Overhead currents are heavenly masters

It is rare for Guan Yunheng to come to the company today.He prefers to work remotely from home, so that he can arrange his daily time flexibly.Even if there are documents that must be signed and stamped by him to become effective, the staff of the President's Office will send them directly to his residence.

No need to waste time on the road, spend money to buy things as you wish and worry-free, this is the life that business owners should live.He always thought so.

However, the "old enemy" Shen Chen is a conscientious person, and unless there are special circumstances, he will come to the company to check in every day; what's more unfortunate is that because the age of taking over the company is similar, they are often involuntarily compared on the same level.

In the end, I don’t know which reporter who was afraid of chaos in the world came to the conclusion that "Guan Yunheng is jealous of Shen Chen" and "Starlight is not as good as Huanyu".

Jokes, gossip, nonsense!

Will he be jealous of Shen Chen?Are you jealous that he wakes up earlier than a chicken and sleeps later than a thief every day?

Fortunately, a few years ago, Shen Chen had a brain twitch and was let go.Not only came out publicly, but this year, even last month, I got a certificate from the Civil Affairs Bureau with a gay person.

A set of combination punches down, smooth and smooth.The business weekly reporter who directly touted his strength as "the dream lover in the hearts of women in the upper class" and "the real blue blood among the big families in the imperial capital" was stunned.

If it doesn't make a sound, it's a blockbuster.

Stopping at the intersection of traffic lights, Guan Yunheng picked up the invitation card that had just been sent by Huan Yu Wang's special assistant today, and glanced lazily.

"The color makes the mind faint." Ten years ago, if someone had predicted that Shen Chen would print his photo on the wedding invitation, he would probably think that person was mentally ill.

Fine.In this way, at least he can finally untie Shen Chen's name, and both parties are happy to see the result.

Then what happened?

In a dizzying crash, the sports car is crushed into a sandwich biscuit by an out-of-control van.He was stuck in the cab by the deformed steering wheel and console.

The smell of blood, the severe pain that swept over his body, his vision gradually became blurred until his fingertips lost even the strength to hold a thin card.

Will he...will die?

He exerted the utmost willpower to control his body.Can't close his eyes, can't pass out, because it is very likely that he will never wake up again.

Strange, is it a hallucination?How did he see the old man in ancient costume standing in the crowd with his hands behind his back to watch the excitement.

Oh, is it really a hallucination...

Is he, Guan Yunheng, going to die?

Open your eyes again, this is a residence that can no longer be described as "shabby".

Small, too small.The living room is less than ten square meters.The mottled walls have not been repaired for at least ten years, and the expansion joints on those walls are pasted with ridiculous pink stickers in the shape of a deer. Children once lived here.

Part of the old furniture veneer has fallen off, not to mention the old refrigerator next to the cooking table that makes abnormal noises and cannot be seen.

However, what is even more weird is the fat cat who spouts people's words and loses control of his emotions: "The surname is Qin! Let me go! If I don't eat this soul, I will write my name backwards! How dare you call me fat cat!" ?When Lao Tzu’s ancestors followed Gonggong to show off their power, people didn’t know where to plan food! Damn, if the tiger doesn’t show off its power, it will treat me as a hellokitty? Qin Yue, Qin Yue, let me go, do you hear me! Otherwise I will beat you together!"

The fluffy-haired young man was trying his best to grab the orange cat's hind legs and tail, "You can't eat him, Xiang Liu, calm down. If you have something to say, talk about it. Look... Although there are no scallion-flavored potato chips, there are scallion chips." Oil-flavored soda cakes. Look!" He held a cardboard box and waved it in front of the cat.

"Is that true?" The orange cat's rampage slowed down a little.

"Really, look. Your favorite good master scallion oil flavor, potato chips are out of stock today."

"Okay, trust you this time and open it for me."

The youth stabilized the fat cat with soda crackers, and heaved a sigh of relief.He has a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes, and the arc of the eye tail is very superior. When he is not focusing, he has a psychedelic feeling that seems drunk but not drunk.It's just that when the eyes fell on Guan Yunheng, they became calm and clear.

Where had he vaguely seen this face?Guan Yunheng thought to himself.But where exactly, he couldn't tell, maybe it was just an illusion?

"Please don't call him a fat cat, this is his deathbed." Qin Yue raised his forehead and looked at the orange cat immersed in the heaven of scallion oil, and made a begging gesture, "How do you feel?"

This is a bit too strange to ask.How else could he feel?

He had just had a car accident, his body was covered in blood, and he was in unbearable pain, of course he didn't feel good!However, he turned his neck, raised his legs, and clenched his fists. He was very relaxed and happy, as if he had a good night's sleep.What's even more weird is that as long as you raise your arms, you can easily touch the ceiling.

No, he can't touch it!His fingers went straight through the ceiling, unable to touch anything.

And... this weird, ethereal high-profile view!

He is suspended in mid-air! !

What could be more absurd to be an atheist than to find yourself turned into a ghost?In contrast, a young man who can see ghosts and a talking orange fat cat do not seem to be unimaginable.

After the extremely crazy negation, his emotions turned into a puddle of stagnant water.Because only in this way can he think almost numbly.

"I am dead?"

But what made him confused about the situation was that since he was all dead, he should be in the ICU ward or operating room of the hospital anyway.Why did he come to this place?

Qin Yue walked to the incense table where the ancestral tablets were enshrined, lit three pillars of fragrance, and sent them under Guan Yunheng's nose, "Not yet. Come, let's take a breath first. This is our family's secret requiem incense. "

So... the young man in front of me is a magic stick?Guan Yunheng looked at him coldly, not appreciative.For a moment, the absurd and bizarre rumors he had heard flashed across his mind.Raising little ghosts, taking lives, trapping souls, and creating luck.

He has a slightly elongated crew cut, with deep eye sockets and facial features.He obviously looks good, but because of his unruly temperament and fierce eyes, he once frightened a child to cry.

But the one in front of him didn't seem to be afraid of him at all.Is it because of the lack of deterrent effect of becoming a ghost?

Qin Yue's heart, liver and spleen were all twisted into a rope.painful.I am so distressed!Watching that one-fifth of it was burned, this one remained indifferent.

"Hurry up, this raw material is really expensive, and it takes a lot of effort to make."

After repeated urging, the man condescended and took a few sips, with a disgusted expression on his face.Isn't this look the same as when Xiang Liu just turned into a cat, he refused to eat cat food?

Qin Yue reached out to touch Xiang Liu's chin, and the latter soon let out a comfortable purring sound.It didn't take long before it moved in a desperate struggle, resisting a cat's instinct.But soon, it held its head up again submissively, urging Qin Yue to scratch more professionally.

Guan Yunheng asked: "You just said that I'm not dead 'temporarily'?" He tried his best to be calm, after all, no one would clap their hands and cheer after learning that they "may die", right?

"Correct."

"Then when will I die?"

"I don't know." The young man's tone was understated, as if they were discussing a road with no direction or the weather tomorrow morning.

Guan Yunheng nodded, turned and left, "I understand." There was no need for him to waste time here.

"Then you may..." Qin Yue stretched out five fingers and watched the man pass through the gate.He lowered his head dejectedly, and gave a wry smile.

Why can't the person I met today just listen to him?

Sure enough, the man's soul disappeared within a short while, and re-condensed around the jade finger.

In the scattered light, Guan Yunheng questioned, "Why did I come back here again?"

"At first I was just speculating. But now it seems that this is the truth." Qin Yue said: "You are imprisoned by the jade finger." Perhaps the imprisonment is too serious, but his soul and the jade finger have a unique resonance , so he was "captured" by the jade wrench finger.

"What do you mean?"

"It's like listening to the radio. Your channel is the same as the jade finger. So it now defaults that you are part of it. You can't go anywhere for the time being."

"What did you say?" The mask of calm was torn apart.Guan Yunheng's tone was somewhat dangerous. He licked the sharp canine teeth with the tip of his tongue, but he couldn't feel the usual slight tingling.For a moment, he wanted to rush forward crazily and strangle the young man's neck. Whether it was intimidation or temptation, there was always a way, right?

He proclaimed the idea, "Tell me you have a way."

"I haven't. In addition, emotional agitation is not conducive to the stability of the soul."

"Fuck, this jade wrench belongs to you, tell me you can't help it now? How the hell are you treating me as a three-year-old child?"

"Really not." Even swearing won't solve the problem.

Guan Yunheng looked at the pulp-coated surface of the finger ring, "Isn't it okay to destroy it? This kind of goodness, let alone one piece, is a hundred pieces, a thousand pieces, I can afford to pay for ten thousand pieces!"

Everyone in the company knows that Boss Xingguang has a bad temper. Qin Yue sighed, "Boss Guan, I suggest that you spend your money wisely. Don't stare at me. You are so famous. I don't live in deep mountains and old forests. ..."

He thought about it, and skipped it.In front of him, he raised his hand and smashed the wrench to the ground forcefully, then picked it up again, the wrench was still as clean as before, without any damage, "I can't destroy this wrench, you can't destroy it, there is a very powerful spell on it. I advise you to rest your mind and follow the way of heaven."

Follow the way of heaven?Can I eat it?The family motto of their Guan family is "man-made, man will conquer nature".

Guan Yun rubbed his molars, and tried again in disbelief.Same ending, same location, same nagging youth and orange cat.

"Whoa!" Cursing back, turning around and continuing to rush to the door.

"Idiot." Xiang Liu looked aside without looking.

"Xiang Liu, everyone in the world is stupid, and being persistent is not a bad thing."

"Hmph. Come on, what you're talking about is nothing more than saying that I care about a fool, isn't it stupid!? Human beings, cunning!"

Until I don't know how many times, until those who don't believe in evil are all polished.The man stood beside the wrench exhausted, gritted his teeth and said, "I need the Internet and TV!"

Qin Yue raised her eyebrows, and two dimples appeared at the corners of her mouth, "Okay, Mr. Guan, what do you want to see?"

The author has something to say:

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Reporter: The Guan family started from scratch, and the Shen family is a century-old family, so you are jealous of Chen Chen!

Guan Yunheng: Sick!

Reporter: Shen Chen is a conscientious and successful king, and Guan Yunheng is a wealthy second generation who is greedy for pleasure.

Guan Yunheng: Sick!

Reporter: Huanyu is a world-class enterprise, and Starlight is at most domestic first-tier companies.

Guan Yunheng: Sick!Different industries cannot be compared.Entertainment companies are indeed on the smaller side.

reporter:&&……%%%**

Guan Yunheng: I see, no matter what the facts are, you prefer Shen Chen.Hehe, do you think he looks handsome?In the early years when he made a rumor that he was disfigured in a car accident, you didn't praise him so much.

Reporter... (You are telling the truth, this is a world that looks at faces)

Continue to collect, please collect, please collect, I really need to collect! (Hey, just click on the favorite.)