After listening to Yan Zheng's words, Su Ming's cute big eyes flashed with the light of enlightenment and she nodded shyly at Yan Zheng.

Seeing Su Ming nod, Yan Zheng thought Su Ming understood what he meant, so he let go and picked up the black leather coat and threw it to Wang Fugui.

"Put it on! Don't, don't take off your ragged clothes. If you take them off, I'll have to deal with them. If you don't do it, it will cause harm to the world. You can only hang a few rags. It won't prevent you from putting on your leather clothes!"

Wang Fugui stopped taking off his clothes and took the leather jacket from Yan Zheng's hand, not knowing where to start putting it on.

There wasn't even cosplay in his day, let alone one-piece leather suits.

Looking at Wang Fugui who was confused, Yan Zheng was anxious beside him, and couldn't help but stepped forward to instruct Wang Fugui to put on his leather jacket.

The leather jacket Su Ming bought was based on her body size, and it was the smallest model among girls.

Wang Fugui's body has become dry and ricket after more than ten years, and is not much bigger than Su Ming. The leather jacket fits perfectly on his body, but the bulging on his chest always makes people feel a little strange.

The leather jacket is complete with shoes, from head to toe. It is perfect for sealing away Wang Fugui's odor. Yan Zheng feels that the person who invented this dress must be a talent. He doesn't know what he was thinking at the beginning. It is simply for Wang Fugui.

Tailor-made for the kind of smelly ghost.

Su Ming looked thoughtfully at Yan Zheng, who was skillfully commanding Wang Fugui.

No wonder it is said on the Internet that men are duplicitous guys who say no with their mouths but are very honest with their bodies.

Just now, the young master said righteously that he was a person who had escaped from vulgar taste, but now he was so skillful in guiding Wang Fugui to dress. How to say that, he was undoubtedly an old driver after the appraisal.

Could it be that Young Master just hinted to me that he likes ancient costume style... It seems that Hanfu is very popular on the Internet recently. Could it be that Young Master likes this style...

Under the influence of Internet culture, Su Ming fell deeper and deeper into the path of a dirty old woman.

Naturally, Yan Zheng didn't know that his words not only failed to make Su Ming understand, but had the opposite effect.

Now Yan Zheng was intoxicated by his own wit. The more he saw Wang Fugui wearing leather clothes, the more satisfied he became. The black leather clothes, the black head and the whole body were like moving humanoid asphalt, so black and heroic.

Wang Fugui had not worn clothes for many years. He looked a little at a loss when he put on the leather jacket. He stood there secretly happy but nervously asked: "Does it look good on me?"

Liu Jinding shrugged his shoulders and suppressed his laughter. He felt uncomfortable. Looking at Wang Fugui's vaguely expectant eyes, he couldn't bear to hurt him and said without conscience: "It looks good! It matches your hairstyle very well."

Xiao Cao, who was drinking coffee and watching the excitement nearby, burst out laughing when he heard these words.

Those few hairs on Wang Fugui’s head are particularly matching~ They match the hair!

While a few people were laughing, they heard a burst of rapid footsteps coming from the corridor, the sound coming from far away and approaching.

Yan Zheng suppressed his smile and said seriously: "Everyone hide!"

Lantern Ghost and Su Ming hid under the table in the back row of the company. Liu Jinding and Xiao Cao took the dazed Wang Fugui and hid in Xiao Cao's office.

After the ghosts dispersed, Yan Zheng looked at the taxi in the lobby, a little panicked. What to do with this car? The sound of footsteps was heavier, like leather shoes, and it was not Shen Pei in terms of weight.

Since it wasn't Shen Pei, it was easier to deal with others. Yan Zheng straightened his clothes and leaned on the taxi to prepare for the attack.

The door of the company was violently pushed open, and what came into view was the pale and panic-stricken face of Manager Zhang.

"Master Yan~ It turns out you are at the company. Why don't you answer the phone? I called all morning and no one answered~ It's so easy for me to find you!"

Yan Zheng was stunned for a moment, and immediately thought that the entire company was dispatched this morning. Xiao Cao Suming guarded Wang Fugui, and Liu Jinding took the lantern ghost to pick him up. There was not even a ghost in the company who answered the phone. If someone answered the phone, then there would be a ghost.

Already.

He smiled apologetically at Manager Zhang and explained, "I've just come back from doing errands these days. Why are you so flustered?"

Manager Zhang shouted with horror on his face: "Master Yan, please save me, it seems to be back?"

Yan Zheng couldn't help being shocked. The owner of the bloody footprints was back. He wanted to use the lantern ghost to observe the situation but found that the lantern ghost had already been hiding. Then he thought about the invisible owner of the bloody footprints. He could only use the redness of the lantern ghost.

Just seeing it, how could an ordinary person like Manager Zhang see it?

He asked doubtfully: "How do you know? I don't see anything strange about your body!"

Manager Zhang lowered his voice as if he was afraid of being heard by a third person, and whispered in Yan Zheng's ear: "This morning, when I returned to the office after eating, I found that I could always see a white figure in my peripheral vision.

The shadow! Master, is there a ghost following me?"

"White shadow?" Yan Zheng exclaimed in surprise, that's not right, if the owner of the bloody footprints should be red, isn't the white shadow a ghost? The ghost followed Manager Zhang? How many evil things has he done recently that will make him

Ghosts came to him one after another.

Pushing away Manager Zhang, Yan Zheng asked again to confirm: "Are you sure it's a white shadow and not red?"

Manager Zhang nodded.

Yan Zheng looked at Manager Zhang's face carefully. Everyone has yang energy, except for special ghosts. Ghosts who naturally like yin energy will rarely approach humans. The yang energy in humans is just like fish hating the sun, which will make ghosts avoid it.

.

If ghosts often come to this person, it means that his yang energy has been weak recently, or he has been contaminated with something dirty.

There is also a special situation, that is, the evil ghost seeks revenge and will not stop until death.

After looking at it, Yan Zheng found that although Manager Zhang's face was pale, he could not see any lingering black energy. It did not look like he was haunted by a ghost. If he was haunted by a ghost, his face would have a trace of sinister energy, that kind of blackness.

It is commonly known as Yintang blackening.

It's not like being haunted by evil ghosts. If he was haunted by evil ghosts, Manager Zhang would probably have a lifeless look on his face and his complexion would be even worse than now.

At this time, Yan Zheng basically ruled out the possibility that Manager Zhang was haunted by a ghost.

Manager Zhang felt a little frightened when Yan Zheng looked at him, and asked uneasily: "Master, do you see anything?"

At this moment, Yan Zheng's face was darker than that of a ghost-haunted bad person. He seemed to have found the reason why he saw the white shadow on Manager Zhang's face, and he couldn't laugh or cry:

"You wipe the rice grains from the corners of your eyes and look again?"

Manager Zhang made a confused sound, raised his hand and groped at the corners of his eyes, and soon found a shriveled rice grain from under the corners of his eyes.

Then he moved his eyes left and right and shouted in surprise: "It's gone! Master Yan, you are so amazing! The white shadow is gone. Did you cast a spell to scare it away?"

Yan Zheng felt that continuing to talk to Manager Zhang would lower his IQ, so he held his forehead and replied weakly: "You idiot, the white shadows you see are the grains of rice in the corners of your eyes!"

Manager Zhang's face froze in surprise and then turned red as if he had a fever. He scratched his head in embarrassment and said to Yan Zheng sheepishly: "I'm sorry, Master Yan, I've been under a lot of pressure recently. I always feel like something is following me... that's why I'm so suspicious.

of!"

Yan Zheng comforted: "I understand your feelings, another person will be like you. Don't put too much pressure on it. Now that it is gone, it means that you have no use value to it. Ghosts are more realistic than people, and they have no benefits."

He won't mess around. Unless you have a blood feud with him! Even evil spirits who have no grievances and no grudges will not come up for no reason. Have you done anything evil recently? "

Manager Zhang shook his head quickly.

Yan Zheng: "Since there is no such thing, what are you afraid of when your body is upright but not when your shadow is slanted? Okay, please take a leave and go home, take a shower, and have a good sleep. There is no problem~ let's go~"

Manager Zhang: “But~”
Chapter completed!