In the high-rise office, Wang Jin stood aside and looked up at the woman in the wheelchair.
Liu Qingqing.
This senior executive's job is to check reports, and Wang Jin will occasionally be asked to talk to her.
Unfortunately, this is not a good memory.
For some reason, Wang Jin can always see the shadow of his junior high school teacher in Liu Qingqing.
She was a menopausal old lady, with a faint cold light always shining in her eyes, which made people afraid to look directly at her.
But now, Liu Qingqing's snake-like vertical pupils were flashing with the same light, even more terrifying.
"Are you afraid of me?"
The woman raised her eyebrows and shook the rocker on the side of the wheelchair to get closer to Wang Jin.
According to Liu Qingqing's past style, she will never do anything unnecessary.
As the only cold-blooded animal among the Five Immortals, most of the Liu family have similar personalities.
But it's different now, at least not in front of Wang Jin.
She was very interested in this young man.
"A little scared."
Wang Jin was stunned for a moment, but still responded obediently.
"Why are you afraid? Am I ugly?"
Liu Qingqing narrowed her eyes and raised her head to look at Wang Jin.
The latter was stunned for a moment, then shook his head.
I have to say that she is one of those rare and cold beauties.
Even the temperament that repels people thousands of miles away is so suitable for her, as if this woman should be like this.
Except for Hu Xiaobei, no one can get close to her.
But this woman is now expressing her kindness to Wang Jin, but in a strange way.
"You should walk around with me more."
Liu Qing grinned, as if he was planning to smile.
After trying to no avail, she rolled her wheelchair back behind her desk.
"I want to know what the character of the human being whom Xiaobei would rather cut off his tail to save is."
"ha…"
Wang Jin scratched his head, not knowing what to say.
"I'm not here to chat with you this time. I have a task for you."
Liu Qingqing's tone changed and became as cold as ice again.
It's as if she wasn't the one who just said to move around more.
——
"call…"
Wang Jin quietly closed the door of the office and let out a sigh of relief.
He could feel that Liu Qingqing was not very old.
But that kind of frightening momentum is completely unlike what he should have at this age.
Maybe it's racial talent?
Just by being close, Wang Jin could feel the air becoming a bit colder.
And with this terrifying coldness, she threw over the file bag containing the mission statement.
After a brief glance, Wang Jin's expression became quite exciting.
On a few pages, only two words appeared repeatedly.
northeast.
"Silly boy!"
The little fox bumped into him, almost ready to die with Wang Jin.
Boom!
The latter's vision went dark and he almost lost his breath.
"Did you receive the mission?"
The little fox patted its chest in a humane manner, with a proud face.
"Well, thank you very much."
Wang Jin lifted up the snow-white fluffy creature and spoke seriously.
He could guess that this mission was probably related to Hu Xiaobei.
The company has a branch in the Northeast, and it is not Wang Jin's turn to go over and deal with the problem anyway.
Now that the headquarters has issued an order, it obviously cannot be a coincidence.
"Tch, I'm just afraid you'll get into trouble."
The little fox struggled to the ground and turned back into the girl in white.
"You will sneak over even if there is no valid reason."
She spread her hands, her expression a bit helpless.
"Besides, I don't have that much ability on my own. The Bureau also wants the new stars in the ghost story world to show their faces. We have discussed this with the company a long time ago."
Speaking of this, Hu Xiaobei's face showed a sense of grievance for no apparent reason.
"It's a pity that I only found out about these things after begging Sister Qingqing for half an hour. She almost rubbed my tail bald."
Before Wang Jin could say anything, the girl reached out and blocked his mouth, as if she didn't want to be laughed at.
"Anyway, silly boy."
Hu Xiaobei narrowed his eyes, and there was inexplicable excitement in his tone.
"Go to school."
"ha?"
——
"No, this is absolutely not possible."
In the office of the Ministry of Security, Zhao Guangming looked at Wang Jin carefully with a serious look on his face.
"Indeed, not like a student."
Jiang Tang nodded, casually unwrapped the lollipop, and looked at Zhang Yi, who was tapping at his desk.
"Brother Zhang, what do you think?"
"I have no idea."
The latter shook his head and stared at the computer intently, looking like he was working hard.
"Ah... how about I sneak in and become a teacher?"
Wang Jin tugged at his school uniform, with a hint of impatience in his tone.
What happened was so sudden that Hu Xiaobei took out a school uniform from nowhere and immediately started to take off Wang Jin's clothes.
The mission location this time was Jiuchun Middle School, and since he was young, pretending to be a student was the perfect way to do it.
But they encountered a little problem.
This guy really doesn't look like a student.
The most obvious place is his eyes.
To be fair, Wang Jin has a good skin.
Red lips, white teeth, gentle smile.
But those deep eyes always make people subconsciously ignore his appearance.
It is a temperament honed through countless life and death experiences, and you will be deeply attracted by it once you take one look at it.
"I see!"
Zhao Guangming patted his forehead, then stood up suddenly, walked towards Zhang Yi, and snatched away his glasses.
Before Wang Jin could make any move, the middle-aged man put the glasses on his head.
"Do this again."
The little fox jumped on Wang Jin's head and flapped its little paws back and forth, turning his hair that had not been taken care of into a mess.
"Come on, put it on your back."
Jiang Tang handed over Wang Jin's backpack with a smile, then took a few steps back and looked up and down at the young man in front of her.
The black and red school uniform is quite tacky, and it tightly wraps up the thin figure.
The old backpack looked extremely heavy, as if it contained endless pressure.
The highly myopic mirror is like a thick wall, blocking the originally impressive eyes.
The haggard and tired look is just right, and the slightly pale face also fits the requirements perfectly.
"Would you like to shave your head?"
"Jiuchun doesn't have that rule, don't fool me."
Wang Jin waved his hand and held Zhao Guangming down.
"ha…"
The latter curled his lips, his face full of disappointment.
"Anyway, please be careful, kid, Zhang Yi's glasses are very expensive."
"Yes, this mission may be dangerous, please be careful..."
Jiang Tang also nodded and subconsciously wanted to stuff some life-saving items into Wang Jin's backpack.
The next second, she was stunned.
"You have to be more careful, don't blow up the teacher and classmates."
"Okay."
Wang Jin shook the explosive bomb in his backpack and smiled brightly.