Diary of the life of a working wizard

When Joseph thought that Xia Yunjie was a devil from hell, in Haizhou City, Jiangnan Province, China, Zhang Guohai and his son, Zheng Yizhe, the son of the executive deputy mayor of Haizhou City, and He Shishuang, a popular actress on Haizhou City TV station, all woke up from nightmares. , all of them were sweating profusely and panting heavily, looking at the dark outside with endless terror in their eyes. .

Ever since they came back from that charity gala, they had the same nightmare every time they fell asleep. Countless ghosts pounced on them, and countless creepy insects crawled on their bodies...

Zhang Lei, who didn't dare to fall asleep again, dragged his legs that were still shaking uneasily downstairs. He wanted to drink a cup of coffee to refresh himself until dawn. But when Zhang Lei dragged his trembling legs downstairs, he found that the light in the living room was on. His father, who was once a powerful figure in the business community of Jiangnan Province, was holding a cup of hot coffee. But his hands were trembling and his face was pale.

"Dad, why aren't you sleeping at this late hour?" Zhang Lei asked with a flash of surprise in his eyes.

"Can't sleep, what about you? Why are you down here in the middle of the night?" Zhang Guohai didn't want to show any inner fear in front of his son, so he tried to keep his voice steady and asked.

"I, I..." Zhang Lei hesitated. He really didn't know how to talk to his father. He had been dreaming about ghosts for the past few days, and disgusting bugs were going in and out of his body.

"What am I? You're thirty years old and you can't even speak a word. You really let me down," Zhang Guohai said angrily. Recently, the more he saw his son, the more useless he became. Not only did he lose money gambling in Macau, but he also offended Xia Yunjie at the charity party that day, so much so that Angela Chung immediately stopped talking about cooperation with him. As for the nightmares he had been having every day these past few days, Zhang Guohai had suspected that Xia Yunjie was responsible, but in the end he could not believe that a person could be so terrifying and weird.

"Here, I've been having nightmares these past few days, so I can't sleep." Seeing his father scolding him, Zhang Lei had no choice but to tell the truth.

"Are you having nightmares too?" Zhang Guohai couldn't help but blurt out after hearing this.

"Dad, are you too?" Zhang Lei pointed at his father and blurted out.

Father and son, you looked at me and I looked at you. Suddenly, they suddenly thought of someone. Their whole bodies couldn't help but tremble, and there was indescribable panic in their eyes.

Before leaving that day, Xia Yunjie gave them a message, "I wish you a good dream every day." At that time, they didn't really understand the meaning, and they just thought it was a sarcastic comment. Now they know that it is a "good dream."

"Dad, what should we do now?" Zhang Lei asked with a trembling voice.

"I think Su Zhiyan, Zhong Yangying, and Xia Yunjie all have a good relationship. The only plan now is to find Su Zhiyan and Zhong Yangying and ask them to help intercede. Maybe things will turn around." Zhang Guohai thought for a while, with a look on his face. Said bitterly.

When Zhang Guohai and his son looked at each other with frowns, Zheng Yizhe and He Shishuang finally understood what a terrible big shot they had offended.

But when they realized it, Xia Yunjie was already thousands of miles away in Italy and arrived at the Blaze five-star luxury hotel in the center of Rome.

The Blaze Hotel is more majestic than many of the Roman buildings that Xia Yunjie saw on the street. The majestic building gives people the feeling of being towering like a mountain.

The lobby of the hotel was also decorated with great splendor. Xia Yunjie's English was now very good. He took his suitcase and chatted with the pretty lady at the front desk for a while, and then successfully checked into a single room.

The room is very neat, and the decoration inside, including the hanging murals, seems to bring people back to the glorious historical era of Rome.

He took a shower in the bathroom. After the shower, he crossed his legs and released his consciousness. He searched carefully around the hotel and found no trace of Mao Zheng. Xia Yunjie got up and walked out of the room.

Now that he's in Rome, Xia Yunjie doesn't want to miss this world-famous ancient city.

Hotel Braze has two open-air balconies with views of Rome.

Although it was already almost ten o'clock, for the Romans, the night seemed to have just begun. The lights on the open-air balcony are shining and filled with tables and chairs that are well-proportioned and look very atmospheric.

Tourists from all over the world and Italians in twos and threes were sitting leisurely on chairs with a cup of coffee, beer or red wine in front of the table, drinking and chatting.

Although the Chinese are now becoming more open, compared to foreigners, Xia Yunjie found that there was still a big gap. Among the women sitting on the terrace, Xia Yunjie could hardly see any well-dressed women. Almost all of them were wearing low-cut vests or T-shirts. The cleavage that is difficult to see in China is almost everywhere here at a glance, and foreign women's generally large breasts squeeze the cleavage very deep, and some even expose half of their breasts, which is white and dazzling.

However, Xia Yunjie discovered that a large number of foreign women have rough skin, which makes those originally attractive ravines less beautiful in the eyes of Easterners.

Xia Yunjie found a corner to sit down, and a waitress wearing a skirt with her butt tightly wrapped walked over with a smile.

Xia Yunjie ordered a bottle of the most famous local Monadi beer, then crossed his legs and admired the night view of Rome while drinking cold beer leisurely.

"Dear Miss Yang, you are so beautiful and sexy. If I hadn't gotten married yet, I would definitely marry you." As he was drinking, Xia Yunjie heard flattering and complimentary words that made him feel very unnatural, because the voice Revealing frivolity and age.

"Thank you for your compliment, Mr. Scola." As soon as the frivolous and old voice fell, Xia Yunjie heard a familiar voice.

Subconsciously, Xia Yunjie turned his head in the direction of the sound and saw three people, two women and one man, sitting at a table beside the balcony railing. The women are all Chinese, and one of them is Miss World second runner-up Yang Xiaomei, who danced with Xia Yunjie at the Spring City Regal Club. The man is an old Italian man who must be at least sixty years old. The wrinkled double chin and big bags under the eyes reminded Xia Yunjie that this was the old man who told Yang Xiaomei that he would marry Yang Xiaomei if he wasn't married yet, and he couldn't help but feel as disgusted as eating a fly.

"This is what I'm saying. I wonder if I will have a chance to spend a wonderful night with Miss Yang tonight? I think I will be very happy to talk to Miss Yang about our cooperation at that time." The old Italian man's eyes were filled with confusion. Staring at Yang Xiaomei, especially her tall, white and tender breasts, her hand gently turned the red wine glass.