Mainly, I don’t know how to do it. This kind of work requires professional talent, right?
The kid was also too worried, so he went to the doctor in a hurry.
Think about it carefully, don’t heavenly masters generally only catch ghosts and draw talismans?
The man with glasses seemed to notice the movement at the door and looked up.
"Girl, is something wrong?" he asked.
The voice is very hoarse and deep.
He must be sick.
Yun Sangyu walked in:
"Hello." He greeted.
The man stood up from the ground, patted his clothes again, and had an expression on his face that looked uglier than crying:
"Sorry, I made you laugh."
I just couldn't control myself and lost my temper.
Yun Sangyu doesn't care about this:
"Can you tell me what's going on?" asked directly.
The man was also very angry inside and just wanted to vent his anger.
“Our company had previously negotiated a cooperation with Li’s Group, but because of our company’s leaders’ poor decision-making, Li’s directly terminated the contract.
I came here today just to talk about whether we can continue the cooperation and let our company generate another level of profit."
Yun Sangyu listened very carefully:
"Then what?"
The man with glasses took a deep breath:
"I stayed up three nights in a row writing the plan. I was in such a hurry when I left that I forgot to bring it with me."
It's true that when the house leaks, it rains all night.
The general outline of the matter was almost understood, but Yun Sangyu could see that the man's collapse was not just because of this.
Things at work are easy to solve, but some psychological and spiritual matters are not.
"What's your last name?"
"Ah, my surname is Cao, and my single name is Yue."
"Cao Yue!"
"Yes, it is."
Yun Sangyu nodded slightly, then looked at it calmly.
This Cao Yue, judging from his appearance, will definitely be good in career in the future, but he lost his son in middle age.
Looking at Xiao Guitou again, he really looks like Cao Yue. He is almost carved from the same mold.
But from Xiao Guitou's point of view, he and Cao Yue have a very shallow father-son relationship.
When the little ghost saw that Yun Sangyu had been silent, he became anxious:
"Heavenly Master! Heavenly Master!" shouted.
Yun Sangyu squinted her eyes before speaking again:
"Mr. Cao, you had a son. Unfortunately, he died in an accident, right?"
???
Cao Yue suddenly raised his head:
"You, how do you know?" asked.
Yun Sangyu glanced at Xiao Guitou, her eyes indicating, 'Do you want to tell him?'
The little devil seems to not know whether he should do it or not?
So confused.
Seeing this, Yun Sangyu stopped asking the little ghost head. What can a little kid understand?
"Mr. Cao, don't worry about how I know, yes or no?"
Cao Yue nodded:
"yes!"
"Mr. Cao, can you tell me the date of birth of the child?"
Cao Yue was puzzled:
"Girl, what do you want to do?"
The skepticism is very obvious.
This is something a normal person should be suspicious of, right?
You don't even know anyone, so you ask someone such a private question?
Moreover, he was so straight to the point and not subtle at all.
Yun Sangyu coughed:
"Sorry, I asked too hastily.
Let me introduce myself first, my surname is Yun, and I had the honor to meet a child a few days ago."
Child?
Then what?
Yun Sangyu glanced at Cao Yue slightly deeply:
"If nothing else, Mr. Cao also knows that kid."
"Oh, is it so?"
Cao Yue really became more and more confused the more he listened.