"Really don't want to try again? Tonight..." Lu Jinyuan looked at Zhao Letian longingly. As long as Zhao Letian agreed, he would immediately visit Shengshi Huayuan again tonight.
"No." Zhao Letian shook his head extremely firmly.
"Okay...just wait for Fujiko." Lu Jinyuan felt it was a pity.
Zhao Letian saw that Lu Jinyuan hadn't given up yet and warned him.
"Fat man, don't go by yourself. That ghost is so fierce. He almost strangled me to death last night. It's very dangerous for you to go by yourself, you know? You'd better get your car back first. I won't go with you if I want to hand out leaflets. Now It's daytime, and there are guards patrolling the community. I think as long as you don't enter Building A and don't anger her, everything will be fine." I was also chased by ghosts in the square last night. It must be because of the effect of Lu Jinyuan's hearse. If If something happens if you just walk around in the community, all the guards will be gone.
"I know, I know." Lu Jinyuan stood up, squeezed out of the chair with his fat body, left his coffee money, waved goodbye to Zhao Letian, "I will go get the car first, and then go home to catch up on my sleep. Fujiko will come back. Call me for a meeting."
After that, Zhao Letian also checked out and left, continuing to sweep the streets and hand out flyers. Time passed quickly. When it was almost time to get off work, Zhao Letian sent a text message asking Li Siqi to tell him about the manager's movements, and secretly went back to punch in the off-duty card when the manager was away. .
In addition to reporting the manager's whereabouts, Li Siqi also told him that the manager was waiting to deal with him tomorrow, because the three-day deadline was up tomorrow and Zhao Letian's performance was still zero.
What to do? You won't really be kicked out, right? Zhao Letian was very anxious that night and had an uneasy sleep. In his dream, there were plates of fired squid being served to him.
No. AD3, the first floor store in Area A of Shengshi Huayuan, is being decorated all night. The owner wants to finish it early to get one more day's rent. Fortunately, no one is living there, so there is no interference, and there is no obstruction from the management committee to start the work all night.
Several workers were doing simple painting, and other wall, floor, water and electricity projects were being done at the same time, and Uncle Sun was supervising the work.
"Mr. Sun, do you need to paint the basement?" the foreman asked the owner.
"Apply waterproof paint, and please help me to offer this Guan Gong." Uncle Sun took out a small bronze statue of Guan Gong covered with red cloth, and also prepared a shrine. Most of the businessmen are pan-believers, that is, they believe everything. However, you must always worship the God of Wealth.
Of course, when Zhao Letian reminded him to offer the statue to the gods, he definitely never thought of asking him to offer it to the God of Wealth.
"Okay." The worker placed the shrine on a table, and then Mr. Sun respectfully placed the statue of Guan Gong in the shrine, then lifted the red cloth, took a few steps back, clasped his hands and bowed three times, but three times. Before he finished, he heard a bang, looked up in confusion, and saw the statue of Guan Gong falling face down out of the shrine.
"Eh? Didn't you put it down just now?" Uncle Sun hurriedly stepped forward, raised the statue of Guan Gong again, placed it carefully to ensure it was stable, then stepped back and continued to worship, saying, "Don't be surprised if there is anything wrong, your family's wealth will be safe. "
boom!
The statue of Guan Gong is on the street for the second time.
Uncle Sun looked up in shock and was a little at a loss when he saw Guan Gong facing down.
At this moment, a scream suddenly came from the basement, and then a worker ran out with paint all over his body and an extremely frightened expression, "There is a ghost! There is a ghost down there!"
"What are you yelling about?" the foreman held down the worker.
"There is really a ghost down there. I just saw a woman in white clothes and long hair floating out of the wall, and she told me to get out!" The worker looked frightened and waved his hands around.
"Are you drinking again? Why are you so drunk?" The foreman continued to scold the workers, "Shut up and keep working, or my wages will be deducted!"
"I didn't fucking drink! Go to hell! I'm going to hell for making this little money, I won't do it!" Seeing that no one believed him, the worker dropped his gloves and walked away.
"Hey..." The foreman shouted twice, but the worker ignored him at all. The foreman turned around and smiled awkwardly at Uncle Sun, "I'm sorry, Mr. Sun, he only likes to drink a few sips of wine, and he must have drank too much now.
Don't worry, I'll add another person tomorrow, and it will definitely be completed on time. "
"Oh...it's okay." Uncle Sun waved his hand and turned to look at the statue of Guan Gong, which was still in the street, but his heart was filled with a shadow.
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Although he was worried in every possible way, he still had to go to work. Zhao Letian came to the company in fear.
There are two big things for him today. One is that today is the last day of the three-day deadline given to him by the manager, and the other is that Fujiko returns to China today.
The ghost in the apartment hadn't been solved yet, and Zhao Letian didn't think about showing anyone the apartment. The last solution he came up with was to postpone it for one day, so after checking in at the company, he went out to sweep the streets and hand out flyers. But this trick was It didn't work out today. It was just noon when the manager's LINE message arrived.
The manager said: "Today is Friday, all the staff will go back to the company for a meeting in the afternoon!"
Zhao Letian, who was on Jinma Street, patted his head. He forgot that the company has regular meetings on Mondays and Fridays. The purpose of the Friday regular meeting is to summarize the work of the week, encourage progress and scare the monkeys. It is obvious that he is There are only chickens to be slaughtered this afternoon.
It's a blessing, not a curse. It's a curse that cannot be avoided. Zhao Letian sighed and hurried back to the company.
Everyone in the company is gathered together, and everyone is in their seats. At least they seem to be working hard. The weekly summary meeting is a very dangerous moment. Everyone is unwilling to be caught by the manager and make a fool of himself.
Zhao Letian also returned to his seat. Li Siqi next to him raised his head and sighed towards him.
"What did you tell Mr. Sun?" This was Li Siqi's first sentence.
"Which Mr. Sun?" Zhao Letian looked puzzled.
"Mr. Sun from AD3, he came to see you this morning and asked you if you knew there were dirty things in his store... What are you doing, Ale!" Li Siqi raised his eyebrows, his eyes flashing with anger.
"I just asked him to invite a god statue." Zhao Letian hurriedly shouted that he was wronged.
"That's it?" Li Siqi asked suspiciously.
"Swear to God!" Zhao Letian raised his hands and pointed to the sky, indicating that he was absolutely innocent.
"Then why do you want him to invite a statue?" Li Siqi was still puzzled and asked for more details.
"I believe in ghosts and gods, so making offerings to gods and Buddhas is like buying insurance." Zhao Letian reluctantly explained, but it made sense.
"That's strange...Why did Mr. Sun come to see you? Is there really dirty stuff in his shop?" Li Siqi murmured.
"What did he say?" Zhao Letian looked curious.
"No, just ask me if you know something. Speaking of which, his attitude is very strange and evasive." Li Siqi put her hand on her forehead and felt a little headache. She said with a painful expression: "Please, sir, please don't Tell others, otherwise I won’t be able to sell a single store.”
