I'm Really the Villain [Quick Transmigration]

Cheng Zhuo smiled gently when he heard Shen Mingze's words: "Of course."

I don't think it's so strange that he doesn't like this kind of tea.

Xin Ming was different.

Shen Mingze used to love to pretend, and wanted everything to be the most expensive and the best, but now he was so ignorant that Xin Ming immediately felt that he had the opponent's handle.

The celestial masters are not poor, not to mention that his family has been celestial masters for generations, so it is naturally impossible for him to be short of money.

But even so, he was not willing to spend so much on food and drink. After all, the materials were also very expensive, and the magical instruments had to be maintained regularly.

Xin Ming's grandfather likes to drink tea, and there is no shortage of various famous teas at home.He also learned a little about these things.

Even if Cheng Zhuo's tea is not the top quality tea that is priceless, it is not something that ordinary people can afford.

He immediately sneered and said in a low voice, "Pretending to be."

Cheng Zhuo pretended not to hear.

During this conversation, she specifically dismissed the housekeeper and servants, so she got up and went to the kitchen to pour water for Shen Mingze.

Ji Youwei glanced at Xin Ming disapprovingly, and then carefully explained: "Mingze, that's not what he meant."

Shen Mingze ignored Ji Youwei, sneered, and said loudly to Xin Ming, "I want you to take care of it!"

The system nodded again and again, sharing the same hatred: [That's right, a bumpkin who has never seen the world. ]

After scanning, it concluded that this tea was not a good tea.

Its host has drank much better than this, even if it is spiritual tea that can prolong life, it is not a problem for its host to take a bath.

Cheng Zhuo came out with a cup of warm water and placed it in front of Shen Mingze, as if he didn't notice anything wrong with the atmosphere.

She recounted the incident: "This time I took the liberty to invite a few young masters to come to my door. I hope you can help me take a look at my company. I wonder if something unclean has been provoked."

"Since this month, the lateness of our company's employees has become more and more serious. Specifically, more and more people are late, and the arrival time is getting later and later."

"But this kind of situation is not necessarily related to ghosts." Xia Houtong couldn't help but want to say, do you want to reflect on yourself first?

Cheng Zhuo glanced at him, "At first, the first employee was late, saying that he was lost and couldn't find the company."

Ji You frowned slightly: "It's impossible, even if you are a road idiot, now you have mobile phones to navigate, so you won't find your way."

"That's right." Cheng Zhuo said, "At first we thought it was an excuse, but then all the people who were late said that, even if you take a taxi, the driver will get lost."

"Some of these employees have been in the company for nearly ten years, and they can find their way with their eyes closed. According to them, in their sight, the company seems to have suddenly disappeared."

"We also adjusted the surveillance outside. During that time, several employees wandered around the door of the company, turning around and around. It was obvious that the door was right in front of them, but they seemed to be invisible."

Qu Conglin touched the talisman in the bag uneasily.

Cheng's Group is a whole building, and it must be very difficult for the mastermind behind the scenes to be able to completely hide such a conspicuous building.

Xia Houtong thought for a while, "Brother Ji, what do you think?"

"It sounds like a formation, but you have to go to the scene to confirm it." Ji Youwei said.

Even though what he said was a little weird, Cheng Zhuo's face remained calm.When she heard Ji Youwei's words, she nodded clearly: "I have already informed the staff that they will be off in the afternoon, why don't the little masters have lunch at my place before going there?"

The three looked at Ji Youwei, but Ji Youwei didn't notice it, and looked at Shen Mingze questioningly: "Mingze?"

"Sure, I have no objection." Shen Mingze replied casually.

It's more interesting.

It's impossible for Ji Youwei not to know other people's attitudes, and to ask Shen Mingze so calmly under such circumstances, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a demonstration.

Cheng Zhuo thought, it seems that Shen Mingze's situation is not good.

Ji Youwei looked at Shen Mingze a few more times, feeling a little worried.

Mingze didn't talk much today, could it be because Xin Ming talked about him?Speaking of which, why did Xin Ming and Xiahou have such a big opinion on Mingze? Mingze is just a child at heart.

System lesson: [Host, you are so inferior, Ji Youwei has stolen the limelight! ]

Shen Mingze looked at the little ball of light in his consciousness showing off his power, and said with a smile: [Xiaoyi, don't be afraid that the world will not be chaotic. ]

Ji Youwei was better than him.

But what the system reminded made sense, and he couldn't fish in troubled waters.

After all, the two of them have been fighting against each other to the end, rather than one side completely crushing.

Even in the early stage, he was slightly better.

"One more thing." Cheng Zhuo suddenly hesitated a little more, "I want to ask you to take a look at my brother."

Cheng's father and mother died in a car accident a year ago, and their son Cheng Song was also in the car at the time.

When he was found, Cheng Song was tightly hugged by an adult, and he was the only one who survived.

This incident was on the major news media, and conspiracy theories were rampant, but the results of the police investigation proved that it was just an accident.

As a result, Cheng Song, who survived, became the focus of attention again, and the reports of praising maternal love with him as an example were overwhelming.

It is still an excellent composition material for elementary and middle school students.

Cheng Zhuo was in a low mood: "That day... After that, Cheng Song didn't speak a word, and his perception of the outside world was also very slow. It took him a long time to react when he was called out."

Ji Youwei told her as tactfully as possible: "Mr. Cheng, the Heavenly Master is not a doctor."

"I know." Cheng Zhuo said with sadness in his tone, "I took Cheng Song for an examination, and all the hospitals said that Cheng Song was healthy. The doctor thought that the reason for this may be a psychological problem caused by too much stimulation. .”

"For a year, Cheng Song hasn't stopped seeing a psychiatrist, but it hasn't improved."

She said: "You guys can help to look at it, the price is easy to negotiate, even if there is no result, it doesn't matter."

If it was only for the company's business, Cheng Zhuo didn't need to invite them to his home.

She was really in a hurry to go to the doctor.

"Okay, then go and have a look." Shen Mingze suddenly agreed.

Naturally, Ji Youwei had nothing to do, and nodded accordingly.

Xin Ming ridiculed inwardly, he was very proactive when he heard the word price, so why would he have the guts to play the role of a wealthy son from a wealthy family?Pooh!

"My brother doesn't like to go out, so it's hard for you to walk a little longer." Cheng Zhuo said with an apologetic smile.

Cheng Zhuo led them to the door of a room, and she knocked on the door with a soft voice: "Shushu, I'm my sister."

After a while, the door opened silently.

The seven or eight-year-old child pressed the door with one hand and watched them silently through the half-open door.

"Shushu, my sister brought a few older brothers, please let us in first?" Cheng Zhuo squatted down and coaxed gently.

The aggressive aura on the negotiating field has faded, and in front of Cheng Song, she is just a gentle and celadon woman.

——It’s Shushu’s older sister.

Cheng Song's reaction seemed sluggish, as if he was trying to think about the meaning of this sentence.

Then he put his hands down quietly and stood aside.

Cheng Zhuo pushed the door open.

Cheng Song's room is very big, it seems that he is afraid that he will hurt himself, and the decoration inside is very simple.

The floor was covered with toys, paper and pens.

"Shushu likes to draw." Shen Mingze frowned: "Brother also likes to draw, can brother be with Shushu?"

Cheng Song looked at him and remained silent for a longer time.

After a long time, he nodded slowly.

"That's great." Shen Mingze swaggered into the room and took Cheng Song's hand and sat down.

"Hey, Shen Mingze." Xin Ming couldn't bear it anymore, does this person know what they are here for?

"It's okay, Shushu likes him." Cheng Zhuo looked at Cheng Song and interrupted softly, "Let's talk at the door."

"Did the four see anything?"

The four looked at each other, and Ji You said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Mr. Cheng."

Cheng Zhuo closed his eyes, "It's okay, maybe it's really a psychological problem."

She calmed down for a while, she was still the perfect president, and said with a smile: "If you don't mind, follow me downstairs and wait. Lunch is already being prepared, and it will be ready soon."

"Of course I don't mind, I'll call Mingze." Just as Ji Youwei was about to turn around, he heard Cheng Zhuo stop him: "Let him play with Shushu for a while."

This is strange, Cheng Zhuo seems to have a good impression of him.

Xin Ming boldly asked, "You don't mind?"

After all, Shen Mingze was very rude from the moment he came in.

"What's the matter?" Cheng Zhuo said with a smile: "Master Shen is very loved by his family when he saw it. Shushu used to be more pampered than him, and he had to drink sweet water, not too sweet, because of him just now. Good sweetness, my mother has a lot of headaches."

Where does he have any family members?

... Is it true that Shen Mingze said that his family is in decline?

It shouldn't be, Xin Ming has never heard of a wealthy family named Shen.

Unless Shen Mingze's name is fake.

But even so, he hadn't heard of any major bankruptcies of wealthy families in recent years.

So Shen Mingze is still lying.

Shen Mingze held Cheng Song's hand, and gently taught him: "Shushu, look, like this... eh? Shushu wants to try it himself?"

The system looked suspiciously: [Host, is there something wrong with this kid? Why is his soul unstable? ]

Shen Mingze also took a piece of paper and drew a few strokes: [It's not that the soul is unstable, it's that the soul has left the body before, but it was pressed back before it completely left. ]

It must have been the accident a year ago.

His parents love him so much that even if they die, they will climb up from hell to save him.

[That's really not easy to do, the soul of a human child is the most fragile, but when he grows up a bit, it will gradually become normal. ] The system said.

Shen Mingze let out a "hmm".

If the body is regarded as the clothes of the soul, Cheng Song's current situation is that the clothes are put on, but not completely put on.

The person who rescued him, or the ghost, probably didn't understand these mysterious and mysterious things, it was just an instinctive reaction in desperation.

With the passing of time and the groping and testing of the soul, the garment will be worn sooner or later.

It's just going to take a long time.

Shen Mingze pressed a palm on Cheng Song's back.

Cheng Song blinked in confusion, feeling as if his body had become warmer.

He looked down at the pen in his hand slowly, and put this strange feeling behind him.

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The author has something to say:

My hand speed is too slow QAQ, cuties don't want to wait until they can grow fat before watching.

Hey, there are a lot of grenades today, thank you [Wuyou], [Bai Zhao], [L Shangyuan].