Chapter 8 Onlookers

The so-called layman watches the bustle, and the layman watches the doorway.

Yong Bowen is an authentic insider. Although he has learned Taoist magic and knows nothing about tantra, he can also see that if the fingerprints are completely correct, they can have a beneficial impact on people's mental physique. I can't help but be very curious and can't help stopping to watch in a practice room.

Miss Yingbin was very knowledgeable and did not rush. She just waited with a smile.

Yong Bowen looked at it for a while, and his heart was faintly touched. He felt that the index fingers of his hands trembled slightly. With the music, he formed a strange fingerprint. His left thumb was bent, and his index finger stood upright, and the index finger held his thumb.

This fingerprint is different from what the coach taught in the practice room, but the left hand knot before the monk Huiguo sat in the dream.

"What a King Kong boxing seal!"

There was a applause in his ear. Yong Bowen turned his head and saw that Zibin didn't know when he would come to him.

"Go ahead, I'll say hello here." Zibin sent Miss Yingbin and smiled at Yong Bowen, "This is King Kong Fist, the Dharma Definition Seal of the Great Sun Buddha. Does Yong Tianshi also dabble in Tantric Handprints? This seal is very authentic. If you haven't done a little time, it can't be so good.

Yong Bowen quickly shook his hand and said, "Look at the hustle and bustle, just learn from them to play."

He didn't know that the students of Shengheng Group are divided into three levels of junior high school. This junior practice room teaches improved simplified fingerprints, which only plays a role in regulating the mental physique, and will not teach such advanced fingerprints as King Kong.

Zibin smiled and did not expose Yong Bowen. He just asked, "Why is Yong Tianshi interested in visiting our company today?"

Although Shengheng Group is also named under the Association of Mages, they are Buddhist Tantra after all, and it is impossible not to be excluded in the Association of Mages, which is dominated by Taoist schools. As early as the establishment of the company, Yu Chengshi let go that members should not participate in assisting in the operation of Shengheng, and must not let the tantric forces develop in Spring City. However, the operation of Shengheng Group is a different way. It does not come up to preach Buddhism as the mages think, but starts with fitness and entertainment. Their fitness method with simple fingerprints as the main idea has a remarkable effect. In a short period of time, they have become famous in Spring City, and the name of large international group brands attracts the most trusted Chinese people. It soon opened the market among women, and Shengheng fitness practice has become a trend.

But no matter how lively Sheng Heng is, the members of the Mage Association insist on crowding out and never come to the door. Yong Bowen suddenly came to the door and it was particularly eye-catching.

Yong Bowen coughed dryly and asked tentatively, "Mr. Zi, did a monk come to look for trouble just now?" Looking at the calm here, it doesn't look like something is going on. I can't help muttering in my heart. Is it just a casual talk about the thunder of the new house Youzheng?

"The monk?" Zibin looked at Yong Bowen strangely, "This is the territory of the Mage Association. How can a monk come out and make trouble? The Buddhist Association will not allow it.

"Of course not. I just saw a monk coming up and thought he was coming to beat you. Since it's okay, I'll go first." Yong Bowen laughed dryly and left. He ran out of the office building. He got into the car and secretly scolded the Japanese monk for not being authentic. He said that he would pick up the venue to grab the authentic, but he didn't show up. It's really too much.

Just as I was about to start the car, I looked into the back mirror, but I saw Xinju Youzheng standing across the street.

The Japanese monk held a stick in one hand and a hat in the other. He raised his head and stared. Like a statue, he was motionless, which attracted all the passers-by to peek unconsciously. There were also nothing but clerks in nearby stores watching through the window.

Yong Bowen quickly jumped out of the car and ran over.

Xinju Youzheng turned his head and nodded to Yong Bowen, but did not wait for him to come over. He lifted his cane and lowered his head and walked quickly. When Yong Bowen ran across the street, he had disappeared into the sea of people.

"What kind of plane are you doing?"

Yong Bowen was puzzled and thought that the monk was really acting strangely.

He got into the car and returned to the company.

Far away, I saw a large group of people gathered on the sidewalk in front of the company. Roughly, there had to be a hundred and eighty people. It was messy and lively. They all looked up, as if flowers were blooming in the sky.

Yong Bowen was shocked. The Chinese people like to be onlookers, but they can gather onlookers on the three floors. Usually, it is either a big car accident or someone is going to commit suicide. Looking up at the sky, I saw blue, and a few cotton-like white clouds lying leisurely in the air, as if they were stuck in the air by glue and did not move. .

After looking at it for a while, he couldn't get the point. Yong Bowen stopped the car, leaned over, patted a middle-aged man standing in the outermost circle and asked, "What's wrong?"

The middle-aged man raised his head without looking back and said, "Look at the flying saucer. Do you see that there is a flying saucer behind the clouds in the sky!"

Is there really a flying saucer in the sky?

When he was stunned, he suddenly heard a burst of cheers from the crowd: "Come out, I see." Yong Bowen hurriedly looked at the sky, but saw nothing. The middle-aged man stamped his feet and sighed, "I didn't see it again." I couldn't help lowering my head and glanced at Yong Bowen. "It's all you. What's wrong?"

Yong Bowen was confused and returned to the company. However, he saw a group of employees in the company sitting in the hallway and looking out with great interest. He couldn't help asking, "What's going on?"

Yu Chunbing smiled and said, "When we came back, we gathered a lot of people. I heard from the hanging ghost on duty that the old lady had been looking around after we left. Later, a few students came over. It seemed that they should be from the nearby school. They were talking to the old lady. After a while, they said that they saw it, and then they passed. The people on the road were curious, so they all gathered slowly. Well, there are so many people.

What's the matter?

Yong Bowen couldn't help but show off this group of unimmediacy guys and planned to lecture, but looking at Ai Liyun, who was watching while watching with melon seeds with great interest, she didn't dare to scold her. Looking at Yu Chunbing, it was also a useless training. Looking back, it was Luo Xiaonan and Ji Leer, one was a little knife thick-skinned, and the other was tender-skinned one. Pressing it is about to come out of the water, and it's not easy to say. At a glance, I saw Wei Rong, who was shrinking in the end to join in the fun.

This man has probably never been huddled with so many beautiful women. He doesn't care much about the hustle and bustle outside, but he looks intoxicated and occasionally takes a deep breath. His expression is quite obscene.

Yong Bowen immediately stood up and came forward and said, "Does the company pay you to watch the fun during working hours? How's the website going? How many registered users are there? Is there anyone new entrusted business? You are here, who will take care of the website?

Wei Rong immediately shrank his neck and defended: "The vice president of fish has arranged permission to be on duty on the website to accept the commission, others..."

"After the fish vice president's arrangement is finished, don't you have to do anything? If you have time, you can improve the website again. Yong Bowen picked up the boss's airs and couldn't help saying that he scolded Wei Rong first, and then grabbed him back to the Network Technology Department.

At this time, the group of ghosts on the website are rampant and gloomy, but it tastes like a little horror online games. In addition to the ghost name, a line of scarlet letters appears on each ghost's head from time to time.

"Teaching homework, tutoring homework, cheap price, fair fee!"

"Accounting, data statistics!"

"The personal tour guide service can guide scenic spots all over the country alone!"

"Sales of entertainment gossip, gossip photos!"

"Write love letters on behalf of others and teach the secret skills of picking up girls! Tailor-made thirty-six marriage proposals!"

In addition to ghosts, there are also several newly registered IDs wandering around with great interest, occasionally chatting with ghosts, and excited words can be seen on the chat screen from time to time.

"It's really interesting. These NPCs are just like this."

"After playing so many games, I have never seen such a smart NPC."

"What do you do here? Is it a game? Why don't you have a task?"

The unified characteristics of these IDs are all female characters, and the names are all unsidentified English letters. Obviously, they are all curious to pass by and watch the fun. They have no intention to hang out here. Although some people ask ghosts about whether the services are true or false, no one has really entrusted them.

Yong Bowen looked at it for a while and felt bored. He remembered the entrustment of stealing the examination paper, so he chose a ghost who was an old thief from the server and handed over the task. According to the requirements of the old ghost, he downloaded the location map and relevant information of No. 8 Middle School from the Internet. This is the front work that must be prepared before stealing, which is as important as stepping on the point. Naturally, Yongda Tianshi is not good at stealing. Of course, he should listen to the instructions of professionals.

After arranging this business, there was nothing else to do on this day. Yong Bowen stared in front of the server for a while, and he was so bored that he almost fell asleep. Finally, he pulled Wei Rong and a group of unindustrgent people to get along with each other and ran to the porch to watch the fun.

Watching the flying saucer farce on the street lasted until after four o'clock in the evening. It was not until it was time to go home for dinner after work that a few clouds on that day, and the crowd gradually dispersed. Even so, some people regretted not seeing the flying saucer.

When it was time to get off work, everyone dispersed. However, Yong Bowen, the boss of the company, still remembered that there was a business that had not been done, so he stayed. He planned to wait for the thief to steal the examination papers and come back before leaving. Ai Liyun, as a personal secretary, did not do her job for a day. At this time, she suddenly remembered her responsibilities. Of course, she was duty to stay. To accompany the boss of Yongda, Ji Leer, who heard that the boss was going to work overtime and took the initiative to stay, was sent away by Secretary Ai.

As soon as the sun set, the boss Yongda drove the thief to steal the examination papers and hid back to the office with the little secretary. As for what the boss and the little secretary hid in such a quiet place, it was not what the little staff could know.