After sending the wrong order, I got angry with the Lord of the Underworld

At the end of August, the air is still full of dry heat.

The sky was gloomy, but the dark clouds did not completely cover the sun, and the street was directly split into two parts by light and shadow.

Because it was going to rain, the dry heat was mixed with sultry heat, which made people feel a little out of breath.

However, for those who work in office buildings, the environmental problems outside will not affect them.

"Let's just let's go..."

"Who saw my USB flash drive?"

"Why is the printer on strike? Help, it's urgent!"

Everyone in the office building is in a busy state. To describe it in the words of modern humans, this group of people should be called social animals.

However, there is a person whose style of painting is completely opposite to theirs.

A man in a neat suit stepped into the office area unhurriedly, passing through this group of busy people.

When he arrived at the office door, he looked down at his watch, arranged his clothes again, and then opened the door and entered.

"I really envy Mr. Yan." A young man touched his bald head, and said with emotion: "He is handsome and rich, and the key is that he is very nice."

"Isn't it?" The fingers of the woman next to him were jumping rapidly on the keyboard, "If my boyfriend is half as good as Mr. Yan, I will die without regret."

The president Yan they were talking about was the man in a suit just now, his full name was Yan Yuanzhao, and he was the vice president of this company.

At the same time, it was also Yu Qing's task target this time.

"It's a pity..." Yu Qing looked at Yan Yuanzhao who was sitting at the office desk working seriously, and smacked his lips, "It's a terrible death."

Yan Yuanzhao's method of death was homicide, which was a wrongful death.

However, the order information given to him by the dead app didn't contain anything about the murder, and Yan Yuanzhao didn't seem to have any complaints at the moment, so Yu Qing planned to observe.

After all, customers who can go online without an app are good people full of resentment.

"Tell me, what might be the source of his resentment?" Yu Qing glanced at Mu Yuanzhi who had been looking out the window, a little curious, "Shouldn't business people like you have a strong mental capacity?"

He remembered that when Mu Yuanzhi saw him, he didn't panic at all.

Even after death is very calm.

"Everyone has a different personality and a different attitude towards things. No one stipulates that business people must have a strong psychological endurance. You are making generalizations."

Mu Yuanzhi looked at the heavy traffic under his feet, but he didn't know what he was thinking, and there was a touch of emotion in his tone, "And how could I know the source of his resentment."

Yu Qing: ...

Sure enough, asking is tantamount to not asking.

Yu Qing took a breath, and felt that he was thousands of years older than Mu Yuanzhi, and belonged to the generation of Mu Yuan's ancestors, so he shouldn't care about a kid.

Thinking of this, the gloom in his heart was swept away, and he even looked at Mu Yuanzhi with some kindness in his eyes.

"It's okay, I just don't know." Yu Qing showed a kind smile. If it wasn't for the height problem, he might reach out and touch Mu Yuanzhi's head, "We can observe together."

Mu Yuanzhi didn't answer, and stared at Yu Qing for a long time, until Yu Qing could hardly maintain that kind smile, he said again: "You...you forgot to bring your brain when you went out today? "

Yu Qing took a deep breath and recited it silently several times not to care about his grandson, but still couldn't help but gritted his teeth and said, "If you don't know how to speak human words, you can donate your mouth to those in need."

After spending so many days together, Yu Qing realized a profound fact——

Mu Yuan's death was not wronged at all.

Even if he didn't kill by mistake, he would be beaten to death one day with a sack.

"It's a good thing you're not my offspring." Yu Qing beeped softly, "Otherwise I'd rather end my descendants."

Mu Yuanzhi glanced at him sideways, "Do you have descendants?"

Yu Qing was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that he was really dead.

While Yu Qing and Mu Yuanzhi were fighting each other, Yan Yuanzhao was still working hard.

He carefully looked at the document in his hand, couldn't help frowning, then raised his hand and dialed the assistant's phone, "Amy, ask Xiao Xiao to redo the plan, and I'll mark all the bugs. "

"Alright Mr. Yan." Amy replied.

"Also, ask Xiao Liu to prepare the materials needed for the meeting." Yan Yuanzhao said, looking at the time, "The partner will be here in another hour."

There was some paper rubbing sound from Amy's side, and within two seconds she responded again: "Alright Mr. Yan."

"Is that Amy a robot?" Yu Qing yawned and collapsed on the sofa in Yan Yuanzhao's office, "I can only say these four words."

"An excellent employee needs to be very obedient." Mu Yuanzhi said, and glanced at Yu Qing, "Also, it's Amy."

Yu Qing felt that he was connoted, "You are killing the nature of employees."

Yan Yuanzhao explained some precautions, and Amy memorized them all.After hanging up the phone, he breathed a sigh of relief and squeezed the space between his brows wearily.

"His grievances don't come from work, do they?" Yu Qing looked at the pile of documents on Yan Yuanzhao's desk and thought it was very likely.

After all, if he had to deal with so much work, he would definitely complain in his heart.

But this time Yu Qing didn't rush to brainwash him, but chose to observe again.

If the judgment is wrong, it would be a slap in the face.

Yan Yuan looked at the documents for a while, and was really dizzy, so he went out and washed his face with cold water.

He propped his hands on the sink, looked at himself in the mirror, a little confused, "Is it really worth it?"

The current life has almost crushed him.

After finishing speaking, Yan Yuanzhao shook his head again, and smiled wryly, "But I don't have a choice right now."

He exhaled and adjusted his mentality before slowly leaving the bathroom.

It's just that he just walked out of the aisle, and before he had time to turn the corner, he bumped into a female colleague who was walking from the other side.

Coincidentally, the female colleague was holding a cup of coffee in her hand.

Because of this collision, the scalding hot coffee almost splashed on Yan Yuanzhao's body, causing his face to change.

And at that moment, a sternness flashed in Yan Yuanzhao's eyes, but it disappeared soon.

Yan Yuanzhao endured the burning in his chest, and pulled the female colleague who was about to fall, "Are you okay?"

"It's all right." The female colleague still hadn't reacted, her voice was still shaking, "Thank you, Mr. Yan."

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw the large coffee stain on Yan Yuanzhao's chest, and her eyes widened immediately, "Yes... I'm sorry, Mr. Yan, may I wash it for you?"

Yan Yuanzhao also lowered his head, feeling a little headache looking at the coffee stains, but he still said "It's okay".He tugged on his collar, rarely getting restless, and his walking pace was much faster.

"I remember he's going to see the partner in an hour." Yu Qing looked at Yan Yuanzhao who went back to the bathroom again, took off his suit and was washing it, and sized it up, "Yo, I can't see that there are still eight yuan left." What about the abs?"

Mu Yuanzhi frowned, "Haven't you heard the saying "See no evil?"

"Human etiquette, what does it matter to me?" Yu Qing was very confident, "Besides, it's not like I don't have abdominal muscles."

While he doesn't have an eight-pack, those are abs.

Mu Yuan didn't know what to say for a while, so he simply chose not to say anything.

I don't know what material the suit is made of. Yan Yuanzhao rubbed it for a long time, but he didn't remove the coffee stains, but let it spread.

Yan Yuanzhao closed his eyes and slowed down, and couldn't help but beat the wooden partition next to him.

All the dark birds that had been hidden just now emerged, and Yan Yuanzhao in the mirror was full of gloom, far from the gentle and jade-like image just now.

"Could this be the legendary face-changing?" Yu Qing circled around Yan Yuanzhao and complained, "But I don't understand this kind of person. He's obviously upset, but he just doesn't say anything, and then runs to this life Sullen... isn't he afraid of suffocating himself to death?"

Mu Yuanzhi also stared at Yan Yuanzhao for a while, and then said, "Perhaps, this is the reason for his resentment."

Always habitually hiding your true self is also a disease.

Yu Qing nodded, and was about to say something when he was interrupted by an abrupt beep from the phone.

Yan Yuanzhao picked up the phone and glanced at it, his face suddenly turned pale.