Chapter 32: World of the Dead (1)

"Mr. Yin, please stay! Let's sit down and talk slowly." Zhang Yunfei was speechless by Yin Hui's move of advancing before retreating. He was like a tamed sheep, extremely well-behaved.

Yin Hui looked around, frowned and relaxed slightly, pulling Tang Yan to sit down again. This time, Zhang Yunfei stood up in person and took the initiative to give him the position of guest of honor, but Yin Hui was not interested in his behavior.

, just shook his head, pretended to evade, and then went back to the original place.

After clearing her throat and taking her third sip of red wine, Yin Hui spoke: "Mr. Zhang, I have an abrupt question, is your grandpa Zeng not alive past the age of fifty?"

His eyes were fixed on Zhang Yunfei without blinking.

Although Zhang Yunfei didn't know why the guy in front of him changed the topic again, he still nodded after pondering for a moment.

"Then the same goes for your grandpa!"

Zhang Yunfei nodded yes again.

"Besides, your father will never live to be fifty." Yin Hui looked at Mr. Zhang and said with a half-smile.

"You...you dare to curse my uncle in front of him. You are a guest, and others are letting you go to give you face. Do you really think you can go on unscrupulously?" No need to ask, Luo Zhe is still very worried about fanning the flames.

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Zhang Yunfei's temperament was much more steady than his, but his pupils shrank and he calmly stopped Luo Zhe, signaling him not to speak. Then he looked at Yin Hui and said sincerely: "Ignore him, you continue talking."

"I wonder where uncle is now?"

"My father is in the office dealing with some trivial matters at hand." Zhang Yunfei answered calmly.

"Oh, today should be my uncle's fiftieth birthday, right?" Yin Hui looked at Zhang Yunfei and asked.

Zhang Yunfei nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes, today is my father's fiftieth birthday. I have booked the entire club for the evening to celebrate my father's birthday."

"Well, yes, I have received the invitation from Mr. Zhang. Now my uncle is preparing for his fiftieth birthday, but you said that he will not live to be fifty. This is not a curse, hum!" Luo Zhemu

With a fierce look on his face, he seemed ready to hold on.

Yin Hui sneered: "If you don't believe it, I don't have to tell you. But don't regret it then."

"Wait a minute!" Zhang Yunfei unexpectedly stopped the two people's verbal dispute again. He stood up respectfully and said in a tactful tone: "Sir, please continue talking. I have long felt that there is something fishy in this matter.

I always feel...I always feel that my father's behavior these days is strange." Speaking of this, his expression was a bit subtle and difficult to capture.

"I have nothing to say, let's go see uncle now." Yin Hui stood up and whispered a few words in Tang Yan's ear, asking her to wait for him here.

"Invite you this way." Zhang Yunfei made a gesture of invitation, and Yin Hui walked arrogantly in front of his lowered head.

This made everyone present dumbfounded. The boss of Yidun Building actually made fun of Yin Hui's waist. How old is this guy?

Therefore, as soon as Mr. Luo, Mr. Zhang and Mr. Yin Hui left, Tang Yan was immediately surrounded by everyone, either envious or fawning over her.

"Tang Yan, I really didn't expect you, a little girl, to be so happy. Your boyfriend is not only handsome and beautiful, but he also has such a good background."

"Yes, our Miss Tang Yan is not bad looking either."

Everyone surrounded Tang Yan with their words. The happy Tang Yan seemed to have fallen into a honeypot, smiling sweeter than anyone else.

And I was praising Yin Hui in my heart: "I really didn't expect that this boy, who usually has a cynical image, would actually pretend to be the same on big occasions. But it's okay, because many people who couldn't stand me in the past also looked at me.

We started to win over each other."

The more I think about it, the sweeter it becomes. I want to reward this boy well when I go back. A woman's vanity is satisfied, but she doesn't hesitate to pay any price.

Yin Hui walked at the forefront, led by Zhang Yunfei into a luxurious office. It was even more luxurious than the presidential suite. This is upper class, this is status.

But Yin Hui didn't pay attention to this. On the contrary, his hands began to tremble, because he did not expect that the potential Yin energy in this office was so strong that it even penetrated deeply into the bone marrow like a knife.

It has started to get abnormal. Yin Hui sighed in his heart.

"What's going on in this office?" He turned to look at Zhang Yunfei.

Zhang Yunfei replied respectfully: "My father only moved into this abandoned office in the past year. This office has been abandoned for five or six years, and no one has ever come in, but my father insisted on moving in. We are all stubborn.

But my father had no choice but to agree."

Yin Hui nodded slightly. He had already concluded that this dark place was definitely not that simple.

He took a deep breath, calmed his mind a little, and then continued walking.

After turning a few corners, I saw a luxurious office. Although the decoration was very luxurious, the lighting was extremely dim and only the shadows of some items could be vaguely seen.

These are nothing, but I wonder if the owner here changed all the lights on both sides of the corridor to green because of a prank or some kind of quirk, and the sparkling lights spread from top to bottom, making people feel

People have a visual difference of being in the underworld.

The originally luxurious decoration also became extremely weird and distorted under the reflection of the light.

Luo Zhe and others followed closely behind. Seeing this scene, they couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

"Zhang...Mr. Zhang, why did you make the office like this?" Luo Zhe's lips visibly began to tremble when he spoke, and even his originally high-pitched tone turned into a stuttering vibrato.

In this weird environment, it was like a crisp note, pushing the atmosphere to a climax.

Zhang Yunfei's heart also tightened, and he said to himself: "No, the lights were brightly lit here a few days ago? It's only been a month since I came here, who changed the light bulbs?"

Yin Hui was in front, without saying a word. No one saw that his backlit left hand had gently opened the talisman bag hidden at his waist.

He is not a living Bodhisattva, nor is he a divine fortune teller. No one knows how far things have developed. But his intuition tells him that this trip is too late.

And it's not even a half hour late.

The door of the office is made of red lacquered wood, with a streamlined golden lock, and is coupled with the six regular scripts of "General Manager's Office" that highlight the style, making it simple yet solemn.

But now, it is locked, tightly locked.

Yin Hui turned sideways and gave up the vacated space to Zhang Yunfei. After all, the relationship between the other party and the people inside was father and son, and it was not her turn to knock on the door to say hello.

Zhang Yunfei was very anxious at the moment. It could be seen from the intensity of his knocking on the door, three long and one short, without any pause in between.

"Father!"

"Father! I am Yunfei!"

If it were normal, there would definitely be an old and serious response from inside: "Well, come in!"

There are no fathers and sons in the officialdom, and the same is true in the workplace. Over the past few decades, Zhang Yunfei has become accustomed to his father's attitude towards him, but now...

My father did not have the habit of taking a nap. Even if he worked too hard, he would just close his eyes for a while and wake up immediately if there was any movement around him. It is precisely because of this kind of hard work that Yidun Building is what it is today.

This made Zhang Yunfei's heart go cold. So he turned his head impatiently and looked at Yin Hui with a pleading look.

He knew that the only one who could help him right now was this young man.

But Yin Hui was no longer there. At this moment, he was parked by the ventilation window about five or six meters away from the door, expressionless.

It is a glass window, and everything inside can be clearly seen from the outside.

Follow the wind and listen carefully. It's very quiet inside, no one speaks.

Even the rhythm of breathing is difficult to collect.

Yin Hui looked back at Zhang Yunfei: "Mr. Zhang, how long has it been since you visited your father?"

Zhang Yunfei thought about it carefully and replied in the most standardized language possible: "This is not only the place where my father works, but also where he eats and lives. He usually lives here, and we rely on msn to communicate. Even

Tonight's banquet was also contacted by him on MSN. The last time he came was a month ago, mainly to get some business document approvals." Speaking of this, Zhang Yunfei swallowed and he could already feel the tone of Yin Hui's tone.
Chapter completed!