Chapter Twenty-Eight: The First Day of Work

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"Zixin, you don't leave yet," Yang Xiaoyu packed up his things and was about to get off work, looking at Qiao Zixin, who was still busy.

Qiao Zixin pulled his head out of the information, looked up at Yang Xiaoyu, and smiled a little tiredly, "You're going to get off work," Qiao Zixin looked at Yang Xiaoyu carrying his bag and leaving.

"Well, aren't you leaving?" Yang Xiaoyu's eyes were full of question marks.

"I still have a lot of information to read, I'll stay for a while," Qiao Zixin stretched out his arms, stretching his body stiff from sitting for a long time.

Yang Xiaoyu smiled and said, "The information can never be finished,"

"Well, but I'm different from you, you are both graduates of prestigious schools and have work experience, and I don't know anything, I don't want to hold you back," Qiao Zixin said the reason why he worked overtime.

"Okay, I'll go first, see you tomorrow," Yang Xiaoyu didn't have a good impression of Qiao Zixin, after all, Qiao Zixin saw that he was very embarrassed.

"See you tomorrow," Qiao Zixin looked at Yang Xiaoyu who walked out of the secretary's room.

After sending Yang Xiaoyu away, Qiao Zixin exhaled a long breath and continued to look at the information, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that this He Mingyuan was strange.

The information on the table is piled up like a hill, most of them are, He Mingyuan's personal habits, what brand of clothes to wear, dining habits, what can be eaten and what not to eat.

Qiao Zixin put down the information and sighed, He Mingyuan is really a troublesome person, a big man's life is so exquisite, Qiao Zixin as a woman is a little ashamed.

Qiao Zixin looked outside, "It's so dark," Qiao Zixin said to herself, she wanted to go back by herself, but she remembered that she met a bad guy a few days ago, forget it, it's still overtime, it's a big deal to sleep in the office today, anyway, there are still so many materials that haven't been read.

Qiao Zixin was just sitting on a chair, when suddenly it was pitch black, and all the lights in the room went out.

What's going on, is there a power outage? Qiao Zixin looked at the darkness in the secretary's room, stretched out his hand and couldn't see his five fingers, and suddenly saw a terrifying picture in his mind, and this picture seemed to be real.

This picture kept appearing in Qiao Zixin's mind, such a picture was extremely terrifying, and Qiao Zixin's forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

This picture is getting closer and closer to her, about to devour her, her breathing is getting more and more difficult, suddenly a log slammed on her chest, she wanted to struggle but couldn't move, the huge pain made her lose the idea of moving, she looked around, this is a wooden house, now it has collapsed Now she has no strength, where is this, where is she, Qiao Zixin asked countless times in her heart, but there was no answer.

Qiao Zixin's hand kept groping, and touched an object, wet and sticky, she struggled hard to look at it, it was a corpse, and Qiao Zixin was scared and fainted at that time.

The whole building was wrapped in darkness, and He Mingyuan's car was parked downstairs, and when he saw that the light in the secretary's room on the floor of his office was off, he thought Qiao Zixin had come down.

But a man came out of the door, tightly covered, very small, dressed like a man, which aroused very Mingyuan's suspicions, and soon after the man came out, a taxi appeared, and he got in the car and left.

He Mingyuan didn't care about the person's suspicious behavior, he was very worried about Qiao Zixin, and walked upstairs quickly,

He found that the electric switch on his floor was pulled, pushed it on, and ran towards his office, Qiao Zixin, you must not be fine.