Weird internet celebrity company: female weird dressed as Two-dimensional

Chapter 28 I'm Sorry, You Can Do What You Want
Everything is still and space is broken!
The ghost bites and swallows time, his eyes are in a trance, and when he opens his eyes again.

The time has returned to 10 seconds ago.

Wei Kun's move was not reckless.

Rather, he felt that when he stamped the female corpse in red and was promoted to the head of the Ghost Affairs Department, the ability of the ghost seal was greatly strengthened.

There is a subtle connection between the ghost seal and the two "ghost hook jade" on the body of the female corpse in red.

This greatly reduces the burden on Wei Kun's body caused by time reversal.

In order to confirm this conjecture, he did not hesitate to use the ability to turn back time at this time.

as predicted!

Back in time this time, the familiar feeling of hunger came one after another, making him want to go back to the red-clothed female corpse to absorb the ghost energy.

But the difference is that this time his nose didn't bleed, and Wei Kun didn't feel any other strong discomfort except the fatigue after a lot of exercise!
The ghost seal is being enhanced as expected!
A thought flashed through Wei Kun's mind—if you continue to recruit ghost employees and improve the department composition of the ghost company, what will the ghost seal look like?
Thoughts turned a thousand times, but in fact less than half a second passed.

He stopped thinking about it and looked at Qiu Yunying.

At this time Qiu Yunying was talking - "You know that I am a fashion designer..."

"of course."

Wei Kun interrupted Qiu Yunying, and said with a smile: "Your earrings and lip studs are very beautiful. Besides, have you ever thought that I mean to say... how are you?"

This time it was Qiu Yunying's turn to show a surprised expression.

Her clothes are actually very unpopular. Even if it is a joint model that has won a place in an international design competition, people outside the circle know very little about it.

What Wei Kun said was beyond her expectation.

She was stunned, coughing to hide her embarrassment.

Everything he wanted to say was held back by Wei Kun.

She has played similar tricks countless times, and she can always use this to grasp the rhythm of the conversation, but it was the first time she was frustrated.

She looked at Wei Kun in bewilderment, as if re-examining him.

This guy surnamed Wei...why does it seem like he can guess what I'm thinking?
Qiu Yunying shook her head, putting aside the absurd thoughts.

She opened her mouth, she was eloquent and could always take the initiative, but she couldn't speak a complete sentence.

The lips rested for a long time.

"You investigated me beforehand?" Qiu Yunying pretended to be annoyed, and wanted to regain the initiative.

Wei Kun couldn't help but said.

"Michel Leclerq's joint designer, do you need to investigate specifically?"

These words reached Qiu Yunying's heart.

She took a deep look at Wei Kun, feeling a little happy in her heart, and replied calmly on the surface: "Cut, you have a bit of taste."

Seeing Wei Kun not moving, Qiu Yunying spoke impatiently.

"What are you doing in a daze? Get in the car! I reserved a seat at the restaurant, and I planned to return it."

The tone was not good, and there was still a taste of guns and sticks, but the act of her opening the door showed a trace of friendliness that was hard to capture.

Wei Kun sat in the co-pilot of a red Ferrari.

Pass the breakfast shop on the corner of the street.

The second brother, the owner of the breakfast shop, was kneading his face, and when he looked up, he saw Wei Kun in the co-pilot, and Qiu Yunying in the driver with outstanding temperament and wearing big sunglasses.

The second brother stared straight.

blah blah blah!

He slammed the dough on the chopping board, cursing in grief and indignation.

"Another fucking rich woman!"

……

Yunhai Commercial Street.

ConnieGeorges, a high-end western restaurant with a foreign flavor.

Ferrari passed by in a hurry and stopped at the entrance of a more western restaurant diagonally opposite Connie Georges - BurgerKing!

That's Burger King.

Qiu Yunying skillfully ordered a Tianjiaohuangbao set meal for two, and brought it to the table herself.

Seeing Wei Kun was a little surprised, she pursed her lips.

"That kind of western restaurant is purely for cheating Internet celebrities and pretending to be a criminal. I wanted to cheat you at first. Seeing that you are interesting, just think about it on the way."

Wei Kun really has never eaten this.

His previous favorite was Thursday's K's.

After tasting it, Burger King's beef burgers are indeed more rich in ingredients than K and M, and the price is not too expensive.He only took one bite and put it aside. As the ghost seal became more and more closely integrated with his body, his appetite became worse and worse. Even when he ate something slightly greasy, he couldn't help but spit it out.

Qiu Yunying sucked off the chips and salt on her fingers, raised her head, and said to Wei Kun.

"Let's get down to business."

"Not counting the 200 million I transferred to you before, I am willing to pay another 900 million, a total of 1100 million, to sign an exclusive advertising contract with the anchor Hongmei."

She paused, staring into Wei Kun's eyes.

"But only if... I have to see her in person."

Here comes the most troublesome part.

Wei Kun wanted to lead Qiu Yunying to meet the sister in red.

But the head of the ghost affairs department should be holding the ghost mirror and having fun, if his interest is disturbed, he will definitely become fierce on the spot, tear it up for Wei Kun, stuff it into his mouth, and push it directly to his throat Eye.

When he thought of the scene of the female corpse in red eating a living person, he couldn't help shivering.

Qiu Yunying keenly captured Wei Kun's fleeting uneasiness, and became more interested.

"What? Is it inconvenient somewhere?"

Wei Kun took a deep breath and said, "Her appetite is a little...big."

Qiu Yunying tapped on the table and murmured.

"It means that you are not satisfied with the signing fee. This can be studied further. If her temperament is very suitable for my design style, I will sign her for any amount of money. Let's talk about the meeting. You can set a time. "

Wei Kun was even more embarrassed. He wanted the signing fee, but he didn't want to cheat people out of conscience.

Up to now, every sum of money in the ghost company is legitimate labor income, which is completely legal and reasonable. Apart from not paying five social insurances, one housing fund and accidental death insurance to ghost employees, there is nothing wrong with it.

"She doesn't like living people very much." Wei Kun felt a toothache when he said this.

Qiu Yunying suddenly realized and nodded.

"Social fear? Mental disorder? I understand. When I was studying abroad, I had a roommate who had the same problem. Otherwise, you can give me her photo and contact information first, and I will talk to her."

The screen of the last person she chatted with was shattered across thousands of miles of optical fiber, and the scene was quite exciting.

It is impossible for Wei Kun to agree to this request.

He frowned, thought deeply, and said slowly: "I can give you the photo, but I'm sorry, I promised her that the contact information is temporarily unavailable."

Qiu Yunying laughed angrily.

She slapped the table fiercely, raised her nose and eyes, and shouted: "Wei Kun, do you think it's up to you? Let me tell you, there are thousands of models at the gate of Qiu's Garment every day begging for cooperation opportunities." , don't be too self-righteous, there are many beautiful women, no matter how beautiful she is, she is not the capital to play big names and do whatever she wants!"

Wei Kun looked at Qiu Yunying quietly, without saying a word, then silently took out his mobile phone, opened a photo, and handed it to Qiu Yunying.

Qiu Yunying took the phone angrily, and looked at the screen dissatisfied.

The moment your eyes meet,
She froze, her pupils narrowed into pinpoints, and her sarcastic expression gradually solidified, like frozen ice.

(End of this chapter)