Spirit Boss - 30. Housewarming (Part 2)

Wang Xiaoming opened his eyes wide and stared at him for half a minute before he suddenly shouted: “Ah? What?! You, you can’t do this. It’s illegal to kill people, you should get him ashes!” He was anxious and slurred.

“I became ashes when I found it.”

Wang Xiaoming looked like he was about to cry, “Hurry up and let him go.”

Barr clasped his chest and said, “I have time to worry about other people’s affairs, aren’t you hungry?”

“Life is a matter of life, I don’t have the mind to eat.” Wang Xiaoming thought about it, and was about to run toward the elevator.

The phone in his pocket rang suddenly.

Wang Xiaoming was agitated, as if the people in the fire were suddenly thrown into a basin of cold water. He took out the phone, his fingers trembled twice before pressing the answer button, “Hey.”

“Please take the T3 corridor. A guest comes out from the T2 corridor.” An unfamiliar voice came from the phone.

Wang Xiaoming asked as if he had caught a straw, “Do you know where Manager Chu has gone?”

The phone stopped for a full eight seconds before slowly saying, “I am in elevator 2.”

In the elevator?

Listening to the security’s calm tone, there should be no danger.

Wang Xiaoming looked at Baal with a narrow face, and slowly let out his breath. The strength on his body suddenly vented with that breath. He straightened his waist and dragged two soft legs toward the T3 corridor.

In the monitoring room, the security guard hung up the phone and slowly covered the back of his right hand with his left hand so that it would not shake so much, and the erected hair has not yet softened.

The scene of Chu Zhao disappearing and appearing out of thin air remained in his mind for a long time.

If it hadn’t been for Xiang Wenxun to shut down the password in advance, he would have made a report when the poker cards were flying in the sky in the Office of the Cleaning Department and asked the Master to come and see the Feng Shui of the Silver Pavilion.

He stared at Wang Xiaoming’s back, his body trembling uncontrollably-this person is really evil.

Of course, Wang Xiaoming didn’t know that he had already drew an equal sign with monsters in someone’s mind. The problem he is most concerned about now is that the mobile phone never rings again.

According to Chu Zhao’s personality, he should ask questions clearly when encountering such things.

He looked down at the dark screen of the phone, and he didn’t touch the ground in a panic.

Barr knew what he was thinking just by looking at his expression, “You don’t have to worry about Chu Zhao. He will never tell what happened today.”

“Why?” His words were like a needle in the sea, suppressing all the turbulent waves in Wang Xiaoming’s heart.

Baldao: “Because he will definitely call Xiang Wenxun, and Xiang Wenxun will surely settle him.”

“why?”

Barr said impatiently: “Where there are so many and why.”

Wang Xiaoming’s neck shrank.

“Not going to eat yet?”

“I don’t want to eat,” he said, his stomach groaning.

Barr raised his eyebrows and said, “Oh? Well, don’t eat today and tomorrow’s meals.”

Wang Xiaoming jumped up, “I didn’t say not to eat tomorrow’s.”

“You didn’t say it.” Barr nodded.

Wang Xiaoming was surprised. Is he ready to reason?

“But I did.”

…

Waiting for Barr to reason is more elusive than seeing a UFO. Wang Xiaoming continued to move forward step by step.

Further ahead is the staircase door.

Wang Xiaoming originally wanted to turn around, but then he thought that Chu Zhao was on the other side of the elevator. If he got on the elevator again, he might meet him, so he might as well take the stairs to avoid embarrassment.

But when he opened the door, he regretted it, because he encountered something more embarrassing——

Shao Jie slapped Tao Le loudly.

The touch of palms and cheeks resounded throughout the stairwell.

When Wang Xiaoming was about to shrink his feet, Baer pushed his back and rushed out embarrassedly.

…

Don’t look up, don’t turn your head, don’t turn around…Just go back, close your eyes, and be silent, without seeing anything.

Wang Xiaoming muttered silently in his heart, and then stepped back intently.

But Barr obviously didn’t want to be as he wished. He pushed his body far away with just one finger.

So what Jie Shao and Tao Le saw was–

Wang Xiaoming closed his eyes and pretended to stand there.

“What the hell are you doing?!” Tao Le roared anxiously.

Wang Xiaoming shook his shoulder and said cautiously, “I didn’t see anything.”

…

If a person can’t wait to say that he hasn’t seen anything, it means that he has actually seen everything.

Tao Le turned pale with anger, and the palm prints on his left face were even more obvious. “What are you doing in the stairwell all right?”

Just as Wang Xiaoming wanted to answer, he heard Jie Shao say indifferently: “I asked him to come.”

Tao Le turned to look at him incredulously.

Shao Jie was still expressionless, “He is the person I was talking about.”

Wang Xiaoming’s eyes widened.

Tao Le’s eyes widened.

There was an intriguing smile at the corner of Barr’s mouth.

Shao Jie walked up around him.

Tao Le subconsciously wanted to hold his hand, but he avoided it.

“Jiang Junjie!” Tao Le was anxious.

Jie Shao turned a deaf ear, walked to the steps in front of Wang Xiaoming, and hugged his waist. The faces of the two were facing each other, no more than five centimeters apart.

Wang Xiaoming’s heart beat wildly.

Partly because of Jie Shao’s face getting closer and closer, partly because of Tao Le’s increasingly angry stare.

Shao Jie’s face gradually leaned towards him, breathing on his face, his pale pink lips almost touched his lips.

In an instant, Tao Le rushed up with a roar.

Wang Xiaoming felt a gust of wind blowing, and then someone pulled him aside.

When the reaction came, Shao Jie was half lying on his body, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

Tao Le’s fist was still stretched out in the air, and the expression on his face changed and changed again. After a long time, he said: “I…I’m not going to hit you.”

“I slapped you, you gave me a punch, and both were cleared.” Shao Jie slowly straightened up, still resting his hands on Wang Xiaoming’s waist, and hugged him and half dragged him out.

“Jie!” Tao Le’s voice was like the roar of a wounded beast.

Wang Xiaoming couldn’t help turning his head.

Tao Le stood there motionless, two lines of tears shed on his always arrogant face.

The softest part of Wang Xiaoming’s heart was touched, and his footsteps suddenly stopped. He has seen this sadness more than once, in the mirror, in the dream. Because he had experienced it, he knew how painful it was.

He didn’t know what happened between Jie Shao and Tao Le, but he knew he didn’t want to be the executioner who caused this kind of pain.

“Keep walking.” Jie Shao’s inaudible whisper sounded in her ears, “Please.”

Wang Xiaoming looked at him in amazement.

He had never thought that this kind of expression would appear on Shao Jie’s face, who was indifferent to everything-a deeper expression than sadness.

Wang Xiaoming only came up with the meaning of this expression after a long time.

despair.

Wang Xiaoming’s second day in the silver hall ended under the double blow of hunger and confusion.

Walking out of the staff-only passage and smelling the unique smell at night, he felt as if he had returned to the real world from a magical country.

“That person is using you.” Barr said lightly behind him.

Wang Xiaoming suddenly turned around and stared at him blankly for a long time before admitting that’returning to the real world’ itself is a dream, a distant dream.

Barr frowned and said, “Don’t you like him?”

Wang Xiaoming was startled, “Of course not.” He just couldn’t forget Jie Shao’s expression just now.

Barr squinted his eyes and looked at him for a long time, then nodded and said, “It’s not that good.”

Wang Xiaoming was surprised, “I thought you would like to like him.” Didn’t he always want to match him to others?

“I only deal with smart people.” Barr had a bad impression of Jie Shao.

Wang Xiaoming was flattered. He should be the one who has dealt with him the most now, right? Does this mean that he is the smartest in his eyes?

“You are the exception.” Barr quickly poured cold water.

“…”

Barr felt uncomfortable after pouring cold water, and stepped on his foot again: “And it’s the worst exception in my life!”

…

He was really unlucky and hopeless.

Wang Xiaoming thought to himself, that even the dignified fallen angels couldn’t help being infected by his bad luck when they met him.

After the evening shift in the silver pavilion, there will be a special car to take the employees back to the city.

Wang Xiaoming looked at the crowd that was squeezing out from the side entrance of the Silver Pavilion, and he couldn’t help but think of his college career that he had just bid farewell to not long ago. I don’t know what happened to Chang Haitao, and whether the school had any news about them. Although the internship unit has been found, I don’t know if the school will accept it.

It’s okay not to think about it. After thinking about it, Wang Xiaoming found that there were a lot of things he wanted to worry about.

“Brother Xiaoming.” The shark hooked his shoulders to show their intimacy. “Where do you live? If you drop by, let’s go together?”

“I live in Jiangbei.”

“Ah, me too. Which community do you live in?” He said with a smile, “I really want to know which community can give birth to a person like Xiao Ming.”

…

Wang Xiaoming remembered that I don’t know who said that only those who look very sorry will be praised and have temperament. Unexpectedly, one day he would also enjoy this kind of treatment.

When the shark saw that he didn’t answer, he thought he didn’t want to tell him, and didn’t care, just hugged him and pushed forward desperately.

Because there are too many monks and porridge, the seats on the car are limited. At least half of the people here have to stand back to the city, so robbing seats is a must-do exercise every night.

Wang Xiaoming was surprised: “Is there no one staying in the dormitory?”

The shark glanced at him strangely, “The dormitory in the museum is only for people above the manager level. Oh, the popular ones are okay.”

…

He is not at the manager level, is he?

Wang Xiaoming suddenly became guilty.

“You are the future general manager’s wife, the accommodation is justified.” Barr’s voice suddenly appeared.

Wang Xiaoming was already very comfortable with his frequent interruptions. What he was not used to was that he stood in someone else’s body nonchalantly-his head was still higher.

“Zong Xiang.” There was a sudden noise in front of him.

Then there was even more violent crowding.

Wang Xiaoming was squeezed forward several steps by the crowd.

After a while, the noise gradually stopped, and the flow of people naturally separated on both sides.

The white car lights came from the front.

A small piece of the toe of the shoe was illuminated, and Wang Xiaoming narrowed his eyes.

I saw Xiang Wenxun standing next to the passenger seat, opened the door, smiled and said to him: “I will take you home.”