And this flame turned out to be blue!

The director of the control department thought that he had seen it wrong, he rubbed his eyes, and when he looked again, Liu Xingyang let out a heart-rending horror shout, and he realized what had happened.

"Get a fire extinguisher!" He shouted to his overwhelmed men.

A male staff member quickly retrieved a foam fire extinguisher, but before he could open it, Liu Xingyang's body seemed to melt, turning into ashes little by little, and then disappeared.

Everyone in the hall was stunned for a moment.

"What's going on?" The head of control panicked, and it was the first time he had encountered such a strange thing after he had used a small conspiracy to squeeze his predecessor out and take over the place.

"It was someone who changed history and killed Mr. Liu's ancestors." A middle-aged man with glasses said, "So Mr. Liu is gone now, and everything related to him will also disappear." ”

"What? How is this possible? The head of control's heart turned cold.

Although he relied on "office conspiracy" and connections, he still understands some of his business.

"That's the only answer." The old staff member affirmed.

"That is to say, there are 'white rats' who are countering us...... "The head of the control department saw the destruction of the executive director and immediately understood what was going on.

"We should immediately check Mr. Liu's family background." A young female staff member suggested.

"It's useless, in this case, everything related to Mr. Liu will disappear." The old staff said coldly, and glanced at this young and beautiful female staff with contempt - she had been passed by the supervisor's "unspoken rules", otherwise with her business level, she would not be able to enter the control department.

"There's always going to be a clue, right?" The female employee argued unconvinced.

"Nothing." The old staff snorted, "You just want to find Mr. Liu's wife now, but you can't find it - because she should be someone else's wife now, not Mr. Liu's, if you don't believe it, you can call and try." The result of changing history, that's it. ”

The female staff was silent.

"But our memory of Mr. Liu will not change." The deputy director seemed to suddenly remember one thing, "I was once invited to Mr. Liu's house as a guest, Mr. Liu likes to collect, I saw some of his collection of artworks in his home, most of which are related to Tibetan culture, such as thangkas, bowl......s made of human skulls, human skin drums, Buddha statues and so on."

"Do you mean that Mr. Liu's ancestor may be a noble slave owner in Tibet?" The head of control looked at his deputy, this guy was lucky enough to go to the executive director's house, and it seemed that he had to be careful, but the top priority was to deal with the current situation as soon as possible......

"Yes, it could be a lama." The deputy director said cautiously.

"Even then, it's too big." The head of control said with a frown.

"There's no better way than that." The deputy supervisor knew that this was an opportunity to make meritorious service and insisted.

"Alright then, let's start here." The head of control couldn't think of anything else but to agree.

"Don't you need to report Mr. Liu's matter?" The old staff interjected.

"Escalation is a must, and it has to be reported directly to Mr. Simler." "However, it's best to wait until our search results are available before reporting it." ”

After the decision was made, under the orders of the supervisor, the entire personnel of the control department were running as fast as a clockwork machine.

When she found that the "Star Picking Tower" of the "Time and Space Paradise" company in the distance was empty, the consternation on Sha Yan's face could be imagined.

She usually wakes up before dawn, because it's the most beautiful time of the day in her coastal city, and the anniversary of the company's founding may be as beautiful as usual.

But this Monday was particularly strange, the sun was shining through Shayan's 8-meter-high window frame, and she was still lying down, dreaming that she was back in her childhood, playing on the beach with her friends. She was awakened by the sun, blinked, and slipped back into her dreams. There, she dreamed that she had become a child again, gobbling up a sweet cake, while the people around her laughed at her greed while continuing to encourage her.

She rolled over and enjoyed the comfortable temperature of the waterbed. The waterbed is round and has a leather rim rolled around it. She pillowed and listened to the sound of water in the bed.

Then she opened her eyes.

The device indicating the number on the alarm is flashing, it must be running out of power, and no, she has set the wrong program, about eight o'clock.

What's wrong?

It's Monday, and Sha Yan is lying listlessly in bed. It's been another long day. The company usually doesn't open until 9:30, and she still has a lot of time to check the data. And she gave Liu Dandan a lot of hair and skin scraps as early as when she was in the gift shop, and she put them in a plastic box (Liu Dandan can no longer use the excuse of accusing her of being lazy and leaving the work to others), so she doesn't have to do those things this morning.

But after five minutes, she got out of the covers, put on her shower cap, took a shower, and sat down at the French dresser.

She combed her long, soft hair into large, wavy curls, then applied foundation, a cool, smooth layer of powder, and then applied lipstick. Press the key, and a burst of music floats out.

This is her favorite song, and she hums along to the fairy rhyme of the song until the highlight of the song.

As she listened, she applied eyeshadow, her favorite being the green eyeshadow, which she bought at a famous boutique, and only there could she buy this emerald eyeshadow.

She applied large drops of black mascara to her false eyelashes, and when the daily music was over, she opened her laptop and looked at the closet.

When she put on the lace shirt, a message came from her laptop that the company's headquarters had asked all departments to report to their respective departments immediately.

Although the news was very short, Sha Yan's first feeling was that something big had happened.

But she wasn't worried.

The "immortal virus" that she stole is now an exclusive product for the company's top management and "platinum customers", and her "princess" also has a part, but she used it for a while in advance.

There was no one in the kitchen, and she made herself a cup of instant coffee, which she drank in the morning if not a little hungry. Then she ate a dozen more sausages and cookies baked in the microwave before going downstairs, opening the garage, and picking up her luxury car and hitting the road.