Requiem Chapter 32: The World of the Dead (1)
"Mr. Yin, please stay! Let's sit down and talk slowly." Zhang Yunfei was so speechless by Yin Hun's tactic of retreating by advancing that he was like a tamed sheep, extremely well-behaved.
Yin Hui looked around, his frown relaxed a little, and he pulled Tang Yan to sit down again. This time, Zhang Yunfei stood up and took the initiative to give him the guest of honor seat, but Yin Hui was not impressed by his tricks, just shook his head, pretended to refuse, and then returned to his original seat.
After clearing his throat and taking his third sip of red wine, Yin Hui spoke up: "Mr. Zhang, I'm just asking you a question, but I wonder if your great-grandfather didn't live past fifty?"
His eyes were fixed on Zhang Yunfei, without blinking.
Although Zhang Yunfei didn't know why the guy in front of him changed the subject again, he nodded after pondering for a moment.
"Then your grandfather is the same!"
Zhang Yunfei nodded again.
"Besides, your father will definitely not live past the age of fifty." Yin Hun looked at Mr. Zhang and said with a smile.
"You...how dare you curse your uncle in person? As a guest, you are a guest. Others let you in because they are giving you face. Do you really think you can go on like that without restraint?" No need to ask, Luo Zhe is very good at fanning the flames.
Zhang Yunfei's temperament was much more stable than his. He just shrank his pupils and stopped Luo Zhe lightly, signaling him not to speak. Then he looked at Yin Hui and said sincerely: "Don't worry about him, just continue talking."
"I wonder where my uncle is now?"
"My father is in the office dealing with some trivial matters at hand." Zhang Yunfei replied calmly.
"Oh! Today should be your uncle's 50th birthday, right?" Yin Hun asked Zhang Yunfei.
Zhang Yunfei nodded repeatedly and said, "That's right, today is my father's fiftieth birthday. I have booked the entire clubhouse to celebrate his birthday."
"Well, that's right. I have received Mr. Zhang's invitation. Now my uncle is preparing for his 50th birthday, but you say that he will not live past 50. If this is not a curse, what is it? Humph!" Luo Zhe's eyes were fierce, and it seemed that he was ready to bite back.
Yin Hui sneered: "If you don't believe it, I can keep it to myself. But don't regret it later."
"Wait!" Zhang Yunfei unexpectedly stopped the two people's verbal dispute again. He stood up respectfully and said in a tactful tone: "Sir, please continue. I have always felt that there is something strange about this matter. I always feel... I always feel that my father's behavior these days is also strange." When he said this, his expression was a little subtle and hard to grasp.
"I have nothing to say. Let's go see my uncle now!" Yin Hun stood up and whispered a few words in Tang Yan's ear, asking her to wait for him here. "Please come this way." Zhang Yunfei made a gesture of invitation, and Yin Hun walked past him with his head lowered arrogantly.
This made everyone present dumbfounded. The CEO of Yidun Building actually made fun waist. How powerful is this guy?
So, as soon as Mr. Luo, Mr. Zhang and Yin Hui left, Tang Yan was immediately surrounded by everyone! They were either envious or trying to curry favor with her.
"Tang Yan, I never thought that a little girl like you would be so lucky. Your boyfriend is not only handsome, but also has such a prominent background."
"Yeah! Our Miss Tang Yan is pretty good looking too!"
Everyone surrounded Tang Yan, talking to her. The happy Tang Yan seemed to have fallen into a honey pot, smiling sweeter than anyone else.
In his heart, he was also praising Yin Hui: "I never thought that this kid, who usually has a cynical image, would actually act like a real person in a big occasion. But it's a good thing this way. Many people who used to dislike me have started to try to get close to me."
The more I think about it, the sweeter it gets. I want to reward this guy handsomely when I get back. A woman's vanity is satisfied, but she will pay any price.
Yin Hui walked in the front and walked into a luxurious office under the guidance of Zhang Yunfei. It was even more luxurious than the presidential suite. This was upper class, this was status.
But Yin Hun didn't care about these. On the contrary, his hands began to tremble, because he didn't expect that the latent yin energy in this office would be so strong that it even penetrated deeply into his bone marrow like a knife.
It's starting to get abnormal, Yin Hui sighed in his heart.
"What's going on in this office?" He turned and looked at Zhang Yunfei.
Zhang Yunfei answered respectfully, "Father moved into this abandoned office only last year. This office had been abandoned for five or six years, and no one had ever come in, but father insisted on moving in. We couldn't persuade him, so we had to agree."
Yin Hun nodded slightly. He had already determined that this dark place was definitely not that simple.
He took a deep breath, calmed himself down a little, and then continued walking.
After turning a few corners, I saw a luxurious office. Although the decoration was very luxurious, the lighting was extremely dim, and I could only vaguely see the shadows of some items.
These are nothing, but I don't know whether the owner of this place is playing a prank or has some weird habit, but he actually changed all the lights on both sides of the corridor to green. The sparkling green light spreads from top to bottom , giving people a visual difference as if they are in the underworld.
The originally luxurious decoration became extremely strange and distorted under the reflection of the light.
Luo Zhe and the other man followed closely behind, and when they saw this scene, they couldn't help but gasp.
"Zhang... Mr. Zhang, why did you mess up the office like this?" Luo Zhe's lips began to tremble noticeably as he spoke, and even his originally high-pitched tone turned into a stuttering tremor. In this strange environment, it was like a crisp note, pushing the atmosphere to a climax.
Zhang Yunfei's heart tightened as well, and he said to himself, "That's not right! The lights were on here a few days ago? It's only been a month since I came here, who changed the light bulbs?"
Yin Hui stood in front, saying nothing. No one saw that his left hand, which was hidden in the light, had already gently opened the talisman bag hidden at his waist.
He was not a living Buddha, nor a fortune teller, and no one knew how far things had developed. But his intuition told him that he was late this time.
And it's not a bit late.
The door of the office is made of red lacquered wood, with a streamlined golden lock and the six words "General Manager's Office" in regular script, which shows its grandeur. It is simple yet solemn.
But now, it is locked, tightly locked.
Yin Hun turned sideways and gave the vacant space to Zhang Yunfei. After all, the other party and the person inside were father and son, so it was not his turn to knock on the door and greet.
Zhang Yunfei was very anxious at the moment, which could be seen from the force with which he knocked on the door: three long knocks and one short knock, without any pause in between.
"Father!"
"Father! I'm Yun Fei!"
If it were any other time, there would definitely be an old and serious response from inside: "Well! Come in!"
There is no father-son relationship in the officialdom, and the same is true in the workplace. For decades, Zhang Yunfei has been accustomed to his father's attitude towards him, but now...
His father didn't have the habit of taking a nap. Even if he was too busy at work, he would just close his eyes and rest for a while. He would wake up immediately if there was any movement around him. It was precisely because of his diligence that Yidun Building was what it is today. Thinking of this, Zhang Yunfei's heart sank. So he turned his head impatiently and looked at Yin Hui with a look of help.
He knew that the only person who could help him right now was this young man.
But Yin Hun was gone. At this moment, he was standing by the ventilation window about five or six meters away from the door, with an expressionless face.
It was a glass window, and everything inside could be clearly seen from the outside.
Following the wind, I listened attentively. It was very quiet inside and no one was talking.
Even the rhythm of breathing is difficult to collect.
Yin Hui looked back at Zhang Yunfei and said, "Mr. Zhang, how long has it been since you last visited your father?"
Zhang Yunfei thought about it carefully and answered in the most standard language possible: "This is not only where my father works, but also where he eats and lives. He usually lives here, and we communicate through MSN. Even the banquet tonight was contacted by him on MSN. The last time he came here was a month ago, mainly to get some business documents for approval." At this point, Zhang Yunfei swallowed. He had already sensed that Yin Hun's tone was not right, and he seemed to be inclined to be angry.
