Pretty CEO's Soldier Son-in-law

What does goofy see?

He saw the vermilion door on the white porcelain lady's buttocks and suspected it was Xie Hongyan who was missing.

After he chased Xie Hongyan into the dark road, he knew that the man was Mu Tianya.

Then, he watched Mu Tianya helplessly and died in front of him, but he was helpless.

Shen Yinbing's question, like a knife stabbed at Gao Fei's heart, made his face twist suddenly, and his eyes were full of pain.

Shen Yinbing, who was preparing to listen to him answer the question, was startled by Gao Fei's appearance. When he stepped back subconsciously, his face quickly returned to normal. He said faintly, "I followed Mrs. white porcelain to the dark road. It was dark and I didn't see anything. After being trapped inside, it took a lot of effort to get out, and then you'll know

Shen Yinbing can be sure that Gao Fei's words are not true, but also understand that he is not willing to tell himself the truth he saw.

Maybe he was worried that he would scare me when he said it?

Thinking of the expression on Gao Fei's face just now, Shen Yinbing glanced at him and quickly changed the topic: "let's go."

"Well, let's go and wait. I need to make a phone call."

Gao Fei agreed. He took out his mobile phone and dialed out a number. Without waiting for what he said there, he said in an unquestionable voice: "I want you to send some wreaths to the imperial court within an hour. The more the better."

With this nonsense, goofy pulls off his cell phone and turns to the elevator.

Shen Yinbing quickly followed up, for fear of walking slowly will not see him.

With a jingle, the elevator door opened.

After Shen Yinbing walks in, the first reaction is to look at the buttons.

She clearly saw that the number "17" existed on the button, and her pupils shrank for a moment. She murmured, "when Xiao Song and I came up, how could we not find this key?"

Looking at the slowly closing elevator door, goofy asked, "what?"

"When I woke up, I found myself sleeping on my stomach on the dining table in the hall, and I felt something was wrong..."

Once Shen Yinbing was away from fear, she became smart again. When the elevator came to the first floor of the hall, she had simply explained why she was in the room.

Gao Fei pursed his lips, and when the elevator door opened slowly, he said, "since you can see the coffin in that room, and you can't find the button" 17 "in the elevator, what's this

"Well, yes, as long as someone controls the buttons through the computer."

Shen Yinbing followed Gao Fei out of the elevator. Looking at the people coming and going in the hall, she finally asked, "Gao Fei, why do you want so many wreaths?"

Gao Fei bit his lower lip and whispered, "Mu Tianya is dead."

"Mu Tianya is dead? Is mu Tianya Mu Dong? "

After understanding that Mu Tianya is mu Dong of Connor group, Shen Yinbing's mouth suddenly widens. When she was about to say something, she heard someone cry out with a choking voice: "Mr. Shen!"

Shen Yinbing turned her head and saw Xiao Song coming from afar.

"Mr. Shen, it's great to see you!"

When Xiao Song said this to Shen Yinbing, on the 17th floor above her head, in a quiet room, suddenly there was a slight friction sound: Yi, PI.

If anyone was there, they would have scared their eyes off: the dust covered lid of the coffin in the middle of the room slid slowly under the coffin. A white body, smooth as protein, seemed to emit fluorescence, slowly sat up from the coffin.

This is a man without clothes.

It can be seen from her waterfall like hair and the towering of her chest that this is a woman who should be in the most beautiful age.

"Alas."

She let out a low sigh, opened her arms to do a chest expansion, like two half basketball like towering, shaking.

It contains the sigh of "spring dream wakes up with a little bit of melancholy and sadness". It goes out through the crack of the door and reverberates in the empty corridor for a few times. It is blown away by the light wind blowing in from the open window, but with a lingering sound.

The Ming Tombs, the tombs of the 13 emperors of the Ming Dynasty, have also been opened up as a scenic spot.

However, compared with the tourist attractions such as the Great Wall, the Forbidden City and Beidaihe, the traffic volume of the Ming Tombs is obviously much worse. After all, many tourists don't like the solemn and solemn atmosphere of the mausoleum.

It is said that Liu Fagui, a descendant of the tomb keeper of the Ming Dynasty, lived in the scenic spot of the Ming Tombs.

In feudal society, the social status of Liu Fagui, a grave keeper, was almost at the bottom of the social ladder and was not welcomed.

Fortunately, it is now a new society. As a descendant of the tomb keeper, he has become a distinguished citizen of the capital. When his father's father was alive, his family also had two acres of orchards. His wife worked in the downtown area. He himself opened a small funeral shop, which was to tie wreaths and paper men.It is quite in line with the atmosphere to tie a wreath in the Ming Tombs.

Liu Fagui's skills in making wreaths are very good. The paper man he made is even more lifelike. It is said that the paper man he made can blow the old yellow cattle into the ground to cultivate land as long as he points his eyes

Of course, these are legends, but Liu Fagui's wreath shop has become the main source of income for his family.

However, just as stocks have a bull market and a bear market, Liu Fagui's business has not improved much since the second half of the year. The small warehouse dedicated to holding wreaths is full.

The business of Zha Hua circle is not good. Of course, you can't scold and complain like playing stocks in a bear market. How can so few people die these years?

If Liu Fagui really does this, I believe that he will be secretly slapped.

Therefore, he had to put the depression of bad business under his heart. All day long, he sat on the couch at the door of the shop and looked at Longhu Mountain (the Ming Tombs are in the middle of Longhu Mountain, known as the left Green Dragon and the right white tiger. This Fengshui is a big ox fork), listening to the radio and humming, "I see the dark hole ahead, it must be the den of the thief, waiting for me to kill..." I'm very comfortable here.

"Fat expensive, very leisurely you!"

A small man who made a fortune in business outside drove a luxury Mercedes Benz and stopped in front of Liu Fagui. His fat face stretched out from the window and said with a smile, "Hey, it can't be you, it's socialism. Had it not been for social stability and a substantial improvement in people's living standards, he would have lived so long. You say, don't you? "

Without waiting for Liu Fagui to say anything, he made a few small noises and stepped on the accelerator and left.

"The son of the wolf, Dezhi becomes rampant. When your old mother who was thrown into the shed returns to heaven and comes to buy a wreath, I will have to kill you severely!"

Looking at the far away car, Liu Fagui gave his middle finger a sharp jerk. When he was about to lie down on the couch again, he saw two cars coming from there.

Liu also didn't care. He closed his eyes and hummed again: "look at the dark hole ahead, it must be the thief's nest. Wait until I kill him."

a creak of the brake interrupted Liu Fagui's good mood and made him open his eyes in anger. He saw the two cars parked at the door of his store: a sports car and a box of goods.

A young man who looked very tasteful jumped out of the sports car, took off the big sunglasses on his face and called, "man, do you have a wreath here?"

Seeing that this guy's eyes are black and the printing hall is dark, Liu Fagui, who knows some faces very well, first frowns, then smiles. He quickly gets up from the reclining chair and asks with a smile, "master, if you want to say that I don't have anything else here, I just don't need a wreath."

According to Liu Fagui's observation, although the guy on the opposite side has dark eyes and looks unlucky, he has a wealth that can't be stopped by evil spirits. He is definitely a first-class person.

There is a rule in Lao Liu's business, that is, when a customer comes to buy something, he will never be too enthusiastic, or he will be mistaken for gloating and will lose his life.

Therefore, Lao Liu will never ask how many people want like ordinary business owners, and if they are more, they can do it according to the wholesale price.

But what he didn't expect, the young man looked at the price list of all kinds of wreaths and said, "I'll cover all your wreaths here and give you a wholesale price!"

Liu Fagui's eyes flashed a little surprised: "Sir, I look at your face. It's very rich. There's no need to do a second hand in this area to earn this little money?"

"Nonsense, Mr. Liu, I'm naturally rich and powerful. Do you have to say that?"

Liu Xiaolong waved his hand impatiently, took out a pile of thick banknotes from his pocket, hit it on the couch casually, and asked, "is this money enough to buy all your wreaths? If it's not enough for you, there's still room for you, Mr. Liu! "

Looking at the tens of thousands of banknotes, Liu Fagui shivered and repeatedly said, "Master Liu, enough, enough"

Liu Xiaolong interrupted him: "enough, don't talk. Hurry to move the wreath to the car for Mr. Liu. The action should be fast, which will delay the event of Mr. Liu, but you can ask me!"

"Well, brothers, come with me!"

Although Liu Fagui didn't understand what Liu Xiaolong wanted so many wreaths for, he didn't dare to ask more questions. He quickly grabbed the money and yelled at several young people who came down from the boxes and ran to the warehouse with them.

Youdao is that under the heavy reward, there must be brave men. Liu Fagui, who looks sickly and sickly, resists more than a dozen wreaths and comes to the back of the box.

Just as he was about to throw the wreath into the carriage, he was surprised to find that there were already more than half of the wreaths in it.

What does this man want so many wreaths for? It won't be After thinking of this, Liu Fagui looks at Liu Xiaolong who is calling. He wants to ask, but he closes his mouth cleverly. He likes to make trouble most of all. It's better to make a big fortune with a dull voice.

"Mr. Liu, I made a rough calculation just now. There are more than 300 wreaths in our car. We have almost cleaned all the wreaths in this area. Do you want to go to the eastern suburbs? My third aunt's cousin's brother-in-law's brother-in-law's brother-in-law's neighbor's brother-in-law is also engaged in this trade. He should have more goods there. "A young man ran up to Liu Xiaolong with a flattering smile: it's my pleasure to work for secretary Liu's son. If pockmarked Wang dares to fight for a sweet potato stall with me in the future, Laozi will carry out Liu Dashao's brand, and he must be scared to death!

"More than three hundred? Almost. Let's go. Time is running out! "

Liu Xiaolong waved his hand and got on the car first.

The young man ran after him and asked, "Mr. Liu, where are these things sent?"

Liu Xiaolong sneered and spat out four words: "imperial club!"