Meeting room 108.
The man pushed open the door and entered, Hu Shuo quickly got up: "Professor Su."
The man smiled and said in a very gentle tone, "Mr. Hu, why did you come to visit suddenly?"
He was wearing a lab coat and gold-rimmed glasses. He looked very gentle, with a smile like a spring breeze, and a book full of air.
"Cough cough..." Hu Shuo was a little embarrassed: "Have you disturbed Professor Su?"
"No." Su Tiyue said: "What happened, Mr. Hu said it directly."
"Then I'll just say it... Didn't Professor Su recommend me to find Miss Chuzheng before? I met someone today, but she doesn't seem to be very satisfied with the payment. I just wanted to ask, what does she want?"
"Didn't I tell Mr. Hu before?" Su Tiyue said.
"Uh..." Hu Shuo was a little confused and didn't remember much.
It may also be that the situation was chaotic at the time, and he didn't hear it clearly.
When Hu Shuo was embarrassed, Su Tiyue relieved him: "Mr. Hu wait a moment."
Hu Shuo didn't know why.
Su Tiyue nodded at him and left the reception room.
Hu Shuo waited anxiously in the reception room, and Su Tiyue didn't return until nearly half an hour.
"Professor Su...
Su Tiyue raised her hand, motioning for Hu Shuo to calm down.
He pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, took out a glass bottle from the pocket of his white coat, and put it in front of Hu Shuo: "Go ahead and take this."
"This is?"
"Mr. Hu, even if I tell you, you may not believe it." Su Tiyue smiled gently and politely: "Mr. Hu must remember not to anger Miss Chuzheng."
"Uh... What happens if I get angry?" Hu Shuo felt that the little girl was not easy to get along with.
Su Tiyue said: "Angry her... If it's not serious, just ignore you. If it's serious, she may break the contract."
"Break the contract?"
"She doesn't have the spirit of the contract, Mr. Hu, please remember this."
Su Tiyue spoke very solemnly, which made Hu Shuo nervous.
"Thank you Professor Su, this... If this is useful, Hu must be very grateful."
"No need to thank you, I'll send you out."
Hu Shuo was at a loss for what to say.
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It was already night when Hu Shuo returned to Wenxian Road again.
Wenxian Road is decorated with lanterns, bright lights, and a lot of people. The shops on both sides of the street have all opened and are open for business.
Compared with the bright lights in the high-rise buildings on the other side, there is more firework atmosphere and warmer.
At night, Wenxian Road was not allowed to pass through, so Hu Shuo could only walk in.
Wenxian Road is cross-shaped, and the two intersecting streets are collectively called Wenxian Road.
Hu Shuo walked to No. 44 Huangquan Road again.
The signboard is not lighted like other shops, and it is dark and eerie.
The door of the shop opened, and there was a man with a paper stick outside the door.
Zhi Zha Ren is a girl with two sky braids, her cheeks are flushed like plateau red, and she is grinning...
Hu Shuo only felt cold sweat all over his body.
The shop was dimly lit.
In such a bustling street, with such a quirky store... Doesn't anyone feel creepy
But these people seem to be accustomed to having such a store here, and they can go wherever they want, and there are courageous people taking pictures with Zhi Zharen.
This…
Riding a horse is cruel!
Hu Shuo swallowed, moved to the door, and knocked on the door.
Hu Shuo took a look inside, but fortunately, there was no such terrifying thing as paper sticks, except for the scented wax paper candles.
Technology has developed rapidly, and now it has developed to the point where you can scan tombstones to see your life, and order wax and burn paper online, which is environmentally friendly and convenient.
For a candle shop like this, it is estimated that there will be no second one in the entire Jingnan City.
The shop is not big, but the shelves for the incense wax paper candles are made of high-quality wood products.
Everything is categorized and placed very neatly.
For example, it is the difference between a market with a big price cut and a high-end shopping mall.
Shelves are placed around, with tables and chairs in between.
At this time, a girl was sitting on the chair, with her back to the door.
She was still dressed as she was, with one foot on the other chair, and her large, loose panties slipped onto her thighs, which were long, straight, and perfectly curvy.
A candle shop, dim light, weird girls.
Combining this picture, Hu Shuo only felt a little overwhelmed.
A small robot was rolling around on the ground, making a rattling sound.
That robot...
The main industry of Fanxing Group is related to robots.
He knows almost every robot on the market.
He can recognize even old models that have been eliminated from the past.
But this...
Never seen such a robot.
Not because it's small.
But its material, a little strange, a robot made of glass? Unheard of.
"Closed." The girl on the chair didn't turn her head back, and decided to be a customer.
Hu Shuo quickly returned to his senses.
"Miss Chuzheng, it's me, Hu Shuo."
"I don't care if you talk nonsense or not, it's closed today." I'm annoying.
"… "
Hu Shuo! Not bullshit!
Hu Shuo took out the shameless way he used to deal with customers: "Miss Chuzheng, I brought something for you, would you like to take a look?"
"Don't look, goodbye."
"Miss Chuzheng..." Hu Shuo tried to go inside.
The girl on the chair stood up suddenly, her wide panties fell, blocking her thighs, and the chair made a crisp sound on the wooden floor.
The girl turned around and said fiercely, "You have it all!"
There was no temperature in the girl's eyes, and Hu Shuo was even more chilled when he saw it.
He didn't feel that way in the face of those big men with a net worth of tens of billions.
It must be the environment here.
Definitely is!
Hu Shuo forced himself to calm down: "Miss Chuzheng."
He took out the bottle that Su Tiyue gave him. There was light in the bottle, but he observed it for a long time on the way, and he didn't know what was inside.
Chuzheng looked at the small bottle and sat back: "What does the person you want me to protect have to do with Su Tiyue?"
"..." Several question marks emerged from Hu Shuo's head: "Miss Chuzheng, this..."
"answer my question."
"Professor Su and our husband... are classmates."
"Oh." Chuzheng kicked the other chair: "Sit."
Hu Shuo: "…"
He should have been in charge of the conversation.
But from him coming in... No, when he was standing at the door, Hu Shuo's aura was not enough.
This place is so fucking weird!
But thinking about what happened before, Hu Shuo felt that maybe Chuzheng could really solve the problem.
He was determined.
Hu Shuo put the bottle in front of Chuzheng and sat down neatly, like a student waiting for the teacher to mark the papers.
Chuzheng hooked the small bottle into the palm of his hand and held it up to the light.
Hu Shuo raised his head subconsciously...
boom!
Hu Shuo fell to the ground, his face was bloodless, and he looked at the ceiling in horror.
On the lamp stand on the ceiling, there is a paper sticker lying horizontally.
At this time, he was staring at him, smiling gloomily at him...
Chuzheng squeezed the vial into his palm, took out a piece of paper under the table, and pushed it in front of Hu Shuo: "Sign it."