Chapter 1223

Influenced by the surrounding area, Qin Xiaobing's impression of Zhang Lianghua is also very general.

However, she thinks vice president Zhang is OK. He not only has a high level of education and strong working ability, but also his speech and behavior are in line with the conditions of a gentleman. From an objective point of view, he is a perfect match with President Xia.

If Fang Yuan were just an ordinary person, Qin Xiaobing wouldn't worry about what would happen to Zhang Lianghua. Perhaps she would silently bless vice president Zhang that her wish would always come true and eventually bring back the beauty. In that way, she seems to have lost her biggest "competitor".

But the real face of Fang Yuan is "terrible". In Qin Xiaobing's opinion, vice president Zhang, who is actually very good, if he persists in his mistakes, iron will cause trouble. He doesn't know that one day he will be quietly killed like Ye Mingmei. Even the corpse capital doesn't know where he will be dragged to feed the dog.

Qin Xiaobing, who is simple and kind-hearted, can't bear to think that Zhang Lianghua, who is still excellent, has an accident, so he is advised to stay away from Xia Xiaoyun and say that Fangyuan is terrible.

"Oh?"

Zhang Lianghua's smile solidified a little and returned to normal: "Secretary Qin, I'll invite you to Shunhe street for Western food at noon?"

Just now Qin Xiaobing politely invited him to the office, but Zhang Lianghua declined.

Now he offered to invite Qin Xiaobing to Western food. Naturally, it was because she kindly advised him to listen to her carefully talk about how terrible it was.

Of course, Qin Xiaobing won't tell anyone the details of the square.

Let alone Zhang Lianghua, even Guo Yiqin, who was actively "pursued" by her, is not qualified.

She just reminded Zhang Lianghua with compassion. Of course, she had to decline with a smile: "thank you, vice president Zhang. I still have work to do, so I won't see you off. Take your time."

Zhang Lianghua nodded and watched Qin Xiaobing walk into the Secretary's office with the bouquet of flowers. A strange smile appeared at the corners of his mouth and said in a voice that only he could hear: "in fact, I'm also terrible."

"Yo, isn't this vice president Zhang? When did you come back?"

A very enthusiastic man's voice came from the stairs.

Zhang Lianghua looked back and walked quickly with a smile. He stretched out his right hand from a distance: "Hello, vice president Wang. Hehe, I just came back at nine o'clock today. "

Vice president Wang is the second in command of the reputation of Shentong express group. He is an old man who has been here in the summer. He has average working ability, but he has a good temper and good popularity.

Vice president Wang is old and has long lost the "ambition" of young talents. Therefore, when he gave most of his rights to Zhang Lianghua, he was not at all unhappy. Anyway, no matter how much he did, he would not get a penny less in dividends. Why not give young people a chance to stand out and sit in a comfortable big class chair every day, What about the leisure time of "a newspaper and a cup of tea"?

"Hehe, vice president Zhang has worked hard. If every employee of our company is as responsible as vice president Zhang, the company will become a super first-class company."

After praising Zhang Lianghua without leaving a trace, vice president Wang loosened his hand and looked at the door of the president's office: "why, isn't president Xia here?"

"Something urgent. I just went out."

Zhang Lianghua smiled and asked, "if vice president Wang has something to do with President Xia, I'd better call her."

"It's not an emergency. It's the procurement of the logistics department. President Xia needs to sign it."

After explaining his intention, vice president Wang asked casually, "will it take four or five hours for vice president Zhang to fly back from abroad?"

"Normally, six hours is enough. After all, I have to change planes after returning home."

Zhang Lianghua smiled and said, "but my luck is not good this time. Shortly after the plane took off, I encountered bad weather and was forced to wait at a small airport for seven or eight hours. After returning home, the plane from Beijing to Anyang was delayed again. On the way to take a taxi from Anyang to King Tang, I encountered a big traffic jam -- alas, it's hard to say. I could have come back at 8 o'clock last night, but it was postponed to 9 o'clock this morning. "

"Oh, yes, I always encounter such helpless accidents when I'm running around outside. But as long as you can -- "

Vice president Wang sighed with deep experience. When he said this with emotion, he suddenly changed the topic: "vice president Zhang, are you ill?"

"I'm sick?"

Zhang Lianghua was stunned, subconsciously raised his hand and touched his cheek: "no, my body is very normal."

"But there's something wrong with your face."

Vice president Wang stared at Zhang Lianghua's face, frowned and looked very dignified: "your face seems to be a little blue at the moment -- all of a sudden."

"Oh, really? Maybe I've been running around all night and I'm a little overworked? "

Zhang Lianghua lowered his head, raised his hand, took off his glasses, wiped his face, and smiled a few times: "Oh, ha ha, vice president Wang, if you don't say it, I really don't feel it. Well, it seems that I have to have a good rest. "

"Yes, yes, I have to have a good rest. After all, people are not iron. Although work is important, health is more important. Only having a good body can -- "

Vice president Wang's eloquence was interrupted by Zhang Lianghua with his head down: "sorry, vice president Wang, I want to go back to the office and have a rest first."

Without waiting for vice president Wang to say anything, Zhang Lianghua quickly walked to the stairway next to the west of the corridor.

All the deputy general offices of Shentong express group are on the lower floor of the floor where the president's office is located, so when deputy general manager Wang comes to Xia Xiaoyun, he just needs to walk the stairs.

"Vice president Zhang, are you all right? Shall I call Xiaolian and ask her to check it for you first?"

Looking at Zhang Lianghua's hurried back, vice president Wang shouted with concern.

Xiao Lian is the "imperial doctor" of Shentong express group. His medical skills are superb. The common symptoms such as headache and brain fever are basically effective at one shot. Of course, he does not rule out misdiagnosis. No matter how many needles he pricks or how many drugs he takes, he is always much better than ordinary people.

"No."

Zhang Lianghua waved his hand without looking back, and soon disappeared at the corner of the corridor.

"Vice president Zhang is a little strange today. I don't know why."

Vice president Wang shook his head somewhat puzzled and thought it was best to go back to the office and call Xiaolian.

With a bang, he slammed the office door and screwed on the secret lock. Zhang Lianghua leaned on the door panel, raised his chin, lifted his hand, untied the tie in his neck and breathed.

At this moment, he could clearly feel the terrible change. His whole body began to itch. He was obviously panting, but his heart beat more and more slowly.

He threw his tie on the ground. Zhang Lianghua threw off his expensive coat and stumbled into the bathroom.

As the vice president of the company, there must be a separate bathroom in the office.

When Zhang Lianghua entered the bathroom, he closed the door without turning on the light.

The light in the bathroom suddenly darkened, but Zhang Lianghua could see very clearly -- even in an environment where he couldn't see his fingers, he could see anything he wanted to see.

He reached out and turned on the cold water switch of the shower.

The cold water fell from the sky like a sudden rain.

Instead of standing under the shower, he held the washbasin with both hands and kept his head low. Then he suddenly raised his head and looked at the wall mirror on the wall.

In the wall mirror, there was a man with a dark face and blood vessels, winding and densely covered like earthworms.

He could clearly see that the man's nose was gradually collapsing, the corners of his eyes were pulled to both sides of the tip of his eyebrows, the radian of the corners of his mouth became more and more strange, his chin gradually flattened, and there were shining scales on his neck.

Monster.

Looking at the monster changing its appearance in the mirror, Zhang Lianghua's eyes were very painful. He gave a beast like roar in his throat, raised his hand and punched heavily on the wall mirror.

With a dull bang, the mirror split, and the broken lenses crashed down. Only the top right corner of the mirror, which had been cracked countless times, was stubbornly pasted on the wall, so that Zhang Lianghua, who reflected on it, saw more monsters.

If you put it in the past, let alone Zhang Lianghua, even an expert like Fang Yuan, who seems to have been stabbed by the lens and bled after smashing the mirror with a punch.

But now, Zhang Lianghua's right hand is unharmed, because it has turned blue and black, and a layer of scales harder than armor is wrapped on the skin.

Let alone a mere lens, even if the bullet hit him, it would not have the slightest effect.

"After drinking these things, you will have changes you can't dream of."

A very gentle and nice woman's voice sounded from Zhang Lianghua's memory.

"What is this?"

Zhang Lianghua could still remember how scared he was at that time. He struggled to break away from his tied hands, tear open the blindfolded black cloth and see what the woman wanted to drink for himself.

"Tears."

"Eyes, tears?"

"Yes, tears."

"Tears, what is it?"

"Tears are the liquid secreted by lacrimal glands."

The beautiful woman's voice said, "as long as you drink these tears in seven days, then no one will want to hurt you again."

"The dead, only the dead, will not be hurt!"

After hearing that women only let themselves drink tears, not poison, Zhang Lianghua relaxed a little, but soon thought that the most "not afraid of harm" was the dead, even more afraid.

The woman said, "not only will you not die, but you will live a long time. Live to the point where you hate how you can't die. "

"Impossible!"

No matter what Zhang Lianghua's character is, he is a man who believes in science.

People are composed of 24 chemical elements such as oxygen, carbon, hydrogen and nitrogen. Flesh and blood cells have their own age limit. When metabolism decreases and dead cells far exceed newborn cells, it means that people are old.

Since ancient times, there is no elixir of immortality, let alone immortality.

So when Zhang Lianghua heard a woman say that as long as he drank tears, he could become the kind of person who was tired of living himself, his first reaction was not to believe it.

"I remember many years ago, there was an advertisement saying that everything is possible."

The woman spoke softly, slowly stretched out her left hand, pinched Zhang Lianghua's chin, and put something like a bottle on his mouth.

Zhang Lianghua wanted to struggle, but his chin hurt violently, making his eyes black. When he wanted to scream, a cool smell of wine flowed down his throat.

It tastes very good and feels very comfortable, but his brain is a little dizzy. After the woman released his hand, he lay on his back on the bed, coughed violently for a few times, and slowly fell asleep.

Zhang Lianghua didn't know how long he had slept. When he opened his eyes in a trance, the blindfolded black cloth disappeared. He could see that he was still in the hotel room. A woman in a white nightgown sat in front of the dressing table with her back to him and pasted yellow on the mirror.

Women are beautiful.

Beautiful enough to make people think of those peach colored pictures when they only see her back.

If women were not so beautiful, how could Zhang Lianghua fall to the current situation?