Inheriting a building, I became the richest man

Xiao Meng understood, this is a host ghost.

Sensing a series of actions by the opposite boss, Xiao Meng couldn't help laughing, feeling that the big boss of the hotel in the underworld is afraid of ghosts?No wonder every time I come to the hotel, I have to clear the venue in advance. It turns out that he is a little heart boss.

Afraid of hurting Boss Ba's self-esteem, Xiao Meng held back the smile with the corners of her mouth tensed, and politely smiled at MC Zhouzhou, "666, can you move your head down a little? It doesn’t look very scientific, it looks like there’s only one head, and the picture doesn’t look very good.”

The anchor ghost's face just became agitated when he heard "666", and his face darkened again when he heard the words behind him. The head hanging on the door hooked the corner of his mouth strangely, "What is like?"

Xiao Meng's intuition was not good, and the boss of the opposite house even stopped breathing.

Sure enough, the next moment the anchor ghost's head floated up a little bit, and there was nothing under the head, there was really only one head!

"I just have one head." The anchor said with a ghostly smile.

Xiao Meng felt the tightening force on his arm suddenly loosen, and looked back worriedly. The boss of the opposite house looked up at the ghostly head hanging from the ceiling in a daze. The cold sweat, has been frightened silly.

Xiao Meng has seen a horror reality show. After the guests in the show were frightened by a high intensity, the whole person could not speak out in extreme fear, but would lose their voice. Those who can scream out loud No death threats have been received.

It seems that the boss is really scared.

Xiao Meng has always believed that it is normal for people to have things to be afraid of, just like some people are afraid of cockroaches, and when they see cockroaches crawling ten meters away, they will break out in a cold sweat.

The anchor ghost's head floated towards the two of them, and the boss of the opposite house subconsciously took a step back unsteadily, and said in a very hoarse voice, "Don't come over..."

Xiao Meng naturally took a step in front of the opposite boss, stood in front of him, and stretched out her hand to stop the anchor ghost from continuing to float over, "Dude, are you going to play disco, let's go together?"

The anchor ghost excitedly said: "Come on! I didn't see it, it looks good, is it a little shaker?"

What is a little shaker?Xiao Meng didn't understand, "Come on, there's no music here, why dance?"

The anchor ghost's head began to jump up and down rhythmically, and the green light on his head began to flash along with the rhythm: "That's not all things, your brother and I are mobile DJs, come on, shake them all for me! MC Zhouzhou Take you to the toilet! Hello Mr.DJ, don't stop this rhythm! I'm having a party in my head, I can't do it without shaking!..."

This music library is a bit old, is it still a social shake?

Xiao Meng took advantage of the anchor Guizheng's intoxicated closed eyes and shook his head high, grabbed the cold sweaty hand of the host's boss and ran outside.

The owner of the opposite house looked at Xiao Meng in surprise, and then at the tightly held hand.

Xiao Meng dragged the owner of the opposite house and ran across the corridor, and was about to run to the elevator entrance, when he heard the resentful roar of the anchor ghost behind him, and the green light emitted also turned into an ominous red light, "Your uncle! You are playing me?! Even you Look down on me too!!"

The head of the anchor ghost chased him from the sky, Xiao Meng hurriedly pressed the elevator, but the elevator was unused for a long time, and it automatically went down to the first floor to entertain guests.

Seeing that the anchor ghost was about to catch up, the boss of the opposite house suddenly "lived" and dragged Xiao Meng into the next stairwell.

At the top of the stairs, Xiao Meng wanted to go downstairs, so he said hoarsely to the boss, "Go upstairs", and dragged Xiao Meng up to the fifteenth floor without giving Xiao Meng time to react.

When we got to the fifteenth floor, the owner of the other house closed the door of the stairwell, and the screams of the host ghost were no longer heard.

The fifteenth floor was brightly lit, and the two leaned side by side on the door to pant slightly, looked at each other, and then looked down at the hands they were still holding tightly together, and at the same time loosened the hands, awkwardly staggering their eyes.

Xiao Meng looked up and saw the notice board on the wall - [Office area, there is a feng shui device to ward off evil spirits, so that idle ghosts enter by mistake to avoid accidental injury]

Xiao Meng: "..." Sure enough, he is afraid of ghosts.

Pretending to be calm, the boss left the door and stood up straight, exhaled slowly, and asked, "Do you still use the bathroom? Go to my office."

Xiao Meng couldn't continue acting, so he hurriedly said: "I don't want to go, let's go to the third floor quickly, don't make the seniors wait too long."

Maybe no one cares about Xiao Meng's absence. The main reason is that the host has been abducted by him. There must be a lot of people waiting, so let's take them down quickly.

The two of them took the elevator back to the third floor. They were speechless all the way to the boss, as if nothing had happened just now, and Xiao Meng didn't expose him. After all, he was also a bully, so he had to save some face for others, and he was still in the elevator. Li kindly helped him find an excuse, and said with emotion, "Oh, I'm getting old, I can't jump anymore, and I can't play with young people."

Mr. Jiaba took a look at Xiao Meng: "..." How old are you?

In Boss Ba's eyes, Xiao Meng is like a high school student pretending to be old-fashioned. When Xiao Meng interrupted him like this, most of the tension that he saw just now faded away, and his whole body relaxed. "Didn't you run very fast just now?"

Xiao Meng glanced at him and thought, thank you for running faster.

Arriving at the banquet hall on the third floor, all the tycoons were drinking and drinking, and a high-class party had already been held amidst the melodious and elegant violin performance. Xiao Menggang and the ghost "did a dick", and suddenly had the illusion of returning to the world.

Who would have imagined that all the giants who are flourishing in the underworld on weekdays would come to the underworld for a meeting at night.

Although Uncle Yu said that this is the junction of the yang world and the underworld, but Xiao Meng thinks that it is essentially the same as the underworld. After all, few living people can enter.

When the giants saw that the host had returned, they warmly greeted the boss of the host family.

It seems that Mr. Jiaba has been wearing a vest in this circle, and everyone calls him "Len" in English.

Real estate tycoon Luo Zhongen raised his glass with a heroic smile and said, "Len, and this handsome guy, you guys are late, so you have to punish yourself with a glass."

Xiao Meng doesn't know how to drink, but he still politely took the wine glass handed by the elders. The Chinese wine table culture is still deeply rooted in these giants. Refusing the elders to offer wine on this occasion is no different from directly pouring wine on someone's face .

That's why Xiao Meng didn't like this kind of occasion, he sighed secretly, put the wine glass to his mouth, just happened to be thirsty, so he thought about drinking the wine as water.

Before Xiao Meng's lips touched the rim of the glass, the person next to him snatched the wine glass away.

Len took off some masks, revealing a tall nose bridge and perfectly shaped lips. He helped him drink the wine without saying a word, pulled on the mask, and explained in a natural tone, "Kids, you can't drink."

Xiao Meng: "?" Huh?kid?who?

The big shots laughed in understanding, and Meng Qi, who was talking to another group of big shots with Qilin not far away, followed the voice and laughed teasingly.

Zhang Yujun, a tycoon in the film and television industry next to him, looked at Xiao Meng and said with a smile, "It's true that a hero has been born as a boy since ancient times. He has made contributions to the underworld at such a young age. How tall is the kid? The conditions are good. Are you interested in making movies? If you want to go here In terms of development, I can ask teachers from Beijing Film Academy to conduct art test training for you, so don’t worry about university issues.”

Xiao Meng: "..."

Is it because the giants have bad eyesight or is he really too childlike?It's been three years since he graduated from college, so he shouldn't be given a stick to send him back to his third year of high school, right?

Finally someone remembered to ask Xiao Meng a serious question, Luo Zhongen asked, "Speaking of which, who are you?"

Xiao Meng, who had been ignored for a long time, was already numb, and raised the corner of his mouth and said, "I haven't introduced myself to everyone yet, my name is Xiao Meng, and it's Huang..."

Before the words were finished, the lights in the banquet hall suddenly went out, and everyone fell into darkness.

"Om—" There was a sharp and piercing sound from an unknown microphone.

"what happened?"

"power cut?"

"Is the show arranged by Len?"

Xiao Meng had a bad premonition, and felt that Len, who was standing beside him, suddenly became stiff again, obviously trying to pretend to be calm.

Xiao Meng kindly moved closer to him, and accidentally pressed the back of her hand to Len's instantly cold fingers.

Just about to take his hand away in embarrassment, Len grabbed Xiao Meng's hand and held it firmly.

Xiao Meng felt that Len's palms were sweating again, so he didn't move. He was born with a strong sense of responsibility, and he had an inexplicable desire to protect the boss who looked weak and pitiful at the moment. Calmly and reassuringly, "It's okay."

Suddenly, a flickering green light faintly illuminated the entire banquet hall, and everyone heard someone shouting into the microphone with a full-fledged social anchor voice.

Everyone squinted at the strobe-like green light of the nightclub and looked at the glowing ghost head suspended in the air facing the microphone.

The anchor yelled to Mai as if there was no one else around: "Friend! He holds hands, and he turns his head away when he jumps in the toilet! Life! How sad he is, Jiang Xiaobai will ask you if you are there! Everybody! Welcome to my live broadcast room, I am your good friend, MC Zhouzhou!"

Everyone: "..." What the hell?

The anchor ghost was in high spirits, flying over everyone’s heads like a spinning laser light in the bombing DJ’s accompaniment, shaking the ghost’s head intoxicated, and shouting passionately: “I can’t stop jumping into the ground! Old rockers! Give it all to me!” Shake it up!!"

Why are you an old shaker again?Xiao Meng was thinking about the meaning of the word, when the giants around him suddenly went crazy.

I saw that all the giants who were so expensive just now suddenly started to shake their heads wildly, and started to shake the shoulders of the people around them, and the scene was out of control for a while.

"**."

Xiao Meng suddenly understood.

Ah, Yaozi, that's what it means...it's quite vivid.