Pick up a corpse to be reborn: Miss Ghost

Chapter 1042 The City Manager
The man who appeared out of nowhere had no real sense of presence at all.

Apart from the abrupt and untimely black tuxedo, this man's face is so poor that there are no adjectives to describe it.

...It is the kind of arrangement of facial features that even if you have seen it a hundred or a thousand times, you can't form an effective memory in your mind at all.

Well, there is a word that can describe it exactly: flashing and forgetting.

"I thought it would be a little quieter if we moved to the vampire's residence."

Su Xingzhi put down his chopsticks, picked up the napkin and wiped the corners of his mouth.

"What can I do for you? TokyoManager."

Su Xingzhi looked at the man in the tuxedo.

A city is also a huge living body, because countless people live in it and provide it with all kinds of vitality. Over time, the city will form its own temper and character, which will in turn affect the humans living in it.

For example, when it comes to Shanghai, people may think of a comprador in a suit and leather shoes, with combed hair that would split legs if a fly steps on it; when it comes to Xinjiang, people will think of a handsome Uighur guy with a high nose bridge, deep eye sockets and a turban, this type of urban anthropomorphism.

After something has passed for a long time, and when it comes into contact with more vitality, it will form a spirit.

Cities are no exception.

TheCityManager is the soul of the city.

The strange man in a tuxedo who suddenly appeared in front of him is the manager of the lost city of Tokyo.

He is the arbitrator, he is the judge, and he is the dealer who facilitates the transaction of favors.

Anyone who resists his proposed trade is unlikely to end well in this city.

Because Tokyo can't stand it, the ignorant people who confront Tokyo's cross-eyed.

However, waking up is an exception.

Tokyo Manager took off his top hat and respectfully saluted the awakened one.

"Is there something wrong? Or do you think I'm here to make trouble?"

Su Xingzhi poured a glass of sake and took a small sip.

"I dare not, I just heard that Miss Su came, but I couldn't greet her in time, so I felt a little panic in my heart."

When TokyoManager spoke, his mouth didn't move. He was like a lifelike clipart that could move but couldn't imitate the details.

"I've been here for a long time. As a manager, you don't know I'm here now, do you?"

Su Xing put down his wine glass with a smile that was not a smile, "I thought that when I came, there was enough commotion. After all, I woke up an old man who rarely slept well."

(End of this chapter)