The office door was knocked, Jin Wushuang looked up, and a young man wearing a mid-style down jacket stood at the door.

"Hello, is there anything wrong?" Jin Wushuang stood up and asked.

When the young man saw Jin Wushuang, his eyes lit up, "You must be the number one iceberg beauty in Dongzhou City, President Jin Wushuang!"

"Liao Zan, I am Jin Wushuang."

"I am the director of Sihai Media. My name is Tian Xiaohe. Mr. Li asked me to come over and contact you about advertising."

"Hello, Director Tian."

Jin Wushuang stretched out his hand, Tian Xiaohe hurriedly held it, holding it tightly with both hands, for fear that Jin Wushuang would fly to the moon palace as if he let go.

"Cough!" Jin Guoer coughed dryly and glared at Tian Xiaohe, who then let go of his hand awkwardly.

"Please sit down!"

Jin Wushuang sat down generously and asked, "Have you seen the plan we requested?"

Tian Xiaohe nodded, "We have discussed it, there is no big problem, but the star you said you are looking for may..."

Jin Wushuang said: "If you have any difficulties, just say it."

Tian Xiaohe said: "I made an appointment with that big star a few days ago. The schedule is until the end of next spring, and the price... I'm afraid it will exceed your expectations. There are still a few second-tier stars here. Although their appearance is not as good as you, Mr. Jin, it has a great influence. If you can't wait, you can consider it."

Jin Wushuang pondered for a moment. As the former president of Jinding Group, Jin Wushuang knew that in the mall, if she wanted to build her own brand, she had to have a celebrity effect. This was also the one she called for the popular star to be the endorsement. As long as the advertisement was broadcast, with the influence of that star, Wushuang Whitening Medicine would definitely establish a brand across the country.

"We can afford it, and the price is easy to say, as long as it is within the range I can afford."

Tian Xiaohe said: "Since that's the case, I will discuss with the star's assistant. After all, with Mr. Li's relationship, I will try to push you forward as much as possible."

"Then thank you Director Tian." Jin Wushuang stood up and shook hands with Tian Xiaohe again.

Late at night, northwest plateau.

The cold wind rolled up the loess, covering the sky and the moon, blew across the earth, making whimpering like ghosts crying.

Like thick fog, there is a faint yellow highlight in the yellow sand swept up by the strong wind.

The highlight is getting closer and closer, and it is a lantern. The white candle is shaking in the paper-paste lantern, flickering and dark, reflecting the owner's face that is as haggard as old tree bark, like a zombie.

"I have been with me for so long, and it's time to come out and meet me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several figures walked out of the yellow sand. A group of ten people were headed by a fat man, wearing a Taoist robe and a jade crown to tie his hair.

The Taoist robe is dirty, has holes, messy hair, and dances in the strong wind.

"Bah!" The fat man spat on the sand in his mouth, "In order to practice evil magic, you killed three hundred people from Kymamura, thinking that you could escape the disaster by running to the northwest? Dao Ye, even if I was tired and broke my legs, I would bring you to justice even if I chased you to the ends of the world!"

The fat man complained a few times and suddenly looked serious: "China Prayer Committee, the captain of the Sixth Echelon Team Li Daoran is here. Don't you kneel down and die!"

"hehe……"

A hoarse laughter came from his throat, and the old man stretched out his hand as haggard as an eagle's claw and pointed at the ten people opposite him.

"Diet? Do you think I can't run anymore? Next year's day is your death!"

The withered hand suddenly flipped, and there were a few yellow talisman papers in the palm, and black ink was painted on it, but it was not ink, but a special pigment.

With a pinch of sharp nails, the yellow talisman paper exploded instantly, and it was indestructible in the bitter yellow sand wind, emitting a green light.

The old man let out an obscure low moan, the yellow talisman paper burned out, his eyes suddenly widened, and he slapped his palm to the ground.

The earth trembled in an instant, Li Daoran felt a trembling heart and took a step back.

"Be careful!" As he said that, he pulled out the sword on his waist, and a few yellow talisman papers were added to his left hand.

"Click!"

The surface of the ground broke open, and a dry hand was stretched out. The first hand was stretched out, and dozens of white and dry arms instantly appeared around it, like bamboo shoots springing after the rain, breaking out of the ground.

In the blink of an eye, Li Daoran and the others were surrounded by hundreds of corpses. These corpses were buried for hundreds of years and had long turned into bones, and some were just buried shortly after being rotten, and some were half rotten, dragged three meters on the ground.

"vomit!"

A few young people who had just joined the team soon saw this scene and suddenly felt a rumbling in their stomachs and vomited out overnight meals.

Li Daoran sighed, "Young people nowadays are really spoiled."

"Design the formation!"

With Li Daoran's order, the nine people immediately stood in their own position and held weapons in their hands as if they were facing a great enemy.

The withered old man raised the copper bell and shook his wrist. The ringtone spread out on the empty loess high slope, with extremely strong penetration and spreading out of five miles in the strong wind.

Driven by the sound of the copper ringtone, the dead bones that were resurrected rushed towards Li Daoran and the others like wolves, and suddenly shouted and killed people everywhere, and the sound of bones being smashed was endless.

Just as Li Daoran was fighting fiercely, the phone in his pocket rang.

Li Daoran smashed a dead bone that rushed over with a sword. When he answered the phone, his face suddenly changed.

"Bad vegetables, we have been tricked to lure the tiger away from the mountain!"

Li Daoran put away his cell phone and glanced at him. Outside the lush army of dry bones, there was no trace of the withered old man, and he had already escaped.

"Don't fight, hurry up and go back!"

Li Daoran raised his foot and kicked over a dead bone, pulled up his teammates who fell to the ground, and a group of ten people ran away from him.

...

In the most prosperous city center of Dongzhou City, there is a courtyard house located in the city center where every inch of land is valuable. This courtyard house can no longer be measured by money.

This is a symbol of identity.

Siheyuan has been in the past for some time, with blue bricks and red tiles. An old locust tree planted in the yard. The bark is thick and full of vicissitudes. It has witnessed the downs and downs of Dongzhou City and the prosperity of Dongzhou City.

The courtyard has been renovated, and the doors and windows follow the Ming Dynasty style, and are made of golden nanmu wood.

In the early morning of winter, President Xu Sanzhong, who is of noble status, learned from Yang Shi, Chengmen Lixue. However, the weather is not bad today and it doesn’t snow.

The sun was three times, and there was no movement in the room. Xu Sanzhong's legs were numb, but he had no temper at all. The boss didn't say anything and he didn't dare to go in.

As footsteps came, Xu Sanzhong looked up slightly, looked out of the corner of his eyes, and saw a handsome young man wearing a white windbreaker walking towards him.

The young man looked proud, but he just glanced at Xu Sanzhong indifferently, then pushed the door and entered the room.

The boss has a bad temper. Whether he is working or resting, he will definitely be furious if he is disturbed.

There are not many people who can enter and exit the boss's room at will. This young man is the boss's son and the only heir, Feng Yifei, Master Feng.

Feng Yifei entered the room for an hour before he came out. When he passed by Xu Sanzhong, he suddenly stopped.

"President Xu, right?"

Xu Sanzhong nodded quickly, smiling like a pug.

"It's Sanzhong, how are Young Master Feng doing lately?"
Chapter completed!