"Okay, boss, I'll go find her."

I lit a cigarette, squatted on the edge of the pit and waited, only to smoke half a cigarette, only to feel a gust of yin wind behind me, because I opened the phase qi technique, so even if Xiao Miao did not turn into an entity, I could see her, already standing in front of me, holding a few unopened notebooks and carbon pens in her hands, she was about to change back, I quickly stopped, because once she changed back, these things outside her body, things in the yang world, will turn into ashes!

"Directly to this big brother." I said, Xiao Miao handed over to a middle-aged man in the form of a ghost, and it would still be the state of pen and book.

"Well, brother, who are they?" Xiao Miao doesn't care if I call me boss or boss, or brother, I don't know where to start, even if she gives me a hundred years older.

"Like you, a wild ghost that can't be contained." I was blunt.

The middle-aged man was a little surprised when he saw Zhang Xiaomiao: "You...... Why do you come and go freely? ”

"I'm my brother's assistant, my assistant." Xiao Miao said that she didn't know who sealed it for her.

"Oh, amazing, amazing, I see that you are about the same age as me......" The middle-aged man took the pen and the book, nodded and said, I don't know how he could see it, what Xiao Miao is wearing now is already modern clothes.

"Brother, try it." I say.

The middle-aged man opened the book and wrote directly with the cap of the carbon pen, of course, he couldn't write traces, Zhang Xiaomiao taught him how to use it, the old brother tried it, and after writing a word, he looked at the tip of the pen in surprise: "How is it hard?" ”

In his time, at least the Yanxia folk, still used a brush, the Sakura people should have begun to use the pen, they were reformed earlier, and the Yanxia did not gradually begin to promote the hard pen until after the founding of the People's Republic of China.

"Just get used to it." Xiao Miao said intimately.

The middle-aged person still has a bit of education, even if he uses a carbon pen for the first time, he can write well, and he quickly writes about his crimes.

I took it, and almost all of it was in Chinese, but I could understand it.

"Xiao Miao, it's hard for you to stay, help them write everything clearly." I say.

"Okay, brother, don't worry, the designated arrangement is clear." Zhang Xiaomiao saw the ghost, as if he had seen his own kind, and he was very excited.

Dozens of people, it is estimated that this work will have to be carried out for a long time, I left my mobile phone for Xiao Miao, let her contact Bingbing, and she can find me.

First back to the villa area at the bottom of the mountain, Bingbing and Cheng Xiaojuan were waiting in the car.

"Let's go eat first." I say.

"Eat? It was only three o'clock. Zheng Bingbing looked at his watch.

"I didn't eat well at noon, oops, let's go." I laughed.

Inexplicably, they grabbed me and drove through the villa area to the gate.

I observed the villas here along the way, although they are all double-detached villas (there were regulations in the hot summer before, new villas are not allowed to build single-family houses, for fear of wasting land, and also for fear of creating an 'illusion' that the gap between the rich and the poor is too large, only townhouses or double-detached villas can be built), but each one covers a large area, and it looks like the texture is also very unusual, no wonder it is the best community in the best location, if it is not haunted, with a rich city like Lu Shun, I am afraid that it will be sold out within half a year of opening.

"What, Mr. Wu is interested in the house here?" Cheng Xiaojuan, who was driving, noticed my envious gaze.

"Is there anything else that hasn't been sold?" I asked.

"There are still more than 30 buildings that have not been sold, or shall I take you to see our sample room?" Cheng Xiaojuan offered to be a shopping guide.

"You're not afraid of bumping into hell!" Zheng Bingbing teased her.

As soon as she said this, Cheng Xiaojuan's little face turned white all of a sudden, she was really afraid, she was an ordinary red person, I guessed that the reason why she was able to work in the Sabia department was not because she could fight, but because she had the "ability to make money", who made her father the richest man in the local area.

"Don't worry," I said, "the ghosts are doing their homework in the back mountains now, let's go, go to the model room." ”

"Really?" Cheng Xiaojuan wondered.

I patted the soul detention order on my waist: "I'm also a bad guy, let them go to the back mountain, who dares not to go?" ”

"That'...... What about later? Cheng Xiaojuan asked tentatively again.

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