"Su Hui, why are you here? Go back and pick up customers! The boss has been in a bad mood lately, he doesn't see us much, and he always stays alone in the office. You're new here, and the boss just bought you in, so he should still like you. Let's take a look at the boss for us. ”

At this moment, the side door opened. An aunt-level staff member in his forties walked out, and after seeing the old man sitting on the ground in a daze, with a corpse lying beside him, he shook his head for some reason, took the initiative to help the old man, and sent the old man into the side door.

The old man looked at the other party even more inexplicably, his mind turned, nodded, and under the leadership of the other party, he walked into the elevator and went straight to Yang Qiu's office.

"Yes. The skin I have now is a young lady under Boss Jin, and she must know the origin of Su Hui. Su Hui is dead, maybe I can ask some things from Boss Jin, for example, how to exchange other people's bodies. ”

After a while, when he came to the door of the office, the old man saw the staff leave, and then "knocked" the door.

"Who?"

In the office, Yang Qiu was thinking about things, sitting on the sofa with his lips closed, frowning slightly, and asking casually.

"I'm Su Hui. The old man replied, "Boss, please open the door, I have something to discuss with you." ”

Yang Qiu was taken aback, turned around and asked, "Are you Su Hui?"

"yes, boss. What's wrong?" replied with a strange look in the old man's eyes.

Yang Qiu's heartbeat was pounding and accelerating, a trace of uneasiness swelled up in his heart, and his face gradually turned pale. But after thinking about it, the old man had obviously been killed, which must have been a joke, and the worry in his heart disappeared again, and with a smile, he opened the door.

"Boss. It's great that you're okay. Everybody's worried about what will happen to you if you haven't been out of the office for so long. ”

The old man looked up and saw that it was Jin Shiruo, and a trace of ecstasy swelled in his heart, and after he walked into the door, he instantly entered the role. chatted with Yang Qiu naturally.

Yang Qiu stared blankly at the old man walking around in front of him, his eyes straightened, and he was speechless in shock for a while. But his mind turned, and he remembered that he was no longer an old man. Calm was restored again, and he also quickly entered the role. He chuckled and welcomed the old man into the office, arranged for him to sit down on the sofa, and gave him a friendly salute as he knocked on the old man's side.

"Su Hui. You just said you had something to do with me. What the hell is going on?" Yang Qiu took out a cigarette and handed it to Su Hui, and asked with a curious smile.

"Thank you to the owner. The old man naturally took the cigarette and took a puff, showing a hint of gratitude, and returned a smile, "Boss." Something is true. Actually, I want to ask you, how is the guest you asked me to serve that time?"

"Which guest?" Yang Qiu asked absently, but a look of vigilance flashed in his eyes.

"It's the old man. A monk in the realm of the primordial infancy. Boss, have you forgotten?" the old man put the cigarette in his mouth and held it. Stretched out his finger and gestured at his past body shape, and replied.

"Oh. Yang Qiu nodded and said, "That old man is already gone." ”

"Gone?" The old man's face suddenly changed, he took a puff of his cigarette, put it on the table, sneered, and said in a low voice: "Boss." You just bought me though. However, I'm not a fool either. I hope you will be honest with me. ”

"Honestly? That's the truth. Yang Qiu's heartbeat was pounding and accelerating, and even more uneasiness swelled up in his heart, and he raised his voice. Forced to calm down, he said: "That old man will leave ...... after that day."

"Boss! I saw the old man's body when I came in just now. Are you still going to lie to me?" the old man suddenly spoke in a louder voice, interrupting Yang Qiu and said dissatisfiedly.

Yang Qiu looked at the old man in surprise, and the uneasiness in his heart became even heavier. But on the contrary, a look of dissatisfaction appeared on his face, and he pretended to be angry and reproached, and said, "Hmph! Now that you already know." Then what do you want me to do?"

"Boss. The old man was stunned for a moment, noticed his current identity, and explained awkwardly: "I came to the boss just to find out about this matter." ”

"Figured it out? Do you have anything to do with that old man? It's bad luck that a guest died in our nightclub. What do you care about so much?" Yang Qiu's face became even more dissatisfied, and he asked.

"Nope. The old man shook his head. Clenched his fists stubbornly and said, "Boss, you don't know what that old man did to me. If I don't figure this out, I really can't continue to work with you. I'm sick now, and I can only continue to work under you if things are cleared up. ”

Yang Qiu took a sharp puff of his cigarette and asked, "Then let me help, you have to tell me what you think, right?" What do you want. Why figure out the cause of death of the guest. ”

The old man hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "Okay." Then I'll say it. Boss, you have to help me. Boss, there's something I have to confess to you right now. I have amnesia. I can't remember the memories before I was bought by you, and I don't even know what relatives and friends I have except that my name is Su Hui. I think it must have been the old man's doing. So ......"

"So, you just want to follow the old man's clue to figure out who you are, right?" Yang Qiu asked tentatively.

The old man nodded, but then shook his head again, and said, "So to speak." However, I also thought of another way. Boss, I want you to show me my deed of sale. It's got to have my stuff on it, right? Just take a look. ”

Yang Qiu got up and came to the table, rummaged through it, took out a laser contract board with "Contractor Su Hui" written on it and handed it to the old man.

"I see. It turned out that all the people of the Su family had died. Now it's just me. The old man shook his head in disappointment.

But at this moment, with a casual glance, he suddenly noticed that the word Wu Tong was clearly written in the friend column in the bottom row, and the old man's eyes lit up again, and he excitedly returned the deed of sale to Yang Qiu, turned around and left.

"Where are you going?" Yang Qiu asked with a hint of uneasiness in his heart.

"Boss. You don't have to worry about it. The old man waved his hand, hugged his fist gratefully, and was about to leave.

"Wait. Yang Qiu's heart beat faster, and he had a premonition that something was wrong, and suddenly showed a kind look, and said, "Let me wish you a hand." What did you just think of? I will do my best to help you understand the past. You're alone right now, and it's too hard to investigate your past. I'm different, I have money and I have resources on hand. Let me help you. ”

"Really?" the old man was stunned. Asked in surprise.

Yang Qiu nodded affirmatively.

The old man walked back gratefully and said with a smile: "Then it will be troublesome to the boss." Boss, please help me find a woman named Wu Tong first. I saw that it was clearly written in the information that I had a good relationship with Wu Tong before I lost my memory. If only I could find her. I'm sure I'll be able to remember what I used to be like. ”

As soon as these words came out, Yang Qiu was taken aback, his heart beat faster, his face changed, and he asked uneasily, "Then what if I can't find it?"

"Can't find it?" the old man nodded affirmatively. He smiled firmly: "If you can't find it, go to the police station." Anyway, the police station will definitely have Wu Tong's file. It's just going to be a little more troublesome. ”

Yang Qiu nodded silently, guessed the old man's thoughts, suddenly shook his head, and persuaded with a smile: "Su Hui." I don't think you'd better look for it. ”

"Why?" the old man looked at Yang Qiu in confusion.

Yang Qiu waved his hand and said with a dry smile: "You want to." If you find out that you used to be a nuisance, wouldn't it be better not to know about the past?"

"Nope. I still want to know about my past. The old man said nonsense, "Even if I really find out that I am a nuisance in the end, I will not regret it." ”

"Su Hui. What if Wu Tong is not willing to help you?" Yang Qiu's face sank, and a trace of anger surged in his heart, and he asked.

"Don't want to?" the old man shook his head heavily. Smiled: "Boss." You can rest assured. As long as I see Wu Tong, I will definitely have a way to get Wu Tong to tell me all the things I have done in the past. ”

"So, you plan to force Wu Tong?" Yang Qiu looked at the old man seriously, showing dissatisfaction, and asked.

The old man nodded, grinned, and said with a smug smile: "If I am really a nasty person, and Wu Tong is unwilling to cooperate with me, then I can only be rude." There's no way around it. Isn't that what everybody does? Boss, haven't you ever done this? Although I have been bought by you for the rest of my life, it is impossible for all the young ladies here to come here voluntarily. Right?"

Yang Qiu was speechless and looked at the old man silently. The more I think about it, the more I feel uneasy, and the more I think about it, the more anxious I become.

"Boss. I'll leave it to you. I'll go out first......"

At this time, the old man smiled and raised his hand and walked towards the door. A hint of annoyance appeared on Yang Qiu's face, and the more he looked at the old man, the more annoying he became. The more I hate the old man, the more I don't want to let the other party threaten a Wu Tong who shouldn't have anything to do with this matter.

So, Yang Qiusi thought about it for a while, got up and stopped the old man, and gave an order with a dissatisfied face.

"Su Hui. I won't allow you to look into this further. Although I am not your parents, as the boss who has your deed of sale, I am also your guardian for the rest of your life, and I have the power to control your actions, and I don't want you to cause unnecessary trouble because of the investigation of the past.

Wu Tong has nothing to do with this matter, so don't force others. I just want you to be your lady and help me make money. As for other things, I don't think you need to know too much. Su Hui, you are too persistent. I don't want you to be the one I hate. ”

The old man showed a look of surprise, stared at Yang Qiu directly, and after being silent for a moment, his face suddenly sank, and he said coldly: "Boss." How do I feel that you care about Wu Tong very much?

Do you know this Wu Tong? Or do you have any secrets that Wu Tong knows, and I don't want me to know from Wu Tong's mouth? If that's the case, then I have to know more clearly. I'm even starting to doubt it now. Boss, I'm going to have amnesia, it can't have anything to do with you, right?"

Yang Qiu looked at the old man in surprise, he was scared into a cold sweat, the clothes on his back were soaked, and he couldn't speak.

The old man proudly pushed Yang Qiu away, and walked outside without looking back.

Yang Qiu turned his head and looked at the old man's back silently, the more he looked at it, the more annoying he became, and the more he looked at it, the more annoyed he became. In the end, Yang Qiu's mind turned, nodded firmly, a murderous intent suddenly appeared on his face, he quickly chased after him, pressed the old man's shoulder from behind, and said in a sonorous voice: "Su Hui." In that case, you go to a place with me. ”

"Where?" said the old man, looking confused.

Yang Qiu smiled and said, "Where Wu Tong works now." I know where she is. Since you are so desperate to find her. As the boss and your guardian, I should be on your side no matter what. This is a good boss who is considerate of his subordinates. So, I thought about it, or help you. Come with me. ”

"Thank you to the owner. ”

As soon as these words came out, Yang Qiu pulled the old man and left, without looking back. After entering the elevator, Yang Qiu did not stop, and as soon as he took the old man out of the gate, he drove Jin Shiruo's hovering car over and drove straight towards the north of the street.

"It's here. Here it is. ”

After a few minutes of driving, Yang Qiu drove the car to an uninhabited alleyway.

"Boss, who are you lying to? Where is Wu Tong?"

At this time, the old man made a dissatisfied voice. I saw that the old man's face changed slightly, revealing a gloomy color, his eyes looked at Yang Qiu without blinking, his body trembled, and he looked like he couldn't help but go berserk, and the anger in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

"There is no Wu Tong here. ”

After Yang Qiu jumped out of the car lightly, his face was gloomy, and he couldn't help but say, in the old man's unexpected and surprised gaze, he waved his big hand, urged his true qi, and slapped a palm towards the hovering car.

"Boom!"

An instant later, a powerful True Qi turned into a huge palm print and landed firmly on the hovercar, smashing the hovercar to pieces with an earth-shattering bang.

"Poof...... You are crazy...... Why do you have such a high level of cultivation? You're not Jin Shiruo? Who are you?"

The old man reacted quickly, released his true qi in time, rolled to the side, and escaped, but was still injured. Spurting out a mouthful of blood, with endless confusion, he looked at Yang Qiu.

"Bang!"

Yang Qiu's right hand waved again, and the true qi of the Yuan Infant Realm turned into a substantial palm print again, and it fell towards the old man with an astonishing momentum, and without waiting for the old man's reaction, he hit again.

The old man spurted out a mouthful of blood, his body staggered, his face became pale, and he stared at Yang Qiu in disbelief, the more he looked, the more he couldn't understand why Yang Qiu wanted to kill him. But what I don't understand is Yang Qiu's strange identity. The more the old man thought about it, the more frightened he became.

"Wait, boss, we have something to discuss, we ......"

After a moment, the old man's mind turned, he took the initiative to soften, showing remorse, and shook his head and shook his hand to Yang Qiu to beg for mercy.

"Bang!"

Yang Qiu shook his head indifferently, and with a wave of his big hand, he slapped the third palm.

Seeing that the old man was slapped into a blurred ball of flesh and blood by the palm print that appeared for the third time, and there was no possibility of resurrection, Yang Qiu finally put away his indifference, and breathed a sigh of relief, and in the end, he didn't explain any reason to the old man. (To be continued.) )