Bai Su's face was covered with the booklet he brought over.

Human beings have no idea how he sneaked in. When they saw someone carrying strange things, the strong man ran over and took a look. After finding out that it was a book printed by their company, they just let it go.

As long as you read their company’s books and buy their products, we will be good friends!

But where did the book in this black-haired young man’s hand come from?

The strong man who left glanced back again. The unfamiliar cover and familiar title didn't look like the version they had recently distributed.

Feeling a little itchy, but struggling with the task, the strong man still walked back to his post, dutifully keeping his posture and acting as a decoration behind the scenes.

The strong man stood slightly to the side so as not to scare the big shot who was coming later.

"So, who is the big shot?"

"I don't know. Sister, I think it's clearer."

The strong men gathered together and whispered to each other, and the "eldest sister" they mentioned sneezed downstairs.

My nose suddenly felt itchy. In order to look at the elegant and delicate woman, I turned my face away and coughed in the direction of no one.

Then the delicate woman rubbed the tip of her nose and quickly followed the footsteps of the person in front.

A total of four people were sent down to inspect, but only two were mainly responsible.

Why does she think so? Because it’s obvious at first glance.

The two men were wearing thick cloaks, and the hoods were worn on their heads to cover their heads. The brim of the hat hung in front of their eyes. It was difficult to see the faces under the hoods without looking at it from a lower angle.

By the way, the outer side of the cloak is red, and it seems to have different patterns on the inside. A golden cord is threaded together at the shoulders, and a knot is tied on the chest.

The cloak is long and wide, covering most of the wearer's body, and the hem almost reaches the ground.

For some reason, the delicate woman couldn't see the specific pattern clearly when she looked over.

If you put this kind of dressing up on the street, people will suspect that it is a cosy, and they will also be asked which version of Little Red Riding Hood the cosplay is.

Fortunately, the humans who came this time were escorted by a special car, so they avoided being watched by passers-by.

Even so, I still met several residents of the building while going upstairs.

Aunts and mothers who had returned from shopping for groceries were waiting for the elevator. When they saw a group of people coming over and wanted to say hello, they turned around and showed hesitation.

Residents in the building: "What are you..."

Pretty woman: "This is what we are..."

The delicate woman was at a loss for words. She forced herself to calm down and greeted her aunts and mothers, and then sent her superiors into the elevator.

While everyone was standing in the elevator waiting to go up, one of the aunt-like women mysteriously came to the ear of the delicate woman and said: "I understand, young people, what are you doing in cosplay?"

"...Huh?"

"Just, it's cool, my daughter often plays with it."

"No, it's not."

"No?" The aunt was confused, and soon she thought of something else, "Is that... performance art?"

"...No."

Seeing that the aunt-like woman was about to ask something more outrageous, the elevator suddenly stopped on the floor where this woman lived.

She regretfully said goodbye to her little sisters and the pretty women, and walked out with the vegetable basket, leaving the pretty women to breathe a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, fortunately, I didn’t say anything more disrespectful.

The delicate woman glanced from behind to the front. The two men in cloaks didn't react at all. I don't know if they didn't hear or didn't care.

The elevator stopped and went, and after stopping several times, only the pretty woman and the four online people she had received were left.

"Guys, should we take a break first or go directly to the conference room?"

The delicate woman put her hands behind her back, glanced at the message she received, and tactfully guided the topic to the latter option.

No matter what happens, she has to take a break first, and she has to send a message to her colleagues to ask them to prepare quickly——

"No need, go directly to the conference room." A hoarse male voice came from the front. The delicate woman recognized it and it seemed that one of the cloaked men spoke, "There is no need to notify your people to prepare."
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"And..." the hoarse male voice paused for a moment, "I will solve your little questions afterwards."

——... was seen through.

Cold sweat broke out in an instant. Even though she knew it was one of her own, the delicate woman's eyes still shrank.

There was no prompt for her message, and she typed blindly on her mobile phone behind her back, so she would not be discovered from any angle.

The people above didn't speak anymore, and the elevator was completely silent until it stopped.

However, the delicate woman still opened her mouth and asked: "How did you know?"

The cloaked man who had just stepped out of the elevator turned his head. From under the hood, he seemed to be able to see a stagnant eye blinking, and the black color became highlighted and warmed.

"Isn't it...obvious?"

The hoarse male voice replied.

……

Coming.

The unpleasant smell is getting closer and closer, rising vertically from the ground to a high place, and then getting closer horizontally.

The smell circulated outside the conference room. I didn't want to know what they exchanged while they were staying outside the door. After three or four minutes, the disgusting smell pushed in the door.

Five people walked in. In addition to the pretty women I saw yesterday, there were four more unknown beings. The two of them were in neat suits and looked more like they were sitting in an office.

The three people are all contaminated by the smell, not the subject.

As for the remaining two people... Bai Su took off the book that covered his face, opened his eyes and looked at the other corner of the room.

The remaining two people are simply the source of walking smell.

The people in cloaks walked from the back of the room to the front. In order to match their appearance, the environment of the conference room was greatly changed.

Putting aside those specially hung burgundy curtains, it would be very strange to see something like this in a conference room.

There are also strange patterns painted on the back of the burgundy curtain, which makes it difficult to see clearly when being transported in an environment without lights, but this does not bother Bai Su.

The whiteboard and white curtain in front have been removed, and strictly speaking, the style of the seats underneath has also been changed, from modern metal seats to wooden chairs covered with red velvet.

The same goes for the podium. The dark wood color looks like it's old, and it looks very old at first glance, but it's polished to a shiny shine. It's obvious that the people who maintained it are very attentive.

Hmm...if you look closely, you can see a few touches of red embedded in the wooden texture.

The entire conference room is decorated in a... European style? Medieval style? A style that is not very close to the reinforced concrete forest.

Coupled with the cloaked man slowly walking from the podium, this scene looks really weird.

This scene should appear in a movie rather than reality.

Obviously An Xiangwen thought so. He began to feel restless from the moment the environment decoration changed, and the moment the cloaked man entered the room, his uneasiness reached its peak.

"Fuck." He swore in a breathy voice. The curly-haired young man lowered his head and did not look at the cloaked man. "How can I..."

An Xiangwen thought about the mysterious Fuzhao Temple, and then thought about the scene in front of him... He was also a little unlucky.

The curly-haired young man's drooping gaze moved to the black-haired young man on the left after a few streams.

The black-haired young man holds a book in his hand, and the open pages still cover most of his face, leaving only a pair of bottomless black eyes with disgust on the surface.

Ah...disgusted?

The curly-haired young man blinked.

Bai Su's emotions are a bit rare. Most of the time, he doesn't have much mood swings in front of An Xiangwen. Whether he is happy or sad, his brother Bai has very weak emotions.

But it's different now, the disgust is so strong that it's almost overflowing from my emotions.

"White——" As soon as the curly-haired young man uttered a syllable, a book stretched out from the side pressed against his lips.

"Shh." Bai Su moved his hands very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the book was removed from his face and placed on the human side, "It's better not to say some words."

The emotion of disgust was suppressed again and again, and the drooping eyes returned to normal when they were closed and opened again.

In other words, I used too much force, creating a hollow feeling.

The cloaked man over there walked up to the podium, and after the two discussed, one of them stood in front.

"Are these people?" asked the cloaked man who was half a step behind.

The pretty woman who was asked nodded slightly: "Yes...is there too many people? If there are too many, I can take a few controllable ones out..."

The man in cloak at the back twitched his lips: "No, there aren't many people." On the contrary, there are a bit less.

The man in the cloak originally thought he could seat a room full of people, but he didn't know that it was only a few short of half of it. The branch below... the branch's business capabilities were also too poor.

The cloaked man pulled up his hood and reluctantly accepted the food from the people below.

The delicate woman paused for a moment and retreated silently.

Retreating to the corner, her eyes met the young man beside her, and then she shook her head.
To be continued...