All the staff crazily criticize the villain, only the heroine is cute

Ning Yan raised her head and glanced at the roof of the car, but found nothing.

"Stop looking, you won't be able to find it."

Sheng Yi's slightly mocking voice came over.

Ning Yan withdrew her gaze, glanced at the driver's seat, and sneered, "You even have surveillance cameras in the car. Your master's hobby is really special."

"Miss Ning is overthinking. Mr. Sheng has a lot of things to do every day. Naturally, he won't care about such small things. It's just that no matter how many bodyguards and followers are around, they can't stop those who try their best to make small moves."

Sheng Yimao worked hard, like a rooster about to ruffle his feathers and go to the battlefield, with a fierce momentum.

"You think so? Miss Ning."

Ning Yan blinked and pointed at herself, her eyes filled with questions, "What does it have to do with me?"

"You better be okay."

The two went back and forth tit-for-tat, which sounded to Scarface's ears like they were playing charades.

He tried to interrupt several times but failed to get in. It wasn't until the car finally stopped near the ghost market and he accompanied Ning Yan to get out of the car and go in to buy something that his ears truly became quiet.

The two walked to the trading area. Sheng Yi did not follow them, but chose to wait in the car.

"Why do I feel that Secretary Sheng doesn't like you very much?"

Scarface still couldn't restrain his curiosity.

Ning Yan bought some blank talisman paper and cinnabar, and was using her mobile phone to pay and transfer money. When she heard Scarface's words, she couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Scarface was puzzled: "Why are you laughing?"

Ning Yan turned around with a pile of things and shook her head, "Nothing, I just think your question is quite interesting."

Not far ahead, there were various gadgets sold to ward off evil spirits and avoid disasters. The quality seemed to be good, so she walked over quickly to pick out a few items for Li Wenwen to take with her.

Scarface was confused, still thinking about her inexplicable laughter just now, and his legs were already walking forward with the person.

"No, just tell me what you have to say. We don't know each other even if we don't fight. Even if we can't be friends, you can still satisfy my curiosity a little bit."

Ning Yan picked a few peace charms, tilted her head and glanced at the scarred face, but stopped talking.

Scarface urged, "Just tell me."

Ning Yan sighed, and his eyes suddenly became more helpless and loving when he looked at her.

"He doesn't want to see me."

Scarface: "?"

"Didn't you realize that he doesn't even want to see you?"

Scarface: "!"

"It seems that is indeed the case."

Scarface squatted beside the small stall selling things and thought for a while. When he saw Ning Yan taking the things after paying and leaving, he hurriedly stood up and followed him.

"No, it's normal for Secretary Sheng not to want to see me. Why doesn't he want to see you?"

"Why can't he not see me?" Ning Yan asked back.

Scarface squeezed to her side and counted on his fingers, "Did you just tell me that Mr. Soul-raising Yusheng gave it to you?"

Ning Yan nodded, "It was given to me."

Scarface showed an expression that was true, "Look, Mr. Sheng has arranged for me and Secretary Sheng to send you here when you come to a ghost market?"

Ning Yan continued to nod, "It is indeed true."

Scarface clapped his hands and said, "Isn't this enough? If you were an ordinary person, would Mr. Sheng need to value you so much? I was just following my master and making a living under Mr. Sheng, and we don't want to Same."

"Look, the soul-nourishing jade is so important, and it was something Mr. Sheng named me to bring back. But you snatched the jade from me, does Mr. Sheng not blame you if you find out today?"

That's because she is now a walking mood stabilizer for Sheng Mo Shu. In addition to earning more money, she is also essentially a hard worker.

Ning Yan hesitated: "That's right."

"What is considered?"

"I was kidnapped by them today and had a fierce fight before I met them. I'm not sure if this was their intention to question me at the beginning."

"Harm, you said that." Scarface scratched his head, "Those things inside can't beat you at all."

Ning Yan spread her hands: "If you can beat me, do you think I can still stand here and gossip with you now?"

Scarface had an epiphany: "That's true."

He thought for a moment, and then whispered into her ear with a mysterious face: "Actually, I can probably guess why the Holy Secretary doesn't want to see you."

Ning Yan raised her eyebrows, and then Dao Scar said cautiously: "The things you killed are said to be Secretary Sheng's food. Although the grade is not very high, it is better in quantity. The quantity should be enough for him for two months." .”

"You wiped out Secretary Sheng's two-month ration in one breath. It's surprising that he can't see you."

If only it were that simple.

Why did Sheng Yi treat her like this because she killed these rations? This is obviously because of Sheng Mo Shu.

His master was good at everything in this stupid big man's eyes. If she had a bad attitude or refused the other party's proposal, he would give her a blank look.

Sheng Yi is an old top poisonous Weijia fan.

Ning Yan rubbed her head, which had a headache. Seeing that she didn't speak, Scarface thought she was worried because she knew the truth, and was quite cheerful and comforted.

"It's okay, it's just a few brats. I heard from Mr. Sheng that you are going to do a live broadcast next. When you meet someone suitable, you can just give him a few."

Ning Yan gave him a soulless smile.

"By the way, the master you just mentioned is..."

She stared at Scarface with a look of curiosity on her face.

"My master is so awesome. Those in our profession call him Master Hushan!" Scarface was very proud. "Since we are all a family, I don't have to hide it from you. My master was married to Mr. Sheng when he was a child." It’s fate, it’s not because Mr. Sheng has been in poor health in recent years, so he invited my master over.”

Ning Yan's eyes flashed, "So powerful?!"

Scarface's voice rose: "Ang! Isn't that right! Do you still remember the mahogany sword you used me that night? That sword was carved by my master himself. It's a pity that he is not in H City during this period, otherwise I would be different I have to take you to meet his old man."

"Don't be in a hurry, I'll definitely see you when it's time to see you."

"Hahaha, there are always opportunities anyway!"

Scarface smiled happily.

The curve in Ning Yan's cheek was extremely cold.

She had probably figured out who the master Scarface was talking about. If her guess was correct, this Hushan Taoist priest was the wild Taoist priest who set up the formation in the villa.

Also, during her conversation with Sheng Moshu today, the Taoist priest was mentioned frequently by the other party.

From what happened back then and the weird villa, it can be seen that this Taoist priest is quite powerful.

If they are allies, then naturally it is best.

But if the way is different, I'm afraid it will be a little difficult.

By the time Ning Yan and Scarface came out of the ghost market after shopping, it was already an hour and a half later.

She was holding a bag of talisman-drawing tools in her left hand, and a bunch of trinkets to ward off evil spirits in her right hand. Scarface was accompanying her with even more large and small bags.

Ning Yan finally opened the car door, and when she got into the car, she couldn't help but hear Sheng Yi's scoff again.

"Secretary Sheng, are you feeling uncomfortable in your throat or nose? Do you want me to catch two little guys to patch it up for you another day?"

Her words sounded very thoughtful.

Sheng Yi, who was sitting in the driver's seat, had a stiff face, and Ning Yan looked at Ning Yan slowly without looking back. There was no expression on his face, and his body didn't make many unnecessary movements, but Ning Yan could tell that he was looking at her. curse.

"Secretary Sheng, please don't be polite to me. I actually feel sorry for you today. I really don't want to kill all those things, but I have to escape."

Ning Yan pretended not to see the anger gathering in the other person's eyes, and said to herself: "Tell me what flavor you like to eat. I know you are very particular about eating these things. Some ghosts taste like fruits. Some of them are very smelly. If you tell me, I will remember it. Next time..."

"No need." Sheng Yi suddenly turned his head back.

The movement of turning his head was extremely smooth, faster than Ning Yan had ever seen.

She blinked, "Huh? What did you say?"

"No!"

Sheng Yi gritted his teeth.

Although he is a deadpool, he is also a dignified and thoughtful deadpool. Don't even think about bribing him with such small favors!

"Then you said you didn't want it, but it's not that I don't want to compensate you."

Ning Yan curled her lips, and the scarred face, who had been silently paying attention to the two of them since they rushed into the car, trembled his shoulders.

The latter was stunned and just about to intervene to offer some words of advice, Sheng stepped on the accelerator and flew out.

have to.

He'd better shut up.

After all, Secretary Sheng's hands and feet are not very flexible, so it would be unsafe if they started arguing while driving.

There was a rare silence on the way back.

Without the pure music, Ning Yan huddled in the back seat and took a nap. When she woke up, she saw the car driving towards the building where she lived.

Scarface looked at the pile of things at hand and subconsciously wanted to help, "Shall I help you carry it up?"

Ning Yan shook her head, "Thank you, but no need. It looks like a lot but it's not heavy. It's already so late. You should go back quickly."

She was carrying things left and right and was about to go upstairs. Unexpectedly, the person in the driver's seat suddenly opened the car door.

"Miss Ning!" Sheng got out of the car.

Ning Yan turned around, a little surprised, "What's wrong?"

Sheng Yi asked: "I will give you the new contract in three days. Do you want to sign it at Tiandu Entertainment or just find a coffee shop?"

"Is there any difference?" She was stunned for a moment.

Sheng Yi looked at the content on his phone and explained sternly, "Mr. Sheng said that if you don't want people to know that you have a relationship with him, just find a coffee shop with few people, or send the contract directly to your home."

He paused, as if he didn't quite understand Sheng Moshu's behavior, and continued: "But Mr. Sheng said that if you want to make Zhao Xin unhappy, he will go to Tiandu Entertainment to sign the contract on the day. Arrange a good show.”

Ning Yan was shocked.

She remembered that although she and Sheng Moshu talked about contract renewal today, she never mentioned Zhao Xin, an idiot, to him at all. How did Sheng Moshu know about it?

"Ms. Ning, don't get me wrong. Zhao Xin has serious problems with his style and conduct. We found out a few days ago that he abused his power as vice president. We will not continue to keep such an employee in the company."

"Mr. Sheng said that he definitely didn't want to..." because he found out that Zhao Xin was slandering you behind your back.

Sheng Yi looked at the phone screen and read this, and his voice stopped suddenly.

Scarface stood aside and ate silently from the beginning to the end. At this moment, his eyes were as wide as bells, looking back and forth between the two of them in disbelief.

Ning Yan found it funny, "So what does he want to do?"

If it weren't for Deadpool's body temperature not being affected by his mood, Sheng Yi would have been sweating profusely by now. He clenched his phone and was still trying to argue: "Anyway, Zhao Xin's matter has nothing to do with you. If you want to watch the fun, just go there that day." Tiandu, if you don’t want to see it..."

"Okay, okay, I understand."

Ning Yan finally understood, "Sheng Moshu didn't mess with Zhao Xin just to vent my anger, he just did it for the sake of the company. Is that what you meant?"

Sheng Yi: "..."

"Okay, you can go back. By the way, let me tell your master, I'm an adult now. I will avenge myself. There is no need for him to help me."

"But I will go and watch the excitement that day. I really like adding insult to injury."

"Hey...you..."

Sheng watched as Ning Yan turned around and walked into the apartment hall carrying large and small bags.

The words in her throat that wanted to remind her to reply to Sheng Mo Shu failed to come out.

He held his cell phone and looked at the latest messages sent by the contact with the note "Mr. Sheng", and suddenly felt at a loss.

[Mr. Sheng]: How is it? Did she believe it?

Sheng Yi thought about the scene just now 800 times, and gave an uncertain reply with stiff fingers: "You should believe it." ]

Sheng Moshu on the other end of the phone stared at the words "should" and "maybe" and frowned for a long time, but couldn't think of a reason.

As soon as I thought about it, I made a call directly.

Sheng Mo Shu: "What is should? What is right?"

Sheng Yi swallowed: "That's right, Miss Ning originally said that she believed you were only doing it for the company, not for her."

Sheng Moshu was silent.

"What did you say? Did you follow the words I sent you?"

"That's right, it's just..." Sheng Yi's CPU was about to be burned out.

He did read according to the words, but the problem lies in his reading according to the words.

Even when mentioning Zhao Xin, Sheng Mo Shu was also added. This simply means that there are three hundred taels of silver in this place.

Sheng Yi hesitated.

Sheng Moshu probably guessed the possible outcome. He put one hand on his forehead and held up the phone with the other, his expression a little speechless.

After all, he had forgotten that Sheng Yi was still a deadpool after all.

No matter how brilliant Sheng Yi is at work, the fact that he has low emotional intelligence cannot be erased.

"Forget it, just tell me, what did she choose in the end?"

"Miss Ning said that the contract will be signed in Tiandu."

"Okay, get ready to go."

Sheng Moshu hung up the phone, and the fingertips that were originally pressed against his forehead had moved to his temples. He took a deep breath, frowned slightly and rubbed it.

The smell of smoke in the room was very strong, and there were three or four burnt sticks of smoke in the trash can beside the table.

Sheng Mo Shu took another smoke from the medicine folder on the table. He stood up and opened the window, stood sideways by the window, lowered his head and lit this one.