Su Li immediately shook her head, muttering to herself, "I’m a university student of the new era, who would believe in this? Brother Zhou, I’ll go check out the studio in a bit."
Zhou Yitian exhaled heavily and nodded.
This matter is a bit tricky.
There are a total of over thirty people in the studio, and now more than half are sick, leaving everyone in a state of panic. Who even has the focus to work?
The most crucial point is that Su Li spent thirty million to buy that office building, and it’s not like she can just say no to it.
Zhou Yitian didn’t linger, quickly leaving to head to the studio.
A man’s deep, magnetic laugh suddenly resonated above Su Li’s head, "Su Li, do you really believe there are ghosts in this world?"
Su Li wore a bitter frown, her eyes full of nervousness as she looked at Feng Huaijin.
Admittedly, she no longer dared to confidently say "I don’t believe."
Ever since she met Tuanzi and actually went to the Future to see her future son, Su Li felt there were many things in this world science couldn’t explain...
Feng Huaijin discarded the iced pear and reached out with his fingers that had a cool hue, lightly lifting Su Li’s chin, his voice eerie, "Su Li, to think you were the top scorer in the college entrance exam."
Su Li looked at Feng Huaijin with frustration, pretending to be calm as she said, "I never said I believe! Believe in these things?"
Feng Huaijin observed Su Li’s fearful yet pretending-to-be-calm demeanor and lowered his head, chuckling softly, then switched the topic, "Why did you call Zhou Yitian ’brother’ just now? Call me that too."
He suddenly wanted to find out what it was like when she called him that.
Su Li rudely swatted away Feng Huaijin’s hand, grabbed her bag, and headed out.
Feng Huaijin watched Su Li’s retreating figure, his eyes lowered with limitless humor.
After recuperating at home for several days, Su Li felt much better.
On the way to the studio, Su Li made it a point to ask Ji Xuewei.
Senior Sister Ji replied mysteriously, "Xiao Li, metaphysics is as vast as the sea; the myriad worlds can be explained by ’mysticism.’ Don’t worry, you don’t need to understand its secrets; Senior Sister will protect you. But lately, I’m performing rituals out of town and won’t be back until tomorrow or the day after." Content orıginally comes from Nove1Fire.net
Ji Xuewei’s words didn’t make things better; instead, Su Li became even more anxious.
Wasn’t this an indirect admission that such things indeed existed?
Perhaps it was really psychological; when Su Li reached the doorway of the studio’s office building, the old locust tree outside seemed eerie, and goosebumps sprang up involuntarily.
Beside her, an old man sweeping the floor excitedly explained to a passerby, "Half a year ago, wasn’t that high school student the one who fell right here? You didn’t see, the blood and brain matter were everywhere, it was terrifying..."
Su Li cursed silently to herself, feeling a bit helpless.
No wonder this office building was so cheap, only costing thirty million. As for the sellers, who knows where they’ve gone.
Though thirty million isn’t much to her now, after all, it’s still her money!
Feng Huaijin of the Future worked so hard to earn it for her and Tuanzi to spend!
Su Li held back a mouthful of frustration and strode inside the studio.
She made her way to the office on the third floor and just pushed open the glass door.
The sound of the door opening made the men and women inside working gasp and scream, their faces pale.
Su Li sighed. Whether there was any haunting or not, in their current mental state, there’s no way they can work properly.
Everyone saw Su Li and immediately stood up to greet her, calling her boss.
Su Li smiled and said, "Are you guys okay? Don’t believe the rumors, you’re scaring yourselves..."
Before Su Li could finish speaking, a young girl who had just graduated from university said with a pale face, "Wow, I remember my teacup was just on the sink, why is it now in front of my desk?"