Spirit Boss - 42. Visitor (below)

Coming out of the office, Wang Xiaoming kept peeking at Barr.

Barr walked indifferently in the corridor.

The deep facial features, curly black hair, and slender figure all resemble the nobles of the Central European century, incompatible with the surrounding environment.

Walk into the elevator.

Wang Xiaoming couldn’t help but said, “I’m sorry.”

Barr’s eyes moved slightly in his direction.

Wang Xiaoming was afraid that his voice was too soft, so he repeated: “I’m sorry.”

If he remained silent, he would probably apologize until tomorrow morning. Barr pouted his lips in disdain, “I’m sorry?”

“Trouble you.”

…

Barr was surprised, “I thought you didn’t know.”

Wang Xiaoming stepped on the toes of his two feet. This is his habitual movement when he is nervous. It seems that this can attract his attention and distract his nervousness. “I didn’t expect it at first, but when I stood up, I suddenly thought of it.”

“I thought you were so full of your mind that you wouldn’t let him down.”

As he was talking, the elevator clinked and arrived.

When Wang Xiaoming was about to come out, he heard his mobile phone ringing. The security guard told him that a guest was about to come out and asked him to continue to take the elevator to the first floor.

The door jingled and closed again.

Wang Xiaoming took a breath of fresh air just now, and his mind was much calmer, “I have nothing to be considered by Xiang Zongtu. The reason Xiang Zong has fancyed me is because of you.”

The corner of Barr’s mouth raised slightly, his eyes clearly saying, “You are not stupid yet to the end.”

“But even so, I am willing to be used.” His toes stepped on each other more fiercely.

The corners of Barr’s mouth drooped immediately.

Wang Xiaoming whispered: “Because other than that, I can’t pay him back.”

“What do you owe him?” Barr sneered uncomfortably.

“He gave me work, gave me a place to live, helped me move, and also helped me get my deposit and rent back from the landlord, and…”

“Stop.” Barr stretched out his finger and poked the tip of his nose. “You don’t seem to figure it out.”

Wang Xiaoming’s eyes were cockfighting, looking at that finger.

“You are just a bridge, and the one being used is me.”

“I know.”

…

Barr smiled, but his teeth were clenched, “You mean, you know that Xiang Wenxun is going to use me, and you stupidly send it to the door?”

Wang Xiaoming said: “I said, I owe him.”

Barr clenched his fist and was about to speak when the elevator door opened again. He didn’t even look at it, and directly pressed a floor, letting the door close again when it was time.

“You owe him, use me to pay it back?” Two clusters of flames rose from his dark eyes like night.

Wang Xiaoming blushed, and plucked up the courage to say: “The computer you play on belongs to him.”

“…”

“You also broke his table.”

“…”

“Moreover,” Wang Xiaoming paused, “Mr Xiang is very pitiful, if you can help his brother…”

Barr said coldly: “Why should I help his brother?”

“Helping others is the foundation of happiness.”

Barr raised his eyebrows, “That’s a dogma that angels obey. If I obey it, why fall?”

Wang Xiaoming suffocated and said, “Then he always helped you.”

Barr shrugged, “I didn’t beg him again.”

“you have.”

Barr’s face sank. “You said I beg him?”

“You asked.” Although seeing Ba’s face in the closed space made him feel fear in his heart, but the persistence in his bones made Wang Xiaoming work hard to straighten his spine and prevent him from losing the battle in the confrontation.

“Very good.” Barr grabbed him suddenly. “You stand firmly on his side, don’t you?”

Wang Xiaoming couldn’t stand still, his body half lying on his body.

The phone rang suddenly, and at the same time, there was a’ding’ when the elevator door opened.

…

The phone sound stopped strangely.

Looking at the scene in the elevator, Chu Zhao’s head, which was originally a little groggy, suddenly became sober, the alcohol evaporated in a burst of sweat.

The guests who were talking and laughing also calmed down, looking at Wang Xiaoming who was bewildered with his eyes wide open.

Although in my eyes, he was half-fallen in Barr’s arms.

But in the eyes of outsiders, he is at a 45-degree angle with the ground, and he can’t stand on the toes of one foot.

I don’t know who clapped the first hands, and the applause followed.

Chu Zhao secretly let out a sigh of relief and said with a smile: “This is the after-show program recently prepared by the Silver Pavilion. Mr. Xiang said that several of the Silver Pavilion’s old customers are all regular customers, so I specifically asked you to go through it first.”

“Not bad.” The guests praised.

Others curiously asked: “Anything else?”

Chu Zhao didn’t dare to nod his head, turned his head and smiled stiffly at Wang Xiaoming, “Anything else?”

Wang Xiaoming didn’t dare to nod his head, so he could only look up at Baal.

Barr sneered: “Did you find my use value again?”

Wang Xiaoming’s eyes were red.

Barr’s preparations choked with grievances and sarcasm.

He remembered the black star bead with the name engraved. Although he had the upper hand over clarity, Xiang Wenxunsheng had a larger font. He hasn’t figured out whether the color is more important or the font size is more important. In case Wang Xiaoming’s impression of him is discounted on impulse, it will be the real loss.

He hadn’t forgotten how clear the three characters Chang Haitao were in the black star bead at first, but he didn’t expect it to fade in less than half a month.

Thinking of this, he couldn’t help but feel dissatisfied with Wang Xiaoming-changing his mind so quickly, it was so ridiculous!

If he dares to change his heart with this speed, he will take his head off and kick the ball.

Barr was in a daze alone, but Wang Xiaoming and Chu Zhao were so anxious that their hair was almost white.

Especially when the guests are getting more and more impatient.

Originally, acrobatics are based on dynamics. If they are static, it is better to look at sculptures. You need a chest on your chest and an abdomen on your abdomen.

Wang Xiaoming tugged at Baal’s clothes secretly.

Barr bowed his head and picked him up without saying a word.

…

The eyes of the guests who were about to doze off suddenly widened, looking at Wang Xiaoming floating in the air in horror.

An impulsive one also stretched out his hand.

It happened that the elevator door was about to close, but it was blocked by the hand and opened again.

Other guests exclaimed.

They haven’t seen the magic of flying trapeze before, but every time they don’t see it in the audience or in front of the TV, they have never seen it at such close range.

Since Barr picked it up casually, his posture was uncomfortable. Wang Xiaoming only felt that his waist was about to break, and the breath in his lungs kept exhaling.

While the guests were still in shock, Chu Zhao quickly winked at him. Seeing no effect, he simply said, “The curtain call. It’s time for the curtain call.”

Only then did Wang Xiaoming react, and stretched out his hand in front of him, desperately pressing the close button.

Partial guests are too curious. A customer desperately pressed the button and wanted to come in for a thorough look.

So the elevator made a clanging sound during one level and one closing.

In the end, Chu Zhao stepped away and deliberately knocked away the persistent hand before the door was completely closed.

When the customer’s unwilling and curious face disappeared from the field of vision, Wang Xiaoming’s smile finally collapsed and he exhaled.

Barr put him down and sneered: “It’s a pleasure to help others?”

“Not very pleasant.” Wang Xiaoming straightened his clothes and said sincerely, “but it’s definitely happier than not helping people.”

…

Barr refused to exchange ideas with him all night.

Back to the dormitory at night, I saw Tao Le leaning against the wall and smoking a cigarette from afar.

Cigarette butts on the ground.

Wang Xiaoming was a little bit distressed when he saw him now.

He actually didn’t see Tao Le many times, but every time it was vigorous.

He walked carefully from him, only to realize that the other party didn’t plan to raise his eyes to look at him at all. He just breathed a sigh of relief when Chu Zhao’s door opened.

Probably he didn’t expect it to be him. Chu Zhao was startled slightly, his eyes quickly moved away from Tao Le, and he pointed at him: “Why are you on the eighth floor?”

Wang Xiaoming couldn’t say Barr, but humbly admitted his mistake: “I’m sorry.”

Chu Zhao took a breath and said faintly: “Be careful next time.” As an ordinary person, after watching so many horror performances, it is commendable to be able to speak in such an orderly manner. possible.

Wang Xiaoming stood there and waited for him to continue to speak, but he tiptoedly closed the door.

…

After closing the door, Chu Zhao was afraid for a while, and whispered: “I just…Did I forget to say good night?”

After several ups and downs in the Yinguan, Wang Xiaoming finally ushered in the first weekend.

He considered the conversation with Barr all night, and suddenly felt very guilty. He felt that it was his business that he owed Xiang Wenxun, and he really shouldn’t pull Baal into the water. He should not impose his own values on him-no matter how distorted the other’s values.

After thinking about this, Wang Xiaoming became anxious.

Early in the morning, he ran to Barr without brushing his teeth or washing his face, “I figured it out clearly.”

Barr looked up from the book.

“I won’t hurt you!” Wang Xiaoming clenched a fist.

Barr looked at him silently.

“I will pay for the favor of Mr. Xiang!” Wang Xiaoming said loudly.

“Use the body like the person opposite?” Barr said, extinguishing his enthusiasm.

Wang Xiaoming bit his lip, but couldn’t say anything to refute.

Barr originally wanted to strike again, but seeing his expression, he could only hold back with regret. You must properly maintain your own image in his mind to maintain a good impression.

The phone rang.

With a grunt in his throat, Wang Xiaoming turned to look for his mobile phone.

Picking up the phone, it turned out to be Tony.

“Isn’t your guy going to see Shi Feixia? I have already contacted.” He went straight to the subject as soon as he opened his mouth.

Wang Xiaoming didn’t remember who Shi Feixia was at first, and was surprised when he remembered, “You really want to bring him here?”

“It’s not that I wanted to bring him here, but he was arguing to come.” Tony was also helpless, “but you can rest assured. My colleague is a human being. Since he said so, he must be sure. Don’t worry.”

Wang Xiaoming still hesitated.

Tony didn’t give him time to hesitate, and said to himself: “At nine o’clock this morning, McDonald’s in Sunshine Plaza. Remember, I won’t see you when I’m late.”

What else does Wang Xiaoming want to say, the other end is already hung up. He turned to look at Barr, who happened to look over.

He hesitated and asked, “Do you want to see Shi Feixia?”