Bai Su's face was covered with the booklet he had brought over.
Human beings had no idea how he sneaked in. When they saw someone carrying strange things in, the strong man ran over and took a look. After discovering that it was a book printed by their company, they just let it go.
As long as you read their company's books and buy their products, we will be good friends!
But where did the book in this black-haired young man's hand come from?
The strong man who left glanced back again. The unfamiliar cover and familiar title didn't look like the version they had recently distributed.
Feeling a little itchy, but struggling with the task, the strong man still walked back to his post, dutifully keeping his posture and acting as a decoration behind the scenes.
The strong man stood slightly to the side so as not to scare the big shot who was coming later.
"So, who is the big shot?"
"I don't know. Sister, I think I know better."
The strong men gathered together and whispered to each other, while the "eldest sister" they mentioned sneezed downstairs.
My nose suddenly felt itchy. In order to look at the pretty and delicate woman, I turned my face away and coughed in the direction of no one.
Then the delicate woman rubbed the tip of her nose and quickly followed the footsteps of the person in front.
There were four people sent down by the superiors to inspect, but only two were mainly responsible.
Why does she think so? Because this is obvious at first glance.
The two wore thick cloaks, with hoods on their heads that covered their heads. The brim of the hat hung in front of their eyes. It was difficult to see the faces under the hoods without looking at it from a lower angle.
By the way, the outer side of the cloak is red, and it seems to have different patterns on the inside. A golden cord is threaded together at the shoulders, and a knot is tied on the chest.
The cloak is long and wide, covering most of the wearer's body, and the hem almost reaches the ground.
For some reason, the delicate woman couldn't see the specific pattern clearly when she looked over.
If you put this kind of dress up on the street, people will doubt that it is a cosplay, and they will also be asked which version of Little Red Riding Hood the cosplay is.
Fortunately, the humans who came this time were escorted by a special car, so they avoided being watched by passers-by.
Even so, I still met several residents of the building while going upstairs.
Aunts and mothers who had returned from shopping for groceries were waiting for the elevator. When they saw a group of people coming over and wanted to say hello, they turned around and showed hesitation.
Residents in the building: "What are you..."
Delicate woman: "We are..."
The delicate woman was at a loss for words. She forced herself to calm down and greeted the aunts and mothers, and then sent her superiors into the elevator.
While everyone was standing in the elevator waiting to go up, one of the aunt-like women mysteriously came to the delicate woman's ear and said, "I understand, young people, what are you doing in cosplay?"
"……ah?"
"Just cosplay, my daughter often does it."
"No, it's not."
"No?" The aunt was confused, and soon she thought of something else, "Is that... performance art?"
"...No."
Seeing that the aunt-like woman was about to ask something more outrageous, the elevator suddenly stopped on the floor where this woman lived.
She regretfully said goodbye to her little sisters and the pretty woman, and walked out with the vegetable basket, leaving the pretty woman to breathe a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, fortunately, I didn’t say anything more disrespectful.
The delicate woman glanced from behind to the front. The two men in cloaks did not react at all. It was not clear whether they didn't hear or didn't care.
The elevator stopped and went, and after stopping several times, only the pretty woman and the four people she had received were left.
"Guys, should we take a break first, or should we go directly to the conference room?"
The delicate woman put her hands behind her back, glanced at the message she received, and tactfully guided the conversation to the latter option.
No matter what happens, she has to take a break first, and she has to send a message to her colleagues to ask them to prepare quickly——
"No need, just go to the conference room." A hoarse male voice came from the front. The delicate woman identified it and it seemed that one of the cloaked men spoke, "There is no need to notify your people to prepare."
"And..." the hoarse male voice paused for a moment, "I will solve your little questions afterwards."
——... was seen through.
Cold sweat broke out in an instant. Even though she knew it was one of her own, the delicate woman's pupils were still shrinking.
There was no prompt for her message, and she typed blindly on her cell phone behind her back, so she would not be discovered from any angle.
The people above didn't speak anymore, and the elevator was quiet until it stopped.
However, the delicate woman still opened her mouth and asked: "How do you know?"
The cloaked man who had just stepped out of the elevator turned his head. From under the hood, he seemed to be able to see a stagnant eye blinking, and the black color became highlighted and warmed.
"Isn't it...obvious?"
The hoarse male voice replied.
…
coming.
The unpleasant smell got closer and closer, rising vertically from the ground to a high place, and then getting closer again horizontally.
The smell circulated outside the conference room. I didn't want to know what they exchanged while they were staying outside the door. After three or four minutes, the disgusting smell pushed in the door.
Five people walked in. In addition to the pretty women I saw yesterday, there were four more unknown beings. The two of them were in neat suits and looked more like they were sitting in an office.
The three people were all contaminated by the smell, not the main body.
As for the remaining two people... Bai Su took off the book that covered his face, opened his eyes and looked at the other corner of the room.
The remaining two were literally the source of the walking scent.
The cloaked people moved from the back of the room to the front. To accommodate their appearance, the environment of the conference room was greatly changed.
Putting aside those purposely hung burgundy curtains, it would be strange to see something like this in a conference room.
There were also strange patterns painted on the back of the burgundy curtain, which made it difficult to see clearly when being transported in a dark environment, but this did not bother Bai Su.
The whiteboard and white curtain in front have been removed, and strictly speaking, the style of the seats underneath has also been changed, from modern metal seats to wooden chairs covered with red velvet.
The same goes for the podium. The dark wood color looks unknown, and it looks like it is very old at first glance. However, it is polished to a shiny shine. It can be seen that the person who maintained it is very careful.
Hmm...if you look closely, you can see a few touches of red embedded in the wooden texture.
The entire conference room was decorated in a... European style? middle Ages? A style that is not very close to the concrete forest,
Coupled with the cloaked man slowly walking from the podium, this scene looks really weird.
This scene should be in a movie, not reality.
Obviously An Xiangwen thought so. He started to feel restless from the moment the environment decoration changed. The moment the cloaked man entered the room, his uneasiness reached its peak.
"Fuck." He swore in a breathy voice. The curly-haired young man lowered his head and did not look at the cloaked man. "What virtue can I have..."
An Xiangwen thought about the mysterious Fuzhao Temple, and then thought about the scene in front of him... He was also a little unlucky.
The curly-haired young man's drooping gaze moved to the black-haired young man on the left after a few streams.
The black-haired young man held a book in his hands, and the open pages still covered most of his face, leaving only a pair of bottomless black eyes with disgust on the surface.
Ah...disgusted?
The curly-haired young man blinked.
Bai Su's emotions are a bit rare. Most of the time, he doesn't have much mood swings in front of An Xiangwen. Whether he is happy or sad, his brother Bai is quite indifferent to emotions.
But it was different now, the disgust was so strong that it almost overflowed from his emotions.
"Bai——" As soon as the curly-haired young man uttered a syllable, a book stretched out from the side pressed against his lips.
"Shh." Bai Su moved his hands very quickly. In the blink of an eye, the book was removed from his face and placed on the human side. "It's better not to say some words."
The feeling of disgust was suppressed again and again, and the drooping eyes returned to normal when they were closed and opened again.
In other words, it was a bit too hard, creating a hollow feeling.
The cloaked man over there stepped onto the podium, and after the two discussed, one of them stood in front.
"Are these people?" asked the cloaked man who was half a step behind.
The pretty woman who was asked nodded slightly: "Yes...is there too many people? If there are more, I can take a few controllable ones out..."
The man in cloak at the back twitched his lips: "No, there aren't many people." On the contrary, there were a little less.
The man in the cloak originally thought he could seat a room full of people, but he didn't know that it was only a few short of half of it. The branch below...the branch's business capabilities were also too poor.
The cloaked man pulled up his hood and reluctantly accepted the "dish" of the person below.
The delicate woman paused for a moment and backed away silently.
Retreating to the corner, her eyes met the young man beside her, and then she shook her head.
The cloaked man standing in front of the podium took off his hood.
His handsome face instantly attracted the attention of everyone present, and his mixed-race ancestry also gave his face some deep Western outlines.
With his raven gray eyes and golden hair, he was the most attractive presence in the dimly lit room.
In terms of appearance, the other person can be regarded as top-notch. It is rare for someone to have a bad impression of a good-looking person at the first meeting.
It's the same now.
Even though he was trapped by others, the people sitting below still sighed with "beautiful".
An Xiangwen was no exception, his eyes were wide open and he was in a daze for a moment.
"Good... so beautiful." The human muttered in a low voice, "There is a beauty that transcends gender."
An Xiangwen stared blankly for a while, and a pair of eyes flashed in his mind.
Deep and calm black eyes replaced the crow-grey eyes of the handsome young man. The curly-haired young man felt as if he had been awakened by cold water, and his whole body was trembling.
The human's hands tightened on the fabric in front of his knees.
Oops, is this what Brother Bai said about keeping yourself?
Just kill me, it's too hard.
Trying his best to recall some images that made him sane in his mind, black and white were the main colors in his memory. When he was a curly-haired youth, he tried to look to the left, and what he saw was a face with no expression.
At first there was a lack of interest, but soon the boredom turned into ridicule.
Bai Su was not at all confused by the human face under the hood. To put it bluntly, it was just skin growing on white bones.
But from the perspective of what to do on the other side, the first step has been successful.
Human eyes were attracted to the handsome man on the podium, with few exceptions. The exceptions were also influenced by the slightly hoarse voice of the handsome man, and they were deeply immersed in his bewitchment.
Humans should be preparing spells.
Bai Su once again covered his face with the book, blocking the other expressions on his face that he couldn't pretend except disgust.
The caster is not a handsome male who is speaking, he is just a cover.
Looking back with dark eyes, his gaze fell into the shadows behind the podium.
There were three people there, the pretty woman who came to collect money yesterday, the young man who opened the door and led the way, and another man in a cloak who still didn't take off his hood.
All his movements were blocked behind the handsome young man. He sang softly, the characters appeared on his hands, and some energy dissipated in the air.
Everything is hidden in the shadow behind the light.
As the last syllable of the cloaked man's whisper fell, the air trembled, and something was changed.
Bai Su could not describe his feelings.
He felt that after the two cloaked men entered the conference room, the atmosphere in the conference room became sticky. This feeling reached its peak when the humans...oh the pagans chanted the incantation, and the slippery breath made Bai Li's hands itch. .
When the spell was unfolded, Bai Su looked like a wild beast that had been invaded into his territory, and his pupils began to turn white.
It almost merged with the whites of the eyes on the side, stopped before finally turning into a ball, and was re-dyed with black, stretching into a long and narrow vertical line.
But we can't beat people up right now...there are so many people getting in the way.
With his pupils still narrow, Bai Su watched as the caster breathed a sigh of relief after the spell was successful.
Then the cloaked man made some kind of gesture, perhaps a code between them, and the handsome young man's lips curved a little more, and he began to finish his words.
The handsome women and young men in the shadows still don't know what happened. What they heard from the handsome young man is the same as what they sent yesterday.
If we were to talk about the difference, it should be that there was less supporting projection equipment and... more cloaked people chanting something.
No matter what, from the perspective of the four superiors, the lecture ended successfully.
The man in a suit waiting aside had already begun to direct the next step. They borrowed the red empty room and prepared to talk one-on-one.
Man in suit: "Although the number of people is a little smaller, the quality is pretty good... How much is the difference?"
The delicate woman was still distracted, but after being asked, she quickly gave a number.
Man in suit: "That should be no problem, but we will take a commission, okay?"
The pretty woman nodded repeatedly. It would be great if she could complete the performance targets as soon as possible with the help from above. She would receive a commission...it was a bit painful but acceptable.
Then she watched people being led to the red room one by one, from front to back, and the black-haired young man at the end was the one behind.
His companions and former colleagues had already been rushed to the red room first. Only then did the delicate woman see that the other party was holding a book in his hand.
The black-haired young man's state was completely different from that of others, as if he had changed after the four superiors left.
Then, the black-haired young man raised his head and glanced at her.
In the blink of an eye, the total whiteness transformed into long and narrow animal-like pupils.
She was like a prey being wrapped around a snake and tightening its neck.
(End of chapter)
