Black donkey hoof flagship store

Early the next morning, Wan Teng Lin Mu was going to visit this Yuanshang to invest.

The location is near Financial Street. Wanqi Linmu drove Luoshen's limited-edition Maserati, took Luoshen and Chi Yang with him, and there was no traffic jam all the way, but when he approached Yuanshang Investment, the front was blocked.

The car was motionless, as if parked in a large parking lot.

Wan Teng Lin Mu lowered the car window, poked his head out, and looked in front of him: "This traffic jam? This time is not the rush hour for work."

Wan Teng Lin Mu deliberately staggered the rush hour of work, in order not to get together with white-collar workers and get stuck in traffic.

Unexpectedly, after all the calculations, it was still blocked.

Luo Shen said, "Is there an accident ahead?"

Wan Teng Lin Mu didn't know that there was no end to the traffic jam, and he couldn't see the front at a glance, so he could only sit here and wait obediently.

After waiting for about half an hour, the car didn't move at all, and then moved a little bit, like an old bullock cart, crawling forward.

After approaching Yuanshang to invest, Wanqi Linmu finally knew the cause of the traffic jam.

It turned out that it wasn't rush hour, and there was no traffic accident, but people gathered downstairs of Yuanshang Investment, holding signs and shouting.

"Pay back! Pay back!"

"fraud company!"

"Pay back the money!"

Wan Teng Linmu parked his car in the parking lot of Yuanshang Company, surrounded by crowds on the third floor outside the entrance.

Everyone was holding signs, shouting non-stop, and everyone was emotional.

"what happened?"

The specific situation is not clear, but the security guards have been dispatched to stop the group of passionate demonstrators outside.

— Pay back the money!Pay back!Give us back our hard earned money!

——Liar company, forcing people to jump off the building!

——Liars will die!

Wanqi Linmu took a few glances and walked into the building invested by Yuanshang.

Because they were driving luxury cars, the security guards did not stop them after they entered the door. The lady at the front desk came over and said in a very friendly voice, "Gentlemen, do you have an appointment?"

Wan Teng Linmu: "There is no appointment."

"That's it," said the front desk lady, "It's okay, please register here for a while."

Wan Teng Lin Mu followed the front desk lady to register, and tentatively said, "What's going on outside?"

The lady at the front desk smiled and said, "It's just a group of people who are dissatisfied with life. Don't worry about it, sir. The security guards will drive them away in a while."

Blow them all away?

Wan Teng Lin Mu looked back, it didn't look like he could be blown away, there were a lot of people, and they were very emotional.

This distant business investment does not seem to be a serious place. They saw such a scene when they came.

Maybe this place really has something to do with locker 14.

"I'm coming!"

"Liar! It's him! Here we come!"

"Catch him, don't let him get away!"

Before the forest trees were registered, they heard shouts, and there was a commotion behind them. The demonstrators began to commotion, swarming like bees.

It turned out that a car drove over.

The car is like a magnet, and those demonstrators are fans.

Swah——

All the iron powder came from all directions, tightly sticking to the car.

The car could hardly move an inch.

beep beep-

The car whistled sharply.

humming-! !

Deliberately slammed down on the accelerator and sprinted forward.

The crowd did not dodge, but hugged the car tightly.

"Do not be afraid!"

"We fought him hard!!"

"The vampire has sucked away our hard-earned money. He will die anyway. We will fight him!! Let him die too!"

No matter how the car stepped on the accelerator, the crowd would not disperse, as if they were going to die together. Some people climbed onto the roof of the car, stretched their limbs, and hugged the roof tightly.

Wan Teng Lin Mu looked stunned: "What's going on?"

Chi Yang scratched the glass in bewilderment, and looked outside: "My God, these people don't even want their lives. It seems that they really got cheated out of a lot of money."

Beep beep——! !

"Go away!"

"Get out of the way!"

"I don't care if I bump into you!"

A hand was stretched out from the car, because the crowd was too close together, Wan Teng Linmu couldn't see who it was.

The man shouted and waved vigorously to drive the crowd away, but the crowd was agitated and it didn't work at all.

"Beep beep beep—"

"Boss, what should I do, I can't drive through!"

The boss sitting in the back seat frowned: "Stop the car, turn on the central lock, and I'll get off here."

The driver said: "Boss, no way, there are too many people outside, if you go down..."

"It's okay, stop the car, you can't drive in anyway."

The driver nodded, "click!" and opened the central lock.

The boss in the back seat didn't need to open the door, and the crowd already pulled the door open angrily.

"fraud!"

"vampire!!"

"Give us back our money! Give us back our hard-earned money!"

The back door of the car opened, like a drop of water, fell into the frying pan.

The crowd boiled instantly, roaring angrily.

"Don't go! Pay us back!"

"You devil!! Don't you have any conscience!"

"Someone has committed suicide by jumping off a building! You will be punished!!"

bang——

The crowd kept moving, and soon moved to the door.

The security guards inside the glass door rushed out to meet their boss.

bang——

The gate was opened, and the demonstrators kept pushing through the gate.

Like a zombie blockbuster in the last days, arms and legs stretched into the glass door, scratching frantically.

Snapped!

The man's sunglasses were knocked off and fell to the ground.

Without the siege of the demonstrators and the cover of the sunglasses, the face was finally exposed...

"Mr. Shang?"

Chi Yang opened his big black eyes and looked at the "vampire" who walked in with surprise.

Mr. Shang got rid of those demonstrators, brushed the dust off his body in distaste, walked forward with a frown, and raised his head in surprise when he heard a voice: "Why are you here?"

It's really Mr. Shang.

The liar and vampire that the demonstrators were talking about turned out to be Mr. Shang.

Wan Teng Linmu pointed to the logo of COSCO Investment in the lobby: "This COSCO, isn't it your company?"

Mr. Shang nodded: "It's my company. If you come here, don't you know it's my company?"

Wan Teng Lin Mu: "..." I really don't know.

Mr. Shang dusted off his clothes, and the demonstrators were howling outside the glass door, but Mr. Shang had become well-dressed, with his hands in his pockets, and said, "What's the matter?"

"Oh—I see," Mr. Shang still laughed, his mood not affected at all: "You must have come to me to discuss the M&A contract of Happy Cemetery, right?"

"And the cutie..."

Mr. Shang turned to look at Chi Yang: "You must have missed me."

He even winked Chi Yang's eyes, and the breath of yuppie came over his face, he was definitely a bad man who made people's heart beat.

After Mr. Shang finished talking about Wanqi Linmu and Chi Yang, he turned his attention to Luo Shen, wanting to tease them one by one.

After organizing the language for a long time, I suddenly felt a little nervous when I saw the man with a gentle smile on his face, which was actually not warm.

He still remembered that Luo Shen got a group of reporters brought by Tang Xiaoxia with a single phone call. How many contacts would it take to do this?

Anyway, I can't do it myself.

"Cough!" Mr. Shang coughed, "Come upstairs and have a cup of tea."

Mr. Shang led the crowd to the elevator. The transparent sightseeing elevator overlooks the entire bustling financial street.

But the street scene at this moment is not very good.

——Kill for life!

——The liar pays back the money!

—Vampire, give us back our hard-earned money!

The demonstrators held huge banners and kept yelling.

The sightseeing elevator is very soundproof, so you can't hear those roars, but even if you don't hear them, you can still see the angry expressions and mouth shapes of the crowd, as well as those dazzling big slogans.

Mr. Shang looked indifferent, looking down at the crowd indifferently.

Wan Teng Lin Mu said: "You seem to be very familiar with this kind of scene. How many bad things have you done?"

Mr. Shang smiled, as if Wan Teng Linmu's words were a compliment: "As a businessman, there is no one who has done something wrong, right?"

Ding--

The top floor has arrived.

Mr. Shang walked out of the elevator first, and made a gesture of invitation: "Come in."

Taking the lead in sitting on the majestic boss chair, Mr. Shang gracefully folded his legs and pressed the intercom: "Bring some drinks to the guests."

The sweet secretary's female voice came: "Okay, Mr. Shang."

Mr. Shang laughed: "How about it? How about my place? Are you qualified enough to take over your happy cemetery?"

Wan Teng Linmu: "You may have misunderstood, I am not here to discuss mergers and acquisitions with you."

"What is that for?" Mr. Shang suddenly realized, "You can't fall in love with..." Me?

Mr. Shang wanted to make fun of Wanqi Linmu.

He's a bad guy after all.

But before Mr. Shang finished speaking, he suddenly felt someone staring at him, turned his head slightly, and it turned out to be Luo Shen.

Luo Shen looked at Mr. Shang with a "cold" smile and a "friendly" look.

Mr. Shang's words got stuck in his throat in an instant, as if he had swallowed a capsule, but he didn't send it down, and he drank all the water in his hand, stuck in his throat, that feeling...

knock knock!

"Mr. Shang, your drink."

The female secretary came in with a tray and put the drinks on the table one by one.

Mr. Shang couldn't help but pick up the drink, drank it in one gulp, swallowed several times, and then swallowed the invisible capsule stuck in his throat.

Chi Yang opened his eyes wide, and Mr. Shang seemed very thirsty.

"Cough!" Mr. Shang changed the subject abruptly: "So, why did you come to me?"

Wanqi Linmu didn't talk nonsense and got straight to the point.

Bang!

A bag was placed on the table.

Tattered white paper bag.

There must have been some heavy object in full bloom before, and it has been twisted and deformed.

A huge LOGO is printed on the front of the paper bag.

——Distant business investment.

Mr. Shang glanced at it: "This is our company's promotional paper bag."

Wan Teng Linmu: "We found this paper bag at the subway station."

"Subway station?" Mr. Shang said with a smile: "We have a lot of employees in Yuanshang, and there are also many people who take the subway. It should be everywhere, right?"

"Mr. Shang may have heard of the recent subway incident. In order to buy my happy cemetery, didn't you invite many writers to write ghost stories on my forum?"

Mr. Shang didn't speak.

Wan Teng Linmu continued: "This paper bag was taken out of the locker in the subway."

Mr. Shang frowned, but still didn't speak.

Wan Tenglin Mu said concisely: "There is a problem with the bag."

Mr. Shang laughed: "What could be wrong with this bag?"

"Mr. Shang has seen a lot yesterday. There are many things. I don't think I need to explain more to you, right?"

Met yesterday...

Mr. Shang was attacked by an evil spirit in the subway and opened his eyes after fainting. The driver once suspected that Mr. Shang was suffering from mental problems due to too much work pressure, so he made an appointment with a psychologist.

"This matter is also related to Yuanshang Investment," said Wan Qilinmu, "We want Mr. Shang to cooperate."

"Ah--"

Mr. Shang disapproved: "I'm sorry, I really have nothing to cooperate with. Yuanshang is in the investment business, not in the psychic business. If you want to sell me the happy cemetery, I welcome it at any time."

Di-

Mr. Shang pressed the intercom: "Do I have a schedule for a while?"

The voice of the female secretary said: "Some business owners have a conference call at 11 o'clock and have lunch with Ms. Liu from Company M at 12 o'clock. In the afternoon..."

Mr. Shang said: "I'm still busy, so I'll see off the guests first."

As he spoke, he stood up and showed a smile: "Oh, by the way, I hope you don't come to me except to discuss the cemetery in the future."

The secretary came in from the outside and said with a smile: "Three gentlemen, this way please, I will take a few downstairs."

bang——

When the three of Wan Teng and Lin Mu left, Mr. Shang closed the office door and said to himself, "I don't know why."

Mr. Shang sat back on the majestic boss chair, turned the chair leisurely, suddenly his head became heavy, and he fainted for no reason.

The sudden onset of narcolepsy did not give Mr. Shang a chance to react.

Little golden retriever?

No, it's Chi Yang.

Mr. Shang saw the hallucination again, this time it was Chi Yang again, just like last time, lingering and romantic.

In the future dream, the relationship between myself and Chi Yang is one step closer, and Chi Yang is as obedient as a kitten, no, like a little milk dog.

Swah——

Suddenly, the scene suddenly changed.

Mr. Shang was lying on the ground, which was bitingly cold.

Di-

There is a mechanical metallic sound - please swipe your card again!

subway?

Mr. Shang was lying on the floor of the subway, looking at the dark ceiling, lying powerlessly.

The warm liquid lay down from his body, one after another, gathering and flowing on the cold ground.

is blood……

He was so weak that he couldn't call for help.

Mr. Shang saw a black figure wrapped in a windbreaker and buried his face in his collar. He walked over leisurely and stood beside Mr. Shang, looking down at his dying expression art.

ho-

ho-

There was blood in Mr. Shang's throat, which was blocked in his throat and he couldn't swallow. He kept coughing into his throat.

No one helped him.

Sombra was still admiring his dying appearance.

With all his strength, Mr. Shang tilted his head.

Blinded by blood stains, he caught a glimpse of the dark corner of the wall.

Locker No. 14, with its mouth wide open like the fangs of a wild beast.

In the darkness, a white Yuanshang Investment paper bag was quietly lying in locker No. 14...

"Hoo!!!"

Mr. Shang took a sharp breath and woke up violently from his dream.

"Mr. Shang!?"

"Boss Shang, are you awake?"

"Mr. Shang, your narcolepsy has struck again! I have already called the doctor..."

Mr. Shang's eyes were out of focus, and he calmed down for about half a minute before he really woke up.

He touched his temples, there was no blood, but cold sweat.

A cold sweat.

Bang!

Mr. Shang stood up and said in a panic, "Did the guest just leave?"

"You...you mean," said the secretary, "Mr. Wancheng?"

"That's right, it's them."

"It's been gone, about... half an hour."

In desperation, Mr. Shang pushed the secretary away, grabbed the car keys and rushed out of the office.

"business……"

"Mr. Shang!"

"You can't drive!"

"You have narcolepsy, you can't drive!"

The secretary chased after him, but Mr. Shang ran very fast, striding down the stairs.

The demonstrators downstairs were still surrounding the building, Mr. Shang rushed out from inside, and those demonstrators rushed up immediately.

"Liar! The liar is out!"

"Liar! Don't let him be afraid!"

"Pay us back!! You vampire, liar! You're going to die!"

Die badly—

Die badly——! !

The three of Wan Teng and Lin Mu left Yuanshang to invest, and they didn't go far. It was almost noon, and everyone was hungry, so they planned to find a restaurant for a light meal.

The three of them sat in the coffee shop, and Chi Yang sighed and said, "There are so many people demonstrating downstairs in Yuanshang, and they all say that Mr. Shang is a liar. Is Mr. Shang really a liar?"

Wan Teng Linmu said: "Anyway, he doesn't look like a serious person."

After a pause, Wan Teng Lin Mu said again: "Which direction should we investigate now?"

Just after he finished speaking, he said, "Huh?" and pointed out the window: "Is that Mr. Shang?"

Mr. Shang parked his car on the side of the road, seemed to be in a hurry, looking for something, rushed out of the car, and looked around back and forth.

suddenly!

Mr. Shang passed through the floor-to-ceiling glass of the coffee shop, saw the Wanqi forest, and immediately rushed over happily.

Jingle——

The door of the coffee shop was pushed open, and Mr. Shang rushed in impatiently.

"Finally found you!"

Wan Teng Linmu wondered: "What are you looking for us for?"

Luo Shen smiled and said, "Mr. Shang told us to leave just now."

Mr. Shang: "..."

Mr. Shang pulled out his chair and sat down: "I would like to cooperate with you."

Wan Teng Lin Mu Jue Ran: "I don't want to sell the cemetery."

Mr. Shang rubbed his forehead: "I didn't mention the cemetery."

Chi Yang blinked his big eyes: "Then what did Mr. Shang say?"

With a pure face, he stabbed the knife: "Didn't Mr. Shang say just now that if it's not about cooperation in the cemetery, don't we meet in the future?"

Mr. Shang: "..." The cutie can't be messed with, because she holds grudges!

Mr. Shang slapped his face on the spot, and his face hurt a lot, but he had no choice but to endure the pain, and smiled dryly: "The cooperation I mentioned is actually...the No. 14 locker you mentioned."

"Oh—" Wan Teng Lin Mu nodded: "Mr. Shang, what did you think of?"

Mr. Shang rubbed his forehead: "I really don't know about the locker, and I don't know why this bag appeared in the subway. Everyone in our company has this paper bag, take it as you like!"

Wan Teng Lin Mu said: "Then why did you suddenly find us and want to cooperate?"

Mr. Shang didn't speak for a while, Luo Shen smiled faintly, and pointed it out: "It seems to be narcolepsy."

Mr. Shang: "..."

Mr. Shang was defeated and nodded: "Yes, it's narcolepsy."

"I had a dream just now. I dreamed that I was dead, lying next to the lockers in the subway station, and I could see locker No. 14 from one side. The door of the locker was opened, and there was a white paper bag from my company inside. "

"What else did you see?" Wan Teng Lin Mu asked.

"I also saw..." Mr. Shang recalled carefully: "There was a black figure standing next to me, he bowed his head... admiring me."

Yes, appreciate it.

"The black shadow is wrapped tightly, the face is not clearly visible, and the whole face is hidden behind the collar of the windbreaker."

When everyone heard it, they looked at each other.

What Mr. Shang saw was that evil spirit.

If Mr. Shang's narcolepsy could really predict the future, then what he dreamed was that he was killed by an evil spirit.

No wonder he was so slapped in the face, he said half an hour ago that he didn't want to see each other, and half an hour later he chased after him.

Mr. Shang said: "You come to me, don't you just want to cooperate? Okay, I will cooperate with you!"

"But... as a condition," Mr. Shang finally got to the point: "You must protect me."

"Protect you?" Wan Qilin looked up and down the tall Mr. Shang: "Don't you have a lot of bodyguards? The demonstrators at the gate of your company can't squeeze in. I think they are quite professional."

Mr. Shang waved his hand and said, "That's different. I can tell that you are different. Isn't your cemetery... different?"

Thinking of the horrific scenes he saw last night, Mr. Shang felt a little bad in his stomach, with acid regurgitation and vomiting...

Mr. Shang lowered his voice, as if he was a spy: "You are not ordinary people, are you?"

Wan Teng Lin Mu: "..." Has this kid watched too many American dramas?

Wan Tenglinmu smiled: "I see, Mr. Shang must have done a lot of bad things, right? Otherwise, why are you so afraid of ghosts knocking on the door?"

Mr. Shang crossed his arms, with an indifferent look on his face: "What's wrong with you? Never done it."

Wan Teng Lin Mu nodded: "Oh, I've said that a lot."

Breath cannot deceive people. Mr. Shang's breath just now is obviously deceiving, and his rank is extremely low.

Mr. Shang: "..."

Mr. Shang had no choice but to say, "I have indeed done some... a little immoral things, but they are all harmless."

Mr. Shang stated: "In the matter of locker No. 14, I really have nothing to worry about, and I am also very puzzled."

What he said this time was the truth, and Wancheng Linmu didn't smell fake.

"I cooperate with you and know everything," Mr. Shang said. "You protect me, and we cooperate to resolve this matter as soon as possible. Isn't everyone happy?"

Mr. Shang hooked his fingers at Wanqi Linmu, and said in a low voice: "The subway station is next to your cemetery, and the transportation is much more convenient. If you can't solve it, I believe it will also affect the turnover of your cemetery, right?"

indeed so.

If it wasn't for the impact on the turnover, why would Wan Teng Lin Mu come out to meddle in his own business?

Mr. Shang said: "Mutual benefit and reciprocity, there is no loss in investing."

Wan Teng Lin Mu thought for a while, then glanced at Chi Yang and Luo Shen.

Chi Yang is "stupid", the boss is always right.

Luo Shen, on the other hand, had a doting face and never refuted Wan Teng Lin Mu's decision.

Wan Teng Linmu nodded: "Yes, yes, but I have one condition."

He said, stood up, and hooked his fingers at Mr. Shang.

Wan Teng Lin Mu is handsome, usually lazy and arrogant, giving people the illusion of superciliousness, suddenly hooked his fingers at Mr. Shang, and "smiled back", Mr. Shang almost gave him a shock.

Most importantly...

The back of the head was poked a few more times.

An ice pick-like gaze.

Looking back, no surprises, it was Luo Shen staring at him friendly.

The pressure is a bit high, and I don't want to pass it.

Seeing that he was not moving, Wan Teng Lin Mu urged: "Come here!"

Mr. Shang: "..." The ice pick was poking the back of his head again.

Under the tremendous pressure, Mr. Shang stood up and walked to Wanqi Linmu.

Wan Teng Lin Mu raised his hand, and gave him a good shoulder hook, and dragged him to the corner of the coffee shop, and the two of them were together.

Wan Teng Lin Mu clasped his hands together and approached Mr. Shang's ear.

Mr. Shang: "..." The ice pick came again, and the head was almost pierced through!

Wan Teng Lin Mu whispered, "You said you can see the future?"

"Really," Mr. Shang nodded, "otherwise why would I come to you, it's true."

Wan Tenglinmu said again: "The stocks you speculate will also rise sharply in the future?"

Mr. Shang swears, and he is a little proud when he mentions this: "I usually disdain to buy stocks that don't rise threefold."

Snapped!

Wan Teng Linmu snapped his fingers: "Then tell me a stock, which one can I buy to make a lot of money? Tell me, and I will promise to protect you."

"This..." Mr. Shang was a little embarrassed: "But I haven't dreamed of doing stocks recently."

"Tsk!" Wan Teng Linmu was stunned: "Disappointing, what dreams have you been having recently, except that you were killed."

also did...

A lingering dream with Chi Yang.

Naturally, Mr. Shang would not tell this to Wanqi Linmu, as if he remembered something: "I really dreamed about you."

"Dreamed of me?" Wan Teng Linmu was surprised, and looked Mr. Shang up and down with perverted eyes.

Mr. Shang waved his hand: "That's not what I meant. Apart from dreaming of you, I also dreamed of Luo Shen. You..."

Wan Teng Lin Mu: "You dreamed of me and Luo Shen? What are we doing?"

Mr. Shang nodded and said, "Good question."

"The key is what to do." Mr. Shang deliberately bit one word, and added: "It's quite intense."

After speaking, he turned his head and walked back.

Wan Teng Lin Mu: "..." What, what?

Goosebumps were faintly creeping up on his back, and Wan Teng Lin Mu felt his cheeks were inexplicably hot, and he said to himself: "I don't understand, I don't understand."

When Wan Teng Lin Mu came back, Luo Shen glanced at him faintly, with a strong sour smell on his body: "Boss and Mr. Shang, the chat seems to be quite speculative?"

Mr. Shang immediately waved his hands with interest: "No speculation, no speculation."

Mr. Shang needs protection. He just moved out of the Cemetery Hotel overnight last night, and he will move back to live again today.

Even if there is a strange lady in the hotel who is pulling her intestines and jumping rubber bands; a strange kid playing football with her head in her arms;

Mr. Shang stood at the front desk of the lobby on the first floor of the hotel, took a deep breath, and prepared to die bravely.

"That... Mr. Shang."

The little girl at the front desk smiled apologetically: "The hotel rooms are fully booked. If you don't make an appointment, it will take August 8th to be able to check in."

Mr. Shang: "Eight..." I have died eight times already, right?

It is estimated that the grass on the grave is three feet high!

"I just moved out last night." Mr. Shang protested, "The house is booked out so soon?"

The little girl at the front desk smiled apologetically again: "I'm really sorry, the room is already full."

Wan Teng Linmu came over leisurely from the side: "It's okay, I have a house here, but because it is a special house, the price is the same as the VVIP's cemetery panoramic suite, which is more expensive, and the rent has to be paid in one lump sum, I don't know Mr. Shang..."

"I'll pay!" Mr. Shang agreed without hesitation.

"Come on!" Wan Teng Lin Mu put on a courteous smile and said with a smile: "Guest, come with me."

Mr. Shang followed Wanqi Linmu out of the hotel, and the guest carried his luggage, walked along the long graveyard path, past the haunted house full of voices and screams, and finally came to a dilapidated office building.

Mr. Shang: "..." This is...?

Wan Teng Lin Mu solemnly introduced: "This is the staff apartment of Happy Cemetery."

The office building of Happy Cemetery was transformed into a haunted house. Later, for convenience, Wanqi Linmu divided another office building, which can also be used as an apartment for employees.

The apartment has just been built, and the smell has dissipated, and everyone is just about to move in today, so it is usually more spacious.

Chi Yang, who is rich and powerful, has already bought furniture and other things.

When they went out to find Yuanshang for investment, they had already moved everyone into their new home.

A simple three-story tube building.

It should be a villa, but the shape is an old-fashioned tube building.

Wan Teng Linmu brought Mr. Shang into the door, and warmly introduced: "Guest, your room is on the second floor, single room, I will take you there."

The corridor on the second floor was very narrow, and the floor was a bit damp just after it was built, and it creaked and creaked when stepped on.

squeak-

Wan Tenglin pushed open the door of a room, a small single room of ten square meters, with narrow windows, like the small transom of a prison.

A single bed with a width of 1.2 meters.

A broken table.

A broken chair.

Other than that, there is nothing else, it makes the ten-square-meter single room look huge, and the decoration style is simply amazing!

Wan Teng Linmu smiled: "Your room is [-] yuan a day, starting from January..."

beep beep-

Wan Teng Linmu pressed the calculator on his mobile phone: "The total is 150 million yuan. Only credit cards and transfers are accepted. Huabei and credit cards need to pay additional handling fees... Oh, by the way, we also support cash."

"Wait!" Mr. Shang stopped him: "Just... right here?"

Wan Teng Linmu nodded: "Our rooms are in short supply. As you know, in addition to normal employees in hotels and haunted houses, there are also some special employees who need to live in apartment buildings. there is none left."

Mr. Shang gritted his teeth: "...I live!"

Wan Teng Lin Mu smiled all over his face: "How do I pay?"

Mr. Shang seemed to have had a piece of flesh gouged out: "Transfer..."

"Okay, you sweep me."

beep --

[Receipt] 1500000 yuan has been collected.

After the payment is completed, Wanqi Linmu makes a small fortune, and the family reminds: "Oh, by the way, there is a couple living next door to you. There may be a little noise at night. You also know each other. We met yesterday, with a big tongue and a big head. .”

Mr. Shang: "..."

Wan Teng Lin Mu looked at the payment reminder on his mobile phone, and walked back happily.

click-

He unscrewed the bedroom door and walked in.

Before living in the office building, because there were not enough rooms, Wan Qi Lin Mu and Luo Shen lived together all the time, but now it is different, they moved into a new apartment building today, there are enough rooms, so naturally they will not live together.

Wan Teng Lin Mu walked into the room and closed the door.

The lighting in the room was poor, and it was so dark that we couldn't see clearly.

click...

With a soft sound, the bathroom in the bedroom was pushed open, revealing a trace of warm light inside.

Wan Teng Lin Mu squinted to see, sleeping in his own room?

Also used the bathroom?

Hot steam came out from the crack in the bathroom door, and as the crack in the door got wider and wider, someone collapsed out of it.

Wearing a bathrobe, with a hazy heat, the whole room is steaming and warm.

"Rosan!"

Wan Teng Linmu: "Did you go to the wrong room? Is this my room...or is the hot water in your room broken?"

Luo Shen came out while wiping his head, and as he raised his hand to wipe his head, the black bathrobe was pulled by him, and a hormonal breath burst out like sea waves.

Wan Teng Lin Mu almost reached out to cover his nose, choked to death, and was about to suffocate to death. If he smelled like this, he might be drowned by hormones!

Luo Shen smiled: "My room is occupied by Mu Mu."

Mumu?

I almost forgot that Mumu was the little orange cat raised by Luo Shen.

Because it was so similar to Wanqi Linmu's name, Wanqi Linmu always thought that Luo Shen was calling him.

Luo Shen spoke without shame, without blushing and heartbeat: "Mumu wants a room of her own, but the other rooms are all full, so I have to live with the boss, the boss won't mind?"

Wan Teng Lin Mu: "..." Is it reasonable to live in a room for a cat?

"But……"

Just as Wan Teng and Lin Mu said two words, Luo Shen already let out a "shh--" and pressed his index finger on his lips, making a silent movement.

The abstinence slowly became full, like a holy priest.

Wan Teng Lin Mu smelled a sweet smell, wafting from his body...

Mr. Shang lived in the staff apartment of Happy Cemetery, and since then...

— go away!Take the intestines away!

——I don't want to play football, leave me alone!

——Your eyeball fell into my water glass, what the hell!

I have to say that Mr. Shang's adaptability is quite strong, and he got used to it after two days.

"Mr. Shang."

Knock knock knock!

Chi Yang knocked on Mr. Shang's door.

Mr. Shang hadn't gotten up early yet, and with a chicken coop on his head: "Who is it... early in the morning."

Click!

As soon as the door was opened, Mr. Shang's drowsiness disappeared immediately, and he quickly brushed his messy hair twice.

Spread out a charming peacock smile: "Little cutie, why did you come to me early in the morning?"

Chi Yang said seriously: "Mr. Shang, there will be a wave of tourist groups coming to the cemetery today. The boss said that he has no time to take care of Mr. Shang, so he asked Mr. Shang to stay in the room as much as possible and not go out, so as not to cause trouble."

Creating trouble……

Mr. Shang: "..."

galla...

It seemed that he had stepped on something. Mr. Shang looked down, and there was something caught in the crack of the door. Following the opening of the door just now, something fell down and was stepped on by Mr. Shang.

Is it an envelope?

Mr. Shang bent down and picked it up, the white envelope.

There was a small card inside, and he opened it casually——die! !

There is only one large blood-red character on the card, which is dazzling and pungent.

"What is this?" Chi Yang opened his eyes wide, looking at the card.

Mr. Shang shrugged his shoulders: "A threatening letter?"

"Threatening letter?"

"It's a boring prank," Mr. Shang said as usual, "I've received this kind of thing before, and it's easy to eat."

Chi Yang looked suspiciously at Mr. Shang: "Did Mr. Shang do something very bad, that's why someone sent you such a threatening letter?"

Mr. Shang smiled "heh--", showing his evil and wild charm, he slammed the wall on the door, and said in a low voice: "I will only do... very bad things to you."

Chi Yang looked confused, and tilted his head, like a little golden retriever, with big wet eyes, looking at Mr. Shang with dark eyes: "It's a very bad thing, what exactly is it?"

"Cough!" This early in the morning is about to become a restriction.

Wan Teng Lin Mu is very busy today, so he can't follow Mr. Shang. The matter of locker No. 14 can only be continued after receiving the group of tour groups.

Let Chi Yang be responsible for protecting Mr. Shang's safety.

Mr. Shang stayed in the apartment all morning, a little bored.

"Little cutie, I haven't experienced your haunted house yet, it's fine anyway, why don't we go and have fun?"

Chi Yang shook his head: "Don't go, the boss told you to stay in the room and not go out."

Mr. Shang said: "This is your cemetery, and I won't go out. How could something happen. Don't worry."

"Besides," Mr. Shang patted his chest, "I'm a reliable man. If something happens, I'll protect you."