Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

Relying on, loading a fart, Ye Shaoyang snorted in his heart, and his mouth still explained.

"Miss Yan just sent me a WeChat, she has already lived. You really just came back, OK, go back, and pay attention to the rules in the future."

Ye Shaoyang quickly thanked him, walked toward the dormitory building, and walked away from the heart, this little white face, actually chatted with Lengyu on WeChat!

However, after thinking about it, it’s true that Yu Leng’s guess is correct. Since Yang Bin can give orders to the security guards, it’s definitely not an ordinary manager!

In the dormitory, Zhang Zijian has already slept, and the other two are still using mobile phones to squeeze together to watch the live broadcast...

Ye Shaoyang is a bit speechless. Go outside the public bathroom to wash, go to bed and lie down, leave a message on Xie Yuqing on WeChat, let her help provide clues.

As a result, Xie Yuqing was online, and after a while, the information was returned. Ye Shaoyang looked at it at a glance:

This Yang Bin is indeed not an ordinary person. He is the son of the chairman of the Kangdo Group...

Yang Bin, who came back from studying in the UK a year ago, was assigned to the factory by his father. He only worked as an ordinary manager and also allowed him to exercise more at the grassroots level of the company.

Britain is back...

Ye Shaoyang seems to think of something, and hurriedly forwarded the clue provided by Xie Yuqing to Yan Lengyu.

At noon the next day, Ye Shaoyang received a letter from Xiao Lengyu, who met him in the cafeteria.

Yan Lengyu wore a brown lady's suit, and also wore high heels and black stockings, which looked very much like a professional white-collar worker.

"This is my professional wear, just bought it in the morning, how about?"

"Looking is good, it is like changing a person." Ye Shaoyang scratched his head and said.

The two had a meal and sat down in the corner of the canteen to eat.

There are a lot of beautiful women in the factory, but there are not a few dressed like Yan Lengyu, and the cold and jade is beautiful. Many of the people around me sneak up and some people deliberately walked by them, in order to see her. What it looks like.

Each look is like a wolf.

The two quickly ate the meal, left in a hurry and went for a walk outside the factory.

"I can't come to you recently, lest I be suspected by Yang Bin." Yan Lengyu smiled. "I am a manager assistant. I am always with you. He will be surprised. If you have anything, you will call me on WeChat."

Ye Shaoyang shrugged and said: "You are now an assistant, what are you going to do?"

"Close to Yang Bin, and then through him, close to the spiritual service, find the traces."

Ye Shaoyang has some concerns.

芮冷玉道: "I know what you are worried about, rest assured, I promise to wait for this to end, I am still good."

"Not a guarantee, but a must!" Ye Shaoyang grabbed her hand and stared at her eyes, saying:

"I tell you seriously one thing, this case, I can not check, can fail, but you must not have an accident! You remember, I can do it all over the world, I only want you to be good."

"Good meat, but I remember."

In a few days, in the past few days, Ye Shaoyang and Yan Lengyu occasionally met one side, usually talking on mobile phones.

Ye Shaoyang goes to work every day, secretly paying attention. It looks like this factory is no different from the general factory, but after work, everyone can't stay in the factory, which is obviously to cover up.

Ye Shaoyang felt that all the secrets were in the small auditorium.

On Friday afternoon, Ye Shaoyang was at work, and the team leader suddenly came to inform that Manager Yang came to the workshop to check the work.

Not long after, Yang Bin came, wearing a black suit, the hair combed bright, looks graceful, but Ye Shaoyang had already given him the label of the Sven scum.

Unexpectedly, Yan Lengyu was with him, holding a file folder in his hand.

The team leader stayed next to them and reported the work.

Yan Lengyu saw Ye Shaoyang at a glance, stayed for only two seconds and then looked away.

Ye Shaoyang did not want to say hello to her, hiding in the crowd.

When they passed by them, Yang Bin did not know how to find him. He said to him: "Is this not your fellow countryman, is Mr. Ye?"

Ye Shaoyang nodded and said hello.

Yang Bin called the team leader and asked about Ye Shaoyang's work. The team leader saw them and they were naturally flattering.

"Do it well." Yang Bin took a shot at the shoulder of Ye Shaoyang. "Lengyu and I recommended you, saying that you practiced Wu when you were a child, and you have good skills. You will exercise again. I will give you good errands in the future."

Ye Shaoyang smiled and really wanted to punch him on his face and told him that Leng Yu was not yours, but now he can only bear it.

After Yang Bin left, everyone continued to work. A guy in the adjacent position rushed Ye Shaoyang to squeeze his eyes and said, "Hey, that beauty is your fellow, is it good?"

Ye Shaoyang responded with a mouthful.

The man smiled. "She is the assistant of Manager Yang. Is it his little three? You can ask her for help, get a good job for you, don't grind it here!"

Ye Shaoyang glanced at him and had plans in his heart. He must end this matter as soon as possible.

Let Yu Lengyu stay in that stupid ratio, and he will be mad.

Before leaving work, the team leader came over to register for the name of psychological counseling on Sunday. Ye Shaoyang entered the factory for less than two months and was not qualified.

However, psychological counseling classes, you can not participate.

Ye Shaoyang thought hard and had no good policy.

Back to the dormitory, Ye Shaoyang saw that only Zhang Zijian was alone, counting his heart and asking him to participate in psychological counseling.

After getting a definite answer, Ye Shaoyang immediately asked him to drink, and he poured a few cups at the table. He suggested that he would like to take a psychological counseling class. He would like to see his name and say that he would take out two bags of Chinese. Give the cigarette to him.

Seventy-one packs of cigarettes, Ye Shaoyang thinks that they are all painful, but in order to investigate the case, they have to cut the meat once.

Although Zhang Zijian was somewhat disappointed, but could not stand Ye Shaoyang pleading, he had to agree.

On Sunday, Ye Shaoyang changed his work card with Zhang Zijian and risked his name to go to the small auditorium.

There are a lot of people. It is not very strict to sign and check the work cards. Ye Shaoyang easily mixes in.

In the middle of the first floor of the small auditorium is a theater, which is arranged as a large stage-like existence, and the people who enter are sitting in a circle.

There is no window in the theater, and there are several lights hanging overhead.

"Hey!" Someone pulled the sleeve of Laye Shaoyang and whispered, "You are here too."

Ye Shaoyang turned his head and looked at it. It was the beautiful woman who met the live broadcast that day, named He Yang.

"Why, are you coming to this live broadcast?"

"Where dare." He Yang spit out his tongue and looked at him and said, "Are you alone?"