A lonely life, without relatives, no close friends, and even the house you live in is not considered a home, but a place to stay.

At this moment, Dao Nian's image in Shen Chang'an's eyes was synonymous with sadness, loneliness and helplessness. He nodded quickly: "Everyone has a home, but some people's homes are more lively and some people's homes are more deserted."

Dao Nian put down his chopsticks: "But everyone has it?"

"Not only humans, but also animals. Look at the gods and monsters in Journey to the West, they also have their own mansions or caves." Chen Chang'an used clean chopsticks to pick up fish in the bowl of Dao Nian. "Where is your home is at peace, where do you want to set up your home?"

"Do you like this place?" Dao Nian asked.

"Here?" Chen Changan turned his head and looked at Liu Mao who was busy in the room, the parrots jumping around on the bird stand, and the young man who was burying his head in the garden, nodded, "I like it."

"Then this is my home." As soon as Dao Nian finished speaking, a thunder suddenly sounded from the sky, and the strong wind rushed towards him with rain, causing the windows to crackle.

Daonian looked at the lightning and thunder outside the window and said nothing, and the whole house became particularly quiet.

"Dao Nian?" Chen Changan dragged his stool and leaned against Dao Nian. "Don't be afraid, it's just a thunder. It's a bit strange to hit thunder in this season."

The night when Shanquan Valley came back, the scene of Zhang Gu being struck by lightning suddenly flashed in Chen Chang'an's mind. Is there someone going through the tribulation again?

"Yes." After looking at Chen Chang'an, who was only half an arm away from him, Dao Nian swallowed back the three words "I'm not afraid". It is said that when humans get along, they occasionally show weakness to enhance the relationship between the two.

Seeing that Dao Nian was hanging his head and not talking, Chen Chang'an couldn't help but start to think about it again. The little Dao Nian, fearing the thunder, squatted alone in the corner of the empty house, trembling, no one accompanied him or comforted him.

The more I thought about it, the more distressed I felt. Chen Changan reached out and patted Daonian on the shoulder: "We will play games together tonight, and wait until the thunderstorm stops before going to bed."

"No." Dao Nian refused without thinking, "Mature men should go to bed early and get up early."

“It’s different tonight.”

“Where is different?”

"I... are afraid of thunder." Chen Changan put his arm on Dao Nian's shoulder, "You can accompany me."

Daonian stared at him for a few seconds: "Okay."

Chen Chang'an laughed in his heart. Dao Nian, who was obviously afraid of thunder but chose not to talk about it, was so cute.

"Are you laughing?"

"I'm not laughing." Chen Changan quickly picked up a chopstick and put it in Dao Nian bowl, "You must have read it wrong."

"Eyes." Dao Nian looked at Chen Chang'an seriously, "Eyes are smiling."

"Is there any?" Chen Changan touched his eyes suspiciously, and this could be seen. He turned his head to look at Nian. Could it be that successful people have sharp eyes?

"Are you happy?" Daonian thought, because he agreed to play games together in Chang'an, he was happy?

"Happy." Chen Chang'an thought that he would come to his friend's house to eat, drink and live every day, and his friends would not dislike him. He would be happy with such a cute friend.

Upon hearing this, Dao Nian sighed silently. Chang'an is still young, and he is willing to be happy about this little thing, so let him be happy.

The two reached a consensus perfectly. After dinner, they played games together until early morning. In the end, Liu Mao couldn't stand it and whispered to remind Daonian that Chen Chang'an would have to go to work tomorrow. Daonian quickly urged Chen Chang'an to go to bed.

The next morning, Chen Chang'an, who was still in a daze, was put into the car by Liu Mao and sent downstairs to the office building.

"Mr. Chen, be careful of your feet." Liu Mao stuffed the breakfast box into Chen Chang'an's hand. "I have roasted suckling pig and wild mushroom soup at noon. I'll pick you up at twelve o'clock. Can you arrange the time?"

Chen Changan nodded dizzyly while holding the breakfast box.

Until Liu Mao left in the car, he was awakened by the cold wind in the morning. He looked down at the beautiful breakfast box in his hand, a little confused.

Is there a free meal and drink at Dao Nian's house at noon today?

Judging from Brother Liu's attitude, it seems that he has become a member of Dao Nian's family.

Hi, this is really embarrassing, hehehehehe.

"Chang'an, did you come here again?" Ding Yang lay on the balcony. Seeing Chen Chang'an holding the breakfast box in a daze, he joked: "Luckily you are a man, otherwise I would have thought you were the little wife raised by your friend."

"Yes, yes, you actually discovered my secret." Chen Changan said with a smile, "Actually, I am dressed as a man."

"Bah, shameless." Ding Yang cursed, "Come up and have breakfast. We will go to a company in the city to check it out later. It is said that the information department of their company is haunted, so we went to ask the Taoist priests to do it. Some employees took the photos and posted them online, which caused many netizens to forward and discuss. We should first be a feudal superstitious rumor crusher."

"The information department is haunted?" Chen Chang'an went upstairs, walked into the office with Ding Yang, returned to his desk and opened the breakfast box. The fragrance spread throughout the office in an instant.

"Chang'an, does your friend's house run a hotel?" Ding Yang couldn't help swallowing when he saw Chen Chang'an bringing out several delicacies. He was strange. He ate quite full this morning, so why did he still have the urge to eat when he smelled this smell?

"His family does not run a hotel, but his family has a chef." Chen Chang'an took a sip of the fragrant and soft corn porridge, but he didn't know how Uncle Zhao made the porridge. The taste was much more delicious than the porridge he usually made.

"You have only been in our Wuming City for two months. Why did you meet such a generous and kind friend? Why didn't I have the luck?" Ding Yang swallowed and pretended that he was not interested in the food in the bowl of Chen Chang'an.

"This is all the arrangement of fate." Chen Chang'an said with a smile, "You can't envy you."

"Go to yours." Ding Yang looked at the time, "Is it OK to set off in half an hour?"

"Okay." Chen Chang'an drank a big gulp of porridge, "If it's really haunted, you can hide behind me."

"Who is afraid of ghosts?" Ding Yang blushed, "It's already a new era, and monsters have been defeated by us."

"Oh?" Chen Changan raised his eyebrows, "So, if you need to work overtime in the future..."

"Big Boss, I was wrong." Ding Yang immediately admitted his mercy and looked at Chen Chang'an with a little surprise: "Chang'an, you didn't like to mention topics related to ghosts and gods before, but today he actually took the initiative to mention haunts to me. This is simply a cross-age progress."

"Yes." Chen Chang'an stopped holding the chopsticks, then raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Is anyone close to the ink black?"

Ding Yang: "..."

Please make it clear, who is Mo?

Changfeng Bio's Wuming City Branch is a newly established branch. The headquarters does not value this branch. Most of the employees who come to work here are not valued by employees in the headquarters.

They thought it was already miserable to develop new companies in small 18th-tier cities, but they didn't expect that even worse was still there. After the company was officially completed, the production line has not been smooth. Either the supply is insufficient due to the weather, or when overtime production is needed, the machine malfunctions. They thought it was just an accident, but they didn't know that strange things happened in the office these days. The computer always turned on and off automatically, and some horror videos popped up.

I heard that when the company was about to be completed, a boy who had just graduated died here. They were worried that the boy would not be willing to die after his death and would become a wronged ghost to make trouble in the branch.

In order to make peace with the company's employees, the branch leader invited Zhang Tianshi, who was said to have come from Longhu Mountain to exorcise evil spirits, but he did not know that this matter was posted online by an ignorant employee.

He thought this was not a good thing, but he didn't know that netizens are very strange now. After watching the excitement, many people still bought their company's products online, and said that their company's planning is marketing talents, and they can think of such marketing methods.

Company Leader:...

He can't even keep the company's people because of his nonsense marketing methods. He is still marketing.

The production line malfunctions from time to time, the company's employees were panicked, and the computers in the office could not even enter data. Now he was worried. Faced with more and more orders online, he had to restrict purchases in online stores for the reason of limited quantity, and most of the products had been pre-sale. He thought that netizens would not join in the fun.

However, he never expected that someone online suddenly boasted about how conscientious the raw materials of their company's products were and how dedicated the employees were. Their purchase restrictions were also one of the proofs of their products being conscientious.

If an unscrupulous merchant sees so many orders, he will not care about the quality or not. If he works overtime to produce and ship it, wouldn’t he make a lot of money?

Seeing such remarks on the Internet, the company leader: "..."

These netizens are young, so why is the angle of thinking about problems in their minds so strange?

When Shen Changan and Ding Yang arrived at this company, they saw that all the employees of the company were in a terrible state, as if they had encountered a century-old problem.

They were about to inquire whether something else happened to the company, but the reception staff of the company rushed over.

"Chang'an?" Wu Wei heard that the staff from the relevant department had arrived, so he hurried downstairs to receive the reception. When he saw that the person coming was Shen Chang'an, his knees trembled.

Chang'an doesn't seem to have a cold when it comes to ghosts and gods?

"Wu Wei?" Shen Changan was also surprised. He knew that Wu Wei was transferred to work here, but he didn't expect to work in this haunted company.

"I heard that your company is haunted?"

"It's just rumors, rumors among employees." Wu Wei said quickly, "We are also trying to calm the employees' hearts, and there is no other meaning."

"The computer is automatically turned on and off inexplicably, and the video website pops up?"

"right."

“The production line often fails?”

"yes."

"Is the production line operated manually or controlled by computer systems."

"Some of the processes need to be controlled by computers."
Chapter completed!