Guidian

Mr. Zhong drove his own four laps to work.

In fact, he doesn't usually drive this car, but his two favorite cars have been sent to the repair shop by him.

This is the third and cheapest.As the president, Mr. Zhong will definitely consider how to minimize the loss.

When the light turned green, he stepped on the accelerator and started the car slowly.There was an old lady walking across the road with a cane in front of her, but Mr. Zhong saw maggot ears growing under her messy white hair, so he ran over her mercilessly.

He felt that he was so stimulated last time that he was still hallucinating.As for opening the eyes of the sky, it's just a joke.

After successfully driving the car into the parking lot, Mr. Zhong stopped in front of the elevator from the underground parking lot leading to the top floor, then walked out and came to his office building to look at the two stone lions.

The stone lions are still two stone lions, no different from other stone lions, and because this pair of stone lions are old enough, many places have been covered with beautiful paste, which looks smooth and round like transparent jade.

stone lion……

He strode into the building with big strides. After taking two steps, he stepped back and looked suspiciously at the cub under the lioness' feet.How did he remember that the little lion had its belly up before, but now it has its back up?

Mr. Zhong blinked vigorously, and the little lion turned belly up again.

It must be my own dazzled.

He re-entered the building.

The lioness breathed a sigh of relief, and stared hard at the cub. The cub stuck out his tongue innocently, and looked at his father who was playing with a ball on the other side.

Its father opened its mouth wide open stupidly, and the ball in its mouth was hanging by its lips, unable to drop it.

Mr. Zhong looked at the two elevators in front of him. It was already past the rush hour, and there were not many people waiting for the elevators.He hesitated for a moment, and walked towards the haunted one.

After parting ways that day, this innocent elevator was kicked viciously by someone, and then returned to normal, even the gluttonous patterns on it disappeared without a trace.Besides him, there were a few girls from unknown departments in the elevator. The little girls pretended to be aloof, but their red ears showed their excited hearts.He looked at the place where the long-haired girl was standing. There used to be a female ghost bound on the car by a piece of talisman, baring her teeth and claws at them.

The long-haired girl blushed completely, and ran out with hands and feet as soon as she reached her floor, and was laughed at by her colleagues.

He was the only one left in the elevator.

Mr. Zhong moved two steps to the side uncomfortably, because the place he stood was the place he stood when he cashed out the bet with someone that day. He kissed for a long time, and now he can still recall the softness of the other's lips at that time. The taste is like jelly, but it is much softer than jelly, and it also has a faint aroma, like fruity, with some floral fragrance.

He sighed, and remembered the way someone left angrily that day.

ghost?

Mr. Zhong really doesn’t believe in ghosts. He has also seen horror movies, and he will be startled by the sudden appearance of ghosts and weird music sounds. This is a natural phenomenon, but being scared does not mean that he will believe that there are ghosts in the world this kind of thing.

During this period of time, he checked a lot of surveillance cameras on the top floor, but there was nothing, not even a recording of someone's exorcism performance that night.At night, this floor is extremely quiet, not even a ghost.

Mr. Zhong is considering the possibility that that person bribed his security guard to clear the surveillance.

What is his purpose?If it's just to get... a partner... with yourself, is there a need for such a big fanfare?Moreover, someone's appearance can be regarded as a gift from heaven and man, what do you want?Why do you have to take a fancy to yourself who is so incomprehensible?

Incomprehensible style is the definition given to him by his brothers and sisters, including his former girlfriend. It is not romantic, not caring, and incomprehensible style.

Mr. Zhong got out of the elevator and saw Manager Zhang sitting in a daze at the front desk of the secretariat.

The next day after that incident, he transferred Manager Zhang from the branch to his side. Judging from this person's habit of flattering horses before, he should be very happy that he can be the assistant to the president, but this time it was not , not only unhappy, but also sad.

But the sorrow has to be endured!

Mr. Zhong entered his office and began to deal with the work of the new day.

Manager Zhang really complained. He was terrified. He shivered for a long time when he got home and couldn't sleep. He wished he could swallow a can of sleeping pills.Fortunately, there is still the amulet bought with public funds that day in his pocket, and there are unexpired talisman papers under the pillow, so he can feel a little more at ease.Anyway, he will go back to the branch after this incident, and he will not forget to make do with the head office in the future, even if it is the president, he will ignore it.

But when he received the transfer order the next day, Manager Zhang had the urge to cry.

Many colleagues came to congratulate him. Only he knew why the president transferred him. It was too sad, and he didn't want to see ghosts anymore.I don't know if Boss Tao still needs a buddy, or if I have plastic surgery, will I have the opportunity to be a buddy...

The manager of the same department saw that Manager Zhang was about to cry with the transfer order, so he came up curiously and asked, "Old Zhang, this is a good opportunity. How many of us want to make do with the boss. It's a big deal for you to be transferred to be a special assistant." Pie from the sky."

I would rather eat corn bread.

Manager Zhang shook his head in pain, "You don't understand..."

"No, did you do something... You have lost your mind, so you dare not make do with the president?" The manager approached carelessly, "Don't tell me you've ruined the president's love."

Manager Zhang twitched his fat cheeks, "Are you kidding me?"

Manager Sanba looked at him inexplicably, "Then why are you in so much pain? The thin white fat murmured: "Fuck, isn't it, this... this is too heavy..."

Manager Zhang looked at him sadly, his eyes were red, "You don't understand..."

Manager Sanba really didn't understand, and ran away rubbing goosebumps all over his body.

God, he seems to know a big news. He didn't expect that cool, handsome and domineering president to have such a hobby. How likely is it to be on top.

Well, he thinks he looks much better than Manager Zhang.

Xuanyuan Xiaotao has been making small buns, dumplings, and steamed buns at home, and this state has lasted for a week.

Yingzi looked at the nearly two-meter-high steamer on the stove, and then at the boss who was making small steamed buns with chestnut noodles, and sighed.His boss would make pasta when he was unhappy. The last time he was unhappy was decades ago. Then he made small glutinous rice balls for several days. In the end, he had indigestion and almost went to the hospital.Anyone who eats hundreds of glutinous rice balls every day will accumulate food, except his boss.

After pinching the last bit of chestnut noodles in the pot, Boss Tao finally opened his mouth, "Did anything happen that day?"

"Eastern suburb," Yingzi said hurriedly, "an abandoned villa was blown up, and it was reported on the news that it was a residual gas explosion." He was relieved, and the fact that the boss was willing to speak proved that the anger in his stomach was almost gone.

"Residual gas? The abandoned community with no villas built yet, where is the gas?" Boss Tao sneered, and placed small steamed buns on the steamer. With a flick of his hand, the steamer the size of a laundry tub was thrown onto the highest floor.

"Yes, so I sent someone to investigate, and it was said that the people who came out there were picked up by the Chang family."

Chang family?

Boss Tao squinted his eyes and thought. The Chang family is not among the four major families in the imperial capital, but it can barely be considered a marginal family. It is said that the ancestors are also very ancient, but they have not had many children, and survival is difficult.Moreover, the Chang family has always been attached to the four major families, and they have never seen any troubles on weekdays.

Could it be that the Chang family is the one who put a ban on the mother and son?

"Who is the patron saint of the Chang family?" Boss Tao asked.

Yingzi shook his head and said, "The Chang family doesn't have a patron saint."

"No? Could it be... the Chang family is the descendant of Chi You?" As far as he knew, only the descendants of Chi You did not have a patron saint, because at that time the Yellow Emperor defeated Chi You, and at the same time Chi You's family fled in all directions, and many of them belonged to the Taoist school of heaven and earth. The first branch is protected by the protection god.The other faction is Chi You's direct lineage, but it is said that they have all been wiped out, and now it suddenly appears that there is no patron saint, which makes people feel a little unbelievable.

"No, it's impossible. Go check again and find out whether they have never had a patron saint, or...the patron saint was given to them..." Xuanyuan Xiaotao narrowed her eyes, no matter what the Chang family had. The purpose is not to make mistakes in his territory.He keeps turning his eyes and closing his eyes to feel embarrassed to make trouble with these juniors, but it doesn't mean he doesn't mind.

"Yes." After Yingzi finished speaking, she exited the kitchen, clapped her hands, and transformed into a colorful parrot into the night sky.

The patron saint may have been eaten by the people he guarded, or disappeared because he had no faith at all.But no matter what, it will leave traces. If there is no one, it is unlikely.

Could it be Chi You?

Xuanyuan Xiaotao stood up and shouted, "Liu Liu?"

A white kitten jumped down from the grape arbor and turned into a beautiful silver-haired boy, looking at his boss with crystal-clear orange eyes.

"I'm going out for a while, and I've taught you and Yingzi the things in the store these few days. If someone comes to me, it's not a big deal, so you can push it to other people. Ah, if someone comes to me, you just burn it Xiang called me back."

"Someone?" Liu Liu's ethereal voice sounded, "Ji Xuanyuan?"

Xuanyuan Xiaotao paused in her footsteps, and said in a sonorous tone, "Yes, that's the socialist capitalist who insists on believing in science even though he is not scientific himself! Also, if he came to apologize, then call me back; if he came to pretend Forced, just cheat him and send him away!"

Liu Liu smiled, "It's a scam? That's Ji Xuanyuan."

"He is a good young man who believes in science now! And he smashed Lao Tzu's signboard to rule against ghosts, understand?" Boss Tao angrily stretched out his hand and tore a time-space rift under the grape trellis, "I'm leaving!"