The man named Biamp obviously didn't expect that there was another person in the room, he hugged his girlfriend in place, and then saw the mask between his fingers, but he panicked, and hurriedly stretched it out and put it on his face, and Xia Lian was not idle, helping to sort out the curled corners of the mask with trembling hands.

Their embarrassment gave Jingyang some sense of security, and he began to try to move towards the door, after all, it was more convenient to escape and call for help.

What made him a little relieved was that every time he moved, the other party would actually take a small step back, so Jingyang tried to speed up his pace, and Biamp and Xia Lian also cooperated to get out of the way of the door.

But as soon as he touched the doorknob, Jingyang's right foot had not yet stepped out, and his shoulders suddenly tightened.

"Please don't ......"

Biamp reached out and grabbed him, his eyes were not angry but more like a plea, but looking at that face getting closer and closer, Jingyang really couldn't suppress the idea of wanting to escape, he pulled back his arm hard, and then ran out like crazy.

The man behind him seemed to have something to say, but Jing Yang didn't hear anything except his messy footsteps.

To run to a crowded place, there was only one voice in his mind, but fortunately, Yue Hongqiu had returned, the door was wide open, and the good old man was sitting straight in his seat.

"Yue Hongqiu! There's a weirdo! Jingyang shouted and rushed in.

"What weirdo?" But it was another voice that answered him.

After running in, Jingyang found that there was a man in his fifties sitting on the sofa on the side, the man was full of kindness, and he happened to be hiding in the blind corner of the door.

At this moment, Yue Hongqiu's face was like a half-ripe eggplant, blue and purple, and his angry right hand trembled, almost grabbing five blood marks on the side of the table.

"And who are you?"

Jing Yang didn't know how to answer, so he could only cast a look for help at the man who hated him at the moment.

Minister Jane ...... This one...... This...... That's what we just talked about, my nephew! ”

Yue Hongqiu's psychological quality is impeccable, this lie was not only made up by him with a hippie smile, but also stood up and pretended to pat Jingyang's back easily.

"Oh, you want to go to the Anping Bureau! What is the lad called? ”

"His name is ......"

"Alas! It's such an adult, you let the family say it themselves! ”

Jingyang felt that he was pinched his back, and felt that if he didn't cooperate with the answer, the bones might be removed, so he read it in a straight voice: "Zhao Zuo Jingyang".

"It just so happens that I know someone in the Anping Administration, and I'll help you explain." As he spoke, Minister Jian took out the wisdom disk as thick as a black diamond and rummaged up and down, as if looking for a certain phone number.

"Don't! Minister, he ...... He ......, "Yue Hongqiu became dumb in a hurry, and he wanted to stop it but couldn't find a reason, so he could only keep licking his hot lips with his tongue.

"No more trouble! I still have a job! Jingyang also hurriedly helped, an innocent boy appeared in his mind, sitting cross-legged in front of the fan waiting for his uncle to bring good news, but he never thought that he would suddenly come out of his way to bite the gold and rob him of this opportunity that belonged to him.

"What's polite, it's all your own people, your nephew is my nephew!" Minister Jian arrived home enthusiastically, didn't listen to dissuasion at all, and just dialed the phone, "Hey, Jiang Yue, I have a child who wants to go for an interview...... I know there are a lot of people, and your Anping Department is always engaged in flying things, isn't it good to be young? …… Call Zhao Zuojingyang, help take care of it! ”

After hanging up the phone, Minister Jian smiled very happily, and did not notice that the embarrassed faces of the two people opposite had turned milky white.

"That's it, then I'll go first. Lao Yue, when the topic of canceling the agreement post is discussed tomorrow, don't forget to take the lead in supporting me! Minister Jian straightened his crumpled pants and stepped out first, but suddenly turned around, "That's right! What do you mean by weirdos? ”

"Uh......" Jing Yang stared at Yue Hongqiu's eyes, feeling like he had seen two grenades, ready to detonate in front of him at any time, "I was on the phone over there just now, and I saw a strange man wearing a mask in the conference room." ”

"Oh?"

The group went around and reopened the door, but at this time, everything was quiet in the dark-lit room, and it was said that there were human figures, and they couldn't even smell the smell of people.

"Maybe it's a curtain." Minister Jane gestured to the crumpled silhouette.

Jingyang was also a little skeptical, could it be that he had a mental problem in the dark? But before leaving, he touched the first chair in the doorway, and the residual warmth that had not completely dissipated showed that everything was not just his hallucination.

After sending Minister Jian back to the office, the good man began to complain non-stop, saying that his nephew had good grades and a handsome appearance, but when he encountered an oolong life, he chattered and kept fighting for his relatives, but for six hundred yuan, he finally reluctantly proved the training to Jingyang.

And Jingyang told the whole story of the dead wood monster, but unexpectedly found that the other party didn't care. Yue Hongqiu only cared about whether he was wearing a goof, he was not interested in that strange appearance, and even deleted his friend in person before driving away Jingyang in order to avoid having too many dreams at night.

After returning home, because of running for a long time, Jingyang was woken up by hunger while asleep.

He ran to the living room to forage for food, and for some reason, the dried meat that he didn't want to touch in the past was particularly delicious today, and he turned on the TV when he was sleepy, and yoga teaching was one of his least interested programs, but today he watched it with a lot of patience.

The TV screen suddenly burst into white light, and then immediately dimmed, and through the reflection, he realized that there was still a person sitting on the sofa.

The man slowly leaned over, Jingyang was so frightened that he forgot to run away, his shoulders were first held down by the other party with both hands, and then the dead tree root-like face got closer and closer, and his mouth chattered endlessly, sounding like the secret scriptures of the cult.

The face got closer and closer, but before he could shout for help, Jingyang was frightened awake.