Working Prophet

Shi Yitong also helped Li Yu introduce several colleagues from the business department, and everyone exchanged business cards.

Li Yu observed that employees from the same country or region still prefer to interact with people from their respective countries or regions.

In addition, he had always thought that the headquarters of Third Age was in the office building where he first went for the interview.

But in fact, according to Shi Yitong, it can only be regarded as the headquarters of China, and there are similar headquarters in other parts of the world.

There are a total of five regional headquarters in the Third Age, and the total number of employees in the marketing department has probably remained at around fifty.

This means that the company is mining faith in fifty cosmic planes simultaneously.

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Han Bin felt very bad now. He had just witnessed a murder, but crazier things were yet to come.

The victim's body was obviously penetrated by a sharp blade, but not a drop of blood came out, and he later turned into a wooden sculpture that looked like a mummy.

Only then did the nearby waiter come forward, and the two of them worked together to move the wooden sculpture with the fruit knife stuck in its chest out of the living room.

Another waiter walked over and placed a new fruit knife on the fruit plate.

By this time the baby had been put to sleep.

At this time, Han Bin's ears were still pouring in some dialogues that sounded extremely absurd to him.

For example, an Italian asked his companions how their religious income was last month.

The two of them obviously spoke Italian, but Han Bin, a person who knew nothing about Italian, could actually understand the meaning.

Han Bin's temples had been pounding since he walked into this living room, and his shirt was almost soaked with sweat.

Han Bin felt that his spirit was reaching its limit. Although he still couldn't find Tang Mengjia, he decided to leave this weird place first and go out for some air.

After making up his mind, Han Bin began to move towards the door. However, at this moment, a familiar figure walked in from outside the door.

Han Bin's pupils shrank, and he recognized the person who came as HR from the Third Age, the woman named Xu Mengyuan.

And the latter also saw him.

Fortunately, the two had never met each other before, and Han Bin had only collected some information about Xu Mengyuan in private, so Xu Mengyuan probably didn't recognize him right now.

So Han Bin continued to pretend to be a waiter and went to deliver drinks to the guests at another table, but unexpectedly he was stopped by Xu Mengyuan halfway.

"You, come up with me."

"Go up?" Han Bin was stunned when he heard this.

"That's right." Xu Mengyuan seemed to be in a hurry. After speaking, she stepped forward without giving Han Bin a chance to refuse.

Han Bin hesitated and could only follow.

Of course, this mansion cannot only have such a living room, and one can continue to the second floor from the southwest corner.

The two of them walked through the lively living room one after another, went up the winding stairs, and arrived outside a small bar.

Xu Mengyuan walked straight in, followed closely by Han Bin. However, contrary to his expectation, the bar was empty and there was no one else.

Xu Mengyuan walked behind the bar, took out an empty wine glass, and asked Han Bin, "What are you drinking?"

Han Bin's brain was running rapidly at this moment, thinking about how the real waiter should answer.

However, before he could speak, Xu Mengyuan continued, "How do you feel?"

"How about what?"

Xu Mengyuan opened a bottle of whiskey, put it under his nose and smelled it, then poured half a glass into the glass, added some pomegranate syrup, lime juice and soda water to it.

"You have been standing down there for so long. You must have some thoughts in your heart, Officer Han."

When Han Bin heard the last three words, his heart instantly sank to the bottom.

"You know me?"

"Of course." Xu Mengyuan shook the glass, finally cut two slices of lemon, put them in the mouth of the glass, and then pushed the freshly mixed Daisy in front of Han Bin.

"Two months ago, didn't you send a girl named Hao Xiaoxiao to the company to investigate us? Of course I will do a little homework."

Han Bin caught the glass of Daisy but didn't drink it. This was not a TV series being filmed in a strange place, so of course he couldn't drink drinks of unknown origin.

Xu Mengyuan smiled slightly when she saw this, "It seems that Officer Han has a deep misunderstanding of us. We are a law-abiding company and will not do anything illegal or criminal."

"It's better to stop talking nonsense like this. I've heard too many of them." Han Bin said, "I just saw a murder down there."

"Really? You should have already doubted whether the thing stabbed by the flying knife is a human being, and not long ago you also attacked a golem and locked it in the trunk.

"If that is really a human being, I'm afraid it won't end well for you..."

"You don't need to threaten me," Han Bin said coldly, "I've had enough of your magic.

"Since you knew I was coming early in the morning, everything that happened before should have been arranged by you. The purpose is to disturb my thinking and make me feel that I have gone crazy."

"No, I didn't expect you to come...otherwise I should have stopped you earlier." Xu Mengyuan sighed, "One of the three basic assumptions of economics is the assumption of economic man.

"It assumes that everyone is rational and will seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. All the theories and derivations of economics are based on this assumption, but the behavior of individual human beings is always uncontrollable.

"What do you want to say after going around in such a long circle?" Han Bin said impatiently, "If you want to do something to me, just do it, don't wait and see."

"What I want to say is that you will not gain anything by sneaking here tonight. What drove you to make such a decision."

"I'm a policeman," Han Bin said. "My duty is to catch bad people, bad people like you."

Xu Mengyuan nodded, "Justice, one of the simplest and most precious virtues of mankind, come with me."

"Where to go?" Han Bin asked warily.

"You came here tonight to find someone, right? I have asked her for permission, and she is willing to meet you to resolve the misunderstanding between us."

"Tang Mengjia, she is indeed alive and here!" Han Bin's face darkened upon hearing this.

Xu Mengyuan shook his head gently.

Then she brought Han Bin to another guest room, Xu Mengyuan reached out and knocked on the door, and a childish female voice came out, "Come in."

That's a standard British accent.

Xu Mengyuan pushed open the door and took Han Bin into the house. Han Bin saw the handsome young Indian guy driving an Aston Martin at a glance.

At this time, he was on all fours, lying on the ground, and on his back sat a girl with a majestic expression.

She was about eleven or twelve years old, with a typical Anza look, wearing a luxurious princess dress that fell all the way to her ankles.