Train to Another World

The next day, Ma Xiaoling finished her makeup, carrying a makeup box full of exorcism props, and knocked on Li Zhuoguang's door.

Knock knock knock.

Knock knock knock!

Knock knock knock knock knock!!!

Li Zhuoguang, wearing pajamas and with a messy hair, opened the door, looked at Ma Xiaoling standing outside the door, and said dissatisfiedly: "Old Ma! What are you doing?"

Ma Xiaoling put her hands on her waist, like a long-legged compass: "First, my name is not Old Ma. Second, it's nine o'clock in the morning, and you are still sleeping?!"

Li Zhuoguang pointed at himself and said: "Am I a rich man?"

Ma Xiaoling thought of the table of gems: "Yes."

Li Zhuoguang clapped his hands and said: "Isn't this settled? I'm so rich, if I still need to get up early, then I'm rich in vain?"

Ma Xiaoling thought about it, it seemed to be the same, but this man was really annoying. As long as she saw that he was uncomfortable, Ma Xiaoling would feel comfortable: "Hey , do you still remember what you said yesterday?"

"Uh, a year's package?"

"Angel's Tears."

"Oh, I remember, did Shizuka Domoto look for you?"

"It was the Sun East Group who looked for me, I don't know who it was."

"Oh, that's Shizuka Domoto. Now the Angel's Tears is still in his hands. He probably wants to hold a jewelry exhibition and will entrust you to protect the Angel's Tears."

Ma Xiaoling was surprised and said, "Shouldn't the police be called for this kind of thing?"

Li Zhuoguang shrugged: "If the robbers were ordinary people, it would be right to call the police, but the ones who came to steal the Angel's Tears were zombies."

Ma Xiaoling thought for a while: "So the people of the Sun East Group knew that zombies were eyeing the Angel's Tears?"

"Domoto Shizuka is a zombie fan. He is interested in anything related to zombies."

"Oh, I'm afraid he is just a fool."

"His situation is a little more special. He thinks he is a zombie."

"There are people who don't want to be human and want to be zombies?"

"Throughout the ages, there have been many people who want to be zombies. They do it for health, longevity, and power. For some people, feeding on human blood is nothing compared to what they get from being a zombie."

Ma Xiaoling looked at Li Zhuoguang warily. Li Zhuo waved his hand casually: "There are no cannibals in my team."

"Humph! You'd better be telling the truth. Go change your clothes."

Li Zhuoguang was stunned : "What?"

"Come with me to Ridong Group? You specifically asked me to pay attention to the commission of Angel's Tears last night. Don't you want to go and see it yourself? You just need to pretend to be my assistant and go with me."

"I am your boss. Are you trying to turn against Tiangang? Also, do you know why I asked you?"

"Isn't it because I have great magical powers and extraordinary intelligence?"

"Haha, you think too much. It's just because I'm lazy and want to find a working girl to help me with things. It just so happens that you are just right. Anyway, it's a waste not to use your 42-inch long legs to run errands. Old Ma, you go to work, and I, the boss, will take a nap." With that, Li Zhuoguang closed the door.

"You!" Ma Xiaoling took out the demon-suppressing stick and wanted to smash his door, but thinking about the gems on the table, she put the demon-suppressing stick back.

When Li Zhuoguang woke up, it was already noon. He changed out of his pajamas, put on his slippers and walked into the elevator. He was going to go downstairs to find a food stall to have lunch. But as soon as he entered the elevator, he heard a burst of hurried footsteps and exclamations: "Wait! Wait for me."

Li Zhuoguang pressed the elevator button and waited for someone to come. A little girl with a mushroom-shaped head and black-framed glasses ran in with a large stack of flyers. She smiled at Li Zhuoguang: "Thank you, sir. I haven't seen you before. Are you the new tenant that Zhenzhen mentioned?"

"Yes, hello, my name is Li Zhuoguang."

"Hello, my name is Ruan Mengmeng." Ruan Mengmeng took out a flyer and handed it to Li Zhuoguang: "I work at a fried chicken shop nearby. Mr. Li, please come and support us when you are free. Our fried chicken is delicious."

Li Zhuoguang took the flyer: "Okay."

The elevator reached the first floor. Ruan Mengmeng pushed the elevator door open and ran out. She didn't forget to turn around and shout to Li Zhuoguang: "I'm going to be late for work. Let's talk next time, Mr. Li."

Li Zhuoguang smiled and nodded, folded the flyer and put it in his pocket. When he came to the food stall downstairs, Li Zhuoguang ordered a barbecued pork rice and started making a phone call.

"How's the thing I asked you to do?"

"Mr. Li, I have contacted the other party. The other party is very interested in what you have and wants to arrange a time to talk."

"Why not tonight?"

"Okay, I'll ask the other party's wishes."

After the call ended, Li Zhuoguang started eating barbecued pork rice. After a while, he saw Ma Xiaoling coming back in a hurry. When she passed downstairs, she found Li Zhuoguang sitting in the food stall and walked over immediately.

She raised her hand and threw a flyer to Li Zhuoguang, and said to the owner of the food stall: "Boss, give me a bowl of egg noodles."

Li Zhuoguang didn't even look at the flyer and put it aside: "Is it done?"

"You're right. He is going to hold a jewelry exhibition. I will dress up as a model to participate in the exhibition. I will keep the Angel's Tears at that time."

Li Zhuoguang nodded, indicating that he knew.

Ma Xiaoling flipped the egg noodles absent-mindedly, thought about it and asked: "How did you do it, why did the development of things fall within your expectations?"

"Because I can predict the future, some key things are almost certain. Oh, by the way, I'm not kidding about your husband and your daughter."

Ma Xiaoling felt uneasy when she imagined marrying an old man in his eighties or nineties and giving birth to a girl for him: "Even if my generation ends the fate of the Ma family, I will not marry an old man. I will only marry a handsome guy."

"Kuang Tianyou?"

"What are you talking about? He is Zhenzhen's boyfriend!" Ma Xiaoling's face was unnatural.

"I've already said that I can read faces. That girl is born with a face of a victim, which indicates that she is likely to be robbed of her love by someone else, and it is extremely easy for her best friend to rob her of her love. If I remember correctly, you seem to be her only best friend, right?"

"I don't have one!"

Li Zhuoguang waved his hand, signaling her to calm down: "I know you don't have one, and I guess you have rejected Kuang Tianyou's confession. But this kind of thing is the most arranged by God."

"...I have also seen "A Chinese Odyssey". And, can this kind of thing really be calculated?"

"Can it be Let's put aside what can be calculated, but neither you nor Kuang Tianyou are deep-minded people, and sometimes some of your thoughts are written on your face. Only Wang Zhenzhen is simple-minded. If it were a Hong Kong girl with superb means, she would have discovered something wrong and staged a drama of tearing the couple apart. "

"I've said I don't have it anymore!"

"I know you don't have it, but ask yourself, if there is no mess of the Ma family, will your choice be the same as it is now?"

Ma Xiaoling bowed her head and said nothing, but her thoughts went back to the seaside that year when Kuang Tianyou confessed to her. But before she could recall for long, she heard a mean voice saying: "It's too late to regret now, he already has Wang Zhenzhen, otherwise you should consider the destined older warm man after solving the Ma family's curse."

"Eat your barbecued pork rice!"