Rebirth of the Super Prince

Update time:2012-11-18

Is there a ghost upstairs?

Ye Jun was confused. If he were an ordinary magic stick running around in the world, he might not have the leisure to distinguish the authenticity of these words, but Master Jizen of Songzhu Temple is a qualified monk who can sit down and convert relics. Every word he said

, I believe they all have another layer of meaning.

Ben Ben looked around and saw Su Wenyu and Guo Xiaoyu discussing the layout of the office building with the decoration masters. He couldn't help but whisper: "Master Jichen, please come this way. Let's go up and have a look."

Master Jichan withdrew his doubtful gaze, twirled the string of ancient Buddhist beads in his hand, chanted "Amitabha" slightly, and followed Ye Jun out of the office building. From the beginning to the end, except for the group of people who followed him

None of the monks noticed the abnormality of Ye Jun and others.

"You're here? These are computers. This is my first time seeing them."

As soon as he appeared in this relatively deserted office building, Hou Xiaojie greeted Ye Jun with excitement on his face, and his face did not hide the joy in his heart. At least Hou Xiaojie believed that this trip to Jiangling with Ye Jun was not in vain.

Ye Jun smiled and said: "You can lead these masters who install the thread downstairs to have a look. The masters and I have some things to deal with."

After being reminded by Ye Jun, Hou Xiaojie noticed that the monks beside him instinctively bowed and bowed. Seeing these masters returning the salute with the same action, he did not ask any more questions, but walked towards the group of installers who were still exploring the lines.

The master explained it and led these masters out of the office building on this floor.

Although Hou Xiaojie was very confused as to why Ye Jun wanted to hide his identity from others, he had a good self-positioning and naturally would not ask questions that were inconsistent with him.

On the other hand, after Master Jichan arrived at the office building on this floor, he calmly entered an office of about eighty square meters. After that, he kept staring at the wall in the corner.

"Master Jichan, is there something wrong here?" Ye Jun followed over and asked doubtfully.

"The poor monk saw the poor people who are still struggling in the mortal world."

Master Jichan stretched out his weather-beaten fingers and pointed at the snow-white wall in front of him. His words were ambiguous, but the many monks following him instinctively moved the beads on their wrists, raised their heads, and chanted in unison: "Amitabha."

At first, Ye Jun looked puzzled, but when he saw Master Jichan looking at the wall, there was a compassion that had tasted the warmth and coldness of the world. He couldn't help but be shocked and said in disbelief: "Is it possible that that wall is there?"

wall…"

"Shh..."

Master Jichan stopped what Ye Jun wanted to say, and then moved the beads in his hand. His weathered face was filled with the compassion of a person who chants the Buddha. Then he sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes: "The deceased is already dead, so don't do that disturbing thing."

With the deeds of pure cultivation, the poor monk can clearly see the worldly state of the human world struggling in the Abi Hell, and can also hear the delusion emanating from the dense white bones."

If Ye Jun is still not sure of this guess in his heart, then the experience of a generation of giants in his previous life has been lived on a dog. Now he stares at the wall with uncertainty. Once upon a time, he also heard the ridiculous thing about melting the dead into cement.

.However, after personally experiencing this ridiculous and cruel thing, Ye Jun also felt a little cold in his heart. Although he had killed people and cut corpses into pieces, he was forced by the situation. Ye Jun could deeply understand that the perpetrator was so disturbing.

Abnormal psychology.

Master Jichan seemed to be aware of Ye Jun's mood swings, and sighed slightly: "Donor, ever since I met you, this poor monk has smelled a strong smell of blood and violence. Originally, a poor monk should not make rash judgments on matters in the world of mortals.

But since the benefactor has a predestined relationship with the poor monk, I give the benefactor a word to tell him that if he wants to act, he should correct his behavior so that he can be worthy of being under the blue sky."

"Thank you, Master."

First, he carefully comprehended the wise sayings of Master Ji Chan, and seemed to have some enlightenment. Ye Jun quickly bowed his head and bowed.

As for Master Jichan, he stood up slowly and looked at the wall, which was extremely ominous to ordinary people. He had mixed feelings for a while and said: "In this mortal world, one should not make arbitrary decisions. Since we have this fate, why not leave a place to rest?"

, waiting for the poor monk to cross this miserable man to the West Pole and put an end to the sins of this lifetime of sorrow and resentment?"

After saying that, without waiting for Ye Jun's consent, he walked towards the wall, stroked it for a while, and then softly recited "Amitabha", and then took out a wrinkled scripture from his purse.

With the help of a monk, this wrinkled scripture instantly ignited, and Master Jichan immediately sat cross-legged, and like other monks, knocked on the wooden fish, moved the beads, and began to murmur something that Ye Jun seemed to understand.

Understand the Buddhist sound.

After a long while, Master Ji Chan opened his eyes. His slightly cloudy eyes flashed with a hint of pity for the vicissitudes of life, and he said slowly: "One life's love and one life's resentment, one life's destiny and one life's sin, let's get over it."

In a daze, Ye Jun absurdly discovered that the moment Master Ji Chan stood up, a Buddha's light seemed to emit from his body, and at the same time, a faint golden glow flowed from the wall.

Subconsciously, he glanced out the window and saw that the sunlight was gradually taking in. He secretly thought that he might be overthinking it. Is it possible that there really is such a mysterious person who can save the world in this world?

"The poor monk asked the benefactor to leave a place for this poor man to return to the West Pole."

Ye Jun frowned uncertainly and thought hard. He had never thought about tearing down this wall before. After all, even if Ye Jun was not afraid of such evil things, he would always feel depressed. As for Master Jichan, he was not in a hurry, but was just satisfied.

He waited for Ye Jun's answer with a compassionate face. He seemed to have seen through the man with the decision-making power in front of him. He moved the beads and said calmly: "Just think that the poor monk owes the benefactor a favor."

"good."

Ye Jun sighed secretly and could only nod with a wry smile.

"In that case, I'll take my leave, poor monk."

With that said, Master Jichan led a group of monks and left the office building on this floor. Ye Jun also immediately asked Aniu to drive a bus to send these Songzhu Temple monks away, and then returned to this floor calmly.

Office building, staring at this wall with uncertainty.

Of course, on the eve of the separation, Ye Jun also asked Master Jichan why he could conclude that a dead person was buried in this wall. Master Jichan did not hide this, and explained that after a person dies, the place where he is buried takes three to five years.

The accumulation of miasma will produce a layer of miasma, which is gray-black and very light, making it difficult for ordinary people to detect. Previously, I discovered this looming miasma through the ceiling downstairs.

In other words, if this corpse is mixed into concrete, it will probably last for at least three years.

Ye Jun was not afraid of this, but he did not intend to reveal this ulterior secret to anyone, especially Hou Xiaojie. If this nerd knew that there was a dead person buried in his office in the future, God knows if there would be someone else.

He was focused on studying the stock market and futures. However, seeing Hou Xiaojie still flipping through a basic computer operation guide with great interest, Ye Jun couldn't help but secretly thought, I'm afraid that even if this nerd knew that people had died here and that there were still corpses buried, he wouldn't be able to do it.

I will never put down this computer tutorial.

"Hello, I heard that you are engaged in the decoration business. Our company happens to have a lot of orders. Can you let me see the sample drawings?"

When Ye Jun walked into the office building below, he saw a man chatting with Su Wenyu with his eyes shining. Because he came under the guise of doing business, Su Wenyu couldn't refuse, but Dong Shangshu walked up to Ye Jun calmly.

Beside him, he whispered softly: "This fat guy is harassing your wife, you have to figure out what to do."

Ye Jun just smiled calmly. Since Su Wenyu was to show up to manage the company, it would be inevitable to face harassment from the opposite sex in the future.

Even if he returned to this era, Ye Jun still had reservations about this kind of magnanimity. He walked up to Su Wenyu with a smile, and grandly took his arms around the slender waist. Under the man's vaguely hostile eyes, he smiled and said:

"What's wrong?"

"Xiaojun, this boss Liu wants to cooperate with our company."

"oh?"

Ye Jun pretended to be indifferent, stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "Hello, Boss Liu."

The man straightened his expression, and after regaining his composure, he smiled and said: "Hello, my name is Liu Xian, and I am the chairman of Pingjiang Real Estate downstairs. Nice to meet you. What's your surname?"

"My surname is Ye."

Ye Jun still maintained a smiling expression. Although Liu Xian deliberately emphasized the word 'chairman', it seemed that the young men present did not really buy it, and many even expressed it in a subtle way.

A look of disdain.

Seeing Ye Jun's big hand constantly wandering around Su Wenyu's waist, Liu Xian saw it and felt jealous in his heart. He thought that he should switch positions with Ye Jun. A top-notch woman like Su Wenyu should be left to him.

Training, and Ye Jun's immature age is obviously not enough experience and experience to enjoy the ripe crystal fruit of Su Wenyu.

Of course, Liu Xian still maintained a faint smile on his face, but how could he hide the unbridled aggression towards Su Wenyu in his eyes from Ye Jun?

"We happen to have a few business deals in the company, mainly due to customer requests. We hope to hand over the affiliated real estate company to help design some decorations. It happens that your company is about to open, so I came to sit down and see if your company has any intention to cooperate. Of course.

The key is that the decoration style conforms to the aesthetic standards of modern urban white-collar workers.”

Liu Xian deliberately emphasized the tone of the last sentence, as if to say that if it was too mediocre, he would have no interest in continuing the conversation. Although any fool could guess that Liu Xian was not interested in drinking, Su Wenyu cared about this deal very much.

In terms of buying and selling, if we can really win some business before opening, this will have far-reaching significance for the company's operation and prospects.

Because the staff responsible for recruiting were all handled by Su Wenyu and Guo Xiaoyu, Ye Jun couldn't help but look at the beauty in his arms and asked doubtfully: "Sister Su, do we have any sample drawings?"

"Yes, I'll get it right away."

Su Wenyu quickly pulled away and looked at the graceful and graceful figure. Liu Xian, who had seen countless women, could tell at a glance that Su Wenyu must be an unmanned chick, and his lust for lust suddenly became stronger: "Boss Ye, you are really very lucky.

, It’s a pity that I don’t have this life to enjoy. Alas, if one day I can be as proud as Boss Ye in the business and in love, even if I give up some business interests, it will still be a happy thing. "

Liu Xian's suggestion was very strong, and Ye Jun naturally understood that this was an olive branch thrown by Liu Xian. It was nothing more than a revelation that he would allocate some of Pingjiang Real Estate's business to Ye Jun in the future, but the condition was that Su Wenyu had to let him enjoy it for a while.

In response to this, Ye Jun sneered in his heart, but still maintained a unaware smile on his face: "Boss Liu is too self-effacing. Considering that Boss Liu is in his thirties and has huge amounts of money, there must be many Langdie."

chase."

Liu Xian secretly scolded Ye Jun for being disrespectful. He no longer had the smell of a wretched man before, but instead assumed a condescending attitude. When he saw Su Wenyu coming with a large stack of design drawings, he didn't bother to follow him.

Ye Jun hinted politely, but strode towards Su Wenyu and said with a smile: "Miss Su, come, let me see if these design drawings meet our company's standards."

Ye Jun sneered in his heart, and he seemed to have guessed Liu Xian's true thoughts. He did not rush over to join in the fun, but instead looked at the surroundings by himself, but kept listening to what was going on over there.

Sure enough, Liu Xiancai turned over more than a dozen pages, and under Su Wenyu's expectant gaze, he smiled and said: "I'm sorry, Miss Su, your design style is very ordinary. Today's customers have become more and more picky, and it is difficult to satisfy similar customers."

The decoration style.”

"Yeah?"

Su Wenyu's face remained as usual, but there was a trace of contempt in his heart. After all, such a person who denies other people's achievements in front of his face is destined to be narrow-minded. In addition, he also guessed Liu Xian's true intention of coming here, but adhering to the principle that the visitor is a guest.

Always pretending to be amiable: "Actually, I also know that this kind of decoration style is gradually not accepted by the public. However, our company is still in its infancy and there are still many shortcomings. We will definitely learn more in the future and improve ourselves as much as possible.

"

Looking at Su Wenyu's charming face and her small cherry mouth that opened and closed when she spoke, Liu Xian couldn't help but feel excited. At that moment, he instinctively wanted to secretly touch Su Wenyu's seductive buttocks, but Su Wenyu, who had always been on guard, was

Avoid: "Boss Liu, please respect yourself."

Seeing Su Wenyu's cold face, a strong desire to conquer arose in Liu Xian's heart, and he used a domineering tone and said with a smile: "Miss Su, as long as you are willing to have a meal with me, we will sit down and discuss some business.

How about it? After all, my company doesn't care about these piecemeal businesses. As long as you are willing, you can hand over all the decoration business to your company in the future."

As he spoke, Liu Xian stretched out his hand again, but before he reached halfway, he felt his arm being restrained by a force. At the same time, there was a faint laughter: "Boss Liu, these design drawings are just drafts to deal with guests.

, our company has many truly creative designs, and they all meet the aesthetic standards of modern urban white-collar workers. However, they involve commercial secrets, so we cannot release them for people to appreciate, so please forgive me."