Chapter 157 Boss Zhou

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Xu Qinglang felt a tingling sensation on his scalp at this moment. He had seen many ghosts, but he was not afraid of them. However, the person in front of him who was alive and had just gone to Wushan ** with him made him feel so terrified that he could not speak.

The woman glanced at him, and seeing his frightened appearance, she seemed to find it more interesting, and reached out and gently tapped his chin.

"So cute, like a lovely little quail."

The woman's fingers were a little cold, and Xu Qinglang shuddered, immediately put on his clothes and got out of bed, not daring to look at the woman, and threw the money on the bed, but he didn't pick it up, and ran out directly by opening the door.

Compared with the last time he woke up, there were three thousand more yuan on the bedside table. Xu Qinglang felt that he seemed to have failed more today than last time.

He was a little confused. After walking out of the hotel, he squatted on the curb alone and lit a cigarette.

This woman has a mental problem.

But without looking at the scarred wrist, she is really beautiful.

It seems that there is no such thing as absolutely perfect in this world. God always habitually creates some flaws in beautiful things, as if this is in line with God's aesthetics.

For most men, it seems to be a very pleasant thing for a good family who is willing to give you money and is beautiful and has high skills in bed to be your p-friend.

In fact, Xu Qinglang had more or less this idea in his mind before. The kind of carelessness, no impact on his life and his life, just to pursue a moment of instant pleasure, is enough to make people put down all defenses and voluntarily sink into it.

Reaching out and scratching his hair, Xu Qinglang felt a little painful.

At this time, a pair of high heels appeared behind Xu Qinglang. Xu Qinglang turned his head and saw this woman.

The woman was still smoking, and her wrist was wrapped in the sleeve, and there was no flaw. She bent down and looked at Xu Qinglang. The deep groove on her chest was so unfathomable that most men could not help but look at it.

"Little brother, are you scared by your sister?"

Xu Qinglang shook his head, didn't look at her, and continued to smoke his cigarette.

"Then I'll leave. Let's meet again next time when I'm in a good mood. By the way, this is your money."

The woman took out the money from her bag.

"I don't want it. I don't need money."

The woman was stunned for a moment, as if she was looking at a stubborn baby, and said:

"What a coincidence, I don't need it either."

"Wow!"

The woman threw the tens of thousands of yuan in cash in her hand directly into the air, and the banknotes began to fly, attracting the attention of many passers-by around. Then she got in the car parked next to her and drove away.

Xu Qinglang sat in the flying banknotes, which made him involuntarily think of a scene in the movie "God of Gamblers" that he watched when he was a child.

The banknotes were also raised, and then Brother Fa and the woman danced in the rain of banknotes.

After sniffing, Xu Qinglang stood up silently.

He walked a few steps outside,

then stopped,

looked back, and there was a pile of money on the ground.

Oh,

Am I short of money?

He turned around and continued to walk forward.

At this time, several passers-by on the road saw Xu Qinglang leaving, and subconsciously moved closer to this side to pick up the money.

Xu Qinglang stopped again,

and walked quickly to the original place,

"I don't need it, but that guy does. If he knew that I didn't even want the money on the ground for a little so-called face, he would definitely scold me to death!"

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"A-choo!"

In the bookstore, Mr. Zhou, who had been reading the newspaper for half the night, sneezed loudly.

"Boss, do you have a cold?" Bai Yingying asked with some concern.

"Hey, it should be someone who misses him." The old Taoist counted with his fingers next to him, "Tsk tsk tsk, it should be so."

"The floor is a little dirty, I have to mop it again." Zhou Ze said slowly.

The old Taoist immediately frowned, picked up the mop and started cleaning bitterly.

At this time, a Porsche stopped at the door of the bookstore, and a woman dressed gorgeously and exquisitely walked in. The woman was probably in her thirties, and she showed a sense of grace from head to toe.

"Wow, so beautiful, just like a lotus emerging from the water." Bai Yingying exclaimed beside her.

This is normal, because this woman is really beautiful, the type that becomes more attractive the more you look at her.

"The dew on the lotus hasn't been wiped off yet."

Zhou Ze smiled,

The woman's cheeks were full of spring, her eyes were full of water, and she had a sense of looseness on her body, like the earth that had just experienced the spring rain, nurturing the vitality of the heart.

"Who is the boss?"

The woman looked around and asked.

Zhou Ze frowned, who is the boss?

This high-school girl holding a cup of coffee next to her is the boss?

The old farmer who was mopping the floor with a mop is the boss?

There are only three people in the store,

Who is the boss?

You are blind.

Zhou Ze pouted and ignored her. Anyway, you are a living person, not a ghost.

As a result, no one really paid attention to this woman.

Bai Yingying went to tidy up the bar, the old Taoist continued to mop the floor,

Zhou Ze continued to lie on the sofa like Ge You.

"I have something to ask your boss.

Wang Ke introduced me."

When Wang Ke was mentioned, Zhou Ze slowly sat up straight.

The woman saw Zhou Ze, walked over, and sat down on the sofa opposite Zhou Ze.

She said directly:

"My husband has encountered some psychological problems recently. He always feels that he has seen ghosts. I asked Dr. Wang to have a look. Dr. Wang recommended me to come here to see you. He said that you are an expert in this field."

Zhou Ze did not answer the woman, but took out his mobile phone. He was going to scold Wang Ke. He had promised not to cause trouble for him, but he took it and pushed another bad thing for himself.

Was the previous commitment to co-authoring a fart?

There are limits to helping and caring for friends. After all, Zhou Ze has never considered himself a living person.

I haven't made the call yet.

A woman threw a bank card on the coffee table.

"There are one million in this card, and the password is 003003."

Zhou Ze's call to accuse Wang Ke was interrupted. Zhou Ze felt very angry. Didn't he see that I was about to make a call?

What does it mean when you throw a card on the coffee table and say there is one million in it and then give out the password?

Don’t you know that any funeral object my maid throws out is worth hundreds of thousands?

Don’t you know that the old man who mops the floor in my house casually starts a live broadcast and sells money and his income explodes every minute?

Didn't you see that the chefs hired by my family have more than 20 apartments?

Zhou Ze put down his phone,

Reach out,

Picked up the card.

well,

I am still too bad of a good person and value friendship too much.

You still have to help your friends.

"This is the deposit."

the woman added.

Zhou Ze's hand shook.

Alas, the injury has not healed yet, my body is just a little weak, and my hand starts to shake even if I pick up a small card.

"Yingying, the guests are here, why aren't you serving coffee?" Zhou Ze shouted to the bar counter in dissatisfaction.

"coming!"

Bai Yingying came over immediately with coffee.

The woman looked at Zhou Ze calmly. She enjoyed the feeling of using money to beat people into submission.

Whether in bed or under the bed, whether a man or a woman, she can do anything with the money in her hands.

"Tell me about your situation. How old is your husband?" Zhou Ze asked.

"He is thirteen this year," the woman replied.

Zhou Ze glanced at the woman twice in surprise.

"Yes, I only got together with him because of his money and inheritance. Then I told him that we were in true love. The old man felt good about himself and believed me."

The woman still said calmly.

"Thank you for your candor."

"If I'm not honest, you will think that way too."

The woman picked up the coffee, took a sip, and frowned slightly.

"No sugar."

"I don't like sugar," Zhou Ze said.

The woman put down the coffee and said, "Anyway, whenever you have time, you can go to my house and see my husband. He has been too suspicious recently, making it impossible for the husband and wife to live a normal life."

"puff……"

Zhou Ze choked while drinking coffee.

Bai Yingying took a tissue and carefully wiped the boss's mouth, then stepped away.

"With all due respect, I think you should hope that he burps soon."

"Well, it turned out that he was about to die. He was lying in bed and could hardly get out of the bed. But from the moment he shouted "hell," his energy level was obviously much better than before."

The woman continued worriedly:

"If this continues, I think he may not die for the time being. I'm talking about natural death."

"I understand, what next, what's your reason for inviting me?"

"To solve his current state, I don't care if he has a psychotic version of Alzheimer's disease or if there is really a ghost haunting him, I want him to return to normal, and then continue to lie in bed quietly waiting to die as before."

"Okay, I agree. I will try my best to treat your husband's illness."

A sneer appeared on the corner of the woman's mouth,

"hypocritical."

"By the way, has your husband ever said who is pestering him?

I mean, what is the identity of the ghost that is haunting him?

Does he know him? "

"His ex-wife, his son, his daughter, his grandson, his granddaughter, and his great-grandson and great-granddaughter."

The woman counted on her fingers,

"Many, many people."

"Sorry, are they already?"

"Five years ago, a big family of theirs held a party on a cruise ship, and then encountered an accident. The cruise ship sank, and no one on board survived. In other words, his whole family was gone except for him, who happened to go ashore to discuss business that day."

"Well."

Zhou Ze nodded after hearing this.

Looking at it this way, it is possible that the old man was haunted by the ghosts of the dead or had mental problems caused by excessive psychological pressure. Both are very possible.

"Then how long have you been married to him?"

"Five years."

The woman still replied calmly.

Zhou Ze did not continue to ask, but kept weighing the bank card in his hand.

This is a pool of muddy water, no, it's probably a cesspit,

If you walk over by yourself, you will probably get yourself dirty, or at least you will smell it.

Stink.

"One million deposit, five million upon completion." The woman looked at Zhou Ze and gently touched the back of Zhou Ze's hand with her smooth fingers.

Bai Yingying looked at her and pouted. At such an old age, she still seduces men!

Yingying never thought that in terms of age, the other people in the bookstore, including the old Taoist, were not as old as her.

"Plus I sleep with you three times."

the woman added.

Bai Yingying's face turned even more ugly.

Mother Ganlin!

Show your face!

Zhou Ze calmly moved the woman's hand away,

road:

"How about canceling the last condition and changing it to 8 million?"

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