The killer sister from the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 5
Zhang Zihan took Bai Xi to the Electric Appliance City. The dazzling array of products were things she had never seen before. She was very curious and looked around.

Seeing Zhang Zihan's arrival, the male manager of the electric appliance city immediately stepped forward to greet him with a smile, "Mr. Zhang, why didn't you notify me when you came?" Zhang Zihan glanced at him, and said indifferently, "Come over and take a look at the electric appliance."

"You can just call someone to notify you of any electrical appliances you need. Why do you need to come here in person?" The manager flattered Zhang Zihan with a smirk.

"Bai Xi come here." Zhang Zihan completely ignored him, called up Bai Xi who was following behind him, and said, "My sister just came back, I'll just show her around, you don't have to follow."

"So it's Miss Zhang, hello, hello!" The manager glanced at Bai Xi, his face turned red suddenly, Bai Xi glanced at him coldly, and followed Zhang Zihan to other places.

When he walked to the TV area, the TV hanging on the wall was playing the most popular costume drama at the moment, Bai Xi stopped and stared at the screen on the TV, "What's wrong?" Zhang Zihan stood beside her curiously.

"Nonsense." The Songjin battle between the Ming and Qing dynasties was being played on TV. Bai Xi's dynasty hadn't reached the time of Chongzhen, so if he didn't know what happened next, he would inevitably be angry. Army's last war.

She took out some toothpicks in her pocket and put them on her fingers. She moved her wrist and fingers slightly, and all the toothpicks were inserted into the TV screen. The TV screen that was playing was instantly blacked out, causing panic among all the staff. Zhang Zihan retreated to her The side asked softly: "This, could it be you who did it?"

"Nonsense." Bai Xizheng looked at him sternly, and he covered his face with his hands helplessly. This was a heavy loss. He spread his palms to Bai Xi and said, "Take it out."

Bai Xi looked at him strangely, not understanding what he said, "Hand over the toothpick." Seeing her standing there still, Zhang Zihan said, "How much is there in the pocket."

"What are toothpicks?" Bai Xi looked at him blankly, "It's the thing you flew out just now." Bai Xi took out the remaining toothpicks from his pocket and put them in his hand, "Where did you get them?"

"At home." Bai Xi looked at him with an innocent face, she still didn't know what trouble she had caused, "These are toothpicks, they are for picking your teeth, not for you to use as weapons." Zhang Zihan could only feel depressed Explain to her how to use toothpicks, but didn't they exist in the Ming Dynasty?

Bai Xi pursed her lips, and said: "Such a good thing, it can't be used as a hidden weapon and wasted." Her words made Zhang Zihan want to beat her up, but he was no match for her at all.

Due to the problem with the TV on the wall, the security guards were called over, and the scene was a little chaotic. Zhang Zihan then placed an order with the manager and said that the TV would be delivered to his home when he was free, and then hurried away with Bai Xi.

It happened that the camera couldn't capture the position where they were standing just now, so they could avoid everyone's suspicion, but what they never expected was that there was someone standing behind them who clearly saw Bai Xi's movement when he made a move, but he remained silent With a half-smile, seeing Zhang Zihan and the others leave, he followed behind.

After Bai Xi and Zhang Zihan got into the car, Zhang Zihan hammered the steering wheel, glared at her, and said angrily, "Next time, I'll hand you over to the police." For some reason, Bai Xi looked aggrieved and said : "Police? What's that?"

"Government." He had a feeling that this Bai Xi must have been sent by heaven to punish him. Otherwise, why did she cause so much trouble after only one day? Let me be a good person, don't always cause me trouble, I beg you!"

At this moment, Zhang Zihan's cell phone rang, Bai Xi stared at the lit up box curiously, and pointed, "What is this?"

Zhang Zihan picked up the phone and said, "The phone is for communication." Then he connected the phone, "What's the matter?"

"Why did you go, kid? Are you coming for dinner tonight?" There was a noisy voice from Du Mingsheng's side, probably somewhere else.

"I won't go." He looked up at Bai Xi, and said, "You help me get an ID card."

"What? ID card? Where's yours?"

"My sister's."

"Your sister? When did you have an extra sister? Why don't I know? Damn it."

"Don't talk so much nonsense, just do it if you are told."

"Brother, you also have to give me her basic information."

"All right, all right, I'll send it to your phone." Zhang Zihan hung up the phone after finishing speaking, and then edited and edited some of Bai Xi's information to her. "You will be called Zhang Baixi from now on." Bai Xi frowned, and looked at him with some resistance, "Stop making such an expression, so that everyone can be more convinced that you are my own sister."

Zhang Zihan drove the car and drove Bai Xi around the large and small shopping malls and shops near their residential area. They gave her a brief introduction to daily life, and bought some books about modern life skills in the bookstore, as well as a book about the most important The most important thing is a dictionary of Chinese characters, so that she can learn simplified characters.

Since they came out of Electric City, no matter where they went, there was a car following them all the time, and sometimes they took pictures with their mobile phones, which was very mysterious.

Bai Xi was very vigilant, and found someone following them a few times, but when he looked back, there was no one there, and every time Bai Xi turned his head, that person would always hide with a strange smile. be it good or evil.

Before returning home, Zhang Zihan went to the mobile phone shop to give Bai Xi a mobile phone. In fact, he thought it was quite troublesome. After all, teaching the ancients to use a mobile phone was a very difficult task, so he even took her to buy some daily necessities with clothes.

For a stranger, Zhang Zihan was already benevolent. In just a few hours, he kept asking himself why he could do this to her. It was really strange. For Bai Xi, he had a familiar feeling. A feeling of wanting to take care of her, he couldn't describe this feeling himself, it didn't look like love, but more like a kind of family affection.

Back home, after Zhang Zihan tidied up the messy living room, he explained to Bai Xi how to operate the phone. In one night, he was so angry that he almost vomited blood several times to death, and was dragged by Bai Xi at King Yama he comes back.

He was exhausted and slumped on the office chair with heavy dark circles under his eyes. Du Mingsheng pushed the door in without knocking. Seeing his collapsed appearance, he gossiped, "Hey! Our suave Mr. Zhang, why does he look like he's been ripped out now?" It looks empty, where did you go yesterday? It’s really embarrassing, and you won’t call me.”

Zhang Zihan casually picked up a book on the table and threw it at him, "If I'm happy, I won't be so tired, I'm afraid of meeting a pig."

"What do you mean? Pig?" Du Mingsheng was even more curious about what he went through last night to make him like this.

"Don't mention it." He sat up straight and said, "Hu Zhihuan will be here later, you are ready to leave."

Du Mingsheng crossed his legs, crossed his hands in front of his chest, and said arrogantly: "The business of your company has nothing to do with me."

"Say it again." As long as Zhang Zihan gets serious, Du Mingsheng will be particularly afraid of him, "Got it, what are you going to do? Are you trying to beat him up?"

After Zhang Zihan thought for a while, he said, "It seems pretty good."

"Are you serious?" Du Mingsheng couldn't believe his ears, Zhang Zihan actually asked him to gossip about his client, "Do I look like a joke?"

After saying that, Zhang Zihan leaned the back of his head on the chair, closed his eyes and meditated: "Go help me and ask Wu Qing to prepare the materials. I'll take a rest, I'm exhausted."

Every time Du Mingsheng came to Zhang Zihan's company, he was treated like a subordinate by him. He obviously had his own company, so he was the boss anyway. Every time he came here to run errands for Zhang Zihan, it was really depressing.

He stood at the door and looked at Wu Qing who was busy, "Mr. Du, why are you standing here?" A female employee passing by saw him standing there in a daze, and asked him curiously, "I'm tired of sitting, why are you standing here?" Take a moment." He looked at the female employee with a grin, but instead gave off a lewd feeling, which scared the female employee to quicken her pace and leave.

He walked up to Wu Qing's desk, posing with a poss who he thought was very handsome, standing with his feet crossed, his head tilted, and his waist thrust, and said, "Wu Qing, Zhang Zihan asked you to prepare Hu Zhihuan's materials." Wu Qing looked up He touched him and said, "Mr. Du, do you have a neck problem?"

As soon as Wu Qing said it, he immediately stood up in embarrassment, and said, "Auntie Wu Qing, as President Zhang's secretary, shouldn't you be smiling and be kind to others?"

Wu Qing rolled her eyes at him, smiled politely, and then lowered the corners of her mouth, looking uglier than crying.

"Girls, you should smile more to be beautiful." Du Mingsheng still told her persistently, but Wu Qing completely ignored him, "By the way, what's wrong with Zhang Zihan? Why is he so tired."

"Maybe it's his sister's problem." Wu Qing lowered her head and sorted out some documents.

"Have you seen it?" Ever since Zhang Zihan asked him to get an ID card for his sister, he had been curious about what his sister looked like.

"very beautiful."

As soon as Du Mingsheng heard it, he started to make up all kinds of brainstorming. He must find a way to meet his sister. If he told Zhang Zihan directly, he would definitely be rejected.

Hu Zhihuan came to Shengshi Group alone, although he looked high-spirited, but he had already scolded Zhang Zihan thousands of times in his heart.

Seeing his arrival, Wu Qing immediately went up to greet him, and Du Mingsheng stared at him maliciously from behind, "Hey, isn't this the son of the Hu Group?" His frivolous expression made people want to beat him violently .

Hu Zhihuan rolled his eyes at him, walked past him with his head held high, and walked into Zhang Zihan's office, but he didn't expect Du Mingsheng to come in behind him.

Zhang Zihan opened the book and covered his face with his eyes closed, "cough cough." Hu Zhihuan coughed lightly on purpose, but Zhang Zihan didn't respond, and Hu Zhihuan's expression changed instantly. Originally, his complexion was not good, but now Filled with resentment, Du Mingsheng walked over to remove the book from his face, bumped him lightly with his elbow, and he opened his eyes.

Seeing Hu Zhihuan looking at him like a resentful woman, he couldn't help laughing, and said, "Why is Mr. Hu so pale? How tired you are standing up, come on, sit down!"

Hu Zhihuan pulled out the chair and sat on it angrily, raised his legs, stared at Zhang Zihan, and said, "Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

Zhang Zihan gave Du Mingsheng a look, and he immediately gave him a clear look back, walked up to Hu Zhihuan, put his hand on his shoulder, winked at him and said, "I don't know that the land near the sea of ​​the Hu Group has been sold. no?"

"Can you talk without being so sly, it's disgusting to me." Hu Zhihuan pushed his hand away, "Speaking of it, don't start it, it's none of your business whether you sell it or not."

Du Mingsheng's eyes became sharp, and he propped one hand on the chair and the other on the edge of the table, and said, "Hu Zhihuan, do you think we have anything to talk about besides the land when we came here today?"

Although this Hu Zhihuan is tall, burly, and handsome, he is very timid. If others' tone is a little harsh, he will appear a little flustered, "What do you want to do?"

"You are a big man, what can I do to you." Du Mingsheng patted his shoulder lightly, then lowered his head and leaned into his ear and said, "Did you miss me. Fucked you?"

"Pervert." Hu Zhihuan stood up angrily on the chair, and slapped him, but Du Mingsheng grabbed his wrist and said, "Why are you so anxious, do you want to touch my face so much?"

Hu Zhihuan was so humiliated by Du Mingsheng that he blushed, "Okay, Du Mingsheng let go." Zhang Zihan, who was sitting across from them and looked at them, finally spoke out.

Du Mingsheng let go of his hand obediently, and sat on the sofa next to him. Zhang Zihan put a contract in front of Hu Zhihuan, and said indifferently: "Make an offer."

Hu Zhihuan knows better than anyone that Zhang Zihan is ruthless in the business world, and he is more aware of his personality. Don't look at him smiling at you on the surface, and no one can guess what he is thinking behind the scenes. As long as he takes action, he will make a steady profit. .

He picked up the contract and looked at it in detail, not missing any punctuation marks, "Zhang Zihan, don't think I don't know what tricks you are going to play." Zhang Zihan sneered, but said nothing.

A few minutes later, he read the contract, and he couldn't imagine that it was an extremely serious contract without any loopholes. He blinked and looked at the person in front of him, "You"

"Make an offer, don't let me say it a third time." Zhang Zihan's smirk did not smile, but it made people feel scary, "The contract is signed, and the benefits are indispensable to you." Although Zhang Zihan spoke very plainly, it gave people a sense of deterrence a feeling of.

Du Mingsheng, who was sitting by the side, was focused on playing with his mobile phone, and didn't want to deal with the affairs here. Hu Zhihuan's hand holding the pen trembled slightly, and wanted to sign the contract, but he was afraid that Zhang Zihan would play tricks later, "You make an offer and then sign." Zhang Zihan turned the paper into a cylinder and pushed his hand holding the pen away.

"One bite is worth a billion."

Zhang Zihan snorted, lowered his head, closed his eyes and shook his head, with a half-smile expression on his face, which made people feel a little creepy, for a moment, he looked up at Hu Zhihuan, and said: "Mr. Hu, my patience is limited. "

"Five to five billion, there is no less, my father will kill me." Hu Zhihuan looked aggrieved, looking like a bullied puppy.

Zhang Zihan was silent for a moment, then gave him a look and asked him to sign the contract.

After Hu Zhihuan quickly signed the contract, it seemed that he hadn't felt so comfortable in a long time, "Don't ask me to cooperate in the future, I feel tired."

"I still want to cooperate with you again." After Zhang Zihan looked at the contract, he glanced at Hu Zhihuan again, his smile was not as scary as before, but more friendly, "Du Mingsheng, go and ask Wu Qing to come in."

Du Mingsheng put down his phone, went to the door and yelled, Wu Qing sat back on the sofa and continued playing with his phone.

(End of this chapter)