Urban Demon Slayer

The secretary's surname is Jiang. She used to serve Liu Feng, but now she's just following the lead.

Although there is a prince and a courtier, you have not replaced Secretary Jiang, and Secretary Jiang is loyal to him!

After receiving the order, Secretary Jiang came to the sales department.

The sales department was deserted, and most of the employees were running business outside, with only a few guarding the phone and constantly making calls. As soon as Secretary Jiang entered, he saw Xing Chuan in the corner.

Xing Chuan sat on the workstation, his head lowered, he didn't know what to hold in his arms, and he was still muttering to himself.

Feeling that something was wrong with Xing Chuan, Secretary Jiang did not go directly, but asked an employee next to him: "What is he doing?"

"It's nothing, after the failure of the competition manager, it became like this! We talked to him, but he scolded us instead! Manager Wang said, give him three days, if he is still like this, let him get out Go home!" The employee rolled his eyes, obviously disliking Xing Chuan.

Secretary Jiang frowned slightly.

This can't be done. After all, he's an old employee, so why can't he even take this blow?

Secretary Jiang walked over and patted Xing Chuan on the shoulder lightly.

"Old Xing..."

Secretary Jiang wanted to comfort him, but Xing Chuan turned his head sharply, revealing a thin face, his eye sockets were deeply sunken, and his eyeballs were also covered with red blood, like a ghost who had just crawled out of hell. !

"Ouch!" Secretary Jiang stepped back in fright and fell to the ground.

"Secretary Jiang, are you okay?" Xing Chuan quickly reached out to help him.

"What is this?!" Secretary Jiang saw the green jar in Xing Chuan's arms at a glance, with a black and white photo of a little boy on it.

"No, nothing..." Xing Chuan quickly covered it up.

"Lao Xing, how could you bring the urn to the company..." Secretary Jiang asked in a trembling voice.

"No...not an urn..." Xing Chuan hugged the green jar tightly.

"Old Xing, go home and rest for a few days, and come back to work when you recover..." Secretary Jiang stood up and took a few steps back.

"No, I don't rest. I have worked for the company for more than ten years. You can't just fire me!" Xing Chuan's voice suddenly became sharp, attracting other salesmen to look here.

"Lao Xing, I don't want to fire you, I want you to go home and rest for a few days..." Secretary Jiang waved his hand and motioned for other salesmen to come over to appease Xing Chuan, and he took the opportunity to quickly slip out of the sales department.

...

in the chairman's office.

"Bring an urn to work? Is there a problem with his mental state? That won't work, he has to go home!" You Qi said with a frown.

"Well, let me do this, Lao Xing can't be stimulated now, I'll find a way to get his family to come over!" Secretary Jiang quickly calculated in his mind.

Leaving Youyou's office, Secretary Jiang stood in the corridor, called Xing Chuan's wife first, and euphemistically said Xing Chuan's current state, hoping that she would come over and pick him up as soon as possible.

After doing this, Secretary Jiang breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and walked towards the bathroom.

in the bathroom.

Secretary Jiang just unbuttoned his pants when the door opened, and Xing Chuan walked in with a green jar.

"Why did you drive me away?!" Xing Chuan's eyes were splitting, his face was full of hideousness.

"Lao Xing, listen to me..." Secretary Jiang held his pants in one hand and blocked Xing Chuan's direction with the other, for fear that the other party would do something impulsive.

"Dang--"

A strange sound suddenly sounded, and the green jar shook for a while, and then the lid suddenly flew up, and the phantom of a little boy floated out.

The little boy was naked and pale, but his eyes were black and his lips were red, and he looked extremely terrifying.

"This is..." Secretary Jiang stared.

"call out--"

The little boy's phantom rushed towards Secretary Jiang. Secretary Jiang tried his best to hit with his hands, but he couldn't hit at all. The other party had no real body at all!

The little boy jumped on Secretary Jiang's head and bit his forehead fiercely.

There was no injury or bloodshed, but Secretary Jiang's eyes quickly slackened, as if his soul had been evacuated, and then fell heavily to the ground with a "bang".

The little boy returned to the jar in Xing Chuan's arms with a "squeak".

"Wang Qianchen... I want your life..." Xing Chuan held the jar and gave out bursts of grim smiles.

...

South of the city, near the machine repair shop.

"Have you found the white dog?" Wang Qianchen squatted on the ground and looked at the stray dogs in front of him in surprise.

For a whole afternoon, almost all the dogs in the city moved to help Wang Qianchen find the slender white dog.

"Wang Wang!" Several dirty stray dogs barked.

"Go, take me there!" Wang Qianchen suddenly became energetic.

Several stray dogs immediately ran towards the door of the machine repair shop, and Wang Qianchen quickly followed.

This is a long-abandoned mechanic repair shop, with rusty large machinery piled up everywhere, as well as dilapidated factory buildings with mottled bricks and the word "demolition" written on the walls. bustling.

Wang Qianchen followed a few stray dogs for most of the factory area, and suddenly saw a slender white dog flashing past the corner in front of him.

Because he drank and had a fever that night, Wang Qianchen's memory was not much left, but when he only saw the shadow of the white dog, he had a strong feeling that it must be it.

It's what bites itself!