I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

Chapter 62: guess

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"The guest... sent it..."

Holding the plastic water cup, Zhang Hui fell into deep thought.

The leaves floating on the water are golden and shiny.

Zhang Hui determined that there should be no such plant species in the world.

But that's not the point.

The key thing is...

He raised his head and looked at the furnishings in the bookstore.

Under the floor, slight vibrations continued.

The rustling sound in the wallpaper can also be heard clearly.

At the feet of the seemingly awakened 'Ancient God', a kitten was looking at him with its beautiful amber cat eyes.

Zhang Hui nodded slightly to show respect.

The kitten meowed as a sign of agreement.

"Guest... do you still like yesterday's book?" The owner of this bookstore, probably the Su Xing Ancient God named 'Lingpingan', asked.

"I like it! I like it!" Situ He replied hurriedly.

"Just like it!" He sat on the sofa opposite, holding something like a tea cup, and said to Situ He and Zhang Hui: "You two are welcome..."

Situ He then picked up the disposable water cup.

He took a gentle sip of tea.

sweet!

This is the first sensation for your taste buds!

Cool!

This is the reaction of the soul.

Just after taking a sip, Situ He felt that his soul had solidified.

Zhang Hui's eyes widened even more.

In the past, he always thought that the so-called elixir and magic medicine were just legends.

But now I finally know that it is not a legend, but a fact.

It's just that his level is too low and he can't reach it.

"Does it taste good?" asked the ancient god opposite.

"It's very delicious!" Situ He replied: "Thank you, Your Excellency, for allowing us to taste such a delicious and wonderful tea!"

"You're welcome..." He held the water glass and drank the tea in it.

It was obvious that his head was just a fog.

Apart from the eye sockets, there are no other visible organs.

But it happens that I can drink tea like a human being.

I just don’t know how He drinks it.

Zhang Hui and Situ He could only see him holding the teacup, placing it on what might have been his chin.

"Your Excellency..." Situ He swallowed and quickly distracted himself by talking. He was afraid that he would think too much and want to taste his own meat.

"This friend of mine..." He looked at Zhang Hui and said, "Listen to me, you have a lot of..." He thought about his words: "It's a great book, so come with me and take a look..."

"I don't know what you mean?"

"Welcome!" He seemed very happy. He put down the tea cup and looked at Zhang Hui: "I wonder what kind of books this guest prefers?"

Zhang Hui thought for a while, and after repeated deliberation, he finally asked according to the original idea: "What books do you think I will like?"

As he spoke, he pretended to smile lightly.

He couldn't help but put his hands on the edge of the sofa.

But in fact, my calves were already shaking.

Because he clearly felt it the moment he said those words.

There was something slowly squirming in the sofa cushion under his butt.

He was even more aware that there was something hanging down from the ceiling above his head.

Some kind of thick, crazy semen is being secreted from that thing.

This made Zhang Hui feel as if someone was pointing a gun at his temple.

Lingpingan put down the teacup in his hand and stood up.

He carefully looked up and down at the new guest in front of him.

This guest looks to be in his forties.

He has the standard cut of a federal civil servant, and wears a formal suit that looks a little old, but is actually neatly ironed, with no wrinkles or stains at all.

This kind of formal attire was first popularized during the reign of Emperor Taizu.

It is different from the traditional attire of scholar-bureaucrats and ministers in the past.

This new garment has three pockets, lapels and lapels.

The lines are flowing and the look is serious.

It has been popular for a while since Taizu.

But soon, with the development of the times, more and more young people began to feel that this kind of clothing was too serious.

Therefore, it quickly became the standard equipment for civil servants and employees of large companies.

Privately, few people would wear it.

Then he thought about the customer who came with him.

Lingpingan can almost guess it.

As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together, and people flock together.

He should also be an old republican.

But unlike last night's guest, this one should work in a federal agency or state-owned unit.

Perhaps he also served as a minor official.

This can be seen from the way he sits.

But the position will not be too high, which can also be seen from the sitting posture.

His sitting posture seemed upright, but his body always leaned forward involuntarily.

This is a sign of listening.

It means that he may have a long-term role in implementing policies or executing orders.

Generally, this kind of person is an executor in a company or institution.

The level of executors has not been high in the Federal Empire since ancient times.

Those who work hard govern others, and those who work hard govern others.

After thinking about it, Lingpingan roughly knew.

He smiled and said, "Guest, have you been feeling a lot of pressure for a long time?"

As for the executors, they are all the recipients.

If it's done well, it's not his fault. If something goes wrong, he'll take the blame.

See the ghost without too much pressure!

"Do you often have nightmares?"

"Do you often dream about terrible things?"

Definitely.

The boss scolds and urges me every day.

From the beginning of the month to the end of the month, work always piles up.

When I get home, I will definitely have to stay up late to catch up on work, and maybe I will have to take extra time to wipe some of my boss's personal butt.

Even so, even so desperately.

but…

The risk of retirement and replacement is still a constant threat.

And at his age, he is very embarrassed.

The parents may still be alive and need support.

The wife’s parents may also need some support.

Relatives and friends may always think that he has great powers and is almost omnipotent.

And for the sake of face, many times, we have to hold on.

The children below are in the critical stage of junior high school or high school.

You have to supervise their studies, you have to spend special time to tutor them in their homework, and maybe you have to do everything possible to find connections and favors so that they can go to a good school.

I just want to be sent to a good class with a good teacher in a good school.

Therefore, he must try his best to keep his job and position.

He must work hard every moment to prove his worth.

You cannot allow yourself to be eliminated, nor can you allow yourself to become a 'replaceable' part.

Under heavy pressure, it would be strange not to have nightmares and wake up with fright!

"Do you often worry about gains and losses? You always feel that you may do everything wrong..."

Following Lingpingan's speculation.

The look on the face of the guest sitting opposite him changed little by little.

Lingpingan looked at it and laughed.

He said: "Guest, I know what kind of books you need!"

"Please wait here for a moment..."