Gravekeeper

"Xue'er, didn't your best friend invite you to lunch? So you ended up here, right?"

Outside the door, a strange man's voice questioned.

Through the paint-chipped glass, Chu Qing saw the blurry figure outside the door.

He was wearing a white suit, barely a decent figure.

It was obviously Lin Heng.

However, after a quick glance, Chu Qing's eyebrows slightly raised, revealing a hint of interest.

The three people outside the door obviously didn't notice Chu Qing's dark gaze, and An Ruoxue's voice followed:

"Don't be angry, baby, it's Fang Ping, Chu Qing is a little depressed, so I came to persuade him and let him give up this idea completely."

"So that's the case? But why did Chu Qing, that white-faced guy, come to this damn place?"

Lin Heng's voice sounded again.

"He came to be a security guard. I felt sorry for him, so I gave him 10,000 as a breakup fee, hoping that he would stop being so pretentious in the future. You don't trust me, do you? Why did you follow me here?"

Hearing that An Ruoxue seemed a little angry, Lin Heng's voice softened:

"No way, isn't it my mom who came to take over the shift? I don't need to look after the hospital anymore, and my dad is still clamoring to be discharged from the hospital, which is very annoying.

I was thinking of going out to have a meal with you and see your bestie, but who would have thought that you would come to such a hellhole..."

At this point, Lin Heng turned his head and looked around, and seemed to see the figure in the guard room, and poked his head out:

"Fuck, what on earth is Chu Qing thinking? I'm an artist, and my brain is not normal. Come to this hellhole to be a security guard? Chu Qing! Chu Qing! Do you dare to come out?"

The guard room was pushed open, and An Ruoxue's expression suddenly became nervous.

As expected, Chu Qing came out with a stack of banknotes in his hand:

"Mr. Lin, is there anything wrong?"

"Oh, you really dare to come out, you white-faced guy? What did I do in the beginning? You can go to a KTV or nightclub to do this. I guarantee that tens of thousands of yuan a month is not a problem."

Lin Heng teased, looking at Chu Qing in front of him with disdain, especially the ten thousand yuan in Chu Qing's hand, and paused and continued:

"If you meet a few rich women who are willing to spend money on you, hundreds of thousands of yuan a month is not a problem! If it doesn't work, I can introduce you to someone.

My dad knows several aunts in the business world who lack men but not money, and even a few male bosses who like this.

If you need it, I will introduce you to someone. Who knows, when the time comes, our Lin family's business may need your help to blow pillow talk! Hahaha!"

Chu Qing's upturned mouth corners did not change at all, and he still looked at Lin Heng in front of him with interest, as if he didn't care what the other party was doing.

But Fang Ping on the side couldn't help it anymore, and walked up and blocked Chu Qing:

"Lin Heng, what the hell are you doing?"

Lin Heng looked at Fang Ping coldly:

"What? You idiot, you still want to fight with me? Look at your face, I heard that you went to apply for a job at Huanyu Entertainment this morning?

I tell you, Zhao Yu from Uncle Zhao's family of Huanyu is my buddy, you still want to work at Huanyu? Dream on! But..."

Looking at Fang Ping's flushed face, Lin Heng smiled:

"Zhao Yu and I registered an MCN company together, so, if you scold this white-faced man now, I will keep the company's HR director for you, with an annual salary of 20 yuan and above, not counting bonuses, how about it?"

He looked at Fang Ping arrogantly.

This is his most common method.

Under money, love, friendship, and even family affection are all bullshit.

He is used to these people bowing and scraping under the temptation of money.

So, he also looked at Fang Ping expectantly.

Even Chu Qing looked at his friend from behind with interest.

Only An Ruoxue frowned, and for the first time looked at Lin Heng with real dissatisfaction.

Fang Ping's face turned even redder, and he rushed forward and grabbed the latter by the collar:

"How much money do you have? Without you, you are nothing! Fuck."

After saying that, he raised his fist and hit Lin Heng in the face.

This scene was beyond Lin Heng's expectations, and also beyond Chu Qing's expectations.

The former subconsciously dodged,

and Chu Qing stretched out his hand and finally stopped Fang Ping.

He still looked the same, smiling at the somewhat panicked Lin Heng:

"Mr. Lin, you've shown off your power, and you've found the person. Okay, take the money back and go."

Looking at the stack of banknotes handed over by Chu Qing, Lin Heng finally came back to his senses from what had just happened. He slapped the ten thousand yuan back with a slap. Just as he was about to continue, he suddenly felt a chill all over his body.

For some reason, the cemetery in front of him seemed to have suddenly become much brighter. Most importantly, an indescribable fear filled his heart.

He forced himself to look at Chu Qing and Fang Ping fiercely:

"I don't need this little money. Don't bother Xue'er anymore. Wife, let's go."

After saying that, he deliberately took An Ruoxue's arm, hurriedly walked out of the gate, and got on the exaggerated sports car.

When he opened the car door, he subconsciously glanced at the cemetery. However, just this one glance made his body, which was originally standing in the warm sun, feel like falling into an ice cellar.

Then he suddenly got into the car and drove away quickly.

"Honey, what's wrong with you?"

An Ruoxue looked at the absent-minded Lin Heng and asked in surprise.

Lin Heng's body seemed to be trembling at this moment. He suddenly stepped on the brakes on the road and looked at An Ruoxue beside him in panic:

"Xue'er, there is a ghost in that place! Right next to Chu Qing, a ghost with a face that can't be seen clearly, only hair, and all white clothes!"

Looking at the fear in Lin Heng's eyes, An Ruoxue's eyes flashed with a barely perceptible contempt, but she still whispered softly:

"Where are there any ghosts in this world? Besides, this big white, have you been accompanying your father recently and made you crazy? Are you feeling sick?"

"No, Xue'er, I really didn't lie to you!" Lin Heng explained anxiously:

"Just wait and see, that Chu Qing won't live long. He actually dares to be a security guard in such a haunted place! But it's good this way, he won't be able to bother you in the future..."

"Well, it's good this way..."

Listening to Lin Heng's messy words, An Ruoxue didn't say anything. Her white hands were still gently patting Lin Heng's back, as if to soothe the man's fear.

However, in her eyes that Lin Heng didn't see, there was already a hint of insoluble coldness and undisguised disdain.