Rebirth of financial migrant workers

Chapter 134 The trip to the imperial capital ended successfully
"Fuck!"

"what!"

"hiss!"

The black hand that suddenly stretched out from the mirror made Wang Chunliang scream.

This haunted house has three floors and is a themed adventure type that became popular in 2009.

The people in the Imperial Capital are wealthy and wealthy, and the props, scenes, and actors in the haunted houses on Ghost Street are far beyond what can be compared to the cheap haunted houses in the parks east of Hedong.

Wang Chunliang usually watches ghost movies, such as The Grudge, The Ghost Calls, The Ghost Will Show, and so on. He is not a timid person, but the various unexpected designs in this haunted house still frightened him.

For example, if you see a door in the wall on the right, you will definitely stare at it there in case something jumps out from inside. However, at this time, the wall on the left suddenly cracks, and a black hole stretches out towards you. Silk.

For example, the spider model suddenly fell from the ceiling, or the one wearing a succubus costume with her white chest half exposed.
The headlights are so big, they scare me to death!
Seeing the eldest lady's calm appearance throughout the whole process, Wang Chunliang regretted it a little. He originally wanted to come in to scare the eldest lady and show his strength as a boyfriend, but he knelt down first.

Then he had doubts. The eldest lady's behavior was completely different from when she was outside. Could it be that her previous fear was all fake?
Before they had time to think about it, the two of them had already reached the third floor. Through the dim light, they could see clearly that the entrance sign read 'Ultimate Darkness'.

Wang Chunliang has seen this before. You can't see your fingers inside, and the actors will wear night vision goggles to scare customers for fun.

"Ahem, how about we go back?"

The eldest lady pushed open the door before Wang Chunliang finished speaking, took his right hand and rushed in.

"Wait a minute, my right hand is a little sore, please use my left hand."

Fifteen seconds later, the entrance door to the third floor was opened again, and a black figure got in.

Zhao Wuji, who had failed to pretend at the lobster shop before, thought about it more and more. A few hundred yuan didn't matter, the key was that he couldn't live with it in terms of face, so he became a clown inexplicably.

Holding back his anger, he followed the two of them into the haunted house.

Darkness can encourage the evil in people's hearts. In addition, he had drunk some wine just now, and at the moment, his mind was filled with the plots in "Tail Row" and "The Tram Man".

Why can you, Wang Chunliang, touch Luo Wanning's butt, but I, Zhao Wuji, can't?

Such a pitch-dark environment made me 'accidentally' addicted to my hands. What can you do to me?

Remembering that Wang Chunliang had always been on the left hand side, he quickly and quietly followed him along the right side of the double-wide passage.

"Ahem, Wanning, why are you touching my butt, you little pervert?"

"Huh?" The eldest lady tugged on the other person's hand to express doubts.

Wang Chunliang felt the pull from the eldest lady on the left front and fell into deep thought. The eldest lady was on the left front. Who was that person who touched my butt from behind just now?
Are there any gays in the cast? !

After Zhao Wuji heard Wang Chunliang's voice, he retracted his hand in fright. The momentum of the liquor was gone. Before he could turn around and run away, he was hit in the nose by a straight punch.

The burning pain caused Zhao Wuji to stumble and fall to the ground. He hurriedly climbed up using his hands and feet, covered his nose with one hand, turned around and ran, stumbling and falling at least four or five times along the way.

Wang Chunliang stretched out his hand to fish out a handful but failed to catch the other party. He was not worried about leaving the eldest lady here alone, so he gave up the chase.

As for calling the police or something, forget it, it's not a big deal for a grown man like him to have his butt touched, not to mention that his punch was not light. "I'm telling you, if I punch that straight, the bridge of the opponent's nose will probably be broken."

Wang Chunliang, who had come out of the haunted house, was bragging about his achievements to the eldest lady vividly, while the eldest lady frequently walked around behind him, glanced at his butt constantly, stretched out her hand to gesture for a long time, and pouted her little mouth. It seems as if his territory has been invaded.

At 12 o'clock in the evening, Mr. Ning had already gone back to the house to sleep.

Only Mr. Ning was left in the living room sitting on the sofa, flipping through the newspaper, yawning profusely. He looked up at the clock from time to time. It was already so late, why wasn't his daughter back?

The sound of unlocking finally sounded outside the door. He stood up, then quickly sat down again, holding up the newspaper and pretending to read it, but kept glancing at the door.

After the door was opened, the eldest lady jumped off Wang Chunliang's back. The joy and happiness in her eyes made Mr. Ning, who wanted to reprimand him, shut his mouth. He put away the newspaper and just went back to the house. I said go to bed early.

The next morning, it was bright and clear.

Wang Chunliang felt a headache as he looked at the eldest lady lying in his arms having a sweet dream.

Before going to bed last night, President Ning called Wang Chunliang into the bedroom and gave him a stern warning not to go to Ning Ning's bedroom at night to bully her.

But he couldn't guard against the eldest lady's active night attack. However, the two of them were innocent. They simply drank milk before going to bed and did not break through the final bottom line, so Wang Chunliang still had some confidence now.

However, this confidence was obviously not much. After getting up and being called to the study by President Ning and closing the door, Wang Chunliang's heart skipped a beat.

President Ning was very conflicted. On the one hand, he felt that his daughter was only 22 years old, which was still too young, and he was reluctant to let her get married and leave him so early.

On the other hand, I felt that my daughter was so attached to that piece of shit that she couldn't even bear to sleep apart. If she died, she would definitely not get married as soon as possible.

He glared at Wang Chunliang, who was holding a water bottle in front of him to refill his water. Just as he was about to say something serious, he was silenced by the other party's "Dad, you have tea."

President Ning coughed, changed his tone and said earnestly:
"Ning Ning is not in good health and is still recovering. You should understand what you can and cannot do."

Seeing Wang Chunliang make the promise with a correct attitude, President Ning changed the topic and asked again:
"Shuanghe Real Estate's loan is now in serious trouble. How are you going to deal with it?"

Wang Chunliang scratched his head, looked at President Ning expectantly, and whispered tentatively:

"I may need your help."

President Ning: "It's impossible. The pressure from the province is too great. I can't directly intervene in Shuanghe Land and Hengda."

Wang Chunliang: "Then it's not too much to do a small favor indirectly, right? Wait a minute while I get some materials."

After saying that, he walked out of the study, went to the bedroom, found a copy of the Elephant Bank meeting minutes from his backpack, and touched the head of the young lady who had just woken up before leaving.

After Wang Chunliang returned to the study and explained the plan clearly, President Ning shook his head: "Elephant Bank changed the form of the loan review meeting at will, which is too flexible and radical. I don't know who came up with the idea. It's just nonsense."

"What nonsense?! President Song from Elephant Bank came to visit three years ago and talked about the problem of being unable to decide between two loans. At that time, your father and I proposed to directly modify the form of the loan review meeting so that the two loans would go to the meeting at the same time. Later, it was also This has proven to be very successful. Why is it that you, a young president, are more difficult to adapt to than I, an old man who has retired for many years?"

Mr. Ning held a radio in one hand and an old man's music in the other. He blocked the door of the study and stared at President Ning with a dissatisfied look on his face. The eldest lady hiding behind him was covering her mouth and snickering.

(End of this chapter)