Chapter 602 Who Doesn’t Have Leadership Charisma?

Feng Qing finally witnessed Zhong Yuan's reprojection process in broad daylight.

We have known each other for such a long time, and we have actually met him several times before, so I was never sure.

Now, Feng Qing felt very uncomfortable watching such a big man turn into a cat in the blink of an eye.

What?

He transformed in front of Wang Po Di, so I didn’t know?

At this time, the cat Zhong Yuan said to Feng Qing, "Meow meow meow~~" I'll be back as soon as I go, you wait for me to come back.

Feng Qing said, "When you see my dad, tell him I'm coming to your place. I didn't tell him when I went out."

"Meow~" Got it.

Cat Zhong Yuan jumped into the safe and left Ye Zhen and Shadow Space in the Market Management Bureau.

As soon as the door is closed, the safe is plunged into darkness and is immediately transferred through the power of the dark world.

Wang Podi was dumbfounded.

It's not that Zhong Yuan closed the door and left quickly, but...

Feng Qing can actually communicate with this cat.

Wang Podi said dullly, "Young Master Feng, can you understand what he is saying?"

Of course not, the meow comes and goes, who knows what it is saying.

Feng Qing looked like he understood it very well and said proudly, "Meow once means yes, meow twice means no."

Oh oh oh!

Uptight!

Wang Podi suddenly realized it and admired him deeply, saying, "He is indeed the best partner. He is indeed extraordinary."

Feng Qing said angrily, "What is the best partner? I flew here from the capital in the middle of the night alone. I felt that it was not good to be empty-handed, so I hurriedly ran to the store to buy him specialties... It was better for him to just leave, no. Take me with you. What, Mr. Wang, do you have anything to eat? I'm a little hungry."

After saying that, he stared straight at the bag containing the sandwiches.

Wang Podi's mouth twitched and he had no choice but to take it out.

A few minutes later.

Bah, bah, bah, bah!

Feng Qing ate a sandwich in three bites and picked up another one.

There are already four opened empty paper packages beside it.

How terrible!

What Sandwich Assassin, what is he here for?

Wang Po Di wanted to speak but hesitated. He dared not speak in anger.

Mr. Feng, this Yuanyuan made it for me, why don't you leave some for me? If you eat one, you will lose one!

Feng Qing pretended not to see his eyes.

It tastes really good, but the dumplings are better.

He changed his mind and started to draw cakes for Wang Podi.

"Wang Ju, have you ever eaten the barbecue made by Yuanyuan?"

"Um, no..."

"The taste is simply amazing. The skin on the outside is golden and crispy, and the meat on the inside is tender and juicy. I guarantee you won't think about anything else after eating it. Sandwiches are really nothing. Let's go to barbecue together next time. Ah, call the brothers from the market management bureau to join us, there will be so many people!”

Who doesn’t have charisma? Feng Qing is a master.

Gudong!

Wang Po Di swallowed his saliva wildly and was very moved.

Bah, bah, bah!

Feng Qing unceremoniously took another sandwich and opened it to eat.

. . . . . .

In fact, Zhong Yuan could not reach Shangjing City directly from Wang Podi's safe.

He had to use the gold coffin as a transfer station before he could be transferred to Qi Xiu's alloy coffin.

Therefore, I also went to Jiang Buyou's storage room on the way.

Someone was already used to working there, so he simply didn't move.

The moment Zhong Yuan arrived, the shadow immediately sensed it and became active.

Jiang Buyou was at work. He suddenly raised his head, looked at the golden coffin, and asked tentatively, "Young Master Yuan?"

Forehead. . . was discovered.

Zhong Yuan said, "I'm looking for Qi Xiu, and he happened to be passing by. Is there anything you need help carrying?"

Jiang Buyou thought for a while and said, "When you come back, bring me a fruit-roasted duck with more hawthorn cake."

"One hundred and sixty-eight yuan, pay for it."

"Just stay at my house for dinner tonight."

"If you don't want to eat, pay quickly."

"...No more roast duck."

"Goodbye then."

After getting rid of Jiang Moumou, who was bent on taking advantage, Zhong Yuan quickly moved to the yard of Jiuxu.

Qi Xiu specially allocated a room to store the alloy coffin.

Looking in from the outside, it's very scary.

After all, there is only one coffin in the room. If there are a few elegiac couplets, it will be similar to a mourning hall.

During the Chinese New Year, a few people from Jiuxu came back for a party and were shocked to see this room. I am extremely curious about the legendary candidate for the eighth seat.

When Zhong Yuan pushed open the coffin lid and came out, there happened to be a staff member clearing snow in the yard.

Through the window, he saw a figure flashing in the house. He was shocked and thought that Jiuxu Station had been invaded!

So, he abandoned the snow plow and hurriedly went to find Qi Xiu for rescue.

"Sixth seat! Oh no! There is someone in the mourning hall of Xiaoba seat!"

Qi Xiu was extremely speechless.

Although he knew that the people under his command jokingly called that room a mourning hall. It's okay to joke in private, but it's disrespectful to say it out loud.

What is Xiaobaxi's mourning hall? If Yuan Yuan hears it... how bad it would be!

Swish swish swish.

There were footsteps in the silver-covered courtyard.

Qi Xiu heard the sound and couldn't help but look outside.

I saw Zhong Yuan wearing thin clothes and walking in the snow.

The snowflakes are falling, the trees are covered with silver, and the branches and leaves are incomparable to his peerless elegance and proud character.

However, the good young man had his hair as white as snow, with a bunch of pigtails tied behind his head.

The pen in Qi Xiu's hand fell to the ground.

This is a disgrace, no, who helped him get this super unique hairstyle?

It must have taken a long time...

Even though he had experienced all kinds of things in life, he had never seen such strange hair.

Qi Xiu was stunned for three seconds before he reacted, and he cried out in his heart.

It's over! Did someone hear it?

Zhong Yuan certainly heard it, frowned and said, "What is Xiao Baxi's mourning hall?"

Qi Xiu hurried forward, smiling and enthusiastically said, "Yuanyuan, I miss you so much!"

Huh?

Zhong Yuan was so scared that he almost took a step back, and didn't know how to answer.

Married men are really different, just like a different person.

Zhong Yuan calmed down and said awkwardly, "Brother Xiu, happy wedding and baby soon! Happy New Year! Sorry, something happened before and I missed the wedding banquet."

"It's okay, it's okay!" Qi Xiu smiled, "Your blessing is enough."

He took out a big red envelope that had been prepared long ago from his pocket and said, "The New Year's red envelope and the start-of-work red envelope are here. Don't complain about the small amount."

"Thank you, Brother Xiu."

Zhong Yuan's principle is to take every red envelope. Forget about Jiang Tianshuo's millions, but you have to take the one given by Brother Xiu.

Zhong Yuan took the red envelope without hesitation and was about to speak.

Qi Xiu said first, "Actually, I told Feng Qing a few days ago that your performance is very good, and I plan to give you a raise next month."

This matter is already known. Zhong Yuan wanted to mention Su Wanying's matter, but Qi Xiu didn't let him open his mouth at all, and then said,

"Yuanyuan, don't complain that our Jiuxu salary is too low. Others don't get paid. For you, we specially hired a financial officer to do the accounting."

Zhong Yuan opened his mouth and thought: The salary of the financial officer must be higher than mine...

Qi Xiu saw that he was reluctant, and hurriedly said, "If you want to show your salary slip, I can ask the financial officer to give you a blank slip. You can write as much as you want and show it to your friends. Don't think too much and go to work in a messy place!"

Zhong Yuan lowered his head silently.

After saying a lot, how afraid are you that I will run away...