The company's actions are very fast, and the sense of strength that all employees are moving is really shocking, and after the first round of major changes, the rest of the company are elite troops, striving for the upper reaches of the fighting warriors.

The tacit understanding between the various departments in the company, all the work in one go, just like the assembly line of the factory, every step is in place, making people look comfortable, as long as every employee in their own position to do the ultimate, then the power of the company is endless.

It is not as difficult as imagined to relocate the residents of the urban village, as long as the money is in place, everything is easy.

But there are some people who don't give in to the money, or maybe because the money they give is not enough to satisfy them.

Mo Fan decided to take matters into his own hands.

Mo Fan walked with his men in the alleys of the urban village, they had to persuade the remaining stubborn nail households, many of them had moved away, there was silence everywhere, the ground was damp, no one cleaned up the garbage left behind, it emitted a fishy smell, the room and windows were black and hollow, and the hearts of people were hairy, stray cats quickly occupied this place, and there was a cat meow sound from time to time in the corner, like a ghost meow, Mo Fan strode towards the front, but those subordinates seemed very timid, this place was too gloomy.

There is a young man named Li Min in this group, he is very active and meticulous in his work, Mo Fan likes this kind of person the most, so he has always taken him with him, wanting to train him well.

Li Min pushed open the door of a house, Mo Fan walked straight in, and an old woman was sitting on a round table in the living room. The old lady was in her sixties, well-dressed, and did not look like the kind of person who was rude, but looked very gentlemanly.

Without waiting for the old man to say hello, Mo Fan sat down opposite her with a smile.

"Grandma, why don't you move out? Mo Fan said.

"My wife and I have lived in this house for more than 30 years, his soul is still in the house, I can't go, and if he leaves, he will have no home. The old woman's expression was gloomy, and she was a little weak to speak.

Mo Fan swept around the room, and sure enough, there was a portrait of an old man hanging in the corner.

"It's impossible, people die, their souls are scattered, your husband is no longer here, you are just fantasizing. Mo Fan retorted to her directly, "He's already dead, and all you're with is air." ”

"No, he's always been in this room, I can feel his presence. The old lady insisted.

A few of the men standing on the side had a chill on their backs, and the ghost of the old man was still in the house?

"How do you prove he still exists. Mo Fan stood up and looked like he didn't believe in evil at all.

The old lady pointed to a plate of flowers and said, "He is in this plate of flowers, and every time I talk to it, it moves." ”

"Really, I'll talk to him, talk to him about selling the house. Then Mo Fan walked to the side of the plate of flowers, and everyone looked at him.

It is a plate of white orchids with only one flower growing on its green leaves.

"Sir, I heard that you are still in this house, why don't we talk, I want to buy your house, if you agree, move it, if you don't agree, move twice. Mo Fan's words fell, and people all looked at the plate of flowers with wide eyes, will something strange happen next?

A gust of wind swept through, and the window slammed into it with a "snap", and the men were so frightened that their bodies shook violently.

"Is he really here?"

"Won't it?"

For a while, the plate of flowers did not move.

Mo Fan immediately grabbed a pair of scissors on the table and pointed at the orchid, "If you don't answer my question, I'll cut you." ”

A white light flashed, and with a "boom", the sky thundered.

The old lady said nervously, "You can't do this. ”

With a click, the white orchid fell, and the old lady covered her head in despair.

"Your husband is not in this house at all, and I have already informed your children to come and pick you up, and this house is about to be demolished. After speaking, Mo Fan tidied up his clothes and walked outside.

The men hurried to follow.

Not a few steps out of the house, there was a "boom", and another thunder swept through the sky, and Li Min said in a panic: "Young master, there won't really be any problems with this, right?"

Mo Fan smiled, "It's raining, let's go back quickly." ”

A few gusts of cold wind whistled by, the environment returned to calm, and Mo Fan swaggered away with his men.