Now calling Sun Qi has become Director Wang's compulsory course, and at half past six in the evening, when Xia Ling also came home from work, Director Wang also started his compulsory course. After Director Wang completed www.biquge.info the compulsory course, he received a call from Zhou Jie. It turned out that Zhou Jie and Mo Xiaolan had officially signed a contract with the government this afternoon, so they wanted to invite Director Wang to participate in their company's celebration banquet, and by the way, they could also talk about the purchase of water cups and backpacks.

Zhou Jie's company is very large, so Director Wang was tempted as soon as he heard that he wanted to talk about business with their company. Director Wang has been looking forward to this day for a long time, because the government contract was not signed before, so there are not many people from Zhou Jie and his company, and they are all negotiators. Later, as the negotiations became smoother and smoother, other departments of the company also transferred some personnel and began to recruit in Changsha. Now there are more and more people in the company, and there will be more people in the future as the factory starts, and they are mainly college students. So Director Wang has always regarded Zhou Jie and Mo Xiaolan as his potential customers.

Director Wang changed into formal clothes and leather shoes, tidied up his instrument and turned off the lights and went out. Half an hour after Director Wang left, a dark shadow pry open the lock of the door of Director Wang's house and slipped in. He didn't stop in the living room, but went directly into Director Wang's bedroom. The black shadow rummaged carefully in Director Wang's bedroom with a flashlight, not knowing what he was looking for.

After rummaging for five minutes, the black shadow finally found a long, narrow and heavy wooden box on the lower level of Director Wang's wardrobe. So he carefully took the wooden box out of the wardrobe, and then the light outside the window illuminated the face of the black shadow, it turned out that he was a new employee, Wang Lingzhi!

Wang Lingzhi opened the wooden box and saw Wang Dao's Jin knife lying in the wooden box. The scabbard of the Jin knife is dark brown, and there are several simple metal decorations on the scabbard, which, from the stylistic point of view, should be from the Ming Dynasty. The handle of the knife is about 30 centimeters long, and there are circles of thick hemp rope intertwined on it, which is not very pretty, but it fits very well in your hand.

"Good knives! It is worthy of the embroidered spring knife issued by the official system of the Ming Dynasty to Jinyiwei! Let me see if you're a blade or not. Wang Lingzhi slowly grabbed the Jin knife. Just as Wang Lingzhi's hand was about to touch the Jin knife, the metal decoration on the scabbard of the Jin knife suddenly appeared and hit Wang Lingzhi's hand. Wang Lingzhi immediately felt a tingling pain, so he reflexively withdrew his hand.

"Sure enough, I knew it wouldn't be so easy." Wang Lingzhi touched his hand that was injured by electricity, and then said.

Wang Lingzhi raised his right hand, and instantly a white mist appeared on the palm of his right hand, and in the mist, it seemed that a painful and distorted human face was constantly turning. Wang Lingzhi held the mist and stretched it out towards the Jin knife, but the arc appeared again to disperse the mist. Wang Lingzhi didn't care, and raised his right hand again, this time a blood-red mist appeared, and there was a beast-like roar faintly heard from the mist. This time, Wang Lingzhi did not directly use the mist to hit the prohibition of the Jin Dao, he pinched the sword finger with his left hand, stretched into the blood-red mist, and shouted in a low voice: "E! ”

The blood-red mist continued to roll as if it were boiling, and after two seconds, the blood-red mist turned into a blood-red fist. The sword finger in Wang Lingzhi's left hand pointed at the Jin knife, and the blood-red fist slammed towards the scabbard of the Jin knife. However, the arc of electricity emitted by the scabbard of the Jin knife also intensified, and an arc of about 4 centimeters erupted from the metal decoration, directly vaporizing the fist.

"It's a little tricky." Facing such a tightly defended Jin Dao, Wang Lingzhi felt that he was a little powerless. After repeatedly trying several ways to crack it, Wang Lingzhi decided to give up because he was worried that Director Wang would come back. Moreover, even if you take the wooden box away entirely, you won't be able to touch the spirit blade until you break the ban, so you can't do it for this. Before leaving, Wang Lingzhi restored the scene very skillfully, and then left quietly.

The next day, everyone went to work as usual, Wang Dao and Xia Ling took a few samples to Zhou Jie's temporarily rented office of their company, while Kang Zhonghui continued to deliver goods with Wang Lingzhi, and Qiu Haiwei and Peng Jialing stayed at home.

Business was not very good that morning, so Peng Jialing, who was a little idle, began to complete the comic storyboard that was not completed last night. When Qiu Haiwei, who had completed the task of forum management and posting, stood up to fetch water, he saw Peng Jialing drawing cartoons, so he stepped up.

"Sister Jialing, your painting style is so delicate, in this case, how many paintings can you paint in a week?" Qiu Haiwei couldn't help but ask.

"When I used to study, I could draw about 30 storyboards a week. Now I only have time at night, so I can draw about 12 storyboards a week. However, I am now going to save my salary and use it to buy imported outlet paper, and if I can use good outlet paper, the progress should be much faster. Peng Jialing raised her head and said.

"Actually, I think your painting style is still too delicate, which is not conducive to your creative speed. Like ordinary Japanese comic books, they don't draw too many details, but focus on the embodiment of the story content. I think you can also give it a try, otherwise I'm afraid that your comics will be finished by drawing like you. Qiu Haiwei made suggestions based on his years of experience in reading comics.

Peng Jialing looked down at her comics, thought for a while, and said, "Haiwei, I think what you said makes a lot of sense, but this comic of mine is not a long comic, but a collection of several short stories." Besides, I've already drawn three short stories before, and they're all in this style, so it's hard to change the style halfway. When I'm done with this work, I'm going to take on the challenge of long-form manga, and then I'll change my style. When the time comes, I want Haiwei, you can help me refer to it. ”

"By the way, do you want me to help you refer to the matter between you and your boss?" Qiu Haiwei leaned on Peng Jialing's table and said.

"See... What to refer to? Peng Jialing's face turned red and said hesitantly.

"Let me ask you, what do you think of the boss?" Qiu Haiwei leaned in front of her and asked.

"It's... That's good. Peng Jialing said a little shyly.

"I think he's nice to you, too. You said that if you were looking for a boyfriend, would you consider the boss type? Qiu Haiwei continued to ask boldly. However, Peng Jialing couldn't resist anymore, so she hurriedly borrowed urine to escape.

"It's so innocent and cute, no, I must help the two of them more." Qiu Haiwei said with the expression of a matchmaker.

In the next few days, Director Wang handed over the work of contacting Zhou Jie's company to Xia Ling, and Wang Lingzhi was already familiar with his work content and delivery area, so Director Wang began to take Kang Zhonghui to Cheng's martial arts hall for formal combat training. For such a peaceful life, Director Wang is very satisfied. But three days later, the peaceful life was shattered.

This day is Tuesday, Xia Ling is off today, and the main customer service work should be undertaken by Peng Jialing, but at 11 o'clock in the morning, Peng Jialing did not appear. Qiu Haiwei had no choice but to take on the customer service work she had done. But what's more serious is that Wang Lingzhi didn't show up, and no one sent more than a dozen goods now. Qiu Haiwei hurriedly called Peng Jialing and Wang Lingzhi after finishing the work at hand, but neither of them answered the phone.

"What's the matter, I don't come to work, I don't ask for leave, and I don't answer the phone. What are these two people doing? Don't? Qiu Haiwei began to think crankily.

At this time, Director Wang and Kang Zhonghui returned home from the morning's training. When Director Wang saw that Qiu Haiwei was the only one at the scene, he hurriedly asked, "Why are you the only one today, Peng Jialing and Wang Lingzhi?" ”

"I don't know, maybe they have something." Qiu Haiwei replied.

"What's the matter, you didn't ask me for leave. I'll give them a call. Director Wang picked up his mobile phone and went back to his bedroom to make a call. The two men still didn't answer his call. At this time, Director Wang began to worry about whether something had happened to the two of them, otherwise according to Peng Jialing's personality, even if she didn't come to work, she wouldn't ask for leave and wouldn't answer the phone. Director Wang was pacing in his bedroom with some anxiety, and suddenly found that he had a piece of paper on the screen of his monitor. He walked over and took the paper down, and found some printed words in different fonts on it.

"Mr. Wang Dao, hello. Your employees, Ms. Pang Ka Ling and Mr. Wang Lingzhi, are now in my hands, if you don't want them to have an accident, please don't call the police. Please call below and I'll tell you what to do. "Here's a phone number.

When Director Wang looked at the above content, he was frightened, he didn't expect such a thing to happen. Kidnap! What to do? Director Wang sat on the bed and thought about it carefully, and decided to make this call first, no matter what, he had to determine the situation of Peng Jialing and Wang Lingzhi first, and he wanted to know why this happened. So, Director Wang dialed the mobile phone number on the paper.

"Hey, Mr. Wang Dao, hello." A processed voice came out of the phone.

"Hey, who are you? What exactly is your purpose? Director Wang immediately asked.

"It doesn't matter who I am, it doesn't matter what my purpose is. What matters to you is what I will ask you to do next. Please listen, I need you to come to Jinxing North Road alone with your spirit blade, and after crossing the Jinhuan overpass, you continue to walk north along Jinxing North Road. About 500 meters to the north, you will see a roadside restaurant, then there is a path opposite the restaurant, and you will come to a cottage after following the path all the way to the end. When you get to the hut, I'll tell you how to do it. ”

"Hey, how are Peng Jialing and Wang Lingzhi now? Hey, hey? Director Wang just wanted to ask about Peng Jialing and Wang Lingzhi's situation, but he had already hung up the phone. When Director Wang called again, the phone was already turned off.