"Hmph, what's going on?" The green tendons in the corners of the forehead jumped and the words squeezed out from between the teeth.

"Xiao Ning, just... Belch...... The editor-in-chief helps you... Gives you an experience... Uh, no, it's an opportunity to go on an adventure in a haunted house," Chu Ying explained in vague and disordered terms.

"What?" My gut told me it was never going to be a good opportunity.

It turned out that they actually sold me while I was napping.

In fact, there was nothing different at the beginning of the meeting, but it was only when a more difficult interview task was mentioned later that there was a little bit of abnormality, but I was sleeping soundly at that time, and I didn't know what the outside world was discussing at all, until Chu Ying whispered in my ear to explain, I suddenly realized.

Soon after I dreamed of Zhou Gong, I asked for money and mentioned this interview mission, it is said that this haunted house is very large, it can almost be called a ghost castle, this ghost castle is very mysterious, everyone knows where it is, but there are very few people who can enter it.

But everyone who enters it will go insane for a period of time after coming out, and when they regain their senses, they will forget everything about what happened in the ghost castle, and only remember that the place they went to is called the ghost castle.

Over time, the outside world has become more and more curious about this ghost castle, and there are many adventurous people who want to enter it to find out.

This time, the editor-in-chief didn't know where to know that there was a group of netizens gathered, an amateur expedition team, and there was a lot of hope for it, so he discussed who was suitable, but no one automatically asked for help, so he thought of a more damaging trick to ask for money, that is... After he said that he began, those who did not clearly express their unwillingness to go, were considered voluntary...

At that time, I was still playing chess with Zhou Gong, of course I wouldn't express different meanings, so things became like this, I became a warrior inexplicably, similar to the kind of warrior who was kicked down and had to be brave.

"This is Tan Yi's contact information, what needs to be prepared, you contact him yourself" Dead money with a black face, he threw a crumpled ball of paper over.

"Adjournment!"

"This is going to be the one who framed me, right?" Otherwise, how could they disperse as soon as they succeeded?

At the end of the conference room, only me and Chu Ying were left, and Chu Ying had an innocent expression on her face, "I really reminded you, you slept too deeply, it's none of my business."

"Forget it, it's okay, you go to work first, I want to be quiet" I pinched the ball of paper, and I really wanted to crush it directly.

Chu Ying sighed, got up silently, and said worriedly before going out, "That ghost castle is very evil, and most people just go around the periphery, and they can't get in at all, but I think you are very unlucky, maybe you will be planted in such a daze, and I can't follow you, be careful!" ”

'You're in danger if you follow,' I said to myself.

Seeing that I didn't react, Chu Ying raised her voice, "Did you hear it?" ”

"I heard, I heard, I'm not deaf," I rubbed my ears dissatisfiedly and glared at her, "Is there anything else?" ”

"No, I'm going to work, the editor-in-chief said that during the time you go to the ghost castle, I will take over your work, so you can enjoy yourself during this time" Chu Ying rubbed her forehead, quickly walked out of the conference room, and went to work with her.

But then again, why did that sentence sound so awkward to me, how did it feel so much like the last meal before I died?

Shook his head helplessly, spread out the paper ball that was about to be crushed, and there was a phone number written crookedly on it, such an ugly word, it would be impossible to write it with money.

Since you can't escape, you have to understand it clearly, and you can't break into it with your head covered like the previous times, and you won't have a place to cry when you die.

Thinking about it, I dialed the unfamiliar number, and a connection tone came from the phone, "Beep... Honk... "Unhurried, unhurried, upsetting."