Chapter Seventy-Seven: A Pot of Flowers

The reason why it is called a soul hunter must have his subtle meaning. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although Wu Tong didn't know much about the definition of a soul hunter and what kind of existence soul believers were when he first arrived in this parallel world, this did not prevent him from starting his journey to this world.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, at the invitation of Zhuo Qingqing, Wu Tong came to the place agreed with her.

Zhuo Qingqing got off work early today, and obviously dressed up carefully, and after changing out of serious makeup, she highlighted her mature and charming style.

After meeting with Wu Tong, Zhuo Qingqing didn't talk much, and drove Wu Tong to the Eastern District.

The eastern district of the capital is relatively prosperous, with many mansions and prosperous commerce, where every inch of land is expensive, and the consumption level is also the highest place in the whole capital, which is a paradise for the rich and a hell for the poor.

People who can afford to open an alternative style music restaurant in such a place and operate a concept diet should also be rich or expensive.

As expected.

When Wu Tong was brought by Zhuo Qingqing to this music restaurant located in the most prosperous area of the Eastern District, the area is not small, the decoration style is also very alternative, and there is a sense of standing out from the crowd, Wu Tong's guess was established.

At first glance, the faΓ§ade of this music restaurant looks like a crescent-shaped comb, and each decoration is like a beating musical note, full of rhythm, and the transparent glass and the steel staircase inside connect it, which also makes the style and taste of this store seem more compelling.

Entering this restaurant, there is soothing and quiet music playing, the atmosphere is also very relaxed, the guests who come here also seem to be very self-contained, will not talk loudly or make noise, plus some soundproofing facilities made inside, only the dining area, people can not hear any too much noise and abnormal noise.

The dining area has two stages that seem to be made of arched crystal doors, which are decorated with beautiful ornaments and foiled, and it is easy to attract the attention of customers whenever there is a musical program.

Just like now, on one of the stages, a girl in a white dress and a pure and fresh angel through the stage is standing on the stage, playing a melodious and gentle song with a violin, and the surrounding customers will listen patiently and quietly.

Following Zhuo Qingqing through the dining area, Wu Tong noticed that the employees here only wore two colors, that is, black and white, all men wore black dresses, and women wore white long skirts, and their employees' mental outlook and literacy were also very good.

After taking the elevator directly to the fifth floor, half of this place belongs to the office area, and Zhuo Qingqing had informed her friend in advance to wait here.

Looking through the sign at the door, it was the office of the assistant to the president, and after Wu Tong entered, he saw a capable woman with short haircuts, thick eyebrows and big eyes, who looked heroic and capable, with a beady nose and lips, no powder, fair and healthy without makeup, wearing black work clothes, and quite a capable woman with personality and temperament.

If this woman has long hair, she should be considered a very stylish beauty, and her current neutral style also shows a bit more heroic temperament.

Wu Tong only glanced at the woman, and then didn't look at it much, as soon as he entered the door, he felt that there was a different place in the room.

"Qingqing, you're here!"

As soon as the woman spoke, her voice was more neutral.

She was very enthusiastic when she saw Zhuo Qingqing, and her eyes inadvertently looked at Wu Tong while talking, and Wu Tong was curiously observing a pot of flowers raised in this room, but she didn't see the face, she didn't pay much attention to it, and felt that the person introduced by her friend was quite quiet, and she felt okay at first glance.

Zhuo Qingqing was a little surprised by his friend's performance, and he felt a little strange in his heart, after the other party saw Wu Tong, didn't he have a special feeling?

Immediately, while chatting, Zhuo Qingqing looked sideways at Wu Tong and saw that the guy was studying a pot of tweeds.

If you only look at it from the side, Wu Tong's quiet side face can better set off his quiet and natural temperament, but without his mysterious and magical eyes, it is indeed difficult to attract her extremely critical friend to pay serious attention to a man.

Wu Tong noticed the gaze of the two women, but he ignored it for the time being, his attention was attracted by the pot of flowers.

That pot of flowers is very special, it looks like a phalaenopsis, but it is not an orchid, Wu Tong can't tell what kind of variety it is, it seems to have mutated, he also noticed similar flowers in the hall downstairs before, but those are not as special as this one here.

Moreover, the flower will release a pure aroma, which makes people smell like drinking a glass of old wine, and the aftertaste is endless, as if they will suddenly enter a state of tranquility and nature.

I couldn't help but when Wu Tong quietly took a few steps closer and released his spiritual power to sense that special flower.

Suddenly, an incomparably pure life energy fluctuation emerged from the flower core, and Wu Tong's heart couldn't help but be shocked.

Although the magic mirror did not give an active hint, Wu Tong had experienced the novice world and had also been in contact with the existence of soul creations, so he was extremely familiar with this feeling.

He could be sure at the first time that the core of that flower contained a soul creation, which was much purer and richer than the energy contained in the ball of life energy he had obtained.

Moreover, this is also the first time that Wu Tong has come to this parallel world and discovered the existence of soul creation, and he really wants to feel the difference between this kind of soul creation and the novice world.

"Stop!"

Suddenly, a low shout came from the room, which made Wu Tong's idea of taking a closer look at the flower frustrated, and at the same time, Zhuo Qingqing, who was talking about Wu Tong and was about to officially introduce his friend, turned his face in surprise.

The one who came in was a twenty-seven or eighteen-year-old young man with a delicate face, dressed in black and dressed very exquisitely and tastefully, and this young man had long hair, quite literary and artistic.

"Who are you?"

After the young man entered the door, he walked up to Wu Tong and asked sharply.

When Wu Tong turned his face, after the young man saw Wu Tong's face, his expression paused, and after looking at it a few more times, there was a bit of jealousy in his eyes, and he said with a little displeasure: "Who let you touch that flower, that is our Bai Zong's favorite plant, can you afford any accident?" ”

Zhuo Qingqing saw that the man reprimanded Wu Tong, as if he was reprimanding her, which made her unhappy, and she couldn't help but look at her friend, wanting to ask who this person was, why he entered this room casually without knocking on the door.

But what Zhuo Qingqing didn't expect was that her friend didn't pay much attention to Wu Tong just now, and she didn't take the initiative to let her introduce her, so she ignored it.

But now, this friend is actually staring at Wu Tong's eyes in a daze.

That look seemed to remind Zhuo Qingqing of the scene when she first saw Wu Tong's emotional eyes, and she was obviously deeply attracted by the unhappy eyes that deep frown.

Wu Tong didn't know that when his emotions of joy, anger and sorrow were inadvertently displayed, it would affect others.

But all soul creations, the universal value is not low, he knows the preciousness of that flower, without the permission of the owner, he actually does not intend to really touch it with his hands, just want to feel the life energy contained in it.

But as soon as this man entered the door, he shouted loudly, and the change in his eyes from surprise to jealousy when he looked at him, as well as the tone and tone of his identity when he spoke, made Wu Tong unhappy, couldn't help frowning, and said in a deep voice: "This gentleman, which eye did you see me touching that flower with my hand?" ”

"Uh......"

The literary young man was glared at by Wu Tong with strange eyes, and when he heard the deep questioning, he felt an inexplicable pressure hit his heart, and he was actually intimidated by the other party's righteous questioning, but he couldn't help but stagnate, and he was a little weak-hearted, and he opened his mouth and couldn't speak, after all, the other party really didn't touch the flower, and he really couldn't find fault to refute.

At this time, Zhuo Qingqing's friend finally came back to his senses, with a little displeasure on his face, and said sharply: "Director Qi, you didn't have a polite knock on the door when you entered the door, and you shouted at the guests I invited like this, where is your cultivation and bearing, isn't I, the little assistant to the president, the director of personnel, not in your eyes?" ”

When Director Na Qi heard this, he was stunned again, and his expression was a little embarrassed, and he quickly explained: "Assistant Han, I didn't mean to disturb you when you were visiting, it's just that I happen to have a few creative drafts ready to be implemented and want to report to Mr. Bai, this will be Mr. Bai's absence, I came to you in a hurry and forgot to knock on the door, I'm really embarrassed......"

After Han Qin noticed her friend's angry expression and Wu Tong's quietness, her expression did not ease, but became a little colder, and said, "Apologize to my friend immediately!" ”

That Director Qi hesitated, and then glanced at Wu Tong again, but when Wu Tong's gaze swept over him, he involuntarily lowered his head and said, "This gentleman, I'm sorry, I was too anxious just now, and I offended you, please forgive me!" ”

Wu Tong nodded, quiet and did not speak.

Seeing that the other party was able to put down his body and bow his head to apologize, Han Qin's face softened and said, "Okay, since we apologized, we won't pursue it anymore, please go out first, we still have something to talk about!" ”

"Oh!"

Director Qi couldn't help but glance at Wu Tong, who was quiet and silent, again, and then turned around and walked out.

It's just that after going out, Director Qi suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Why did he feel jealous when he saw Han Qin's guest, he would feel jealous of the other party's quiet and handsome appearance and an indescribable unique temperament, and then when he was questioned, why was he particularly weak-hearted, as if he was swayed by the other party's thoughts.

How could this be, and why would I, the senior creative director, apologize to that strange guy so quietly?

The thought of these strange but humiliating places made the creative director feel bad.