100 ways to be a scumbag boss

Wang Ping:......

So I'm dead?

After being stunned for a short moment, the previously chaotic memory in his mind suddenly became clear, and he also remembered what he saw in the mirror after turning on the light!

That's not him, it's a paper figure wearing his clothes but without any facial features!

"So, I was scared to death?"

New ghost, Wang Ping lowered his head somewhat dejectedly. This was the best explanation his numb and dull mind could come up with.

"No."

She crossed her legs, propped her head up lazily with her hands, and tilted her head to one side: "Someone has borrowed your luck and lifespan."

"What?!"

His eyes widened in shock!

But soon, he frowned and retorted: "But I have had average luck since I was a child. I am neither particularly lucky nor unlucky. Who can be interested in my luck?"

"Does your brother have a heart disease?"

"How do you know?" Wang Ping widened his eyes in shock.

But on second thought, she even knew that she was going to die, so it’s not surprising that she could calculate some of her family’s situations.

Subconsciously he wanted to float closer, but there seemed to be an invisible wall of air in front of her, making it difficult for him to get any closer.

"Your fortune is indeed mediocre, but for ordinary people, the greatest blessing is to live a life without disasters or misfortunes. You can go home and see if your brother's heart disease has been cured, and if your mother has become much younger."

Jinhuan had already said all that was said, so what could Wang Ping not understand?

"impossible."

Wang Ping refuted again affirmatively.

Jinhuan didn't say much, just waved his hand, and a powerful force instantly threw Wang Ping out.

By the time he had regained his composure, the ghost had already appeared in the village where he had grown up.

When he was alive, he worked day after day, year after year, and had no time to appreciate the scenery around him. After walking back and forth to the village for so many years, he discovered its grandeur for the first time!

But I am eager to return home.

In this life, the people he was most worried about were his mother and his two younger siblings. Now that he had come to his senses, he immediately rushed home in a hurry.

Along the way, he met several ghosts in a similar condition as himself. Every time he saw them, his heart skipped a beat and his legs trembled with fear.

But he soon realized that he was also a ghost and his heart had stopped long ago. However, those ghosts had lifeless eyes and passed by him without any reaction, as if they had lost their minds.

Wang Ping was a little surprised, but he didn't dare to investigate further. He just tried his best to float towards his home.

Although my younger brother has a heart disease, it is not serious. He usually only comes home during the winter and summer vacations in recent years. How could he be at home? This year he is preparing for the teacher qualification exam and is not even planning to come back for the Chinese New Year. He wants to stay in school to study.

He just transferred 1000 yuan to his brother for information and living expenses last week. How could he not be able to pay for the tuition and living expenses at home now?

That little girl must be lying.

Besides, aging is irreversible in the world, so how could a mother possibly become younger?

He forced a smile and emphasized again and again that the girl must be lying.

The speed of floating slowed down subconsciously.

Wang Ping's home was at the very end of the village. It was far away to begin with, and he deliberately slowed down, so it was even more impossible to reach it now.

At this moment, a gust of wind seemed to consciously lift him up and throw him into his own yard!