Chapter 1343

The curator whispered a few words on the phone, courteously, as if pleading for the help of some great man.

After hanging up the phone, he glared at night Hong, gnashing his teeth and saying: "you wait to die! How dare you offend me, hum

Night Hong bored yawn, directly ignored the threat of the curator, picked up a book next to it and read it with relish.

People around do not know how to react, can only silently sigh night Hongxin big.

Just now the counter that is called Xiaohui teller, I don't know when quietly walked to night Hong and the moon poetry behind.

Two, run to you in a hurry!

The curator knows a great man in the city hall. You can't resist him! "

Yueshi sound looks flustered, not from looking to night Hong.

Night Hong head also does not lift, light asks a way: "how do you know?"

Xiao Hui usually has a good relationship with Yue Shiyin. At this time, when she saw her boyfriend who she thought was yueshiyin, she didn't seem to realize the danger, so she couldn't help crying out.

She said eagerly, "I saw it with my own eyes!

A few years ago, the curator brought the great man to this office and ordered one of our female colleagues to accompany him.

Later, we saw the female colleague running out of here in a mess.

A few days later, I heard that she had committed suicide...

after this, the curator gave a password, claiming that whoever dares to pass it on would be killed.

I can't tell you about it...

and after that, the curator is still sitting in this position.

So do you understand? "

Night Hong's action of turning over a book, the page was accidentally torn into two by his overflowing strength.

Yueshi's voice was pale. When she recalled the scene just now, she was afraid.

If it was not Yehong, she and the female colleague who committed suicide would be an end!

Thinking about this, Yue Shi Yin can't help but feel cold all over her body. She can't help but stick her body close to Yehong, as if she can make her body no longer cold.

Night Hong looked up at Xiaohui, light way: "I know, thank you for telling me this matter."

Xiao Hui is stunned for a moment. Although Ye Hong still has that indifferent tone, she always feels that there is more fire in his eyes.

"You know, why don't you leave?"

She saw Night Hong buttocks did not move, more anxious.

Ye Hong was silent for a moment, put down the book, word by word: "because some innocent souls are doomed to be forgotten by this world in vain!"

Yue Shiyin and Xiaohui are shocked and red in their eyes.

But they no longer persuade Ye Hong to leave.

Three people's voice is not big, in the noisy scene did not spread.

The curator doesn't know what Xiaohui said, and still looks at Yehong with a grim smile.

The legend of high-heeled shoes came out of the door for a long time.

A fat middle-aged woman like meat mountain suddenly came to the door.

When she saw the tragedy of the curator, she threw the satchel on her hand and threw the whole person around the curator.

"Husband, husband! Are you okay?

Who hurt you? "

It turned out to be the curator's wife.

The curator didn't speak, just looked at Ye Hong and Yue Shi Yin with grim eyes.

He dare not tell the truth of the matter in full view of the public.

The curator's wife looked back. When she saw the beautiful and refined face of Yueshi, she couldn't help flashing clear and disgusting in her eyes.

She knows her husband's temperament better than anyone else.

But even so, she had to help her husband for the money in his pocket.