Female boss's personal expert

Chapter 456 The Seventeenth Floor That Suddenly Disappeared
"Hehe, Mr. Zhang, I hope we can cooperate happily."

With the joyful voice of a man, there was a crisp clink of glasses.

Shen Yinbing slowly opened her eyes, and the first thing she saw was a brightly lit hall.

In the hall, there were seven or eight tables of banquets. Dozens of well-dressed men and women sat in front of the tables. Everyone had a reserved look of joy on their faces, chatting and laughing in twos and threes in a low voice.

Shen Yinbing turned his face in a daze, and saw his secretary, Xiao Song, sitting on his right, with his chin resting on his left hand, dozing off with his eyes closed.

Beside this table are several businessmen who appeared at the reception last night, and none of them are foreigners.

Maybe it was because Xiao Song was dozing off, those people spoke very softly, and seeing Shen Yinbing raised his head, one of them raised the cup in his hand and said hello softly: "Mr. Shen."

The person's greeting woke up Xiao Song.

"Ah, Mr. Shen, you're awake."

Xiao Song raised his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth, and smiled embarrassedly.

Chen Yinbing rubbed his eyes: "Well - I, I fell asleep?"

Xiao Song poured a glass of boiling water for Shen Yinbing, put it in front of her and said with a smile: "Yes, you didn't sleep all night last night, and fell asleep not long after sitting down. But Mr. Shen, don't feel embarrassed, Many people are like you, after all, everyone didn't rest well last night, some of them couldn't make it through, and even left early to rest."

"Oh."

Shen Yinbing took the cup, and just as he handed it to his mouth, a flash of light suddenly flashed in his mind, and he said cleverly: "Where is Gao Fei!?"

At this moment, she suddenly thought of what happened before she woke up: she was taken to an empty room on the seventeenth floor by Mrs. Baici's men.

There, she met Gao Fei and Liu Xiaolong.Mrs. Baici celebrated the successful cooperation for them. She took a sip of snake wine, and after Liu Xiaolong knocked over the black porcelain pot, she saw many scary eyes, noses, and ears...

Then, she suddenly didn't know anything.

After waking up, he was in a hall with many people.

Thinking of that weird room, the disgusting red wine, the scary human organs, and even the seventeenth floor, Shen Yinbing felt his stomach constrict rapidly, and quickly raised his hand to cover his mouth.

Seeing that Shen Yinbing's face suddenly turned pale, Xiao Song was taken aback, and quickly supported her arm: "President Shen, what's wrong with you, is there something uncomfortable?"

Chen Yinbing shook his head, took a deep breath with his hands away, and glanced around to make sure that he was not in that horrible room, and there were no scary eyes and noses on the table, but a table with all kinds of colors and fragrances. After the delicious meal, the beating heart slowly calmed down, and asked again: "Where is Gao Fei?"

Xiao Song replied: "I didn't see him, I only saw that Liu Xiaolong, but he just left."

"Didn't see him?"

Shen Yinbing put her head in her hands and asked in a low voice: "Then, how did I come here? I clearly remember that this morning, I was taken to a room on the seventeenth floor by the owner of the clubhouse, where I saw—— How come here?"

Xiao Song looked surprised, and said cautiously: "Mr. Shen, are you okay? I don't understand what you said. At seven o'clock in the morning, the owner of the clubhouse did invite you to have breakfast, and I will be right below Wait. After you left, dozens of, oh, the people we saw were all invited away. I waited in the lobby for less than an hour before being invited here. I’m here At that time, you had already fallen asleep on the table. The waiter said, you may be too tired and fell asleep not long after sitting down, so I let me take care of you. "

"You, when you came here, I fell asleep and lay on the table?"

In Shen Yinbing's eyes, great fear floated in Youdi.

She clearly remembered that she was invited to a room on the seventeenth floor and encountered that scary scene, but how did she appear here after waking up?

Xiao Song nodded blankly: "Yes, you fell asleep when I came here."

How can this be?

I clearly remember that I was in that room!

Shen Yinbing shook his head vigorously, and asked, "This, is this the No.17 building?"

Before Xiao Song answered, a waiter who passed by them gave a surprised cry: "Hey, lady, did you just say that this is the No.17 floor?"

Chen Yinbing suddenly turned around and looked at the male waiter: "I don't know—"

Before she could finish her sentence, the waiter, who looked around, bent over and whispered, "Ma'am, maybe what I'm about to say will make you feel uncomfortable, but I still want to tell you."

Shen Yinbing nodded: "Say it."

The voice of the waiter was even lower: "In the Dynasty Clubhouse, don't mention the word [-]th floor, because there is no [-]th floor in our clubhouse, or in other words, when this building was just started to be built, there were indeed [-] floors. The seventh floor, but later our boss sealed all the passages leading to the seventeenth floor with cement, because all the rooms on the seventeenth floor contained the deceased husband and the relics of our boss, including him The sports car I loved during my lifetime, and a few Arabian horses, but no one can get in. It’s been three years... Let’s put it this way, the [-]th floor is in the Dynasty Club, it’s a tomb specially made for the boss’s husband. Anyone Mentioning the seventeenth floor in the clubhouse will be regarded as an unwelcome guest."

As if he felt that he had talked too much, after the waiter finished speaking, he smiled apologetically at Chen Yinbing, and then left quickly.

What, the seventeenth floor of the Dynasty Clubhouse turned out to be a tomb dedicated to holding the relics of a certain deceased?

No one can get in.

This has been the case for three years.

This, how is this possible! ?

There was wordless fear in Shen Yinbing's wide eyes: Could it be that I spent last night in a grave?
Seeing Shen Yinbing's pale face and eyes full of fear, Xiao Song was very frightened, quickly grabbed her left hand, and said softly, "Mr. Shen, are you alright?"

"Me? I, I'm fine, fine."

Shen Yinbing was alert all over, stood up from the chair, and walked quickly to the elevator.

Xiao Song quickly chased after him: "Mr. Shen, where are you going?"

"How could there be no seventeenth floor? I went there last night, and I saw the words seventeenth floor painted on the corridor wall. How could there be no one?"

Shen Yinbing didn't care about Xiao Song, and quickly walked into the elevator, but when he pointed to the elevator button, he was stunned: there was no number '17' on it.

But she clearly remembered that the man in the black suit who invited her to the seventeenth floor last night had pressed 17, but now he is gone.

"Mr. Shen!"

While Shen Yinbing was staring at those buttons in a daze, Xiao Song rushed into the elevator in time.

She didn't look at Xiao Song either, and quickly pressed the '16' button, and said in a low voice, "I have to figure out something, so don't say anything else."

After hearing what Shen Yinbing said, Xiao Song could only shut up.

With a jingle, the elevator door slowly closed, cutting off the noise outside.

Xiao Song had to take the elevator countless times every day, but never once did she feel depressed or even scared like Xiang Qian.

The kind of invisible, intangible but real fear made her bit her lips and looked at Shen Yinbing without saying a word.

In Xiao Song's impression, Mr. Shen, who looks cold and arrogant, is actually very fragile inside. When they went hiking a year ago in the summer, Mr. Shen was even scared to cry by a snake passing by in the grass.

Especially after Chairman Su passed away, Shen Yinbing often cried alone.

Fragility, in Xiao Song's opinion, has become synonymous with Mr. Shen.

But now, when the waiter in the club clearly told her that the seventeenth floor was just a tomb without a passage, Mr. Shen insisted on looking for the seventeenth floor.

What exactly did Mr. Shen see during the hour when he left last night?
Just as Xiao Song was thinking wildly, the elevator jingled and stopped on the 16th floor.

When the elevator door slowly opened, Xiao Song saw Mr. Shen took a deep breath, and then walked out quickly, and she hurriedly followed.

Because of the so-called Business World Cup Cocktail Party last night, the club was closed from the afternoon of the day before yesterday to this morning, so the corridor was empty, and there were no people, only the heels of the two people's high-heeled shoes. There was a crisp rattling sound on the ground.

The voice sounded very pleasant, but it also carried an indescribable weirdness.

After getting out of the elevator, Shen Yinbing turned right and walked towards the safe passage (that is, the stairs).

When he came to the stairs, Chen Yinbing turned his head and looked at the corridor wall behind him.

Xiao Song followed suit: a green number as big as a basketball was painted on the wall: 16.

After taking a look, Chen Yinbing walked up the stairs quickly, holding on to the stainless steel handrail.

Soon, the two of them passed the corner and arrived at what should be the corridor on the seventeenth floor.

Like the entrance and exit with multiple stairs that Xiao Song has seen, there are also two sliding doors at the entrance of the corridor on the seventeenth floor.

White curtains are hung above the two sliding doors, making it impossible for people to see what it looks like over there.

Xiao Song walked over quickly, and when he stretched out his hand to open the door, he forced a smile and said, "Mr. Shen, that waiter must be joking, there are obviously..."

Before Xiao Song could finish his words, an unbelievable expression suddenly appeared on his face, and his eyes were wide open!

Behind those two sliding doors, instead of a corridor, she saw a black-painted concrete wall with two large characters written in red paint: rest in peace.

Behind the door is a concrete wall.

Staring at the two scarlet letters, the corners of Shen Yinbing's mouth twitched violently, stepped forward slowly, and raised his hand to tap on them.

There was a muffled popping sound from the wall, which sounded solid.

Looking at the two big characters, Xiao Song suddenly felt that these two characters looked like a pair of eyes, looking at her coldly, even with a trace of a weird smile, which made her subconsciously take two steps back, murmured Said: "Shen, Mr. Shen, there is no way out, we, let's go back."

"You wait here for me, I'll come as soon as I go!"

Shen Yinbing stared at the two words, pondered for a moment, then grabbed the handrail, and rushed to the [-]th floor with quick steps.

With modern people's understanding of numbers, the eighth floor of each tall building, No. 18, is listed as the least favorite floor.

The eighth floor means ups and downs.

The eighteenth floor, better understand, the eighteenth floor of hell.

Because of this ridiculous reason, developers in many communities sell these two floors at relatively cheap prices.

Chen Yinbing hurried up to the eighteenth floor, just wanted to go to another stairway to see if the entrance and exit of the corridor on the seventeenth floor were also blocked.

"Mr. Shen, wait for me——ouch."

Xiao Song was worried that Shen Yinbing ran up alone, but when she hurried to catch up, she accidentally sprained her foot, and she squatted down in pain, rubbing her ankle with her hands.

(End of this chapter)