The female secretary who poured the boiling water was startled and almost dropped the cup.

Zhou Fengchen also frowned, the crowd is so dense, where did the ghost come from in broad daylight? Ask Chen's father, "Did you see it?"

Dad Chen shook his head, "That's not true, but in the past two days, as soon as I sit down, I feel dizzy, nauseous and want to vomit, and I always hear someone talking and saying something...... Chen Changbin died, Chen Changbin died, and the voice couldn't distinguish between men and women. ”

Zhou Fengchen chuckled in his chest, looked around, and pointed to the boss chair behind the desk, "Is this here?" ”

Father Chen nodded, and said with palpitations: "Yes! But...... It's still the same when I change my position, I have a lot of things on hand, and I can't help but work, I hold on every day, and I can't eat when I come home at night, my legs are soft and my feet are weak, and I am very uncomfortable. ”

"I'll try." Zhou Fengchen walked to the boss's chair and sat down, closed his eyes and felt for a while, but nothing happened.

When I opened my eyes, I looked at my curious father and the female secretary, and asked the female secretary, "What about you?" Are you the same? ”

The female secretary's face turned pale, put the boiling water next to Zhou Fengchen, and quickly shook her head, "No, I don't feel this way." ”

Zhou Fengchen pinched his handprint, carefully touched it, and without the slightest hint of yin, he stood up and pointed to the chair, "Come, Dad, you sit down, I'll take a look." ”

"Hey! Good. Father Chen nodded dryly, walked to the chair and sat down, and it didn't take long for his body to shake slightly and pat his head, "Son, here!" Here it comes! This feeling comes out again. ”

"Feng Shui Killing Bureau? Fuck it! ”

Zhou Fengchen scolded and felt very afraid, if his father said two days late, he was only afraid that he would be a filial son.

Dad Chen was stunned for a moment, and asked forcefully, "What bureau?"

"Don't ask, sit still, bear with me."

Zhou Fengchen said, pondering the feng shui bureau method that he secretly learned from his father Zhou Daoxing and sister Zhou Lingling, standing beside Chen's father, looking at the office area, and muttering: "Qian, Kun, Xun, Zhen, Kan, Li, Gen, Dui...... Go to the four yin, follow the four yang...... Looking at the wind and looking for the four directions...... Tables, calligraphy and paintings, mirrors, bonsai and fish tanks! ”

He frowned, and walked to a fish tank in the corner, which was placed in a strange position, not against the wall, not against the door, not against the window, but in the corner.

At this time, there was a palm-length black lacquered fish in the bathtub, the mouth of the fish was bubbling, and the head of the fish hit the glass on one side of the fish tank from time to time, and there was a red circle outside the glass, which was just facing the boss's chair, and I don't know what was drawn. And there seem to be a lot of shallow red circles that have been erased off next to it.

Zhou Fengchen stretched out his finger and wiped the red circle, which could be wiped off, like something powdery, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, it smelled very bad, and the fishy smell was sandwiched with cinnabar.

"Daddy, it's okay!" Zhou Fengchen beckoned, "Come on." ”

Dad Chen stood up, staggered over, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Fengchen pointed to the fish tank and asked, "Who got this fish tank?"

Dad Chen was stunned for a moment and said, "This is a feng shui fish, I spent money to hire a feng shui master to arrange it a few years ago."

Zhou Fengchen asked with a calm face, "Which feng shui master?" Where is he? ”

Chen's father said: "A feng shui master surnamed Yang is quite famous, but he died of cancer last year!"

"Dead?"

Zhou Fengchen was stunned, then this fish tank was recently used and arranged, and it had nothing to do with the feng shui master, he pointed to the cinnabar circle outside the fish tank, "What about this?" Who drew it? ”

Dad Chen shook his head, turned around and asked the female secretary, "Who drew this circle?"

The female secretary said: "It seems to be painted by Jiang Xiaoli, sneaky, painted, wiped, I don't know what to do."

"Where's Xiao Jiang?" Dad Chen asked again.

The female secretary said: "I just saw her downstairs and said to go out to buy steamed buns, I'll call her."

Saying that, he went out the door.

Chen's father asked Zhou Fengchen at this time: "Son, this fish tank ...... Is there a problem? ”

Zhou Fengchen was silent, patted the glass of the fish tank, and the scenic fish "poof" inside turned around and ran away, and swept away some of the sand at the bottom of the tank with a flick of his tail, faintly revealing a piece of tin foil.

Zhou Fengchen opened the lid of the fish tank, reached out and took out the tin foil, shook off the water stains and saw that it was a yin and yang gossip diagram drawn on it.

"This ......," Chen's father was taken aback, "I didn't have this before." ”

Zhou Fengchen sneered, opened the lid of the fish tank again, clamped it with both hands, clamped the feng shui fish out, and asked, "Are there scissors?"

Dad Chen nodded, strode to the door, shouted, and soon a clerk came over with a small pair of paper scissors.

Zhou Fengchen stretched out his hand to take it and cut it on the belly of the fish.

Chen's father still couldn't understand, "Son, what are you doing here?" ”

"Just look at it." Zhou Fengchen touched it in the belly of the fish, took out an embroidery needle, the needle was wrapped in a piece of paper, opened it and looked, there was a string of words on it: Chen Changbin is dead! Chen Changbin is dead!

Dad Chen was taken aback, "This, this ......"

Zhou Fengchen pointed to the boss's chair, "You sit and watch again." ”

Dad Chen nodded, sat up, waited for a while, and raised his head, "That feeling is gone." ”

Zhou Fengchen wrapped the gossip tin foil with dead fish, steel needles, and paper strips, and threw them into the trash, and then explained: "Someone wants to harm you, this is Feng Shui Killing Bureau, external feng shui, containing gossip, the fish belly is cursed with silver needles, and the fish tank is painted with cinnabar, fish food rings, and aimed at you, the landscape fish hits the circle once, you will get dizzy once, the landscape fish spits bubbles, and you will hear someone talk, what is said is the words on the note."

Dad Chen's face was pale, trembling and speechless.

Zhou Fengchen asked, "Who is Jiang Xiaoli?"

Chen's father said: "A female secretary has been working with me for two or three years, and she is usually very good, what's the matter?" She ......"

Been doing it for two or three years? Zhou Fengchen shook his head, "Don't make a noise later, I'll take a look first, no matter what I do, you must cooperate." ”

"Good!"

……

After waiting for a long time, the female secretary went and returned, followed by a girl.

Zhou Fengchen took a look, it was a coincidence! Wet ass girl!

The two female secretaries entered the office, and the wet-ass girl Jiang Xiaoli's face was very ugly, she shouted "Mr. Chen", and then looked at Zhou Fengchen, "I'm sorry, young master." ”

Dad Chen remembered Zhou Fengchen's words and didn't make a sound, but Zhou Fengchen quietly opened the eyes of the sky to see that there was nothing abnormal, and then observed her spirit, which was ordinary, not like a master who understood these aspects.

In addition, she has been working with her father for several years, and her father has only had an accident in the last few days, so ...... There is only one explanation.

This woman was being taken advantage of.

There are two ways to find out who is behind it, persecution and stalking.

So, Zhou Fengchen coughed, and when he came to the girl, he shook his hand and slapped him.

Syllable!

Jiang Xiaoli was beaten, and five finger prints were clearly printed on her face.

Chen's father and another female secretary were stunned on the spot, how, how did they start?

Jiang Xiaoli was also stunned, covering her face and looking at Zhou Fengchen in disbelief.

Zhou Fengchen shook his head and smiled, "snap" and another slap, "Damn, dare to provoke me?" ”

Dad Chen was stunned for a moment, looked at this, looked at that, and forgot to explain, came over to pull Zhou Fengchen, "Ah Zhi, how do you beat a woman?" ”

Another female secretary also came over to persuade, "Young master, forget it!" ”

"Get out of the way!" Zhou Fengchen sneered, grabbed Jiang Xiaoli's hair who was crying, dragged open the door and went out, and met the eyes of dozens of staff who came over in whispers, and kicked again, "Slut!" With Lao Tzu! ”

Jiang Xiaoli was also furious, lying on the ground, crying bitterly and shouting: "Why did you beat me? The boss's son is amazing? ”

"I'm amazing, what's wrong?" Zhou Fengchen smiled and pointed outside: "Get out!" You were fired? ”

Jiang Xiaoli was stunned, and a group of staff also looked at her, but no one dared to speak.

"Still not rolling?" Zhou Fengchen shouted, turned around and asked, "Dad, how much is she a month?"

Chen's father was not good, he sighed twice and shouted: "Accountant Zhang, how much is her monthly salary this month."

A female clerk not far away hurriedly turned on the computer and looked at it, "One, ten thousand thirteen." ”

"Wait!" Zhou Fengchen walked into the office, took out a wad of money from his father's purse, 13,000 more, no less, turned around and smashed it on Jiang Xiaoli's head, "Take the money, get out of me!" Immediately, immediately! ”

(End of chapter)