Today, Jiangbei Ying sent people to the magic pen decoration company. He wants to investigate the bereaved family of the mediocre. He remembered that Prison Yong had a daughter, who was called Prison Painting. At that time, he heard someone call the name of the prison painting in the sales department, and thought it was the daughter of the prison. As a result, when I saw the appearance of the prison painting, I felt that there was a world of difference, so I made the judgment that it was not a mediocre daughter. Now he went back to check, but found that Yongyong's daughter had no trace on the file, from the birth certificate to the school file was blank, as if Yongyong had never given birth to a child.

Helpless, he had to send someone to inquire about the place where Yong had worked and lived, and then went to Yong's relatives' house to inquire, and finally found some clues and learned that Yong's daughter graduated from a key university.

Finding this, Jiang Beiying's heart shrank tightly. Because he checked the file he filled out when he entered the sales department, it was the university. If this prison painting is another prison painting, it is really difficult for Jiangbei Eagle to accept.

For this reason, Jiangbei Ying went out of his way to check the university's archives. It turned out that there were really two girls in the same class of the same major in the school, called prison painting. One of them was a prison painting he knew, and the other was an ordinary girl he had seen at the farmhouse.

Although this result made Jiangbei Ying breathe a sigh of relief, the prison painting has lost its trace since graduation. No one knows where she has gone or what she is doing. This gave Jiangbei Ying a headache. The enemy is in the dark, although there is certainly no evidence, but this matter is in the hands of his father, and he will also be severely punished.

What worries Jiangbei Eagle the most has indeed happened.

If he wanted to provoke a struggle between Longchang Real Estate and the Jiangling Group, he needed to collect evidence of Feng Sha's involvement in the murder of Jiangbei Ying.

But all this has long been untraceable. In the end, it was decided to inform Gangneung Real Estate of the facts in the form of an anonymous letter. Anyway, it's all other people's family affairs, and it doesn't matter if the evidence is not evidence, as long as the seeds of suspicion are planted, you can open an opening from these two tightly knit business giants.

So, when Jiang Tian, the chairman of Jiangling Group, walked into the office, he found an anonymous letter and a stack of materials on the table.

The content of the anonymous letter is roughly to accuse Longchang Real Estate of conspiring with Jiangbei Ying, the second son of Jiangling, to plot to kill Jiang Sudao, the eldest son of Jiangling Group, in order to weaken the strength of Jiangling Group, and at the same time instigate Jiang Beiying, the second son, to reach some kind of commercial agreement with him, transfer funds from his own property to his own private account, for pleasure, and corrode Jiangbei Ying from the root. Although there is no definite evidence of these things, the supporting materials are true. Jiang Tian was extremely suspicious, and immediately called Jiang Beiying over for questioning.

At the same time, Ye Ji, the sales supervisor of the sales department, received a letter of resignation from Jian Hua.

"What is this for? What kind of resignation are you doing? Ye Ji pretended to ask. In fact, he had already received Jiang Rouxue's instructions to find an opportunity to dismiss the prison painting. Now that he has just gotten this month's sky-high performance, he has submitted his resignation, but he is relaxed. Without waiting for the prison painting to answer, he said to himself: "But also, as you are, being a salesperson must just experience life." It's almost enjoyable, and there's no need to do it for too long. ”

Prison painting is too lazy to talk to him. Chen Peipei happened to have something to do with Ye Ji at this time, and when she saw that the prison painting was here, she didn't avoid it, and directly handed Ye Ji something.

"A letter of resignation? Why, you're going to quit too? Ye Ji was also taken aback when he saw the resignation letter handed by Chen Peipei. Why is it so coincidental today, they all came to deliver the resignation letter, is it an appointment?

Chen Peipei was the first to catch the word "also" in Ye Ji's words, and glanced at the prison painting with deep meaning and said, "Well, yes." I have other arrangements at home. ”

Do you have any other arrangements at home? What's the matter, I met another person with a background to experience life? Ye Ji thought back on Chen Peipei's performance in the past few months, although it was not as good as prison painting, but the most newcomer was also very considerable, maybe it really mattered. He nodded and said, "Okay, you two wait, I'll go to the personnel manager and go through the resignation procedures for you." ”

Ye Ji left with the resignation letters of the two, leaving Chen Peipei and Jian Hua in the office.

"Prison painting, you are indeed very unusual." Chen Peipei suddenly spoke, her voice was not as sweet and gentle as she usually was, but it sounded cold and swishing, and it seemed to have some mocking taste, which was very uncomfortable to listen to.

"What do you want to say?" Prison painting asked.

"Hehe......" Chen Peipei sneered. From the beginning when you came to the sales department, you were inferior to me everywhere, and then suddenly you turned into a crow, and the crow became a phoenix. You probably think you're superior now, right? ”

I can't answer this sentence. She didn't speak, staring at Chen Peipei, wanting to see what the girl wanted to say.

"That's right, you're pretty, rich, and you have a background, which does make you look better than the average girl. But the world is far bigger than you think, and there are many areas you don't know about. In that field, you're worthless. Don't talk about you, even the high-ranking Jiang Rouxue of the Gangneung Group is nothing. ”

Qing Soul was sent to Jiang Tian's office to deliver an anonymous letter by the prison painting at this time, and she had no way of knowing what this Chen Peipei was thinking now. But she could probably guess, and asked tentatively, "What?" Are there still ghosts and gods in this world? ”

"Ghosts? No. Chen Peipei shook her head. That's just speculation from the world because of its shallow knowledge. But there are many people in this world that you can't think of. They have absolute power, and those powers are not something that your so-called background can compete with. ”

Really. The prison painting guessed correctly, Chen Peipei must have come into contact with the cultivators by some chance and saw their methods, so she suddenly couldn't look down on these worldly things that she valued very much.

"Oh." Prison painting has little interest in the change in Chen Peipei's vision. This girl, she didn't like it very much from the beginning. It wasn't until later that she came forward to bring down Zhong Chuyan, and she didn't like Chen Peipei even more. Compared with Zhong Chuyan's domineering, Chen Peipei has an extra layer of simple and harmless disguise on the surface, but the love and vanity, comparison, and jealousy in her bones are not a little less than Zhong Chuyan.

Chen Peipei saw that the prison painting was not interested in her words at all, and became angry: "What do you mean by this? Don't you believe me?! ”

Seeing her angry, he felt amused in his heart. She winked at Chen Peipei, shook her head and said, "Hearing is false, seeing is believing." ”

"Want to see? Hehe, you're in luck today! Chen Peipei stared at the prison painting with a lofty expression, and said coldly: "I am fortunate to meet such a person through my family. The man said I was very talented and decided to take me as an apprentice. In the past few days, I have learned some fur according to Master's instructions. Prison painting, you can watch it! ”

With that, Chen Peipei stretched out her hand, took a deep breath, held her breath and concentrated, and after a while, a light blue flame finally gradually appeared on the fingertips of her right hand.

Light blue? Ice attribute cultivators? The ice attribute is very rare among cultivators, and it can cultivate many exercises that cultivators can't cultivate, so as to find another way to achieve the effect of rapid advancement. It is no wonder that Chen Peipei has this kind of opportunity, and is valued by cultivators and accepted as a disciple. It's a pity that Chen Peipei has too many messy ideas in her heart, and it is difficult to become a big thing, otherwise she will have a bright future in the future.

"How?" Chen Peipei looked at the prison painting proudly. "See? It's not magic! ”

Seeing Chen Peipei's smug appearance, the prison painting suddenly had the idea of teasing. Chen Peipei wanted to see her surprised, but she didn't give her a reaction. She shook her head and smacked her lips, "No, your magic tricks are too flawed, and your tricks are too clumsy." ”

Chen Peipei said angrily: "Prison painting! If you don't believe it, you can reach out and touch it, and try whether my ice and fire are real or fake! ”

This mind is a bit vicious. The flame formed after the internal fire of the cultivator is externalized, once ordinary people touch it, if they do not deal with it, the attributes in the body will be out of balance, and they may not see anything wrong at the time, but afterwards they will lose weight or gain weight because of it, and then endure the pain of the internal fire every day, and die of torture.

The prison painting glanced at Chen Peipei coldly. Chen Peipei is just a foundation-building level, and the externalization of the internal fire is still very unstable, if this ice and fire burns ordinary people, she may not even be able to control it, let alone deal with it after doing things for others.

If you are unkind, Hugh will blame me for being unjust. The painting reached out and touched the beautiful pale blue flame.

"You let me touch it, if it is exposed, don't cry your nose!" The sound of prison painting came from the other side. But Chen Peipei couldn't hear it anymore. Her eyes lit up with excitement, and there was only one voice in her head: touch, touch, touch......

The hand of the prison painting really touched it! Not only did he touch the pale blue flame, but he also held it tightly in his hand! Chen Peipei's heart was so excited that it jumped out of her throat! It was as if she had seen a prison painting that quickly dried up its skin or inflated its body like a balloon. What a pleasing sight to behold!

Chen Peipei, who was immersed in fantasy and couldn't extricate herself, didn't notice that as the hand holding the flame gradually tightened, the internal fire in her body was slowly decreasing, and finally disappeared. It wasn't until the flames that were released outside lost their color, and only an invisible internal force remained, that she realized that something was wrong.

"Y-What are you doing?" Chen Peipei screamed in surprise and looked at the prison painting in disbelief. "Let it go! What do you want? ”

The prison painting looked at her innocently and asked, "What are you talking about?" Didn't you let me touch it? Now that the fire is gone, what do you want me to let go? ”

"You ......" Chen Peipei was about to cry, she felt that the internal fire she had cultivated with great difficulty had completely disappeared. Not only that, but even the ice attribute spirit root in her body quickly began to shrink, as if the plant had lost its vitality, it turned yellow and withered, and finally disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

Her spiritual root has been abolished!

"Prison, prison, painting!" Chen Peipei sat on the ground sweating profusely at this time. A feeling of despair welled up in her heart, and tears flowed out of her eyes as if she didn't want money. "You wicked woman, what have you done to me?"

"Shouldn't you know best what I've done?" Prison painting crossed his arms and looked down at Chen Peipei from top to bottom. "The fire inside and outside, for ordinary people to touch, the end is only a dead end, you should know this."

Where did Chen Peipei think that the prison painting would know so clearly about the affairs of the cultivation realm. She shook her head, her heart was full of fear, and she blindly retreated, as if facing a bad wolf.

"But your master really only taught you a little bit of the surface. He only told you how to put the fire on the inside, but he didn't tell you, should you be low-key? She squatted down, her dark eyes staring at Chen Peipei's eyes, and Chen Peipei trembled.

"You want my life, I will take your spiritual root, you say, is it fair?"

The prison was smiling, but Chen Peipei felt that her expression at this time was particularly fierce and terrifying.

"Who the hell are you?"

"You can ask your master." The prison painter spread his hands and added, "If he still recognizes you as a disciple." ”

She stood up and sat down on the couch in her office. At this time, Ye Ji happened to come over with the personnel manager, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw the prison painting sitting leisurely on the sofa, while Chen Peipei was sitting on the ground, his face was full of tears, and his face was like ashes.

"What's wrong?" Seeing this picture, Ye Ji and the personnel manager were shocked. Prison Hua stood up and said with a smile: "She fell just now and cried in pain, and she didn't let her help." No, it's a tantrum tantrum! ”