Chapter Forty-eight: Resentful Money Twelve
Mo Xiaolan and I took Jiang Zhong to the psychological counseling center. As soon as we stepped into the door of the psychological counseling center, we happened to meet Pang Zhuangzhuang. Pang Zhuangzhuang smiled and greeted Mo Xiaolan: "Mo Ke, your office in the second department
It was just finished, go take a look?" Mo Xiaolan ignored it and just nodded towards Pang Zhuangzhuang. I asked from the side: "Is the new office renovated from the small conference room?" Pang Zhuangzhuang nodded and said: "
You go and visit. If you need anything, please contact me. I have asked Director Hong that in terms of administrative relations, although you are a newly independent department, you are still dependent on our department. Financial accounting still has to go through us.
Of course, if Moko needs to buy something, we here will basically agree to it. We generally won’t refuse."
Listening to Pang Zhuangzhuang's lukewarm narration, the three of us had no intention of "understanding". Mo Xiaolan just said "Thank you." and took Jiang Zhong and I straight to the new office.
Jiang Zhe was a little curious. As he walked, he asked me: "Isn't that Lao Pang, the person in charge of psychological crisis intervention? Why did he call this Miss Mo 'Moko'? What kind of newly established department?" Mo Xiaolan
I just walked in front of me and paid no attention to it. I told Jiang Chong exactly how to set up the Psychological Crisis Intervention Department II and how to make Mo Xiaolan the person in charge. Jiang Chong asked me with wide eyes: "
I've got this shit all sitting on your head, how can you bear it?" As soon as I said this, I didn't mind, which made Mo Xiaolan in front of me anxious, and she turned around and faced Jiang Chong head-on.
Said: "Brother Jiang will always be my leader in my mind. Director Hong is the one who instigated dissension. Please don't instigate me!" Seeing that Mo Xiaolan was angry, Jiang Chong immediately covered it with his hands.
He spoke, turned around, and smiled playfully at me with his big eyes.
I came to the office of our Psychological Crisis Intervention Department 2 - the small conference room of the previous Psychological Crisis Intervention Department. When I saw it, I was so angry that I almost vomited blood: the style of the entire office is all pink series of warm colors, and Pang Zhuangzhuang is obviously "
"Excessively shrewd", he completely regarded Mo Xiaolan as a little girl. The entire office only focused on beauty and cuteness, completely ignoring practicality. I really don't know how Pang Zhuangzhuang obtained these pink colors in just one day.
Office supplies? Jiang Zhi looked on and laughed. Mo Xiaolan was a little embarrassed. She didn’t know whether she was happy or angry. Mo Xiaolan looked at me and said awkwardly: "Pang Ke still cares about it."
Yes, this office has put a lot of thought into it!" I said lifelessly: "Do you like it?" Mo Xiaolan is a girl after all, and it would be against her will to say she doesn't like it. Fortunately, she responded quickly and said so.
One sentence: "I'm sure I won't like it after a while." This gave me a clue.
Before we could sit down, Director Hong appeared at the door of our office. Seeing the style of the office, he let out a surprised "Ooh" and said, "Oh, this Section Chief Pang is so efficient at work. I came here in one day and this little guy
It’s great that the conference room has undergone such a gorgeous transformation. Xiao Mo, do you like it?”
Mo Xiaolan said with a smile: "Thank you, Director Hong, for having such a lovely office. How can you not like it?" Director Hong smiled and said nothing. At this time, he saw Jiang Chong present. Jiang Chong used to come to my unit often.
, so everyone in this unit basically knows Jiang Chong. Director Hong took the initiative to say hello to Jiang Chong, and Jiang Chong just nodded and said: "Director Hong's complexion is stagnant, and there are many evil spirits around him. It's still early in the evening.
Go home and stay out of some unfavorable places." Director Hong asked for trouble and ignored him. He just said to the three of us politely: "If you have any questions, please go directly to Section Chief Pang. I have already explained it to him. As long as
It’s a matter of the Psychological Crisis Intervention Department II, and it must be resolved as soon as possible.” After I thanked Mo Xiaolan, Director Hong left without looking back…,
"Who is it? Just a small department-level cadre who has such a big reputation." Jiang Zhe said disdainfully:
"Brother Jiang, you just said that Director Hong went in and out of the Fenghua place at night to scare him, or was it true?" Mo Xiaolan asked curiously:
"I don't like to tell lies. He walks too much at night. If there are no evil spirits haunting him, it would be a fantasy!" Jiang Chong said with certainty:
"Old Jiang, let's get down to business. What do you think we should do about Deputy Director Qiu?" I said:
"You only told me a general outline of Deputy Director Qiu's matter. I don't know much about it. When I came to this office, I didn't have a cup of tea or a cigarette. How can I think of a solution?" Jiang Chong took the opportunity.
"Showing off" said:
"This old Jiang treats you as one of his own, so he doesn't see anyone else. He insists on engaging in such vain tricks." I said in a feigned anger: Mo Xiaolan didn't even look at her, and hurriedly went to the tea room.
After a while, Jiang Zhen was given a cup of fine Tieguanyin. Jiang Zhen took a sip of Tieguanyin. He seemed to be still not satisfied. He stretched out two fingers and kept opening and closing them. The intention was obvious, asking for a cigarette. I took out
I bought Zhongnanhai cigarettes and was about to hand them to Jiang Chong. Jiang Chong frowned and said, "Just give me this cigarette?" Seeing that Jiang Chong was so pretentious, I immediately gave him a puff and said, "Give me a good one."
Let’s talk, this is the cigarette, smoke it or not.” After saying that, I threw the Zhongnanhai cigarette in front of him.
Seeing that he couldn't take advantage, Jiang Zhong quickly lit up Zhongnanhai and said while smoking: "Better than nothing, better than nothing."
"You smoked cigarettes and drank tea. What should you do?" I asked anxiously:
"Didn't I just say that? I just heard a general outline, but it doesn't make much sense. Please tell me the whole thing in detail, word for word." Jiang Zhe said truthfully:
Mo Xiaolan then told Deputy Director Qiu's story exactly. After listening to this, Jiang Zhe lit another cigarette. Then five words came out of his mouth unhurriedly: "This matter is a bit difficult!
"
"Why is this so difficult?" I asked quickly:
"It's difficult to find the soul of Deputy Director Qiu's cousin." Jiang Zhong said while smoking:
"Brother Jiang, aren't you a psychic? Isn't it difficult for you?" Mo Xiaolan asked in disbelief:
"It's true that I am a psychic, but on the other side of the world, there are thousands of dead souls. If you ask me to find the dead soul of Deputy Director Qiu's cousin, isn't this the same as finding a needle in a haystack?" Jiang Chong said.
explained:
"There are two places where you can find the deceased soul of Deputy Director Qiu's cousin." I said:
"Which two places?" Mo Xiaolan and Jiang Chong asked in unison:
"One is the home of Deputy Director Qiu and Mr. Qiu. Doesn't their cousin dream about him every day? You can definitely find it. The other is the tomb of Deputy Director Qiu's cousin. That is the 'home' of Deputy Director Qiu's cousin.
." I replied:
"It may be possible to find Deputy Director Qiu's cousin in the homes of Deputy Director Qiu and Mr. Qiu, but it is impossible to find the tomb." Jiang Zhe said with certainty:
"It's impossible to find the tomb? How is this possible?" Mo Xiaolan and I said in disbelief:
"You don't understand. Cremation is now popular here. In other words, the tomb contains only the ashes of the deceased. The ashes have no other use except for the memory of the deceased by the living people. After the death of the deceased, other
The souls of the dead are all wandering around, and there is no way that a small tomb can become a home for the souls of the dead." Jiang Zhe said:
"Where do those dead souls sleep?" Mo Xiaolan asked curiously:
"The dead souls don't need to sleep at all. They just wander around." Jiang Zhong said lightly:
"Then based on the current situation, we can only go to Deputy Director Qiu or Mr. Qiu's home." I said:
"But there is no guarantee that going to Deputy Director Qiu's home or the home of Mr. Qiu you mentioned will definitely find the soul of their cousin." Jiang Chong said:...,
"What's going on?" I asked:
"Dream entrustment is the only channel through which the dead can communicate with the living. But not all dead people can entrust dreams to the living casually. Generally speaking, whether the deceased can entrust dreams to the living or not depends on the birth date of the living person.
If the birth horoscope of the living person is strong enough, then no matter how hard the deceased tries, he or she will not be able to succeed in his dream." Jiang Quan said:
"In other words, the birth dates of Deputy Director Qiu and Mr. Qiu are definitely not strong enough." Mo Xiaolan said:
"It can't be said that no matter how strong the birth horoscope is, people will not suffer from the deceased's dreams every day. This is like a war of attrition. The birth horoscope is like defensive ability. If the birth horoscope is strong enough, then the defense is strong enough. The dream will be
Just like an offense, no matter how weak your birth date is, it also has a defense. No matter how much your soul appears in dreams, it will not be able to withstand the defense that exists every day. So I suspect that if you suffer from dreams every day, it is possible that the soul of Deputy Director Qiu’s cousin is in the first place.
The first time I entrusted them with a dream, their brain waves were changed so that they could have the same dream every day." Jiang Zhen judged:
"In other words: Deputy Director Qiu and President Qiu have the same dream every day. It's not the ghost of their cousin who is dreaming about it every day. It's just an implant?" Mo Xiaolan said:
"Yes!" Jiang Zhong nodded.
"In short, Deputy Director Qiu and the others were hypnotized by their cousin!" I said with enlightenment:
Chapter completed!