The male ghost's name is Zhang Heng, and he was the manager of the finance department of a large company before his death.

No, it's a former manager.

Speaking of which, he is quite miserable.

This year's economic downturn has affected many companies by the market, and I don't know how many small companies have closed.

Zhang Heng's company's business has also fallen again and again.

It was already difficult, and the company's boss actually donated money and ran away.

It's just that, at most it's just a loss of employment, but the boss who ran away had a premeditated plan, and half a year ago he used his name to loan a huge amount of money to the company for a project.

The boss donated money and ran away, and the project was naturally finished.

But what about the money?

Give him back the money!

How could Zhang Heng still afford it?

He had no way out and made one of the stupidest choices: suicide.

When the man who was almost forty years old talked about this, he covered his face and looked pained, but no matter how painful he was, no tears flowed out.

Demons have no tears.

Sheng Hai was moved when he heard this.

After all, he is just a student who has not yet left society, and he has not yet adapted to the injustice and misery of these worlds.

Ah Zhao was much calmer.

She listened quietly to Zhang Heng's words, and she didn't even change her expression.

Since she came to this world, every night, she has seen all kinds of "guests", and she has heard and seen so many things.

"What do you want me to do for you?" She asked again.

Zhang Heng obviously thought about it a long time ago, and replied very quickly: "I want to see my wife and daughter." ”

Speaking of his wife and children, his expression was much softer.

"When I died, I regretted it, I felt like I was too much of a bag, I was gone, what should I do with the rest of them?"

"I went back and watched it several times, watching Ah Yun crying with my photo, and watching Xiaoxiao come back from being wronged in school and not daring to tell her mother, I felt that I was really a wreck......"

Zhang Heng looked at Ah Zhao: "Boss Ah Zhao, I have something I want to tell them, let them live well, don't be too sad, I'm sorry for them, and I love them." ”

"Also, I'm going to call the police. I know where Wang Zheng's bastard is hiding now, he took the company's money and ran away, I want him to get retribution! ”

Ah Zhao nodded: "Yes." ”

He looked at Zhang Heng: "My rules here, you know, right?" ”

Zhang Heng nodded.

He took a watch off his wrist, looked at it reluctantly for a moment, and gently placed it on the table.

"It was something I spent half of my savings on when my career was at its most successful. It has never been replaced in so many years, and I see it as a symbol of my career and a source of pride for me. ”

Ah Zhao nodded: "Yes." ”

Zhang Heng breathed a sigh of relief.

Ah Zhao said, "There is still one missing." ”

Zhang Heng was stunned.

Ah Zhao said lightly: "If you don't follow the rules of my flower shop, what is the cost, you should also know?" ”

Zhang Heng said anxiously: "I don't know ......"

Ah Zhao's expression was cold and unmoved: "That's your business." ”

Sheng Hai looked at it a little unbearably from the side: "Master......"

Ah Zhao turned his head and glanced at him lightly.

Sheng Hai shut up.

Zhang Heng seemed to see hope: "This little brother, are you a disciple of Boss Zhao?" You help me ......"

Ah Zhao shouted coldly: "If you don't want to, take your things and leave!" ”

Zhang Heng was stunned.

He glanced at Ah Zhao, made sure that the other party would not be soft-hearted, and gritted his teeth: "Okay, I'll give it!" ”

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