Lei Ren came back from the snowy plateau and went straight back to Donghai City.
There are still five days left until the night of the nearest lunar eclipse. Lei Ren has been staying in the villa. Apart from practicing, he is weaving a knot with his true energy.
On the night of the lunar eclipse, the Holy Maiden of the Demon Cult was reborn. The demons hiding in the secular world would definitely launch the ultimate attack on the secular world together with the Demon Lord. At that time, I knew without thinking that all living beings would be devastated, and there would be wailing everywhere.
In order to protect Hou Yi and other people with low cultivation levels, Lei Ren decided to create this barrier to let them stay inside.
On the other side, Shang Yueyun was still working step by step at Yunying Company, making final preparations before leaving.
"Xiao Zhang, come in here!" Shang Yueyun called his secretary into the office, pointed to the empty vase on the desk and asked, "Where are the bouquets of roses on my desk?"
The bouquet of roses in front of Shang Yueyun's desk was given to her by Lei Ren, so she didn't see it this morning, so she couldn't help but ask.
When Shang Yueyun asked, the secretary thought for a while and said to Shang Yueyun: "I saw that the flowers were withered this morning, so I threw them away. The flowers I called just now may not have been delivered yet. I'll do it right away."
Call to remind me?"
"How could the flowers you bought be the same?" Shang Yueyun frowned and pouted in displeasure. Although the roses had withered, she couldn't stop thinking that they were given to her by Thunder Blade.
Feeling distressed.
When the secretary saw Shang Yueyun caring so much about the bouquet of roses, he was startled and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Shang, then... is that bouquet of flowers important to you?"
"Yeah!" Shang Yueyun responded softly, and the secretary was immediately frightened and turned pale.
The secretary quickly apologized: "Mr. Shang, I didn't know that bouquet of flowers was... very important to you. I... I really didn't mean it."
Although Shang Yueyun was a little annoyed, but when he saw his secretary's panic, he couldn't bear to blame her any more. Besides, she didn't know it and didn't mean it. He couldn't help but sigh softly, waved his hand and said: "Forget it, you can go out.
, I don’t blame you for this.”
"Oh!" Hearing that Shang Yueyun did not punish him, the secretary couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. He turned around and was about to walk to the office. When he walked to the door, he suddenly remembered something and turned to Shang Yueyun and said, "Mr. Shang
…”
"Is there anything else?" Shang Yueyun raised his head and asked.
The secretary said softly: "Mr. Shang, I threw the words into the trash can. Maybe the cleaning staff didn't have time to empty them out. You see..."
Shang Yueyun's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he quickly stood up from his seat and asked his secretary: "Then... where are the flowers?"
The secretary was startled by Shang Yueyun's actions, but he still suppressed his surprise and said word by word: "It's in the cleaning room on the second floor! I'll go look for it right away."
"No, I'll go by myself!" Shang Yueyun walked over from behind the desk and walked out of the office first.
The secretary was stunned for a moment, but by the time she regained consciousness, Shang Yueyun had already walked out of the office and hurriedly chased after him. However, she was filled with fear. She did not dare to sit in the office by herself and let the company boss go dig through the trash.
After a while, a strange scene appeared in Yunying Company.
The majestic CEO beauty Shang Yueyun did not work in the office. Instead, she took her secretary to the cleaning room on the second floor to look for garbage.
It spread throughout the company for a while. Some people said that there must be important documents in the trash that had not been shredded. Shang Yueyun was worried about leaking the secrets, so he came to ask in person. Some said that Shang Yueyun's private information was in it, and some even said that Shang Yueyun was there.
Unspeakable photos...
There are various versions of the legend, but they are afraid of Shang Yueyun's prestige, so they just discuss it in private, but no one dares to ask.
Shang Yueyun knew that the company's employees were talking about her, but she didn't care at all. She instructed her secretary and the aunt in the cleaning department to start digging through this morning's trash.
Finally, Secretary Zhang found the roses she had thrown out from Shang Yueyun's office in a pile of garbage.
The roses had completely withered, the eleven roses on top had withered until only two incomplete yellow flowers remained, and the branches below had also changed from the original green to withered yellow, and were of no value at all.
However, Shang Yueyun regarded it as a treasure. When he saw the secretary find it, his eyes suddenly lit up and he went to get it.
"Be careful!" Secretary Xiao Zhang was about to remind Shang Yueyun that there were thorns on the flowers and could easily prick her hands, but before she could finish her words, Shang Yueyun went to get the roses, and she had very bad luck.
Her fingers just touched the thorns on the rose branch.
"Ouch!" The sharp thorn immediately pierced Shang Yueyun's delicate skin, making a tiny cut. A drop of blood flowed down the wound on the fingertip and fell on the rose.
"Mr. Shang, are you okay?" The secretary was frightened and asked quickly.
Shang Yueyun put the injured finger into his mouth and sucked it for a while. The bleeding stopped immediately. He shook his head and said to his secretary, "It's okay!"
However, the secretary was still worried and immediately contacted the medical department and asked them to send a bandaid.
Although Shang Yueyun felt that the secretary was making a bit of a fuss, he thought about it and did not speak. He returned to the office with the withered roses.
Shang Yueyun put the withered roses into the vase, turned to his secretary and said, "I'm afraid this bouquet of flowers will die. Is there anything you can do to make it bloom again?"
"Ah..." The secretary thought to himself that he was not a god, so how could he do it, but he couldn't refute Shang Yueyun. After thinking for a while, he said to Shang Yueyun, "Mr. Shang, I have an idea."
"Say." Shang Yueyun looked at the secretary expectantly, wanting to hear what good ideas she had.
The secretary felt stressed and said: "I think we can wax it and use this prototype to make a plastic one."
"That's it..." Shang Yueyun hesitated, after all, plastic is not a real flower.
"Mr. Shang, you need a band-aid..." At this time, the people from the medical department brought the band-aid up.
"Okay, I'll be right away." Shang Yueyun looked at the wound on his fingertip and walked out of the office with his secretary.
Shang Yueyun first cleaned the wound with water, and when he was about to put a band-aid on the wound, he looked down and exclaimed in confusion: "Hey, is it ready?"
After hearing Shang Yueyun's words, the secretary lowered his head and saw that the wound on Shang Yueyun's fingertip was indeed healed. There was no sign of injury at all. He couldn't help but have a strange expression on his face, thinking that his physical condition was getting better too quickly.
Already?
"Since it's healed, there's no need to apply it." Shang Yueyun took the band-aid to his secretary and walked back to the office. He just opened the door and was frightened by the scene in front of him.
