"Do you believe it, as long as you dare to make a ghost, I can kill you without knowing it, and let the police not find your body?" He said it lightly, as if he were just joking.

Father Bai knew that he was definitely not joking.

Because, if his fingers at this moment seem to pass through his temples, as long as he uses a little force, his life can be cut off immediately.

The boy's behavior was treacherous, and he appeared in his office without anyone noticing. Moreover, the ability is very strange, and the white father does not dare to have the slightest doubt about his words.

"Yes, yes, I see, please say ......"

Next, in the conversation with He Yifan, Father Bai's head couldn't stop dripping with cold sweat, and the oppressive atmosphere in the air was even more terrifying than that of the Bai family. He couldn't help but use honorifics, and if the other party can find here, it proves that he has a preliminary grasp of the truth of the matter.

There's no need to hide it yourself.

He only hopes that the other party can see that he knows everything and let himself have a way out.

So, there was such a strange scene in the office.

The boy with a clear and immature face sat in the sofa chair with a strange expression, while the boss of this brokerage company stood respectfully, and the cold sweat on his back had soaked his silver-gray suit.

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Two hours later, He Yifan swaggered and walked out of the elevator as if no one was around, holding a stack of documents in his hand, looking in a good mood.

He didn't make any cover-ups, as if he was just an ordinary person, and not an idol star with mixed reputations on the Internet recently.

Bai Sien was bored wandering around the company, planning to go home first. But when he was about to walk out of the company, he saw a familiar figure.

His eyes lit up, and his mouth moved freely, "Why Fan!" ”

She screamed and trotted after her. Walking side by side with He Yifan, the lady with her head turned sideways and brushed her broken hair away, "Why did you come here, do you have any work?" She asked curiously, blinking.

Why is Fanhe not from their company?

Hearing this, why did Fan glance at her, and his attitude was cold, "Oh, sort of." ”

Still holding a document with temperature in her hand, Bai Sien didn't care about his cold attitude, she also noticed what He Yifan was holding, and asked curiously, "Are you really here to talk about work, what, do you want to come to my father's agency?" Well, I have to tell you, it must have been a wise decision! ”

Hearing Bai Sien's words, why did the corners of Fan's lips tucker, this woman is stupid, right?

He said lightly: "I have such a bad reputation now, aren't you afraid that I will have a bad impact on your company?" "Why is Sanskrit so loose that I can't hear the meaning of his words?

Bai Sien was still a little excited, "I believe you are not that kind of person, there is always a time when the rain passes and the sky clears!" When the time comes, I can lend you my PR team and let them help you wash away the negative news! She swore with a swear in her eyes.

Looking at He Yifan's gaze, it is full of inevitable.

Song Youshu doesn't want him anymore? That's why he ran to find his way?

Bai Sien's eyes lit up, and he felt that everything he had done was still somewhat rewarded.

"Whew—should I thank you first?" He Fan glanced at her with a smile and strode away.

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