"Did you hear that? The company wants to send a designer to France for a year of study. ”

"Yes, who do you say is the most promising?"

"Do you need to talk about that? Of course it's Ziqing, she's a hot figure in our design department now."

"Forget it, she? Since Linda died, Mr. Yang has been very wary of her! ”

In the pantry of Emily Fashion Media, several young women are drinking coffee and discussing gossip.

And with the addition of a flashy woman in a black professional suit, their attention was all drawn to it.

"Sister Nancy, you are by Mr. Yang's side every day, have you received any rumors about this matter?"

Nancy glanced at the cup in her hand, and immediately a beautiful girl who could come to the scene took the cup and brewed a cup of fragrant coffee for her and handed it to her.

She took the cup and took a sip and said, "It's a shame that you've been in the workplace for so long, don't you understand the principle of checks and balances?" ”

"Checks and balances?"

"Of course, how could Mr. Yang let Dong Ziqing be alone, if she feels that her wings are hard one day and wants to change jobs, won't the company's loss be great?"

"Then Sister Nancy, what do you mean that we all have hope for this trip to Paris for further study, right?"

Nancy put down the cup in her hand and glanced at the women, "You guys? Forget it, touch your chest and think about it, how many of the designs you drew have been selected, so you should put more thought into your work! ”

Saying that, she stood up and was about to walk out, but the girl who made her coffee just now stopped her and begged: "Sister Nancy, just tell us, who does Mr. Yang plan to send to study this time?" ”

"Of course, it's young, talented, and unqualified......"

"Ahh You mean Yui? ”

"I didn't say anything, I'm gone, there's a bunch of papers to deal with!"

After Nancy was gone, the women began to talk enthusiastically again, but they did not notice that next to the pantry stood a woman with anger and resentment in her eyes.

Dong Ziqing came out of the copy room with the printing paper in her hand tightly, her face was very gloomy, she recalled the discussion she heard just now, and kept muttering: "No, that's me, I won't let anyone take away my opportunity." ”

"Ziqing, have you revised your design draft? Mr. Yang is waiting to see! ”

Dong Ziqing casually stuffed the design draft in his hand into Wang Xiaofei's hand, and walked straight to the rooftop with his mobile phone.

It's cloudy outside, like she's in the mood at this moment, but she's not crying about this kind of thing now, because she has a better solution!

She took out her mobile phone, clicked on the Wishful Things app that she hid on the last page, and with a pleasant prompt sound, a concise and refreshing picture appeared in front of Dong Ziqing.

The image was a European-American style envelope, and she clicked on the envelope, and a piece of paper, with lace, and a quill pen appeared on the screen.

I saw a line of words appear at the top of the screen: "Please write down your wishes!" ”

Dong Ziqing quickly typed on the letterhead: "I'm going to Paris for further study!" ”

When she finished typing, she clicked the send button below, and as she tapped the send button, a dialog box popped up.

"It takes five years of youth to fulfill this wish, YES\\NO......"

"Five years?"

Dong Ziqing hesitated, she looked at the face that was not her age reflected on the screen and hesitated.

Two different voices were arguing in her head, and gradually the mocking laughter of the women took over, and she took a deep breath and raised her finger to the yes option.

"Hey, hey, hey! Slow down, slow down, you're going to die! ”

Just as she was about to press the button, her hand was grabbed by a warm hand, and she looked up to see a man with a smile on his face looking at her.

Zhang Ling picked up the phone in Dong Ziqing's hand and handed it to Lu Mingxuan behind him, and Lu Mingxuan respectfully delivered the phone to Qingsong's hand.

After receiving the call, Qing Song took out two yellow talismans from his arms, one was posted on the phone, and one was wrapped around his hand, and he silently recited the mantra halberd in his mouth and pointed to Dong Ziqing's mobile phone and said, "Eh! ”

A strange scene appeared, only to see a burst of black fog suddenly evaporating from the phone, and a little ghost with a cyan mouth like a needle appeared from the black fog with a squeaky sound.

At this time, the little ghost's body seemed to be grabbed by a pair of invisible big hands, and he struggled to be dragged out of the mobile phone.

When Wang Anguo, who was following behind, saw this scene, he took two steps back in fright, and his hand couldn't help but press on the gun on his waist.

"This, this, what is this?"

Dong Ziqing's face turned pale from fright by the sudden change in front of her, and she stared at the little ghost in Qingsong's hand in horror with a pair of beautiful big eyes.

Qingsong grabbed the little ghost and came to Dong Ziqing, and she was so frightened that she sat on the ground and desperately retreated.

At this time, Zhang Ling grabbed her shoulder behind him and smiled: "Don't be afraid, we won't hurt you!" ”

After saying that, Qingsong had come to Dong Ziqing's face, he sang a trumpet softly, and pinched the little ghost hard, and a pink breath spit out from its mouthparts and drilled into Dong Ziqing's nose.

The moment the pink qi penetrated her nose, Dong Ziqing's body began to shake violently, and the expression on her face was extremely painful.

"Hold her!"

Hearing Qing Song's order, Qi Dapeng stepped forward and grabbed her hand that kept waving wildly, Lu Mingxuan held her foot, and immediately Dong Ziqing was pressed to the ground by the three of them.

Wang Anguo pretended to be brave at this time and approached and asked in a low voice, "Dao Chief, nothing will happen, right?" ”

Now he is extremely worried, six people have died in this bizarre case, and if this one dies in front of him, he will really go crazy.

But as soon as his words fell, something magical happened, and I saw that Dong Ziqing's slightly vicissitudes of face gradually regained its youthful vitality, and the few white hairs on her head were dyed black little by little.

When the last wisp of pink qi entered her body, Dong Ziqing once again returned to the appearance of the young girl before.

And after the spirit ghost spit out the absorbed essence, it also became sluggish, and the original cyan body had turned dark brown, and the condensed body became illusory.

Qing Song looked at the little ghost in his hand and let go, and the little ghost immediately disappeared in front of everyone.

"Dao Chief, why did you let it go?" Wang Anguo immediately exclaimed when he saw this scene, this is a rare clue.

Zhang Ling looked at the direction where the little ghost disappeared and smiled: "Don't worry, it will take us to find the prisoner!" ”

"What do you mean?" Wang Anguo asked puzzled

Zhang Ling didn't speak, but looked at a golden aura that stretched into the distance and laughed.