"Brother Qi, after your clothes are washed out, it's not a problem to sell them for one or two million!"

"If you like it, I'll give it to you."

This dress is actually not worth a lot of money at all for the party Seventeen, after all, it is a dress that has been worn, and it has been worn for an unknown period of time, just looking at it, it is also boring.

"Brother Seven, you really sent me!?"

Wang Chengwen never expected that such an almost national treasure-level thing would be given away so casually.

"It's just a piece of clothing, so excited?"

Wang Chengwen was thundered by Seventeen's words, but since Seventeen said that he had given it to himself, it was not interesting enough to take himself, and he immediately began to think about how to repay Seventeen.

"Tell me what you've been doing lately."

Seventeen pulled out another stool and asked Wang Chengwen to sit down and speak.

Wang Chengwen was not polite to Seventeen, just sat down, and then began to talk eloquently, anyway, there was something to do with the secretary.

Seventeen listened carefully to Wang Chengwen's account of his experience in the past few days, and did not directly find out what the problem was, everything was normal.

"And do you remember when you first got unlucky?"

Since this method does not work, let's take another approach.

"First ......"

Wang Chengwen rubbed his temples and thought about it, and after a long time, he remembered some information.

Seventeen hurriedly asked what it was, Wang Chengwen said slowly: "It seems to be the time when I was smashed by the alarm clock." ”

"Smashed by an alarm clock?"

Seventeen didn't hear Lu Fei talk about what this brain was last night, so he asked, "What alarm clock?" ”

"It's just an ordinary electronic alarm clock, I don't know what's going on, I clearly remember that this thing was placed on my bedside table, but it feels like this alarm clock fell from the top of my head, Brother Seven, are you weird?"

After listening to Wang Chengwen's complaints, Seventeen no longer cared about what an alarm clock was, but seriously pondered, how could the alarm clock placed on the bedside table fall from the top of his head?

"Do you remember when?"

"It's past five o'clock, around five o'clock in the morning, when the sky is going to be bright, I remember this very clearly." Wang Chengwen recalled, and as he spoke, he pointed to the place where he was smashed at that time.

After Seventeen glanced at it, he didn't say anything, but carefully recalled what Wang Chengwen had just said to see if he could find any doubts from it.

"Do you remember what happened the day before?"

"The Day Before......"

Wang Chengwen thought about it, but finally shook his head and said, "Everything is still the same as usual, nothing special." ”

"That's weird, these filthy things can't find someone for no reason."

Seventeen understands, these ghosts should not need to harm the living, right, this is a matter of damaging yin morality, when the time comes, if the ghost is sent back to the underworld, but it will suffer a great sin.

"Don't you see how much money I have, and you want to borrow some money from me, hahaha." Wang Chengwen saw that Seventeen thought about it for a long time and didn't come up with anything, so he simply made a joke.

"They cannot borrow wealth from the living, and if you ask to give it to them, they will not receive it." Seventeen also replied, but also answered his question in disguise.

"Then I don't know, but nothing happened for two days, I think, is that the end of it?" Wang Chengwen leaned closer and said.

"Impossible."

Seventeen answered Wang Chengwen's question very directly, and continued: "You still have the breath left by that dirty thing on your body, it can't be just like that, you should be more careful these days." ”

"I know, Brother Seven." Wang Chengwen nodded, indicating that he understood.

"By the way, Brother Seven, why don't you change your hairstyle? What kind of dynasty are you doing, even if I don't say it, others will gossip behind my back. ”

Wang Chengwen saw Seventeen's hair and suddenly said such a sentence.

Seventeen looked at Wang Chengwen's hair, and said with some embarrassment: "I'm afraid this ......"

"Oh, it's okay, if you don't cut it, you won't cut it, it's a big deal to wear a hat in the future."

"Okay, then listen to you, I'll wear a hat in the future."

No way, although Seventeen has entered the modern society, in the depths of his mind, there are some things that are not allowed to be changed, such as the braids on his head, which are already ingrained and will not be changed.

Then I saw Wang Chengwen take out his mobile phone, dial a number, and said: "Help me prepare a hat, I want a black one, and send it to room No. 5 when it's ready." ”

He cut off the phone, and said to Seventeen with a smile: "Hehe, Brother Seven, you won't blame me for helping you choose a color casually, right?" ”

"It's okay, it's good to have it, who would dislike anything." Seventeen said nonchalantly.

This is what Mo Yunyang often said to them, often when his senior brothers wanted something new, but they had no money, Mo Yunyang would say such a sentence to them.

Within minutes, there was a knock on Seventeen's door. Then I saw a woman of great appearance walk in, still holding a black hat in her hand.

"Mr. Wang, this is the hat you want."

"Okay, thank you, by the way, there's nothing going on in the company right now, right?" Wang Chengwen asked after taking the hat.

"It's not a big deal, it's just that Market-Guide Company just called us and wanted to sign a cooperation project with us, and I made an appointment until half past two tomorrow afternoon."

"Oh, got it, you go get busy first, I still have something to do here, I'll call you when I'm done."

"yes, got it."

The woman then left the room, leaving only a scent.

"Oh, that's my secretary." Wang Chengwen just smiled and simply explained the identity of this beautiful woman who just came in to give her hat.

Seventeen just sighed, because I heard Lu Fei say that Wang Chengwen's secretary, named Zhu Ling, is a superb beauty, and many high-level executives in the company want to have a good relationship with her.

It's just that Zhu Ling has a boyfriend and is still a special soldier, so these people only chatted with her for a few words at most, and they didn't dare to provoke too much, so as not to be cleaned up by her boyfriend.

Now that I see them like this, I really feel that they are indeed more attractive than those women on the street.

Somehow, Ye Qingyan suddenly remembered in his mind.

"Brother Seven, don't beat her idea, she already has a boyfriend, she is a special soldier, just our body, people can knock down a lot of them in two or three clicks!"