CEO, Hold On A Moment

eturn trip.

Air tickets are white seventeen booking, during the period to do some tricks, equivalent to package the plane. In addition to them, there were only two or three tourists returning from the island on the whole plane, and they were far away from them.

The subordinates are chatting with each other -

"is there something wrong with the seafood soup for supper? Otherwise, how could we have been sleeping all day? "

"That shop is closed, or you'll have to stay and check."

"Or is there something wrong with our hotel?"

"I don't think so..."

……

What the subordinates are discussing eagerly is the problem of a collective sleepy day. For Mr. K's coming, Bai Shiqi's leaving, and what happened on the island that day They have no idea.

Bai Shiqi sat next to a group of people, did not participate in, did not point out, so quietly listening.

"Seventeen, nothing happened yesterday, did it?" Finally someone remembered and asked Bai Shiqi, "we don't know what's going on. Maybe we were drugged Why don't you come to us? "

"I don't know about you. Nothing happened anyway." White seventeen guilty to fool two, before more people turn their eyes to their own, the first to get up, change a position, sitting next to Qiao mu.

Jomo was just about to fall asleep.

Sensing that someone sat down beside her, she opened her eyes alertly again. Seeing Bai Shiqi, she was relieved: "what's the matter?"

"Hide with you." Bai Shiqi spat out his tongue, lowered his voice, and secretly pointed to the direction of his subordinates, "a bunch of gossip men! I didn't say anything. Just let them struggle for two days. "

Joe laughed.

She took a blanket from the side and gave it to Bai Shiqi: "sleep for a while?" Anyway, she wanted to get more sleep and energy.

"I'm not sleepy. Go to sleep." Bai Shiqi took the blanket and shook his head. She unfolded the blanket, covered it thoughtfully, and explained, "I'm reading while I have time."

It seems that Bai Shiqi bought the book in one day after it disappeared yesterday. It's all original in English and the paper is still very new.

Jomo glanced at it casually, as if it were a professional book about spirit and psychology.

Why does Bai Shiqi want to see this?

Jomo wondered.

I'm going to ask --

"that's right!" But Bai Shiqi opened his mouth first and suddenly remembered, "this plane is not so convenient as a special plane. We can't contact the ground. When we get to city a, we'll inform Tang Shao, OK? "

Jomo's attention was diverted and she looked down at her cell phone.

There is no electricity, it is in the black screen state. In addition to the request to turn off the phone, she has no way to talk.

"Well." Jomo nodded and rolled up the blanket. "Then I went to sleep..."

…………

A city.

Affected by the rain and snow weather, the number of flights and passengers at the airport has decreased. After noon, it was supposed to be the time with the largest passenger flow, but now the airport is deserted.

In the underpass -

there are a group of people walking towards the boarding building in a hurry. The clothes of these people are very strange. They are wearing navy robes, and their wide brims cover everyone's appearance.

There is a kind of

The unity of religious organizations.

Only one of them was wearing a dark black robe. He walked in the middle, like a leader of this group, but he was trembling. Even if he was supported by two people nearby, his figure became more and more staggering.

Finally, when we are about to walk out of the underpass

"Touch!"

The man in the dark black robe finally fell and fell heavily to the ground.

"Lord messenger!"

"Messenger, are you all right?"

For a moment, all the Tibetan robes gathered around. People asked different questions, but in their voices, they were all concerned and worried.

This group of people seemed to be on the run. After searching around, they turned around nervously. No matter what the situation of the people on the ground was, they discussed whether to carry them away.

"No..." The emissary waved his hand. He was wearing leather gloves and his face was wrapped tightly. It was impossible to judge his age. All the people could hear was his hoarse and old voice, "I'm not going, I'm dying."

"But my lord..."

Some people want to talk, but he raised his hand to stop.

He took out a piece of ink jade pendant from his skirt, a small piece, which looked like a token or keepsake. He murmured at it for a while, like some kind of Sanskrit, and then handed it to the nearest person.

"Go back and tell the master that the awakened one is completely out of control. He has a new will and will become an absolute danger. " He coughed and held his fingers tremblingly in the air, praying strangely, "the curse, after all, has come..."

His whole body is full of sorrow.After that, he slowly climbed to one side, simply sat down against the wall, nestled in the corner of the underpass, and never moved again.

"The messenger?" Some people show not to give up, "the host can hope you go back safely."

The messenger was unmoved.

"I've met the awakened, and I can't live any longer." He shook his head dejectedly and sentenced himself to death in two simple sentences. He closed his eyes and even sighed with some joy, "I can die before this catastrophe..."

No one talks, no one keeps.

It seems that after he said "I have met the awakened one head-on", people's attitude towards him becomes the same as that of a dead man.

For a long time.

"Here it is

"A lot of people, very fast."

Amazing hearing and open environment make it easy for these people to judge the change of environment. Just as at the beginning, they are fleeing, and their pursuers are coming quickly at this time

"It's his man." The messenger spoke again, and his voice finally gave a loud command, "go! Return to the master and wish him well. "

"Your long cherished wish will be conveyed."

I don't know who said it, then everyone left quickly and ran to the direction of the boarding building.

The underpass was deserted and empty again. Only the man in the dark black robe was left behind, curled up in a corner, very small

…………

In half an hour.

The flight from island to city a landed on time. Qiao Mu opened his eyes vaguely and saw that the parking building in the distance was covered with snow.

As Tang BeiYao said, it snowed in a city.

"Dear passengers, thank you for taking this flight..."

When the plane's Radio rang, Qiao Mu remembered that it was not a special plane. So, instead of looking at the scenery outside the window, she quickly stood up, took her belongings and planned to go out.

"Qiao mu," Bai Shiqi pulled her clothes, lowered her voice and called her, looking a little embarrassed, "Tang Shao didn't answer my phone, maybe Maybe He doesn't want to answer my phone. Can I use your cell phone? "

Jomo picked up his cell phone and looked at it There's no electricity.

She also forgot to ask the stewardess to help.

"Can you ask them to borrow their cell phone?" White 17 pointed to the direction of subordinates, "have to inform Tang Shao to meet you."

Jomo looked out at the ice and snow.

"Forget it, let's take a taxi back." Thinking of Tang BeiYao's fierce battle yesterday, she didn't want to let him suffer any more, "I know the way. I walk through an underground passage, which is a good place to take a taxi..."