked away from the computer, grabbed the mobile phone to check the information.

Demon Eye King: "Have you purified my mark?"

Fuck!Zhang Yuanqing's scalp went numb, and he replied calmly: "What's the problem?"

I should have Wang Tai lock his position immediately.

The five elders swarmed forward, afraid that he might have a premeditated plan. Could it be that the other heavenly kings of Bishop Cheng Bing also came?

Demon Eye Heavenly King: "The supernatural power of the sun cannot be controlled by the night tour god at the extraordinary stage. I have someone check Yuan Ting. I heard that he was summoned to the capital a while ago. In the official forum of Taiyimen, he is abused every day." Video, you are not him!"

Zhang Yuanqing was startled, almost threw away the phone, thought for a while, and replied:

"Who the hell are you? Why are you acting so weird."

Magic Eye Heavenly King: "Heh, what happened to me in Songhai a few days ago, as a level 3 night god, you shouldn't know nothing and pretend you don't know me? Well, Songhai is a night god who can use the power of the sun. Not too much, it is not difficult to find out your identity, unless you have never used the ability in this field."

"Whatever you want." Zhang Yuanqing responded stiffly.

"Heh, did anyone tell you that my magic eye can find people in the spiritual realm? Although Songhai is big, Kangyang District is not big. I can still find you if I spend some time. I think next time I find you , your expression will be very interesting."

Are you bored? While looking for Yuanshi Tianzun and Zhisha Palace Master, while threatening the official walker to have fun, Zhang Yuanqing silently closed the secondary card and stopped replying.

He wanted to delete the Demon Eye King even more, but he also felt that with a good friend around, he could at least control the attitude and movements of the Demon Eye in a disguised form.

Perhaps the method of phone location will be useful someday.

"I can use the divine power of the sun. Not many people know about it. It's a bit bad. There are more and more clues in the magic eye. How long can I hide? The master of the palace is better than me."

Just thinking about it, my mother's text message was long overdue.

It was a photo of a business card with the name, contact information, and company title printed on it.

Mom also wrote Songhai's address on the business card.

Bill Tarantino, head of marketing at Anter Pharmaceuticals.

Ante Pharmaceutical Zhang Yuanqing turned on the computer and searched for information about the company online.

After reading it, I was surprised. Ante Pharmaceuticals is a very famous pharmaceutical company abroad, and one of the top ten pharmaceutical giants in the world.

"Mom's career is more prosperous than I imagined." Zhang Yuanqing marked his mobile phone and dialed the number on the business card.

"dudu~"

The bell rang twice, and the other party connected. It was a woman, and the beginning was a string of foreign languages.

Zhang Yuanqing probably understood the meaning, and replied in a foreign language:

"I'm Chen Shu's son, looking for Mr. Tarantino."

"Wait a minute, I'll check the appointment." A few seconds later, the female voice replied: "Okay, Mr. Tarantino told you that he has been waiting for you. Sir, please tell us your address, we will send a special car catch."

"No, no, I'll come by myself." Zhang Yuanqing is now very concerned about the confidentiality of his residence information.

"Okay! Is there anything else I can do for you?"

Let Mr. Bill wash up and wait for me?Zhang Yuanqing said: "No need to help, I will go there now."

After finishing the call, he put on his shoes, dug out the suit that Li Dongze had customized for him in the closet, and put it on in front of the full-length mirror by the window.

Shichang is particular about elegance and requires his subordinates to wear formal clothes to and from get off work, so he customized a set. Later, because of his outstanding achievements and outstanding achievements, Shichang's bottom line for him became lower and lower.

From preparing happy water in the refrigerator to not needing to wear formal clothes.

And later, when he suspected that he and Guan Ya were preaching in the bathroom, Shi Chang only commented: there is a hotel nearby, and it is not elegant to do things in the unit.

Zhang Yuanqing, dressed in formal attire, quietly left the bedroom, slipped out of the house, took a taxi on the side of the road, and headed for the International Building.

The International Building is one of the landmark buildings in the central CBD of Songhai. Many well-known financial companies are stationed here. Well-known foreign companies also like to open their mainland branch addresses here.

As the bridgehead of overseas capital, Songhai has many similar places, and the International Building is the most famous among them.

It was the rush hour for work, and elites in suits and leather shoes crossed the road in droves and flocked to various office buildings.

Huge crowds and crowded traffic flow is a landscape of Songhai CBD area.

Most of these office workers cannot afford to rent a house in the CBD area. They need to take the subway for more than 40 minutes to go to work every day.

Their pace of life was so fast that even Zhang Yuanqing, a rare handsome man in the world, didn't even bother to take a look. Their attention was all on the traffic lights.

As soon as the green light came on, he hurried across the sidewalk without daring to stop for a moment.

Zhang Yuanqing followed the group of office workers, crossed the road, arrived at the downstairs of the International Building, and then dialed Bill Tarantino's number.

"I have to swipe my employee card to enter the building, so I can't get in." He said in a foreign language that is not standard.

"Hold on."

A few minutes later, a man in a blue suit and a white shirt walked out of the building, looked around, and said loudly:
"Which one is Mr. Zhang?"

Zhang Yuanqing raised his hand: "Here."

The man in the suit looked at him and smiled warmly: "Mr. Tarantino's assistant, let me go downstairs to pick you up."

The two waited downstairs for a long time before squeezing into an elevator. The man in the suit raised his hand to protect Zhang Yuanqing, squeezed a space for him, and apologized:
"Sorry, at this point in time, there are only so many people."

Zhang Yuanqing hadn't reached the grade he was applying for, let alone been to this kind of place, so he nodded reservedly and didn't express his opinion.

The elevator stopped on the 37th floor, and he followed the man in the suit out of the car.

The entire 37th floor is the office of Ante Pharmaceuticals. The man in the suit led him into the marketing department and said to the girl at the front desk:

"Annie's client is here, please let me know."

The girl at the front desk nodded slightly, and grabbed the landline to report. Suddenly, a tall woman with a white shirt and skirt came out from the inside.

She is about thirty years old, with loose blond hair, blue eyes like the sea, rippling with charming spring, exquisite and three-dimensional facial features, she is a very charming beauty.

When he walked towards him, it was as if a spring breeze was blowing on his face, and there was a temptation to make people feel hot in the lower abdomen, which attracted the male employees in the office to stare infatuatedly.

The foreign woman looked Zhang Yuanqing up and down, smiled and stretched out her hand, speaking fluent Chinese: "Hello, my name is Annie, you are younger than I thought."

"Hello, hello!" Zhang Yuanqing stretched out his hand to shake it, squeezed his soft and slippery little hand a few times unconsciously, and praised: "Your Chinese is also better than I imagined."

Hearing this, Annie showed a smug smile: "Chinese is difficult to learn, but it only took me three years to master it."

She didn't withdraw her hand, and let the young man eat tofu, her smile became more and more charming.

"Oh my God, what a woman blessed by God. Your language talent astounds me. Unlike me, I have learned a foreign language for half my life, but my pronunciation is still not standard, but I really put my heart into it, I swear." Zhang Yuan Qing said.

Annie froze for a moment, and said, "I can have a normal conversation, you don't need to speak English Chinese to me."

"Oh, god, that's really great." Zhang Yuanqing said happily.

"." Annie forced a smile: "Come with me, Mr. Tarantino is waiting for you."

Only then did Zhang Yuanqing reluctantly let go of his hand, and followed the female assistant to the interior. During this process, his gaze seemed to lose control, and he was attracted to Anne's buttocks like a magnet.

The round buttocks wrapped in the skirt, like a peach, like a full moon, brought hormonal restlessness.

this woman.
Not long after, the two stopped in the minister's office. Annie knocked on the brown wooden door lightly and said in English:

"Mr. Tarantino, your guest has arrived."

A mellow male voice came from the office: "Come in!"

Annie unscrewed the door of the office and led Zhang Yuanqing in. The office was decorated extremely luxuriously. On the right was a handmade solid wood desk with a small striped flag standing on the right corner.

On the left is the reception area, with soft sofas, glass coffee tables, wine cabinets and so on.

In front of the desk made of solid wood, sat a foreign male wearing a light-colored casual suit, with short light brown hair, three-dimensional facial features, and fine crow's feet around his eyes.

His eyes are deep and calm, revealing the vicissitudes of many things, he is a middle-aged man with a mature temperament and a taste.

Bill Tarantino got up slowly, walked towards the reception sofa, smiled and said:

"Good morning, Mr. Zhang, do you need my assistant to prepare breakfast?"

"Thank you." Zhang Yuanqing shook his head and refused, and sat down on the soft sofa.

Bill Tarantino sat down across from him, and said gently:

"Your mother and I are close partners in business. She is a very capable and powerful woman. I admire her a lot, but it is also a headache because she is always aggressive at the negotiating table.

"But she has one advantage, that is, she is very efficient, and she never does false politeness or annoying entertainment. This is a quality I have encountered that many mainland businessmen do not have."

She just wants to make money as soon as possible from you foreigners. After all, she is a workaholic who thinks it is inefficient to hold parent-teacher meetings for her son. Zhang Yuanqing complained about his mother in his heart, but smiled on his mouth:

"Tarantino, thank you for your compliment. Like my mother, I hate inefficient communication. Do you know the purpose of my visit today?"

Bill Tarantino leaned on the sofa, crossed his legs, crossed his hands on his lower abdomen, and said:

"You mean the pills for your headache?"

Zhang Yuanqing nodded:
"I'm curious about what kind of medicine this is. Except for Ante Pharmaceuticals, I can't buy it outside, and I can't find any information about it. My mother said that this is a new medicine developed by your company. To be honest, this is not convincing. I.

"The development of new drugs requires extremely high costs. A rare and unpopular disease cannot bring you huge profits."

Bill Tarantino thought for a few seconds and said:

"You are right, this medicine was not developed for your illness, it just happens to relieve your headaches, the medicine we developed is suitable for all problems in the soul and repairs the wounds suffered by the soul.

"Sorry, there is something wrong with my description, please correct me, it's spirit. In Chinese, the word spirit is more appropriate."

Applicable to the trauma suffered by the soul, Zhang Yuanqing was silent.

PS: The typo is corrected first and then corrected. Today’s Chinese test paper is very difficult. After I finished reviewing the composition topic, there are only three words in my mind: what?
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