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Ji Huan's look full of desire to survive made everyone in the Monster Management Bureau stunned. Zhuo Guang whispered in Song Shujing's ear, "I thought this kind of desire to survive was only for the boss. I didn't expect that my sister-in-law would find it difficult."
Song Shujing felt tired from standing, so she leaned on Zhuo Guang. She covered her mouth and spoke in a low voice, afraid that Feng Chi would overhear, "You don't understand. If Huanhuan doesn't have a strong desire to survive, she might not be able to get out of bed tomorrow. Hey, Huanhuan is not easy."
Zhuo Guang suddenly realized.
Feng Chi: "..."
Ji Huan: "..."
The two looked at each other, then Feng Chi stretched out his hand and pulled Ji Huan behind him, and said expressionlessly, "You really don't know each other very well."
Obviously, they just met once last night.
Ji Huan really didn't intend to confront Feng Chi at this time, so he nodded repeatedly when he heard the words, "That's right, that's right, I'm not very familiar."
Everyone can probably see the ambiguity between Ji Huan and Feng Chi. Chang Xingzhou's eyes turned around the two of them, and he suddenly felt extremely sad. He only remembered that his son and girlfriend ran away. As for why they ran away, he was still confused and couldn't find an accurate answer. Seeing the sweetness and greasyness of the two now, his heart felt as if it had been fried in a frying pan.
Obviously he and Ji Huan are both good-looking, so why doesn't he have such good luck
Thinking about it, Chang Xingzhou sighed heavily again. He didn't really want to stay in the Demon Control Bureau for a while, so he said directly: "Is there anything else you want to know? I will tell you what I know."
Feng Chi motioned to Zhuo Guang, and brought Ji Huan back to the office. Seeing that Chang Xingzhou was still standing there and staring eagerly at the backs of Ji Huan and Feng Chi, he asked with some doubts, "What are you looking at?"
Chang Xingzhou: "Love."
After a pause, Chang Xingzhou's face was heavy again: "It is said that I haven't been in a relationship for half a year, and I feel a little itchy."
Zhuo Guang responded casually, but soon remembered that this crab, Chang Xingzhou, had a bad memory. He heard that this crab was still looking for an engagement ring last night, so he couldn't help but rolled his eyes, "Didn't you still be addicted to it yesterday?" In love?"
"That's different." Chang Xingzhou sighed again, clutching his chest weakly, "Quickly ask, after I'm done asking, I'm going on a blind date."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ke Chenfei stepped on him severely. Chang Xingzhou didn't react for a moment, he only felt pain in his toes, he jumped up and wailed while keeping his toes and his eyes widened. Ke Chenfei pulled him back expressionlessly, and smiled apologetically at Zhuo Guang, "Don't listen to his nonsense, he doesn't need a blind date at all with his looks."
Zhuo Guang's expression seemed a bit indescribable, "Don't worry, I still know the rules of your entertainment industry. Let's talk about the designer now. Please give me the identity and phone number of the designer. Give us."
Chang Xingzhou successfully left the Bureau of Demon Control after half an hour. When he was going out, he met Chen Bo from the small restaurant next door dragging a husky to go out slowly. The husky screamed when he saw him, Chang Xingzhou glared at him, and then he heard Chen Bo laughing: "Young man, why are you again? What did you lose today?"
Chang Xingzhou blushed when he said that, and quickly shook his head, "I didn't lose anything, I came here to apologize today."
Uncle Chen snorted and nodded, "I really should apologize. Our little Ha was scared yesterday."
Husky: "Awwhhhh."
Chang Xingzhou glared at Husky again, rolled his eyes and left.
In the Demon Control Bureau, Zhuo Guang sorted out the documents and placed them in front of Feng Chi, then subconsciously looked around the office, but did not see Ji Huan. Until Ji Huan straightened up from Feng Chi's head. He stuck out a small head from the small mirror, looked down, and his gaze fell on the document in Feng Chi's hand.
Zhuo Guang's eyes lit up when he saw Ji Huan, and he quickly handed him a small cake, which was brought back by Song Shujing just now, "Sister-in-law, here it is."
Ji Huan's eyes lit up, and after saying thank you, he retracted into the mirror with the cake in his hand.
Feng Chi took a picture of his face with his mobile phone, the mirror on the top of his head stood straight, as if it had some special function. Feng Chi said casually: "Eat less, your stomach will fill up."
Ji Huan, who was humming a little tune, suddenly froze and looked down at his stomach.
Worried about not looking carefully, he quickly lifted up his clothes to look.
"What are you supporting, my stomach is very flat." Ji Huan curled his lips, "If you say one more word, I will use this little cake to dunk on your head."
Ji Huan couldn't help laughing after imagining the scene of cream on Feng Chi's head.
Feng Chi seemed a little helpless, raised his hand and handed over a bottle of sweet milk, which he took casually when he went out this morning, "Eat less cake, you can drink milk, and it's easy to grow taller."
Ji Huan let out an oh and put his arms around the huge milk bottle obediently and put it in the mirror.
Zhuo Guang: "..."
He really looks superfluous standing here.
Feng Chi raised his eyes and saw Zhuo Guang standing upright like a fool, he was taken aback for a moment: "Why are you still standing here?"
Zhuo Guang: "?"
After hesitating for a second, Zhuo Guang deliberately rolled his eyes and left the office. Ji Huan gulped down the sweet milk and hiccupped, "Why are you bullying Brother Zhuo?"
"No bullying." It just looked a little bit of an eyesore. While thinking, Feng Chi looked down at the documents in his hand.
According to the information, the designer Chang Xingzhou was looking for was a human being. But just in case, Feng Chi handed the photo with the designer's face to Ji Huan. Ji Huan stared at it twice, then hiccupped again.
He covered his mouth and faltered: "It's just a person."
Feng Chi held back a smile and continued to read the information. This human being is quite famous in the fashion circle. Of course, being famous here may be a bit derogatory. This designer is famous in the circle entirely because the quality of his work is too poor to sell.
At some point, Ji Huan jumped from Feng Chi's head to his shoulder, and then slid all the way down to sit on his wrist like a slide, "It seems that this human being doesn't know anything."
"I have to ask." Feng Chi stood up from the chair, picked up the small mirror and shook it to watch him transform back into a human, then left the office with Ji Huan's sweater hat.
"Didn't you come here to ask?" Ji Huan was staggered by him, and he simply didn't leave by himself, and Feng Chi slapped him on the passenger seat like a salted fish by the tail . He watched the man bend down to fasten his seat belt, Feng Chi's eyebrows were close at hand, Ji Huan quietly retracted his neck, almost showing his double chin.
His eyes fell on Feng Chi's eyelashes.
It's quite long.
"Take you out for a stroll." Feng Chi let go of his hands and stood outside the car and straightened up. His gaze crossed Ji Huan's stomach, "Loose weight."
Ji Huan: "..."
He pinched his belly to show Feng Chi, "No meat."
"Shall I pinch and see?"
Ji Huan pushed his face away and closed the car door neatly. Dog man, what do you want to do!
The designer lives in a very ordinary community, which is full of old residential buildings. The guard let Feng Chi and Ji Huan in without even looking at them. When Ji Huan grabbed Feng Chi's hand and walked forward, he looked back at the security room. The security guard was still doing a crazy double kill with his mobile phone.
The designer lived on the first floor of Building No. 1. When Feng Chi knocked on his door, he took out the "relevant department" certificate that all monsters of the Monster Management Bureau had. This certificate made the designer stunned for a while, touched his heart that was beating too fast and asked in a daze: "What did I do wrong? What kind of department is your relevant department?"
Feng Chi: "Special agency."
The designer said twice, his face was still slightly pale, and he smiled awkwardly at the two of them, "Then you come in and tell me. The house may be a bit messy, I'm really sorry."
Ji Huan led Feng Chi by the corner of his clothes and followed the people inside, his nose wrinkled subconsciously as soon as his feet stepped through the door. He tugged at the corner of Feng Chi's clothes, and when the man turned his head, he tiptoed to his ear and asked, "Did you smell anything strange?"
Feng Chi: "It smells like blood."
Feng Chi said, looking around the living room, but didn't see anything strange. He glanced at the messy sofa. The sofa looked very old, and the edges were worn off a lot, exposing the cotton wool inside. A lot of magazines and materials were scattered on the sofa.
The designer noticed Feng Chi's gaze and became even more embarrassed. He hurried over to tidy up the sofa, "I'm sorry, I'm a bit messy here. Don't mind."
Feng Chi said: "We're here to ask you two questions, don't be nervous."
The designer nodded.
Seeing his cooperation like this, Feng Chi didn't hesitate, and asked directly, "You recently designed a piece of clothing for Chang Xingzhou. Where did the material of the clothing come from?"
As soon as Feng Chi finished speaking, he saw Ji Huan beside him took out his small notebook with a serious face, and took out a pen to take notes.
The designer became more nervous when he saw Ji Huan's serious appearance, although he was still in a daze and didn't know what happened.
Glancing at the two of them, he whispered, "Are you talking about the dress I sold to Chang Xingzhou? I bought that material online. At the beginning, I just wanted to use these cheap materials to practice my skills, but I didn't expect to use them. When it arrived, I found that the material was very good, and when I got the finished product, I hung it out.”
He didn't even expect to sell the dress to Chang Xingzhou, which made him a lot of money.
In the past two days, he has placed an order for a lot of fabrics, and plans to save more money and move to another place to live. It's old and damp, and occasionally there are a bunch of bugs, even snakes will come to join in the fun.
Ji Huan glanced at him, pretending, "Then you can give me the name of that online store, or we can add a WeChat and you can send me the link directly."
The designer quickly took out his mobile phone. After adding friends, he pursed his lips and asked in a low voice, "Is there any problem with this store?"
Ji Huan's small face was tense, and he nodded very seriously, "Don't look at the clothes, which look good in quality, but they are actually not good for the human body. They have radiation. If you wear them a few times, you will kill your children and grandchildren. If you sell the clothes to others, you are harming them. not good."
The designer's face turned pale. In stark contrast to him was Feng Chi. Feng Chi listened to Ji Huan's nonsense with a face of speechlessness, pinched Ji Huan's face, and before he could say anything, he saw the designer rushing to the bedroom, holding a dozen Lu Shu in his arms within a few seconds The skin came out.