Chapter 508: Zhou Yue and his people
The single-storey units in the high-end community are relatively large, so there are up to three families on the first floor, and occasionally the location of this lot is biased, and many people buy houses for their parents to live in, or they are idle and other appreciation.
What's more, the parking lot has two floors, so it is extremely empty when you walk into the parking lot.
The ghost qi on Bai Tang's fingertips was still swirling, stretched into a slender silk thread, and he began to search for it according to the impression of the blood he had just come into contact with.
The moment the black silk opened from the elevator door, it spread forward, moving into the distance.
"This is it." Bai Tang opened his mouth and said, with a snap of his fingers with his other hand, the entire parking lot was covered in black mist, and the power supply on the monitor was suddenly pinched off.
Jiang Futing quickly followed his ghost aura to the edge of a black cayenne.
Zhou Yue is still quite rich and can afford this car.
His eyes began to investigate the car, and everything was still normal inside, but there were some scattered documents on the passenger side of the car, probably because they were in the car, and they were insignificant and discarded at random.
Jiang Futing leaned closer to the car window, on which was the information of the examination, the signature of the examiner was very sloppy, but it could be inferred from the outline that the person's surname was Zhang, and the other word was brought into a stroke, which could not be inferred.
He had read some of the previous news, and the Internet said that it was caused by the malfeasance and mistakes of the operators.
There is also a photo of a girl pressed below, with a side face, thick makeup, and she doesn't look too old.
A little familiar, Jiang Futing frowned and pondered.
"Let's see if the power is cut off over there!" Not far away, there were a lot of footsteps and calls.
Jiang Futing buried his head vigilantly, and when he looked at the people around him, Bai Tang was smiling at him: "He's not in a hurry, and we're not in a hurry, he will definitely come to us anyway."
The palm of his hand was suddenly grabbed again, and it flashed back to his door after a few seconds.
"Rich people like you, aren't you all good at checking the background?" After arriving outside his house, Bai Tang didn't hide his words.
Jiang Futing was about to say, no.
Bai Tang continued to take the lead: "You go and check that Zhou Yue's background, his matter shouldn't be so simple."
Jiang Futing "en" for a moment, and when he was about to open the door, he found that his hand was still being grabbed.
Bai Tang noticed his lingering gaze, shook off his hand and smiled: "It feels so good, forget it!"
He didn't speak, ready to open the door.
The "Ka" gate was the first to open.
Both men looked into the room at the same time.
Lin Jin's hand pushing the door was stuck in half, and he looked at them in surprise, "Why did you come back so quickly, it's only been ten minutes!" β
She said and looked up and down on Jiang Futing's body, and clapped her hands: "Oh, I forgot to take the coat, right, I'll go get the coat for you!"
Jiang Futing hurriedly stopped the woman who turned around as she spoke, "No need, he will have something to do in a while, so he won't go out." β
"That's it!" Lin Jin looked disappointed
"I thought you were going out to play today, and I made an appointment with my little sister before."
Jiang Futing walked into the house and changed into a pair of slippers, and the slippers under his feet were already dirty: "You go, I'll rest at home."
He said and looked back at Bai Tang, who was still standing outside, "Come in and sit down?" β
"yes!" Lin Jin took his bag and pulled Bai Tang enthusiastically: "If you're not in a hurry, just sit down and chat or something!" My son learns every day, and everyone learns stupidly. β
"Mom." Jiang Futing shouted speechlessly.
Bai Tang covered his face and smiled politely: "Then I'll bother." β
"Don't bother, don't bother." Lin Jin dragged people in, and poked his head in before going out: "If you keep it for dinner at night, just tell me about more pairs of chopsticks."
"Okay, aunt, let's go." Bai Tang waved his hand.
Jiang Futing watched Bai Tang completely exude his lazy and happy nature the moment Lin Jin left, and fell directly on the sofa.
He looked at the few shoe prints on the spotless floor, and said with the anger in his heart: "Change your shoes first."
"Right now." Bai Tang softly raised one arm and lowered it again, signaling that he was still alive.
Jiang Futing stood in place and stared at him, the air around him faintly frozen, "Now." β
The voice on the sofa was weak, and he didn't want to move at all: "Right away~"
Jiang Futing directly turned around and took out a pair of slippers for guests in the shoe cabinet, and then squatted down with disgust and forcibly took off the shoes on his feet.
Bai Tang suddenly woke up like a dream, bounced up from the zombie-like shape on the sofa, and looked at him dissatisfied: "Trouble! There are a lot of problems. β
Jiang Futing ignored him, went to mop the floor with a mop, and didn't stop until the floor was shining brightly.
When he returned to the living room, Bai Tang was curiously groping around.
"Huh! This kind of ornament in your house is very artistic, I can't see that I still like this tone. Bai Tang held a Tang Sancai porcelain vase and exclaimed.
"It's a pretty good pen, too." Bai Tang suddenly grabbed a signature pen in his hand.
Jiang Futing glanced at the things in his hand and quickly snatched them back, "Don't touch this." β
It was from the Jiang Dynasty, and it was quite important to the Jiang Dynasty, but it was not very useful, and it was always placed there as an ornament.
Bai Tang nodded and didn't ask.
After Jiang Futing took a cup of boiling water, he saw that he was still looking around, and asked, "I'll go back to the room, do you want to come up?" β
The other party's movements paused obviously, and he put down the other things in his hand, and there was a sense of inquiry in his eyes: "Xueba, are you still studying after the exam?" β
"No, Cha Zhouyue." As soon as Jiang Futing finished speaking, his mobile phone vibrate.
He put down the water glass and glanced at Lin Jin's message.
βDon't come back for dinner at noon, does Mr. Bai stay for dinner in the evening? When I stay, I go out together at night.
Jiang Futing glanced at the person next to him.
Bai Tang leaned on the armrest of the sofa casually, tilted his head to meet his gaze, and when his head was pressed to one shoulder, his loose long hair had grown longer than his arms. "What's wrong?"
"My mom asked you again, do you want to stay for dinner?" Jiang Futing handed him the cup in his hand.
Bai Tang took the cup, originally wanted to agree, but raised his head and thought about it again, and took a small sip of water: "No, I'll see you check the information and go back later." β
Jiang Futing looked at him silently, Bai Tang had never been to other places except for the remote alley, receiving orders, and occasionally going to the underworld.
Just like his life, he draws a clear and white line, from here to there, he will not step out of many places, but will only pace back and forth in this circle.
"Okay." Jiang Futing lowered his head and replied to Lin Jin's message, poured another glass of water, and walked to the room with Bai Tang.
His house is simple, minimalist, neat and clean.
The room itself is not small, the first glance of the view is very open, there is a floor-to-ceiling window next to the curtain, the morning sun spills in obliquely, looking at it makes people feel particularly comfortable.
When Jiang Futing turned around, Bai Tang had an unsurprising look in his eyes.
He sat down in front of his computer and put down the cup in his hand: "You can sit as you like," pointing to the small round stool by the window, "that can be moved." β
Bai Tang was too lazy to take those few steps, and with a slight move of his fingers, the ghost qi rolled up the stool and scooped things over.
Jiang Futing has always been very curious, what realm does he have to do with this ability, he is now at most collecting and releasing it, and he is still filling the ghost vein, occasionally drawing talismans.
And the knowledge points in the book given to him are more extensive, listing heaven, earth and people, but there are fewer details.
After Bai Tang sat down, he asked, "What are the signs of promotion?" β
"It's time for a breakthrough." Bai Tang dragged the stool to his side and lay on his arm: "The ghost qi will suddenly riot abnormally, and a vision will appear, and with the increase of the level, the vision will be more powerful, and it will cause an abnormality in the heaven and earth in the back." Each level of ghost qi has a different form in your body. β
"Yes." Jiang Futing nodded.
After the computer page was completely opened, the two of them plunged headlong into the search for information about Zhou Yue.
Unlike financial, real estate or entertainment creative enterprises, companies such as chemical plants do not need any special promotion, do not have official blogs, and there are very few advertisements and announcements that the enterprises usually make.
The operation of this kind of enterprise does not need any gimmicks, only a strong R & D and production, sales to attract customers, the industry in the same industry to make a reputation, reduce costs and unit price to make small profits and quick turnover, and most of the ordinary traditional manufacturing factory operation mode is not too much different.
However, China Trade Gasification is not small in the same industry, mainly producing natural gas and methanol, and others.
The news reported that due to the operator Wang Xiu, the work is lazy on weekdays, the equipment inspection is perfunctory, the operation is improper, the cold box collapses, the liquid oxygen leaks quickly, and the oxygen is rich
In this case, combustibles were encountered, which led to explosions and burning.
Several news stories also showed videos of Wang Xiu sneaking into his boss's office to steal things, as well as a resignation document signed by him and a certificate admitting that he was slacking off after the company found out that he had stolen things.
Before he could complete his resignation procedures, such an accident occurred on the last day of work, and he himself died in the explosion.
When it was on the hot search, a group of people were desperately scolding this dead person, I don't know if there are sunspots with rhythm, and many people are quite happy because he only died and didn't cause others to die.
At that time, the Internet was desperately crusading against a dead person, wishing to dig someone out of the grave and whip the corpse, but just looking at this news there was nothing abnormal.
Jiang Futing carefully searched for the useful information on it, he did things very quickly, no matter what he did, he was in a state of mind, and the voices and movements on the side could be isolated by him, just like entering another world completely.
Bai Tangguang had a headache when he saw these words, and at first he was still lying there with his fingers tapping on the table and reading slowly with him, but he didn't last five minutes before he began to doze off.
After another five minutes, I was already asleep.
Jiang Futing flipped through the above documents over and over again, and the news of China Trade in the past was basically sent from their own corporate official website.
The official website is still quite big, whether it is the introduction of the industry involved, the technical equipment, including the safety of the team and the production line, it has also taken a lot of pictures and text to create a reliable and advanced effect.
There are also internal news updates from within the company that are updated daily, and in addition to official inspections, there is also a fixed monthly self-review of the company.
(End of chapter)