The Yin Five Thunderbolts of Si Jiangchen are deadly to anyone who is struck by them.
However, he himself can suppress them, which is probably closely related to his zombie constitution.
Zombies are undead and have super - strong recovery abilities. The only ultimate way to deal with them is to burn them to ashes.
I think that with the nourishment of my blood, Si Jiangchen should be able to repair his body soon. By that time, I should have rescued my grandpa. Staying here might anger Du Wenzhong!
After hearing my third condition, Si Jiangchen let out a soft groan.
"What if my injury never heals?"
His voice was hoarse. "Can I keep you by my side then?"
His expression was so forlorn, as if he were a stray dog trying to grasp any warmth it could find.
His pitch - black eyes made my heart skip a few beats.
"N - No way!! You're a zombie! How could you not recover?!"
I wasn't going to be deceived by his suddenly dejected look. "Stay away from me! I'm going to have breakfast and then go to work."
"…Do you want me to drive you?"
Si Jiangchen finally sat back in his chair and tapped out a cigarette from the pack in his hand.
"No, thanks."
I shook my head firmly.
Maybe he already knew where I worked, but there was no way I'd let him drive me. That flashy car was not the kind of transportation a nobody like me would use to commute!
At 8:45 a.m.
I squeezed off the crowded morning - rush subway and finally arrived at the Haiyue Building in the CBD.
After handing my employment notice to the security guard in the building and getting a temporary access card, I smoothly reached Hanyu Planning on the 29th floor.
The on - boarding process went smoothly.
The HR was a woman in her mid - thirties. She wasn't strikingly beautiful but was mature and reliable.
After discussing all the terms of the internship, she asked me if I had any requests.
What requests could I have?
I wasn't really here to work. In this 37 - story building, it would take me at most ten days or half a month to locate my grandpa with my compass. Once I rescued him, my mission would be completed. Whether I got paid or not was another matter!
Seeing that I had no objections, Miss Zhuang gave me the internship work permit for the Executive Department and took me to the office to officially introduce me to the other employees.
Hanyu Planning was not a large - scale company. There were only three departments involved in the operation: the Client Department, the Planning Department, and the Executive Department.
The Client Department had the most employees. They were mainly responsible for contacting target clients externally. One manager led five subordinates.
The Planning Department customized various activity plans according to the clients' needs. There were four people in total.
Our Executive Department was basically a jack - of - all - trades department. We were in charge of contacting venues, purchasing materials, and coordinating personnel. However, our department had the fewest people. There were only three people including the department manager.
I heard that the previous employee I was replacing quit because of the high work pressure and couldn't stand the long - term overtime.
Now, my arrival made her heave a long sigh of relief.
The HR told me that the manager and colleagues in the Executive Department had gone on a project, so I should wait in the office.
The former employee who had left was very enthusiastic in handing over the work to me. As an intern, I would only do some odd jobs. Naturally, I wouldn't get the lucrative tasks like contacting material purchases.
"Sister Fang..."
The former employee was about to leave after the hand - over when I called out to her in a soft voice.
Sister Fang was a woman in her early thirties. She was one of the long - serving employees of Hanyu. Since she had already left, she was wearing a casual outfit printed with the logo of a spa. She looked lazy and relaxed.
"Xiao Du, what else?"
Sister Fang turned around to look at me and then sat back in an empty chair in the office.
"Did you encounter anything strange?"
I tidied up my desk and then asked. "Why did you suddenly quit?"
Hearing my words, Sister Fang's face paled. She first looked around and then carefully leaned towards me and whispered, "I'll tell you secretly! Never work overtime in this building. You mustn't stay here after 8 p.m.!"
"Okay!"
I nodded and then asked, "Why?"
"Why?!"
Sister Fang waved her hand. "There are ghosts in this building..."
It turned out that as a long - serving employee of Hanyu, Sister Fang had access to a lot of resources. The purchasing work in the Executive Department was a lucrative job. Although she complained every day, she was actually very serious when doing the work.
After all, only when the company developed steadily could the employees make continuous profits.
However, two weeks ago, around the Lunar Ghost Festival.
Hanyu Planning took on a summer music festival project from an entertainment company. All the strange things started from this music festival.
Music festivals in Beijing were always a gathering of big stars. Usually, a small company like Hanyu wouldn't get the chance to plan such an event.
But this time, somehow, a genius in the Client Department managed to land this project.
If Hanyu could successfully host this high - level music festival, not only would it achieve its annual profit target in advance, but it would also add some remarkable cases to the company's performance.
Everyone in the company was as excited as if they had taken stimulants and worked around the clock.
Especially the employees in the Executive Department. Even with the help of people transferred from the other two departments and outsourced projects, they were still extremely busy.
Sister Fang was in charge of material procurement. Although she didn't have to run around in the hot sun, she still had to be on standby in the office at all times.
After working overtime in the office until the early morning for a whole week, Sister Fang felt extremely tired.
So, at around 11 p.m., she secretly sneaked into a women's spa on the 12B floor, planning to get a full - body SPA.
From the moment she entered the spa, Sister Fang felt that the air - conditioning was turned up too high.
In mid - July of the lunar calendar, she felt a chill even in her bathrobe.
When she was taking a milk bath, although she had booked a private bathroom, she always felt that someone was watching her. When she called the attendant to ask, the attendant said that she was the only customer that night.
Sister Fang felt a bit spooked, so she asked a masseuse to accompany her for a salt scrub.
There was only a small essential oil lamp in the aromatherapy room. The dim light and the masseuse's skilled techniques made Sister Fang drowsy.
Just as she was half - asleep and half - awake, she suddenly noticed a pair of blood - red eyes staring directly at her through the gap at the top of the shower curtain.
Sister Fang was so scared that her heart almost burst. She let out a scream, jumped up, and immediately hid behind the masseuse, shouting incoherently about "ghosts" while pointing at the shower curtain!
The masseuse was also startled and turned on all the lights.
The small room was instantly brightly lit. The masseuse walked over and pulled aside the light - purple curtain. There was a corridor with a faint yellow night - light, empty... Even the receptionist had disappeared, probably off somewhere slacking!
The masseuse thought that Sister Fang was just overly tired and having hallucinations, and invited her to take a nap in the lounge, but Sister Fang refused!
Those blood - red eyes were so real that it felt as if they would pounce on her and bite her neck off at any moment!