Do you believe there are ghosts in the world?

Mi Xiujie thought that the company boss called him to hold him accountable, but the result was such a strange and mindless question. If it were the past, he would probably feel that the person who asked the question was second, but now... he asked by chance.

"What does the boss mean?"

Tian Hezhou asked replies without answering: "You only need to answer. Do you believe there are ghosts in the world?"

After he asked, Mishojie on the other end of the phone fell into a long silence.

"Boss... can you just say anything?"

Before answering, Tian Hezhou glanced at his younger brother Tian Heyang and the master "Xiao Cang".

"If, I say someone saw your brother's ghost... do you believe it?"

When Mi Xiujie, who was nestled in the dark room, heard this, he was so shocked that he was frightened and sweated all over and stood up from the ground.

"What?"

His voice was so rapid that it was almost broken.

"My brother's ghost?"

Mi Xiujie's first reaction was shock, while his second reaction was to suspect that the boss was making fun of him.

After thinking about it, I felt that the second guess was untenable.

Tian Hezhou has been working hard in the entertainment industry for many years, and some of the artists signed by the contracts have become popular and some have always been a supporting actor.

When the contract expires, no matter whether you leave the company and seek another high school or continue to sign a contract to take care of the company for retirement, the artist's comments on this boss are all positive, and even if he goes solo, he does not speak harshly.

In the final analysis, it is a clear stream in the entertainment industry of this boss.

A businessman who doesn't look like a capitalist.

Other entertainment companies will exert the value of artists openly and secretly.

For certain businesses and resources, artists will attend dinners, drink and laugh, and secretly "pimp".

With the back of "life" and "family", it is not easy for an adult to be an adult. Many artists are controlled by the company because of their own black materials, and because of their own star journey (money) journey, they have half rejected this deformed survival rule. Those who are hard-working and unwilling to give in will either be secretly solicited by the company or are banned, wasting their great years on various film and television crews.

Of course, it is not to say that Tian Hezhou is a good person. Sometimes he still follows the principles of the mall and is so cold that he is unkind. However, compared with horizontally, as the boss, he is still very protective of the company's employees. It is impossible to maliciously make fun of Mi Xiujie at this time.

"Yes, someone saw it, and... there was a little girl next to him, named 'Starxing'."

Mi Xiujie was shocked after hearing this.

The sound of the thoracic cavity beating hit the eardrums one after another.

"…Stars…This is the nickname of that girl…”

The news only talks about the pseudonym of the victim girl, but does not mention daming and nicknames. Where did the boss know about it?

Could it be...

Does anyone really see my brother's ghost?

Will a person become a ghost after he dies?

For a moment, countless chaotic thoughts circled in his mind and finally turned into a motivation.

He wants to ask the boss for a clear question.

But he just walked to the door, put his hand on the door handle, and woke up instantly.

He couldn't get out, and there were reporters waiting downstairs in the community.

Maybe the police are on the way...

Tian Hezhou also thought of this problem.

He took the initiative to go to Mishejie's house to talk to him in detail.

"Master, will Mishojie kill that little girl? The ghosts who attracted the victims will be clear after asking, right?"

If Mixiujie is innocent, as the boss, he has the obligation to cleanse Mixiujie's stigma. This is also to protect the company's stock. If you do a good job in public relations, you can even take advantage of the opportunity to market a positive image of the company - such as having feelings and righteousness, and maintaining the artist's compliance with public morality... But if Mixiujie lies, he can only "kill relatives for justice" and sacrifice Mixiujie to try his best to restore the company's damaged reputation.

Tian Heyang scratched his head.

"Brother, the ghost's testimony...will the police adopt it?"

If it is adopted, wouldn’t it be a slap in the face and promote the “breaking feudal superstition” for many years?

Pei Ye ignored Tian Heyang's complaints: "It is feasible in theory, but the girl is a ghost, and the boy beside her is also an ghost. Asking about the ghost how he died before his lifetime, this behavior is like congratulating the 99-year-old man for his longevity..."

Tian Hezhou misunderstood as soon as he heard this.

“Even the master can’t do it?”

Pei Ye said calmly: "You can do it, but you have to add money. This is an extra fee."

Tian Heyang looked at his cool and outspoken junior in his impression.

Money cannot be separated from a few words.

Is this the true style of a paranormal?

His previous impressions were all illusions?

Tian Hezhou was much calmer. In his opinion, the troubles that can be settled with money cannot be considered a trouble. Those who are afraid of being unable to handle the money and giving it to others will be a big trouble. After thinking for a moment, he said: "Money is not a problem, the important thing is to find out the truth."

Mixiujie's value is much more than the appearance fee paid to Pei Ye.

Even though he is just the tail of a crane among second-tier male stars, he is also one of the pillars of the company. The annual benefits he brings to the company are immeasurable. If he can, he will be protected, he will be protected. Tian Hezhou did not shy away from expressing his meaning, and Pei Ye nodded in understanding.

but--

She looked at the recent photo of Mi Xiujie on the screen of her phone, and the young man on it smiled warmly and sunnyly.

“…What if I say…he can’t keep it?”

As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of the two brothers present changed.

Unlike other artists who spend 360 days on the set for 365 days a year, Mi Xiujie will return home to repair for a month or two after the end of his work, and only take on some small jobs during this period, or follow the trend of live broadcasts to interact with fans to maintain exposure and popularity.

Naturally, his home is not his parents' home, but the commercial housing in S City that he bought with a loan before the national housing prices soared.

Tian Hezhou also bought a set here for investment.

As the owner, he took Pei Ye and the others into the community, avoided most of the reporters who were waiting, and called Mi Xiujie again.

Along the way, his mood was very complicated.

These emotions reached their peak when they saw Mi Xiujie, who was fully armed and only had a pair of eyes but still couldn't say they were tired.

"Boss, when you came here, there was no media following?"

Before Tian Hezhou could answer, a young man with a strange face said lightly: "No, don't worry."

If Tian Hezhou hadn't been too cautious, Pei Ye and the other two would have been fine if they walked directly in front of the media camera.

Mi Xiujie's residence is on a high-rise building and is not as large as imagined. The area inside the apartment is only 14. The decoration style is simple, simple but not simple. You can see some small details of life everywhere. It is obvious that the owner is managing his own nest with care.

As soon as he entered the house and changed into slippers, Pei Ye noticed the curtains tightly pulled up at first glance.

Removed the thick arms and showed a young but haggard face. His face was very clean and his skin was slightly dull, not as white as the camera. He cooked tea for the three of them, and as soon as he sat down, he couldn't wait to ask about his brother's ghost.

Pei Ye did not drink tea, but got up and walked to a door. Before opening it, he asked the owner for his advice.

"Can I open this door and see?"

"Yes, this is my daily work and rest."

Mi Xiujie was not sure about Pei Ye's identity, so the boss brought him to him was not easy to say anything.

Pei Ye unscrewed the handle.

The scenery behind the door unfolded in front of everyone's eyes.

This is a multi-functional room with professional sound insulation.

The room also had curtains on it, and the interior lights would be dark if they were not turned on.

Pei Ye pressed the consecration and the room was bright in an instant.

"Senior brother, is there something wrong with this room?"

Tian Heyang looked around, and the room was empty and there was nothing special.

At this time, Pei Ye said something to the direction of the piano.

"Mr. Mithurin, can I come out and talk about it?"

The Tian Hezhou brothers realized that they didn't recall the taste, but Mi Xiujie, who was serving tea behind everyone, was so shocked that he let go of the tea cup and fell all over the floor.

The young ghost who sat behind the piano and lowered his head to teach the girl next to him how to play the piano. He raised his head when he heard this. The dark ghost eyes turned into pure scarlet red when the eyelids were raised. The girl next to him also felt uneasy.

"Xingxing goes to the room to play first, my brother will come over later."

The little girl nodded obediently.

She jumped off the stool and ran out, passing through the bodies of several people at the door.

Whether it was the strange atmosphere or the psychological effect, the moment they were passed by the soul, the few people felt a strange and cool feeling.
To be continued...