Fairyland, big problem

Slap.

The desolate man fell by the pool, and the evil thing returned to the pool again, showing no interest in him.

What is this called... Gui is not accepted?

After crying for a while, the man covered in mud got up, walked out of the weeds, and rode on the shared bicycle that fell on the side of the road, returning to Changle City.

"What's happening here?"

Wen Jiu couldn't figure it out.

In normal times, I would have thrown out the inducer a long time ago to clean up the evil things in the 'cause point'.

But the scene in front of me is too special to judge from a conventional perspective.

The 1-star 'Cause Point' will only appear in extreme and extreme circumstances. Normally, they are all evil spirits. Don't rush to kill them for a while, try to figure out what's special first.

The armored crow landed on the edge of the city, and the down-and-out man didn't ride too deep. He stopped outside a lot of old buildings in the suburbs and locked the shared bicycle full of sludge.

It can be seen that his family lives in this area.

For the existence of evil things, the tendency of human beings to gather in cities is particularly obvious, and mountain villages far away from cities have almost disappeared.

Most people in the city live in the central circle or the central circle, and the suburbs are either high-end buildings and villas with good conditions, or the earth buildings in the old city area where almost no one lives.

The desolate man raised his feet at the entrance of a corridor where the street lights were flickering, and went upstairs at a slow speed.

Wen Jiu waited downstairs for three minutes. The lights in a room on the fourth floor were turned on, and then turned off quickly.

"Strange."

I followed the other party all the way, but still didn't see the slightest clue.

Why are there ordinary people who run to the 1-star 'cause point' in the middle of the night?

He wanted to jump into the pond, but he didn't even accept evil things.

Looking at the muddy shared bicycle, there is a black thing in the basket.

After approaching it, I took it out. It was a very low-quality men's shoulder bag, about the size of a saliva bestseller in a bookstore, and contained some odds and ends such as mobile phones and wallets.

There is also a work card, the work unit marked on the back is "Jiahao Real Estate No. 2 Sales Department", and there is a photo of a down-and-out man in front of it.

In the photo, he looks younger, without stubble and deep eye circles, with the youthful blood of the early graduation from college, because he smiled a little stiffly because he took the ID photo.

Let the people who pass by look at it and smile knowingly.

Name: Lin Wei.

When the name is shouted on the street, the number of people who turn their heads and respond can gather two teams to play street basketball on the spot.

Lin Wei's position is the manager of the sales department.

The title of manager is very peculiar. After the internship period, he is a manager anyway.

The person who receives customers back and forth in the lobby is called the lobby manager;

The person responsible for answering the phone and saying "I'm sorry, I'm sorry" is called the account manager.

You can't judge whether you are doing well or not by your title, but judging by the appearance of the down-and-out man, he must be doing very poorly.

"The Jiahao Real Estate...have never heard of my name."

Traveling in the early half of a year, the general knowledge supplement is almost the same, Wen Jiu's field of activity is basically the same as the general direction of the darker, and he has never learned about real estate.

Going upstairs lightly, Wen Jiu left the men's business shoulder bag at the door of Lin Wei's corresponding room.

Looking for work locations on the mobile phone, Jiahao Real Estate has a total of five locations in Changle City, one of which is the head office.

The location of the second sales department where Lin Wei works is quite familiar, and it belongs to the same office area as the office building where Mu Fengshuang works.

The difference is that the office building is located in the core of the office area, and the second sales department is only on the corner of the road.

"Let's see how this guy works tomorrow."

It's not easy to knock on the door in the middle of the night, and I'm not interested in guarding other people's doors in the middle of the night.

In the early morning of the next day, according to the business hours of the sales department shown on the map, Wen Jiu arrived at the destination ten minutes earlier.

The official business hour is 8 o'clock, and various managers of the sales department have lined up outside the door, shouting embarrassing slogans, moving their hands non-stop, and doing a set of radio gymnastics that I don't know where.

"Jiahao Jiahao, be proud of me!"

He made exaggerated movements in public, and continued to shout such slogans until the official opening. Wen Jiu was so embarrassed that he tapped his toes on the ground, and almost dug out a set of Barbie doll villas on the concrete floor.

The manager shouted slogans under the leadership of the department head, and Lin Wei ran out of the sales department out of breath until it was close to working hours.

"Lin Wei! You are late."

"I..." Lin Wei glanced carefully at the clock hanging in the hall through the floor-to-ceiling glass door.

"It's three minutes until work."

"Employee rules are clearly written. All staff members come to the door for aerobics half an hour in advance, and they will be fined 100b for being late!"

"I, but... for some reason last night, I lost my bag, and the bus card and mobile phone work ID were all in it."

Before Wen Jiu left last night, he left the single-room backpack at the door of Lin Wei's house. Unexpectedly, the law and order in the old city was so bad, and it was stolen in the middle of the night.

"Hey, you're the only one who messed up a lot." The department head yelled angrily, "Go in and apply for a replacement work permit, and then start working!"

"yes."

Sitting on the bench in the shade of trees beside the green belt, Wen Jiu was even more puzzled.

After watching here for half an hour, Lin Wei's performance was normal, and he didn't have as much resentment as yesterday.

The thin line of black smoke...is still there, and it doesn't affect his actions at all.

It's almost like the negativity isn't his.

Go inside and have a look.

Wen Jiu stood up and entered Jiahao Real Estate No. 2 Sales Department, intending to walk in the direction of Lin Wei.

As soon as the customer came to the door, the sales manager quickly came up to talk.

"Sir, I'm Manager Lin from Jiahao Real Estate. May I ask what you need?"

The boy in front of him was young, vaguely like a student model, but Lin Wei did not take it lightly.

After working in the real estate industry for three years, he knew in his heart that buying a house does not depend on age, but on wealth status.

As long as there is money, anyone can buy it.

"My surname is Wen, and I want to see some small houses, suitable for small families."

Wen Jiu said it decently, the savings in the account exceeded 3 million b, more than enough to buy an ordinary suite in Changle City.

It's just that Jiang Lang is comfortable living in the courtyard, and he has no plans to spend most of it to continue buying a house. He is just looking for a topic to start.

"Mr. Wen, please."

Lin Wei's attitude seemed very positive, introducing his experience in the industry and his understanding of housing prices in Changle City, but Wen Jiu had other plans.

"Manager Lin, your complexion is very bad, and the dark circles under your eyes are a bit exaggerated."

To be honest, even without mentioning the smoky thin line, Lin Wei's look is terrible, comparable to a programmer who has been working overtime at night for three consecutive months.

"Hey, it's an old problem. I don't know why. I go to rest as early as possible every day and play less computer games, but I still wake up the next day with sore body, and the house is dirty by me."

"Um?"

Wen Jiu didn't expect Lin Wei to be so loose-tongued, and crackled about the abnormalities over and over again.

"Don't be afraid, Mr. Wen. This is not an urban ghost legend. I guess it's sleepwalking..."