Facts tell us that there is nothing that cannot be done, only people who cannot do it. Thanks to the addition of Dongyang, all the work was finally completed before dawn.

Zhang Yao and Dong Bo had already been lying on the table and were sleepy, falling asleep. Dongyang was left alone to quickly sort out all kinds of materials, and when the last report was printed, he sat down in his chair to rest with relief.

Maybe this is the difference between the king and the prince, the twenty-eight-year-old emperor is not so easy to be, Xu Dongyang seems to have never slept peacefully since taking over the company, he misses the time in college, and misses the friction sound from the basketball court.

But now it's hard to go back, and sitting on the dragon chair where my grandfather used to sit, I really understand his feelings. Thousands of employees rely on this company for their livelihood, to be precise, he alone.

He will also feel tired and tired when he is under too much pressure on his back.

Gently walked behind Zhang Yao, put his suit over his shoulders, and Xu Dongyang left the office.

It's time to go to work, and the chatter in the house wakes up the two people who are sleeping.

Zhang Yao yawned and sat up, seeing the clothes on his shoulders and knowing that Dongyang had already left, and seeing the neatly placed documents on the table, he admired it very much.

It's quite gratifying to put everything in Dong Bo's hands and see her grateful eyes, this is the joy of helping others. Although most of it is due to Dongyang, he still has his own intentions.

A boring day was spent in Zhang Yao's groggy memory, and today was already the weekend. Dong Bo waited with anticrative expectations for Master Zhang to get off work.

Zhang Yao swayed the car keys and walked to the parking lot, and Dong Bo trotted all the way behind to catch up.

Hearing the footsteps, Zhang Yao turned around.

"What are you doing?"

Miss Dong held her large leather bag and pushed her glasses. Panting and replied to him, "Didn't you promise to come to my house to have a look?" ”

"Oh~~~" Zhang Yao suddenly realized that Pan Zhen's incident made him forget about the haunting of Dong Bo's house a long time ago. "Then take a look, I'll drive with your car, and I have to go home to feed Miao Miao at night."

He couldn't expect to be shocked, and the guy who was afraid of cats didn't even dare to enter Zhang Yao's room now.

Dong Bo heard that Master Zhang agreed, and happily rushed to his parking space.

Two cars, one in front and one behind. Trail along. The red beetle finally stopped in a high-rise residential complex.

Zhang Yao parked the car and stood in the concrete jungle, feeling much smaller. There is no so-called park in this community. The 30-storey building is almost glued together. One after another, the colorful lights reflect thousands of households.

This and the villa area where he lives now are simply two worlds, and it is inevitable to sigh in his heart.

Dong Bo walked in front and guided Zhang Yao into the unit door of one of the residences, because of the high floor. So there are many elevators, too. There were four of them, and the long corridors connected seven or eight families.

Zhang Yao remembered what his mother once told him, saying that some of the old houses built during Xiao Ri's invasion were transparent corridors, one door and one family.

The two of them took the elevator to the 18th floor, and Dong Bo took a long time from the big black bag to find the key.

Zhang Yao stood behind her, observing the somewhat chaotic corridor, with shoe racks, umbrellas, cardboard boxes, garbage bags, almost everything.

Dong Bo walked to a silver-gray metal door and twisted the key twice to open it.

Zhang Yao looked down at the room. I looked outside the house again, hesitating and not knowing where to throw my shoes.

"Put it in the house, there have been people stealing shoes lately. Your leather shoes are still quite new, and they may not be there for a while. ”

Dong Boha took Zhang Yao's shoes in with his waist and closed the door again.

Zhang Yao wore slippers and walked slowly into the house while looking at the small living room. The bathroom is facing the entrance door, and the blue plastic steel sliding door can only accommodate a toilet and a sink. There is no such thing as a dining room or kitchen, there is a dining table next to the open stove, and a pot of grass is simply placed on it.

Further afield was a white double bed, a white wardrobe, and a very small TV hanging from the wall, probably about the size of his monitor.

How do you describe a room at a glance? Unpretentious or homeless.

Zhang Yao sat at the only dining table and lit a cigarette.

"You live by yourself?"

Dong Bo packed up his leather bag, quickly pulled up a few clothes that were thrown away at random, and stood opposite Zhang Yao with some embarrassment.

"Ah~~ Yes, I live by myself, and after graduating from college, my parents bought this house with the down payment I received, and I am still paying off the loan."

Zhang Yao nodded and looked around again: "How much money did you spend?" ”

Dong Bo scratched his unkempt head embarrassedly: "When I bought it, it was fine, less than one million, and now I definitely can't buy it." ”

"A million?" Zhang Yao was a little surprised, he had the impression that if he spent one million in his hometown, he should be able to buy a villa. But after all, this is the big capital, the heart of the country, and it is lucky that one million can buy this dwelling.

"Uh, you can sit down too, and we'll just wait for the ghost to show up?" Zhang Yao also felt a little embarrassed, men and women were in the same room, and the relationship was not very close.

"It usually comes out in the second half of the night when I fall asleep, and I haven't been an outsider in my house, and I don't know if it dares to come to Master Zhang when it sees you, or I'll pour you a glass of water first." Dong Bo ran to the side of the cupboard in a panic, took out two cups and poured some warm water.

It's still embarrassing to drink water. Zhang Yao stood up and walked around the already small room.

"It's like this, I see that you also have a place in this closet, or I'll hide, you can rest normally, if it comes out, I'll come out to cure it."

"Huh?!" Dong Bo exclaimed: "Master Zhang~ My wardrobe is very small, you go in, it's too uncomfortable." ”

Zhang Yao waved his hand: "It's okay, you make room for the things inside." ”

Dong Bo was quite embarrassed to clean up the wardrobe. If it weren't for the evil ghosts, she really didn't want to trouble others, but sometimes people are forced into a certain situation and have to make decisions.

At night, Dong Bo lay on the bed and slept in clothes, a pair of eyes poked out of the wardrobe always stayed on her body, making her feel very uncomfortable, although she knew that it was Zhang Yao looking at her, but this heterophobia may also resist the eyes.

I turned around and dragged the quilt on my head, but I still couldn't sleep over and over again.

Fortunately, she didn't rest well last night, and after zero hours, she gradually entered her dream. The sound of the ticking clock in the room became particularly harsh.

Zhang Yao was hiding in the closet and was constantly disturbed by a burst of sleepiness, just when he was hazy and seemed to be asleep. A gust of wind suddenly swept in, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly became strange.

Zhang Yao suddenly came to his senses, held his breath, and inspected the situation outside through the gap in the wardrobe partition. (To be continued.) )