When the elevator reached the 65th floor, Chen Xian's face had already turned pale, and a dense layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he looked a little in a trance.

Chen Xian is not afraid of death. To be precise, in the eyes of most people, he does not seem to be afraid of anything.

Perhaps only he himself knows that he is afraid of the weightlessness that escapes gravity, and is also very afraid of climbing high and looking into the distance - it is really ridiculous, he is not even afraid of death, but he suffers from a certain degree of fear of heights, why? He didn't even understand it himself.

"Are you alright?" Fatty Huo glanced at Chen Xian and seemed to notice his change, so he couldn't help but ask, "I think your face looks a little bad, are you not used to taking this elevator?"

Chen Xian nodded, placing his left hand behind him and clenching his fist tightly, his palm was full of cold sweat.

"I'm not used to it." Chen Xian forced a smile and said, "I'll get used to it slowly in the future."

Hearing this, Fatty Huo didn't think much, nodded and took him and Mu He out of the elevator.

This floor is the highest floor of the Ningchuan Building. Unlike other floors, there are very few rooms here. From the doors that can be seen in the corridor, there should be only eleven rooms.

In this deep corridor, there are five black metal doors on the left and right, and at the end of the corridor is an oversized red-red wooden door, which looks particularly abrupt compared to the snow-white walls.

With Fatty Huo leading the way, Chen Xian led Mu He all the way to the end of the corridor.

When passing through those black metal doors, Chen Xian was also looking at it calmly. Although he didn't say anything, he was still curious about the Ningchuan branch of the Secret Service.

The right side of these metal doors is recessed with a touch screen, which looks very similar to the touch screen in the elevator. It seems that you need to brush your palms to enter, and there are signs hanging on the top of these doors.

"Office of the Armed Section Chief... Armed Section Chief Living Room..."

These rooms on both sides of the corridor belong to the section chiefs of five departments. In addition to the section chiefs of the Armed Section, there are also the Detection Section, the Investigation Section, the Logistics Section, etc...

The two rooms near the end of the corridor are the office and living room of the director of the Ningchuan branch.

"Come in first, the legal affairs have already drawn up the contract, you can take a look first..."

With that said, Fatty Huo pushed open the door of the conference room at the end of the corridor.

As soon as he opened the door, the thick smoke from the conference room drifted out. The smell of nicotine mixed with cigarette tar was so choking that even Fatty Huo, an old smoker, couldn't help frowning.

"Are your little comrades fucking good?" Fatty Huo said this as euphemistically as possible, as if he was still acting as a director, even if he scolded people, there was an elegant and sultry smell, "I still smoke when I smoke. Don't know how to open the window to breathe, are you all pig brains?"

There were eight young men and women sitting in the conference room, including Lu Yisheng. Before Fatty Huo pushed the door and came in, he was sitting on a leather chair and smoking with Erlang's legs crossed. Now Fatty Huo is scolding him like that, let alone Lu Yisheng, a direct subordinate, even the young people from other departments did not dare to sit, and they all stood up after putting out their cigarette butts, and hurriedly ran to open the window to breathe.

"Uncle, don't be angry, we didn't open the windows because of the strong wind and sand outside. The central air conditioner is broken today, otherwise the smoke wouldn't be so big..." Lu Yisheng explained embarrassingly.

"Next time, if you want to smoke, roll downstairs for me, or go to the toilet and squat to smoke. What's wrong with this!" Fatty Huo said as he lit a cigarette for himself.

Seeing this scene, Lu Yisheng and the others dared not to speak out, so they could only curse in their hearts.

This dead fat man is really not a thing, is it not obvious that only the state officials are allowed to set fires and the people are not allowed to light the lights?

"Oh no, I seem to have to set an example?"

In an instant, Fatty Huo came to his senses, and seemed to realize that he was a leader. He wanted to set an example for other young people by snuffing out the cigarette butts in his hand, but then he thought... This pack of cigarettes was bought by himself. Yes, money is also hard-earned hard-earned money, isn't it a sin to waste money?

Think carefully, think carefully.

Fatty Huo took a deep breath of cigarette with a serious expression, then raised his head and looked blankly at the young people smoking in the conference room, showing the demeanor that a leader should have as much as possible.

"roll."

Within three seconds, the conference room was emptied by Fatty Huo's verbal attack.

Except for Chen Xian and Mu He, who remained in the conference room, everyone else walked out in despair, but when they passed by Chen Xian and the others, they couldn't help but glance at them.

Whether in the eyes of ordinary people or in the eyes of strangers, a combination like Chen Xian and Mu He always attracts a lot of attention inexplicably.

Most of the men would stare at Mu He. After all, she was so good-looking that people couldn't take their eyes off her, while women's eyes couldn't help but stay on Chen Xian.

This was also the case on the street before. Most of the women who came and went on the road looked at Chen Xian and couldn't take their eyes away. There were also some shy and reserved girls who only dared to look at Chen Xian secretly.

To be honest, Chen Xian's skin is no worse than Mu He. Compared with the stars in the movie, he may not have so many illusory and hazy light and shadow special effects. He only has the most simple sense of reality on his body. Than, his unique personal temperament is the key to attracting attention, not the kind of deliberately contrived iceberg, but only some kind of unspeakable silence.

Most women just saw his calm eyes, and they would have uncontrollable curiosity. If they could, they would like to get close to Chen Xian immediately, wanting to explore the story hidden in his eyes.

This kind of psychological activity not only occurs in ordinary women, but even those female aliens are also unavoidable.

There were three girls who were scolded together with Lu Yisheng before.

They didn't come here secretly to smoke, but because of the special geographical location, they could see more than half of Ningchuan City from the floor-to-ceiling windows, so they came here just to take photos of the exterior with their mobile phones, and when they were scolded by Fatty Huo. They didn't have any fearful reaction, instead they called the director hi, and then they walked out with Lu Yisheng.

When passing by Chen Xian, the eyes of the three young girls kept scanning him, and those shining eyes were as careful as a searchlight, which could be seen from their expressions... If not With Fatty Huo present, in all likelihood, they would come up to Chen Xian and ask for a WeChat ID.

Chen Xian has long been accustomed to this kind of gaze from the opposite sex, and has never taken it to heart.

But Mu He is not.

Although she didn't understand anything, she was still very angry, like a kitten protecting her food, she only felt that someone was staring at the fish in her bowl with bad intentions——

"Chen Xian!" Mu He suddenly pulled him, so strong that he almost didn't throw Chen Xian to the ground, his pink face became puffed up, even if the girls went out and closed the door, She still stared at the door of the conference room uneasy, her eyes full of vigilance, "They... Bad guys..."

"What bad guy?" Chen Xian was a little confused. After all, he was a straight titanium man who was more straight than a straight man of steel, so he couldn't understand Mu He's thoughts at all.

Mu He raised his head and glanced at Chen Xian, then looked at the closed door, as if talking to himself, he muttered a few words that Chen Xian couldn't understand, and didn't explain anything to Chen Xian anymore. But she hugged Chen Xian's arm even tighter, as if she was afraid that others would snatch Chen Xian from her.

All this fell into Fatty Huo's eyes.

have to say.

This damn fat man is really not a good thing.

"Oh, that's good." Fatty Huo smiled with his loving aunt, and his fat face was also full of gossip. Originally small soybean eyes, now completely turned into squinting eyes, "I'm still young. what."

"What's young?" Chen Xian was even more confused.

Fatty Huo laughed a few times without explaining, and greeted Chen Xian to sit down at the conference round table, and then went to the locker next to him and took out two packs of unopened snacks, which seemed to be hidden from him. The grain reserves were also posted with the words "For Director Huo, whoever dares to steal it will be fucked to death".

"What's this girl's name?"

"Muhe."

"Mu He?" Fatty Huo nodded, the gossip smile on his face gradually turned into a very sincere smile, he handed a few packets of snacks to the girl, raised his finger and pointed to the leather sofa next to him, "Go there first. While looking at the scenery, I have something to tell your brother, and I will let him take you out to play when I am done."

Mu He hesitated for a while, but after seeing Chen Xian nod his head, he took the snacks from Fatty Huo.

This is her first time dealing with people other than Chen Xian.

"Thank you." Mu He looked at Fatty Huo and spoke in a very soft and thin voice, as if she was still a little reserved, but after opening the snack bag and eating two bites of potato chips, she was all overjoyed, and she was full of potato chips. Slag's right hand yanked Chen Xian, pointed at Fatty Huo and said, "He's... a good guy..."

Hearing this, Fatty Huo was instantly happy, and his eyes became even warmer.

Maybe Fatty Huo believed Chen Xian's words and really regarded Mu He as an orphan born with an intellectual disability, so when he looked at Mu He, his eyes were a little distressed, and he sympathized with this hard-working child from the bottom of his heart.

"Eat more if you like it. Uncle Huo doesn't have much else here, just a lot of snacks." Fatty Huo laughed, and was very pleased that Mu He called him a good person, "There is also a seafood buffet for staff downstairs.You can too..."

At this moment, Chen Xian suddenly interrupted Fatty Huo's words.

"Uncle Huo, did you just say...there is a staff meal?" Chen Xian asked calmly.

"Yeah." Fatty Huo nodded, "We have kitchen buns for our three meals a day. We don't eat the same thing every day. I'll take you down to see it later?"

"Not urgent."

Chen Xian took a deep breath and suddenly felt that his wallet could relax a bit.

"Don't be in a hurry to eat or anything. After all, it's important to do business. Uncle Huo, you can quickly show me the contract. No problem. I'll sign it now... You don't need to pay for the staff cafeteria downstairs, right?"