Fang Qingyang's voice was very small, and everyone didn't hear it. Light Han was looking at him, and it could be seen from the shape of his lips.

After reading the newspaper, Qinghan pretended to be very scared and said, "Oh my God, am I really seeing the hell in the daytime?" You didn't think there was anything unusual in this room just now, did you? I thought it was cold when I came in, and it's much better now. ”

It's cold? The reporters in the office looked at each other, and the short-haired female reporter even wrapped her big shawl tightly and said, "It's really cold, I feel a little cold too." ”

"Yes, Miss Hong also said that Lao Chen came out with his stomach covered, God, when Lao Chen died, his stomach was dissected, and his intestines flowed out, I don't think he was holding his stomach, but to block his intestines, that is Lao Chen's ghost! I don't blink an eyelid. ”

The glasses reporter was very good at association. Hearing this, the people in the entire office showed a look of fear, and Team Leader Ma was also very scared, but in order to stabilize the morale of the army, he scolded: "We are all people who have read books, science is the truth, don't say that these are not there, superstitious thoughts!" ”

Everyone was silent, so they heard Fang Qingyang say leisurely: "Miss Hong is not here to advertise, right?" ”

"Then what do you think I'm here for?" Light cold aggressive.

"It's here to scare us."

He smiled coldly: "Sir, do you think our Dahua Foreign Bank is too idle?" ”

Team Leader Ma was bent on making this business, and hurriedly played the round: "Haha, Miss Hong, this is Reporter Fang, it's Lao Chen......"

Team Leader Ma's words were held back, he hated to give himself a mouthful, why didn't he open which pot to mention? Everyone is going to be scared to death, what to mention Lao Chen.

"Oh, it turns out that you are the reporter Mr. Chen said." Qing Han deliberately looked Fang Qingyang up and down, his eyes full of defense.

Of course, Fang Qingyang saw that Qing Han's eyes were not good, so he snorted and didn't say anything more.

"Team Leader Ma, I have something very important to talk to you about."

Qing Han suddenly motioned to Team Leader Ma to step aside and whispered.

Team Leader Ma thought he was going to talk about advertising, so he pointed to the inside and said, "Okay, then let's go in and talk about it." ”

Qinghan deliberately glanced at Fang Qingyang when he followed Team Leader Ma in.

After a while, Team Leader Ma sent Qinghan out, and the two of them whispered a few more words, and Qinghan said goodbye.

After that Miss Hong left, Fang Qingyang asked, "Team leader, have you negotiated?" ”

Team Leader Ma glanced at him: "Reporter Fang, write your news well and don't ask about these things." ”

Fang Qingyang was stunned for a moment, and smiled: "I'm worried...... That woman, always felt weird, not like a person who really wanted to do business,"

"You can see what." Team Leader Ma's expression was a little bored.

Fang Qingyang didn't talk anymore, he sat in his seat, staring at the paper on the desktop mountain, and he was already wandering in all directions.

What is the origin of this woman? Did she really see Lao Chen's ghost or ...... Deliberately scaring me? What the hell does she know about me?

The more Fang Qingyang thought about it, the more restless he became, he stood up, hurriedly put a stack of manuscript paper into his briefcase, and said, "I'll go out and find an informant to see what is strange recently." ”

"Reporter Fang, I have a letter from you."

The handyman came over with a few letters and put them on Fang Qingyang's desk.

"My letter?"

Fang Qingyang took the letter, opened it and glanced at it, his hand shook violently. The glasses reporter next to him also packed his things and prepared to go out, and when he looked up and saw Fang Qingyang's movements, he couldn't help but smile and said: "Reporter Fang just said that he was not afraid, but now his hands are shaking." ”

Fang Qingyang glanced at him, his eyes were cold and piercing, and the glasses reporter's neck shrunk, thinking to himself why Reporter Fang's eyes were getting more and more cold now, so scary.

The letter was only a thin piece of paper with a line of words written on it: I don't know if Zhou Zhimeng is a butterfly and? Butterfly Dream for the Week? Zhou and butterflies must be separated. This is called materialization.

And that handwriting, he is extremely familiar, because it is the handwriting of Fang Qingyang himself, to be precise, the handwriting of Fang Qingyang a week ago.

The previous Fang Qingyang and the current Fang Qingyang have the same appearance, tall, short, fat and thin, and have the same knowledge and ability, the only difference is that the current Fang Qingyang is a shadow, a shadow split from the former Fang Qingyang. It can't be said that he is a dove occupying the magpie's nest, because they are both Fang Qingyang, one is before, and the other is now.

He could confirm that this letter was written by the former Fang Qingyang.

He is hinting to himself that Zhuang Zhou dreams of butterflies, whether the butterfly becomes Zhuang Zhou or Zhuang Zhou becomes a butterfly.

What the hell is going on with the two Fang Qingyang.

Fang Qingyang stuffed the letter into his pocket, and then looked at the envelope over and over again.

A very new brown paper envelope, on which only Fang Qingyang received the Hujiang Evening News, there was no nonsense, and there was no address and name of the sender.

Upon closer inspection of the envelope, it was found that there was no postmark from the post office on it, so this means that the letter was actually deliberately thrown into the big green mailbox at the door, who is this person?

Fang Qingyang thought of the look in Miss Hong when she left just now, and what she said to the team leader, who was obviously indifferent to herself after the team leader came out.

What Qinghan said to Team Leader Ma was that Lao Chen actually asked her to contact Fang Qingyang directly, but Qinghan heard that Team Leader Ma was the person in charge, and thought that he couldn't bypass Team Leader Ma.

Team Leader Ma was overjoyed, and at the same time heard Qinghan say that he wanted to talk to Fang Reporter about this matter at the beginning, and at present, Team Leader Ma immediately put Fang Qingyang into the range of respectful and far away, how much oil and water is the advertisement for half a year, how can it be taken up by Fang Qingyang, so it is a little strange to see Fang Qingyang's eyes when he comes out.

Of course Fang Qingyang didn't know this, he thought that it must be something that Qinghan said, and now he received a letter from the original Fang Qingyang, maybe all this was planned by the woman just now! The woman did it on purpose.

He took the letter for a while, stuffed it into the briefcase, planned to tear it up outside and throw it away, then said hello to the team leader Ma, and walked out of the newspaper office with the briefcase in his hand.

He went to UOB first, took out his press card and said that he was a friend of Mr. Tan Kwok Ming, and wanted to open the safe deposit box and take inventory of Chen Guoming's belongings.

"I'm sorry sir, do you have Mr. Chen Guoming's personal seal?" The counter lady asked.

After Fang Qingyang left, he thought to himself that it had been determined that Lao Chen really had a safe here, he was an ordinary reporter, why did he get a safe?

Thinking like this, he came to the vicinity of Dahua Ocean Store again, and walked around to check the situation around him.

He saw the office phone number written at the door of Dahua Bank, so he turned around, found a coffee shop, asked for a cup of coffee, said to borrow the phone, and dialed the phone number of Dahua Bank, saying that he was looking for Miss Hong.

"Is it Miss Hong Qinghan?"

The man from the foreign bank asked.

"Ah...... Be. He didn't know that Miss Hong's name was Hong Qinghan.

"Miss Hong went to Hujiang to talk about advertising, but she hasn't come back yet."

Fang Qingyang became more and more confused, it seems that it is true that Miss Hong came to talk about advertising, so why are there so many things wrong? Baidu: Read the latest chapter of "Unjust Ghost Contract Literature" for free for the first time.