Sun Buwu said that the script Zhang Qiusheng was writing was neither a ---virgin nor a virgin --- a male work, but an uncle's work. He is the screenwriter and composer of the upcoming "Red Pond".

There is still more than a month before the summer vacation, and the publicity of "Red Water Pond" is not very large. In addition to the fact that young people generally don't care much about what movies are about to show, the Internet has not yet become widespread, and mobile phones have not yet been introduced.

But Tong Ganghui knows "Red Water Pond". He has long wanted to enter the film and television industry, so he is attentive to the film and television industry. Tong Ganghui suddenly thought of an idea: "Hey, Zhang Qiusheng, how about the two of us work together?" You write, I'll pay for the shooting. ”

Let's talk about this later, Zhang Qiusheng said: "I don't have a good idea, it's all on a whim." If the interest is over, maybe throw it aside. I don't dare delay your fortune. ”

A car stopped beside Zhang Qiusheng, and Wei Shizhu and another man got out of the car. Wei Shizhu said to Zhang Qiusheng: "Qiusheng, this is Lao Wang, and he is responsible for the decoration of your house. Tell him what you want. ”

Zhang Qiusheng packed up his things and said: "My requirements are very simple, first, be fast, and second, don't engage in those formaldehyde, stupid phenol and other chemicals." Let's go and see the house first. ”

Tong Ganghui hurriedly shouted: "Don't go, our matter hasn't been discussed yet." ”

The current situation is that you don't worry about me. And I, too, don't worry about you. Zhang Qiusheng said: "The reason is that we have dealt with each other for the first time and do not understand each other. Do you think this will work? I'll send three million to the bank, and you go through a consignment collection procedure. Then you withdraw the money with the completed property right certificate and land certificate, do you think this is good? ”

Tong Gangyu nodded and said, "Okay, let's do it." We will each bear half of the transfer fee, what do you think? "That's all there is to it. These students are individuals, not businesses, and cannot issue promissory notes. Settlement in the same city, and can not be collected and undertaken.

Okay, Zhang Qiusheng said while walking: "In addition, I can pay 10,000 yuan for entertainment." When you are looking for someone to do something, you still have to invite someone to drink the wine. ”

Zhang Qiusheng still operated on Chang Lao, the former vice governor. No way, I don't know who gave the Chang family the ghost idea, the Chang family went to Qilin to invite the president of the Medical University. Zhang Qiusheng still has great respect for the principal, and the principal has always been very good to him. Zhang Qiusheng is a person who is respected by others, and he will definitely respect him in return.

After more than a month, it was almost summer vacation, and Tong Ganghui completed the transfer procedures. The head of the household is Tong Wucha, and the co-co-owner Zhang Qiusheng and several others handed over the property right certificate and land use right certificate to the bank, and the bank transferred the money that had already been allocated to Tong Gangyu.

The $3 million purchase money didn't move the money in their pool. In order to stabilize the deposit of 20 million, Governor Li gave Zhang Qiusheng an idea. 20 million yuan is transferred to fixed deposits, and the bank gives them a credit limit of 15 million yuan, which can be repaid with the loan interest and principal as they use.

Banks hate the poor and love the rich. Of course, such a profitable and loss-making deal must be grasped quickly. Say it's fifteen million, but in fact they won't use much. How much money will be used by a few people who don't even run a company?

Zhang Qiusheng and a few others discussed it. Thinking that they didn't need to use 20 million at a time anyway, they agreed to President Li. Therefore, the 3 million purchase money was borrowed from the bank.

The Textile Building is located at the entrance of the second-class commercial market, and the street is deserted at 11 o'clock in the evening. Zhang Qiusheng, Li Mantun, Sun Buwu and Gao Shanhan quietly entered the building, turned around and closed the door, in case there was any movement that would not affect ordinary people.

The light from the street lamps outside shines into the building, and there is a little light inside, but it is very dim. Four people went from the first floor to the fifth floor to the roof, and then from the top back to the first floor.

According to Tong Ganghui's reaction, the ghosts here don't come out every day. So, isn't today the day the ghosts come out?

Zhang Qiusheng asked Feng Delong, does the special service team know about the haunting of the Textile Building? Feng Delong's answer was that he had vaguely heard of it, but he didn't take it seriously.

Zhang Qiusheng still doesn't understand, isn't your special service team specialized in dealing with supernatural incidents? How can you know it's haunted and don't care? Isn't this a dereliction of duty?

The special service team isn't specialized in dealing with paranormal events now, okay? It also deals with the cultivation of real things. Besides, aren't you also a member of the Special Service, how do you call your Special Service Team? Feng Delong sprayed Zhang Qiusheng first, and then said, "You know that there are four levels to deal with supernatural events, right? The special service detachment was dispatched only after receiving a report from Xiu Zhenren. The ghosts in that building didn't make much noise, and the gods did things very smoothly, and they got a lot of money. The god stick did not alarm the Xiu Zhenren, and the Xiu Zhenren did not alarm the special service team. ”

Zhang Qiusheng understood. The Secret Service does this so that everyone has something to eat. Hell, it's harmless to make trouble, and it doesn't have much impact and no one is killed, so let the gods eat it. If you encounter an evil ghost, and the god stick can't eat and choke, then it's time to cultivate a real person and get rich. The evil ghosts that even the cultivators can't deal with are the last ones in the special service detachment.

So is it a violation for a special service member to buy a ghost house? No, Feng Delong said: "There is no rule that special service members are not allowed to buy ghost houses, so there are no violations." ”

Li Mantun was in a hurry, and he ran up and down without seeing a ghost, so he said: "Today may not be a haunted day, go back, and come back tomorrow." ”

Zhang Qiusheng took out a small bench, sat down and said, "It's still early, we'll wait for the time, and we won't leave if we don't see the ghost at one o'clock in the morning." ”

The dim light does not affect these people from reading books. Zhang Qiusheng continued to write his script, and he could finish the first draft tonight, so he had to hurry up.

The building is quiet, and there are a few car horns outside, which makes the building even quieter. Four people read books, and code words read books. Occasionally sip tea, smoke a cigarette, or chew on a snack.

Towards midnight, there was a faint sound of whimpering cries, and gradually the cries became louder and louder, almost terrible screams. This scream is a heart-rending pain, a fear of death, a wail, a plea for mercy, a cry—

Suddenly, several baby cries came: "Whoa——, oh-ah-" The voice was terrible and miserable, and it started and stopped abruptly. After a while, it suddenly started again, over and over again. It's indescribably weird, and it makes people get goosebumps involuntarily.

An angry male voice roared and cursed. Then he began to cry and beg for mercy. Cursing again, crying again, begging for mercy again -

All kinds of ghost crying and ghost screams filled the entire building, making people not know where the sound came from, and the ears were filled with only tooth-sore ghost sounds, which made people want to die headlong in horror and sadness.

Of course, these are not difficult for people with high cultivation like Zhang Qiusheng, Li Mantun and Sun Buwu. They ran down the basement floor, their eyes fixed on a spot in the northwest corner. In their consciousness, a female corpse lay about a meter deep below the terrazzo in this corner. The female corpse was holding a newborn baby in her arms, and the placenta slipped between her legs, and the baby's umbilical cord was still attached to her body. The tragic scene made the three young men unbearable to witness, and tears flowed involuntarily. These people look fucked on the surface, but in fact, their hearts are the softest.

Zhang Qiusheng found that the female corpse was also staring at him, and he knew that it was just the effect of his divine sense. If you use the naked eye, the female corpse is rotten to the point that only bones remain. It was only the soul of a female corpse that was looking at him with his eyes, and there was deep fear and resentment in his eyes. Zhang Qiusheng asked softly: "Don't be afraid, we are here to save you." Tell me, who made you like this? ”

It's Peng Desheng! The resentment of the female corpse was even worse. Peng Desheng is the manager of the textile company. Also, there is Peng Yongkang, who is the contractor of this building and the brother of Peng Desheng's own village. There were five other people, all from the textile company, but I couldn't name them.

Li Mantun turned Zhang Qiusheng, pointed to the west again, and said in his mouth: "Nima, this is the white tiger position, bury people here." Whoever becomes the owner of this building will be unlucky. ”

It was also a meter below the terrazzo floor, where a man was buried. The man's head was bleeding, his hand was broken, and he was also looking at Zhang Qiusheng with a pair of eyes open, and his expression was eager to talk to him.

Zhang Qiusheng nodded with the male corpse, but still said in a very soft tone: "We are here to save you, or to avenge you." Tell me, who killed you. ”

Shuangjiang has been a major textile province since ancient times. After the national policy of grasping the big and letting go of the small, and continuing to deepen the reform, the textile industry in other provinces and cities is having a hard time, but the textile industry in Shuangjiang is thriving.

Other textile companies in Lianglin City are developing at a high speed, which is the specific effect of the country's policy of grasping large and letting go of small, cutting off small textiles all over the country, so that the real large textile enterprises do bigger and stronger. In this way, China's textiles can truly go to the world.

But their textile company, Liang Lin, has deteriorated under Peng Desheng's leadership. It was in this situation that the company decided to cut down a number of subordinate factories and lay off the workers of these factories. Then concentrate financial resources on the construction of this complex.

It is planned that after the completion of the 12-storey building, the first, second and third floors will be used as business halls, and the two forms of investment and leasing will be adopted. The 10th, 11th and 12th floors are used as corporate offices, and the rest is rented out as office buildings.

It would have been good to get rid of the burden, revitalize the stock assets, and change the way of doing business. But the building was built on the fifth floor when the funding suddenly broke. Of course, there are many reasons for the company's report to the superiors, but Yu Jishan, as the company's accountant, knows very well that the company's leadership team is collectively corrupt.

Yu Jishan is just ordinary cost accounting. Neither the Chief of Finance nor the Principal Accountant. Nor is he brave enough to stand up and actively fight corruption. Yu Jishan just made another account. His plan is that the anti-corruption authorities can have an explanation when they investigate it, and he will not be involved.

This matter was discovered by Peng Desheng, and he asked Yu Jishan to hand over the account book. From Peng Desheng's fierce eyes, Yu Jishan intuitively knew that if the ledger was handed over, he would definitely die. If the ledger is not handed over, there may be a way to live. He planned to go to the procuratorate as soon as he escaped from Peng Desheng's clutches.

The place where Peng Desheng talked to Yu Jishan was in this unfinished building. Yu Jishan has never been out since.

Peng Desheng persecuted Yu Jishan from 10 o'clock in the morning until 8 o'clock in the evening, and after severe torture, Yu Jishan never said where the account book was hidden.

In the end, Peng Desheng brought Yu Jishan's wife Li Yuanyuan. Li Yuanyuan was nine months pregnant at this time and was about to give birth. The company leader lied to her, saying that Yu Jishan suddenly fell into a coma, and he didn't know what the illness was, and asked his family to hurry up and explain the situation.