Chapter 18

Bai Tang asked this question with a weak voice. Rao She followed him, and was equally timid.

Fu Tong looked at them and was about to speak when a loud noise suddenly came from the room next to him.

Several people subconsciously turned their heads, and then they saw Fan Xiu jumping out of the door, and they were in a panic: "Big Boss, the ghost wooden box, the ghost wooden box is gone!"

Bai Tang and Rao She were shocked: "What's going on? Didn't they have already sealed the talisman?!"

"I went to take a look before leaving yesterday. It was sealed up." Fan Xiu was so worried that he thought about it and looked at Rao She suspiciously, "Is it... your talisman expired?"

Rao She: "..."

Sexy celestial master, irritable online.

Seeing that the scene was about to be unable to control, Fu Tong raised his hand and spoke slowly: "That box is here for me."

The three of them all turned around and were stunned when they saw the ghost wooden box in Fu Tong's hand.

"Boss... where did you come from?"

"I ran to my house last night, and this is just a weirdo, but the things Liu Wei did have nothing to do with him. If you take them to the small dark room for details, don't you still need to archive them?"

Fan Xiu nodded: "Okay."

Fu Tong lowered his hands and knocked on the wooden box: "Come out."

After the words came, a wisp of blue smoke appeared next to it. Canghuai walked out of the smoke and waved guiltily at the people in front of him: "...Hi?"

Bai Tang: “…”

Rao She: "..."

Fan Xiu: "..."

This fellow Taoist, your appearance... makes us a little scared.

The three of them took a step back unconsciously, looked at each other for three minutes, and then walked to the side.

Finally, Fan Xiu and Rao She took Cang Huai into the small black room, leaving Bai Tang to accompany the boss outside.

To be precise, it is not just Bai Tang left behind.

Because Bai Tang also brought a small follower behind him.

Little yellow-haired son Huang Lang.

The two of them sat down beside Fu Tong in a proper manner, and their sitting posture and expression were very similar to the same emoticon.

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Fu Tong glanced at it and thought the weasel spirit was quite interesting: "Why are you still here?"

"I'm scared. I didn't leave last night and I've been outside for a night of bed." Huang Lang shook his tail pitifully, "I can't go back if I have a home. Actually, I'm very aggrieved... Do you know the current housing price of Longdu

How expensive is it? I have been tiring to save money for so many years. I finally paid the down payment, but after a few days of staying, I was occupied by monsters. I couldn't live there and had to continue paying the mortgage. What do you think this is a matter

.”

Fu Tong couldn't help laughing: "Sichuan people?"

Xiao Huangmaoer nodded: "Hometown is Chengdu."

"I know someone who comes from Chengdu, do you know Wen Lang?"

"I know, I like him very much." Xiao Huangmaoer was very happy, "Didn't the Weibo post a while ago Huo Zheng's animation from "Mountains and Rivers on Earth"? I've used my aura and appearance at least a hundred times!

”

Then you really have no vision.

Fu Tong habitually blackened Wen Lang. Just as he was about to come out on the surface, he suddenly heard a ding dong.

He lowered his head, it was Lu Chuan's news.

I haven't thrown my poems and inkstones in the evening: Big Boss, is it empty?

Fu Tong lowered his hands.

Shameless Fu Ergou: Say.

Less than three seconds after the message was sent, a voice call request came over there.

Fu Tong answered, and Lu Chuan's voice soon came out of the microphone, with a sound of rumbling paper in the middle: "Big Boss, didn't you say you wanted to find a new assistant? I see that there are some good resumes, you can start with it.

have a look?"

Fu Tong nodded.

Lu Chuan took photos of the information and sent it to him. After less than half a minute, he heard Fu Tong's voice sound: "None of these can do it."

Brain pain.

"I think they are pretty good." Lu Chuan read the information again, "They are all serious monsters who can withstand things and have a good personality. Being an assistant is definitely enough. What do you think is dissatisfied?

”

Fu Tong: "Ugly."

Lu Chuan: "…"

Lu Chuan was helpless: "You are looking for an assistant, not a boyfriend, why do you want it to be so beautiful?"

Fu Tong: "If it were you, now you want to choose someone who will follow you for at least 11 or 2 hours a day. Do you want it to be good-looking or not?"

That must be beautiful.

Lu Chuan thought so in his heart, but he felt something was wrong: "No... can this be the same?"

"Of course." Fu Tong sneered, "All four-digit elderly people, how can they still double the standards?"

Lu Chuan: "...Okay."

The agent was choked and didn't know what to say, so he could only sigh: "Then let me take a look, and the new itinerary has been arranged, I'll send it to you later. The latest itinerary was negotiated before.

The endorsement of men's clothing, I will go to see you at 10 o'clock tomorrow morning. I will pick you up half an hour in advance. Remember to set the alarm clock."

Fu Tong responded.

Lu Chuan said nothing, hung up his voice exhausted, and sent Fu Tong the new itinerary.

Fu Tong clicked on it. Just after looking at two lines, he heard Huang Lang speaking carefully next to him: "Big Boss, that, I..."

Hesitate.

There is nothing good at first glance.

Fu Tong's document clicks on the next page: "Don't say anything you can't say."

"Then, that's not possible!" The little yellow-haired man became anxious in an instant, "I, I, I just want to ask, assistant, or something... do you think I can do it?"

Fu Tongshou stopped and looked up at him: "You?"

The little yellow-haired nodded earnestly.

Fu Tong did not have any care and tolerance for the underage baby: "No."

The little yellow-haired tail suddenly stopped shaking: "You think about it again. I am very diligent, with a wink, and I am not ugly. At most, my hair color is a little bit non-mainstream, just dye it back, and..."

He paused, and when he spoke again, he suddenly felt a little shy in his tone: "I am still your little fan."

Fu Tong raised his eyebrows: "Don't you like Wen Lang?"

"Isn't that because you have a good relationship? I love Wuwu?" Huang Lang said, and while opening Weibo and WeChat next to each other, "Look, all my social software avatars are you."

Fu Tong looked over and found that it was true, and he looked a little familiar with his Weibo nickname -

Mr. Huang doesn't want to eat chicken

The painting style is particularly naughty and has always dominated the top three hot comments on Fu Tong on Weibo.

Something interesting.

Fu Tong thought for a while and decided to throw this worry to Lu Chuan, so he found his business card and gave Huang Lang a picture: "This is my agent, let's see if you can pass his level."

"You have to!"

The little yellow-haired man took the business card and happily went to the corner.

Only Bai Tang was left beside Fu Tong.

The little white rabbit secretly glanced at Fu Tong, and saw that he was in a good mood and smiled in his eyes. After hesitating for a moment, he was bold enough to repeat the question just now.

"Brother Tong, have you quarreled with our boss...?"

Fu Tong's voice was very quiet: "I have nothing to do with him, you'd better not ask."

Bai Tang's tail trembled, but he still held on to say the following words: "Huang Lang said... The boss came to the bureau at around 2 a.m., and when he came, he looked very... down and out, and then went to the second floor

, I haven't come down yet."

If you are down and out, can you be as down and out as me last night?

Fu Tong pulled the corner of his mouth and just pretended that he didn't hear anything. Bai Tang was at a loss and didn't know what to do now. He could only follow him and remain silent.
To be continued...