23rd floor of the company.

Next to the floor-to-ceiling window closest to the president's office.

Yan Jiu resolutely refused: "Don't say it, I can't teach bad children, and I can't be a man for nothing." ”

Agent: "...... please, get one!"

He breathed heavily.

He didn't want to be reduced to the point of being angry.

Lobby Yan Jiu hard.

It's also trying to lobby yourself.

In order to make Yan Jiu collect money honestly, the agent had to say bitterly: "Some people should have what others don't have, everyone's value is different, my value is to make money." If I don't work hard, what else do I have? ”

Yan Jiu said at the right time: "You still have the face to say it." ”

The agent couldn't help but hit the glass: Destroy.jpg

[I feel sorry for him for a second hahaha. 】

[In order not to watch his face turn from red to blue, and from blue to purple, I decided to close my eyes! 】

[Be careful, don't break the glass, it doesn't matter if you fall, it's not good if the wind leaks and blows to our Jiuye~]

[Is the anchor stalling for time? 】

Yan Jiu stood in the hallway.

Looking at the office not far away.

The people in the secretariat have also been dissuaded by her.

She wanted to see if anyone inside could sit still.

Sure enough.

In less than ten minutes.

The office door opens from the inside.

A middle-aged man of average stature and ordinary appearance walked out, holding an unlit cigar in his hand.

When I saw Yan Jiu.

There was inevitably a flash of surprise in his eyes.

The cigar man smiled greasyly: "Isn't this Yan Jiu, I haven't seen you for a long time, do you miss your uncle?" ”

His gaze was as smooth as a loach that could not be touched, sliding all the way from Yan Jiu's concave and convex posture to his beautiful face.

I have to say.

Yan Jiu is the most proud artist he has started his business so far.

Not only is his appearance so good that people and gods are angry, but he also has a less yin physique, which can not only make him "feast", but also become a formation sacrifice afterwards, allowing him to ask for merit from the Rosiccross.

It's just that he left the company suddenly before he had time to implement the tasting plan.

At that time, he was so disappointed.

However, during that time, he had just received the news that the Beihai Formation had been broken and the Earth Binding Spirit had lost control.

I didn't have time to find Yan Jiu.

But he wasn't in a hurry.

Yan Jiu couldn't escape from his palm no matter how much he escaped.

Isn't this just coming back~

What kind of faceless master in Beihai destroyed the formation, and killed the reckless snake of 1009, and these mismanaged pots were all buckled on top of his head.

But.

As long as he sacrifices Yan Jiu.

Neither the Prophet nor the Ruler will hold on to his mistakes.

But before offering Yan Jiu.

He wanted to have a good time.

[What dirty things are this old thing thinking? 】

[It is conceivable, this old guy wants to be an anchor with unspoken rules! ] 】

[I don't look at what I am, I only dare to say hi in the face of the anchor, he dares to think in his head! ] 】

[Calm down, I just heard our Jiuye's laughter, someone is going to be unlucky~]

Hear the cigar man's voice.

The agent came to his senses.

He hadn't had time to tell the boss the fact that Yan Jiu had left the company and ran a funeral parlor, and he didn't have the opportunity to tell the boss about Yan Jiu's strange physique.

The agent was just about to remind the boss to be careful of Yan Jiu.

was stopped by the cigar man raising his hand.

The cigar man waved his hand: "It's none of your business here." ”

What else does the broker want to say.

The cigar man snorted coldly: "Why don't you get out of here?" ”

Humble as an agent, he wants to speak and stops.

Of course, he knew why the boss was in high spirits.

But he wanted to tell his boss Yan Jiu that he was very different now before he got out.

The agent was just about to risk being reprimanded by the boss when he found Yan Jiu putting his hand on his shoulder.

In a flash.

He was speechless!

Yan Jiu said gently: "You're tired too, go and rest, the next thing is the play between me and the boss~"

The cigar man thought that Yan Jiu was so well-behaved because he found that he couldn't live a life after leaving the company.

Know the truth that the situation is stronger than the person.

That's when he suddenly became so obedient and sensible.

The cigar man took the cigar in his mouth, rubbed his hands, and looked at Yan Jiu who was walking towards him with a smile.

Yan Jiu walked past the cigar man towards the office.

She stood in the delicate and extravagant room, her gaze resting on the scrolls on the wall.

There is only one piece of the three clear bells in the painting.

The quaint Sanqing bell has a diameter of 8cm, a height of 19cm, and the handle is a sword-shaped, showing the word "mountain", and the brass bell is also engraved with cumbersome charms and scriptures.

Nature's Qi flows invisibly.

For the Sanqing Bell, there are ancient rumors: vibrating the Dharma Bell with a pious heart, the gods and ghosts are Xianqin.

[This painting always makes me feel that the spiritual platform has been emptied......]

[Anchor, take your phone away!] Scares me! 】

[I always feel that the bell is not evil, but the painting shaft is evil, anchor, don't you say? ] 】

[Is it the soul-attracting bell of the corpse chaser?] 】

[I also have an inexplicable feeling of suffocation. 】

[The obscene boss would hang such an evil and divine painting, he wouldn't have done some shady things behind his back, he needs this painting to suppress it, right!? 】

Ma Weiwei and others, who were silently watching the live broadcast room, held their breath, and they were all shocked.

Outsiders do not know the efficacy of the three clear bells.

But they know.

Beneath this office lies sin in place.

Otherwise, the three clear bells will not be used to suppress it.

Whether it's as a ritual instrument or as a musical instrument.

Sanqingling can only suppress the soul, kill the demons, and eliminate the demons, it can only protect the body, so that people can avoid evil.

However.

Sanqingling, who protects the good people in the world, is being used by evil people and becomes an umbrella for evil.

Ma looked at Lang Zongyi slightly: "Bureau!" ”

Lang Zongyi's face was already gloomy, as if he could set off a bloody storm at any time.

He placed his right hand on his left wrist.

The black nylon rope was woven into a long chain that could be wrapped around his wrist three times, and the wolf teeth worn on the chain calmed him down.

Lang Zongyi's eyes were heavy.

He followed the camera in Yan Jiu's live broadcast room and looked at the ugly cigar man faintly.

I don't know why.

I just met Yan Jiu once.

He is very convinced that Yan Jiu's behavior will not make the evildoers happy.

At this time, Yan Jiu appreciated enough.

Yan Jiu took off his coat and held his mobile phone and said approvingly: "Good taste, this painting is not ordinary." ”

She was wearing a voluminous T-shirt inside.

It's easy to fight at first glance.

Then.

The cigar man locks the door.

looked at Yan Jiu, who was tidying up his hair.

He smiled disapprovingly, and followed Yan Jiu's words and said, "If you like this painting......"

Yan Jiu interrupted: "I like it too much. ”

The cigar man swallowed.

He misinterpreted Yan Jiu's words as liking himself.

The cigar man was just about to learn Yan Jiu to undress.

Yan Jiu put the phone downside down.

Kicked it over.

The screams of pain reached the ears of millions of listeners in the live broadcast room through the earpiece of the mobile phone.

[Hey, did you hear anything? 】

[No, no, nothing, nothing! 】

"My ears are blind, and I can't hear anything. 】

[I'm the same.] 】

[Everyone knows how to pretend to be deaf and dumb~]

[Our signals will be bad in the future.] 】

【Roger!】 】

(End of chapter)