Guardian [Rebirth]

Chapter 82 : Little Dwarf

At dinner time, Zhang Qian moved out of the almost completed entertainment city half-dead and looked around blankly.

"Li Gong, is the company sent to pick up my car?"

The bald and fat middle-aged man took out his cell phone and looked at it, beckoned to the assistant, handed over the drawing in his hand, and replied without looking back, "I guess it’s not there yet. Mr. Zhang, I am eager to change the drawing. Go away, call me if you have a problem."

Zhang Qian nodded and waved at him, "Okay, see you tomorrow."

Li Gong left with his assistant.

A van stopped in front of him, and the window of the driver's seat lowered, revealing a tanned and red face, "Zhang, did you drive over? Would you like to see you for a ride?"

"Manager Sun, you haven't left yet." Zhang Qian smiled at him, took a look at his car, and replied, "No, the company will pick up my car in a while. Let's go first. It's a hard time. You guys, I invite you to dinner this weekend."

"Then thank Mr. Zhang first." Manager Sun waved to him, raised the window, and drove away.

Ten minutes later, the staff who came for the acceptance were basically gone.

Zhang Qian touched his hungry stomach and broke his face.

Why the car hasn't come...

The entertainment city has been basically completed a while ago, and the workers have been dispersed. After bidding farewell to the last building inspector who came with him, Zhang Qian sadly discovered that this waiting to be perfected, not yet put into use, a bit remote, big and empty, and even more terrifying at night... …He is the only one left.

After the sun went down, the temperature gradually dropped.

He turned his head, behind him was the reception building of the entertainment city to celebrate the completion. He was sideways, and next to it was a mobile board room that had not had time to be demolished. Looking from a distance, the small mountain bag that looked beautiful and pleasing during the day turned into a black ball, like a A monster that is always ready to pounce on choosing someone to eat.

"Gurulu..."

"Ahhhhh-"

Zhang Qian was frightened by the sudden strange sound and ran a few steps. After standing still and taking a few deep breaths, he turned his head around in shock. The building is still that building, the board room is still that board room, and the mountain is still that mountain, no different from before.

He bowed his head, patted his chest, and began to sweat on his forehead: "Don't scare yourself, don't scare yourself, there are no ghosts in this world, no ghosts..."

The last ray of light of the day disappeared into the sky, and the night breeze was everywhere.

"Gurulu—"

"Ahhhhhhh! There is a ghost!" He couldn't calm down anymore, screaming and rushing to the farther side of the road, as if an evil spirit was chasing him behind him.

After running for hundreds of meters, he accidentally tripped over a stone on the road, chirped, and fell face down to the ground.