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The man in front of him is undoubtedly a very attractive person, with a well-tailored suit covering his perfect body, and a pair of silver-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose, which makes him look even more elegant.
Zhao Xiyun is undoubtedly a popular benefactor. Just standing in front of him, Jiang Mo can feel the eyes coming from all directions, jealousy, unwillingness, envy
Looking towards the source of the sight without leaving any trace, they are all young boys, some famous and some not famous, and there are several big and round "financiers" beside them. Compared with those people, Zhao Xiyun does win a lot.
"Hello, Zimo." Zhao Xiyun's voice was low, with some magnetism and indescribable ambiguity. He had been coveting Lin Zimo for more than a day or two. From the moment he knew this person, he wanted to taste it. Taste this high mountain flower.
"It's a pity that Mr. Zheng of Tianhuang protects him tightly and doesn't allow the messy atmosphere in the circle to blow onto him. No matter how itchy his heart is, he can only look away and sigh.
But things are different now. A great opportunity is in front of him. The immortal in the sky is only one step away from falling into the mortal world. He doesn't mind being the mortal who personally pulls the immortal into the mortal world.
Jiang Mo looked at Zhao Xiyun's outstretched hand without making any movement for a long time. Zhao Xiyun put down his arm regretfully, "It seems that Zimo doesn't want to make friends with me."
Wang Ke glanced at Jiang Mo threateningly, then turned to Zhao Xiyun with a smile and said, "This is the first time Xiao Mo has participated in a 'dinner party', so he may not be used to it, right, Zimo?"
Jiang Mo seemed to have reacted, turning his eyes to look at Zhao Xiyun in front of him, and said calmly: "Mr. Zhao, nice to meet you."
"Does Mr. Zhao come here often?" Jiang Mo pointed at this room with his finger.
"I don't come here often. I was invited today. Those two," Zhao Xiyun raised his chin in the direction of the other two bosses, "those two are regulars here. What's wrong? Is there something wrong here?"
His eyes stayed on a certain point in the void, "It's nothing, Mr. Zhao will"
"What's next?" Zhao Xiyun became interested, and the unhappiness that Jiang Mo just ignored quickly disappeared. It was the first time to participate in such a "dinner", and he could understand some gaffes.
"It's nothing," Jiang Mo changed the subject and suddenly asked, "Does Mr. Zhao believe there are ghosts in this world?"
Wang Ke looked at Jiang Mo as if he had seen a ghost in the blue sky. He said why Lin Zimo was acting weird today. Could it be that he had been hit too hard?
"Mr. Zhao, don't listen to Zimo's nonsense, he"
"It doesn't matter," Zhao Xiyun interrupted him, "They all say that it is better to believe that something exists than to believe something does not exist. We must always treat unknown things with awe."
At this time, Jiang Mo took a closer look at the man in front of him. Unlike the other two bosses who were full of resentment, Zhao Xiyun was clean with only a small amount of blood.
Jiang Mo looked at the gray energy bodies running around the room and felt that he was frightened. He was very sure and certain that there were no such things in the world he entered last time. What on earth is going on in this world?
These gray energy bodies are another way of human existence. According to the name of this world, they are called ghosts, another kind of life form formed after death.
He has crossed the world line, and there has never been such a thing as a "ghost" from beginning to end, but now he has seen it with his own eyes, proving that these things do exist. It seems that this world is not as harmless as it appears.
For Zhao Xiyun, Jiang Mo is not sure whether he really doesn't know that "ghosts" exist, or whether he is hiding the truth he knows. If the existence of "ghosts" was not caused in a day or two, then there are always some people who know about them. exist.
"Mr. Zhao is very transparent." Regardless of whether he really knows or pretends to know, with such an idea, it's no wonder that he can become what he is today.
Hearing this, Zhao Xiyun smiled, picked up the wine glass on the waiter's tray and took a sip. This was his and Wang Ke's secret signal. When Wang Ke saw him doing this, his eyes changed, and he said goodbye and left.
In the noisy room, only their area was separated. It seemed that no matter how noisy the environment was, it could not reach this corner. Zhao Xiyun put down his wine glass, "Zimo is different from what the information said."
"Data is dead and people are alive. Isn't it normal to be different?"
"Hahaha," Zhao Xiyun laughed, "You are right. It is useless for me to claim that I am not a person who judges people by their appearance, but I made the most basic mistake."
He straightened his expression, "Since Zimo is capable, why would he have to have such a 'dinner party'?"
He has always been accurate in judging people, otherwise he would not be where he is today. Lin Zimo seems to be indifferent to the outside world and seems to know nothing. In fact, this is not the case. He; Seeing how menacingly these ghosts were coming, they obviously had no good intentions towards the man beside him, but for some reason they couldn't get close to the man. But this situation can't last long. According to the driver, this situation has happened not once or twice. Jiang Mo can feel that the "qi" surrounding the man that protects him is gradually weakening. When this "qi" is completely destroyed by the ghost, Erosion, it is not difficult to imagine what will happen to men.
Meeting is fate, and for the sake of the man giving him a ride, Jiang Mo doesn't mind helping him.
Jiang Mo doesn¡¯t know any spells, but the power of his soul can swallow up all energy bodies, and these ghosts are no exception. After sweeping away the fog in the car, Jiang Mo held his chin and said to the man beside him:
"I am a singer, and I work part-time to deal with" His eyes slipped out of the car window, "These things, in return for my husband giving me a ride, I don't mind solving some small troubles for him."
As soon as he finished speaking, the gray mist outside the car window disappeared in an instant. The man's eyes were no longer as calm as dead water. The very shallow ripples spread out, and his eyes towards Jiang Mo also took on a different meaning.
He looked sideways at Jiang Mo and moved his lips slightly, "My surname is Gu, Gu Zheng. This is my business card. If you need anything, you can call me."
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