Chapter 254

I packed my things and prepared to go see my friends.

But when I met my friend, I found that he was a little abnormal.

He is the common male second boss in novels.

But now it seems that there is something wrong with his brain, but before that his body was still normal.

Because every time he fought me before, we were always tied.

Now I can easily beat him twice.

He is really useless.

I suspected that he might be afraid of seeing a doctor and would not go to the hospital for any problem, so it has been delayed until now. I asked him to go to the hospital with me to see a doctor, but he was unwilling.

I called my family doctor. Although he was angry, the doctor had already come, and he didn't want to argue with me in front of the doctor, so he let the doctor take a look.

But the doctor couldn't find anything. He just said that he had a little insomnia and the headache was a minor problem and that he would be fine after taking some painkillers.

From the doctor's tone, it seemed that there really was nothing wrong and that he would be fine after a little rest. However, his expression did not seem like he would be fine after resting.

His face was so dark that it turned green.

Those who don’t know might think that someone is cheating on him. Wait, is it possible that someone is really cheating on him?

That's really interesting, but I've never heard who he likes. Isn't money his favorite thing?

I never thought that there is someone who means more to him than money. That's really outrageous. I have never seen such a situation before. I must watch it twice. This is a good show.

After taking the medicine, he said he was going to a party and left me. I felt very bored, so I also contacted my company to see if there was anything going on recently.

If he wants to attend a party, then I might as well attend it too. He makes it sound like no one has no parties to attend. Am I afraid of him?

We had always fought to a draw in the past, so it was impossible for me to be worse than him in this aspect.

My subordinates told me that there is indeed a party tonight, so I will go to the party tonight.

I went from my friend's villa to my own villa, packed up, and then asked the driver to drive over and take me to my destination.

There's a red carpet at the door here, which is really interesting. There are a lot of bright lights everywhere. I wonder if the electricity bill here will be very expensive.

If my friend were to come and see it, he would definitely feel very embarrassed.

It reminded me of the last time he held a party. It was pitch dark everywhere, with only a very bright white light bulb hanging overhead.

It is really convenient and saves money for a group of people to eat barbecue around a stove.

Although everyone enjoyed the meal, there were mosquitoes everywhere. It was still summer then, and with the lights on at night, there were indeed more mosquitoes in the darkness than at other times.

Because I also participated, I was particularly impressed.

Those mosquitoes were flying around and flying onto my legs. I hit them accurately every time I hit them. They were so densely packed that they flew onto my legs.

Imagine that the light is white and the skin is also white. The white light shines on the white skin, and it instantly turns black. Those black things are mosquitoes flapping their wings.

The scene was truly shocking.

Normally, watching the sunset in the evening would make one feel good, but he chose the evening because everyone had time.

Moreover, since the evening is after he leaves the company, he does not have to pay overtime pay.

He did not force all employees to participate, but simply sent out an interest form for anyone who wanted to participate to fill out.

Then he arranged for the company bus to take those employees who had indicated on the intention form that they were willing to attend the evening party from the company to the yard of his villa.

There is no need to pay venue fees when using his own villa, so he saves some money.

The yard is big, so the employees can have a party there.

Even if they wanted to have a picnic there, that was fine, he wouldn't mind, but he would definitely charge those employees extra for the picnic.

So the employees were not very interested in the picnic.

After all, no one would want to spend a large sum of money to do something that could have been done before when they didn't have to spend a penny.

As for why those employees were still in the company so late at night and could be picked up by buses, it was because after filling out the intention form, they voluntarily stayed in the company in order to save time.

Because they have been in the company for too long with nothing to do, and they can't get together in front of my friend who is their boss, so they have to work overtime.

Because their boss will actually ask them, have you finished your work?

It's troublesome to be asked.

But this is not considered overtime in the schedule, so he will not have to pay overtime pay, which saves him money.

He was quite content with the situation.

As for why they think that voluntarily staying in the company to work overtime will save time, it is because if they go home when it is time to get off work, it will take time to go home.

You have to pay for your own meals, and after eating you have to go back to the company and wait for the company bus to pick you up, which wastes some time.

It would be better to wait at the company until the company bus comes to pick you up and then go directly to eat.

This way, we don’t have to pay for dinner, nor do we have to spend extra money on the fare home. Everyone is thinking about saving money, and we are worthy of being subordinates of the money-saving expert.

Money Saver is a nickname that my friend uses privately.

He has more than one nickname, but people generally don't call him by his nickname, so he doesn't mind it very much.

And those nicknames are not that bad.

Mainly, those who called him nicknames were not sure whether he would pay a lawyer to take charge of such things and then let others pay more money to compensate him.

Those people may not have that much money to compensate.

If he cared too much about it, he would appear petty, and if he had to deal with those nicknames, it would definitely cost money, and he was unwilling to do so if it was not necessary.

Therefore, this nickname was more firmly attached to him.

I met my friend at the party tonight. He was dressed in a suit and kneeling on one knee in front of a man, a stranger. But I heard from people around me that the man seemed to like my friend and treated him as his lover, which was even more outrageous, as they had never met him before.

I looked closely at my friend's expression. He lowered his head under the light, which made it difficult for me to see his face, but I found that he was not normal.

I don't know if he's sick again.

His face and ears were red, veins bulged on his forehead, and he was gritting his teeth. He looked very angry, and his expression was a little bit vicious, but he was quickly brought under control.

This makes me think of an absurd possibility, maybe there is another soul in his body.

That thing is controlling, my friend.

I don't think there is anything in this world that can be taken for granted to be in my friend's body and control my friend to do things he doesn't want to do.

If there is such a thing, then this thing deserves to be damned.

I have a question.

My friend actually told the stranger that he hoped they could go to a quiet room to talk.

I walked over and asked my friend what on earth he wanted to talk to that stranger about?

My friend said he felt strange, as if there was something that made him like that person.

This is disgusting.

I asked him to go with me to a deserted place.

He didn't suspect anything, and when we got to a dark, deserted place, I punched him in the face.

"You idiot, it must be because you are sick, if not sick, then there must be something fishy.

If you are sick, I will cure you.

If there is a ghost, I will catch it and kill it.

Don't do anything that you will regret for the rest of your life.

From the look on your face and what you said just now, I can tell that you probably don't really like that person.

It's that thing in your body, that nasty thing, that makes you like that person.

What a rubbish you are, you don't even know what you like and you actually try to take control of someone else's body, how despicable.

Doesn't he have parents? Didn't his parents teach him what it means to be aboveboard? It's disgusting.

If I had known I should not have come to this party.

But if I knew about this later, I would beat you so hard that you would lie on the bed and unable to get up.

If you do anything you don't want to do again, tell me and I will send you to the emergency room of the hospital. I guarantee that you can't get out. If you dare to come out, I will hold you down.

If anyone dares to question me, I will show them the video and audio, and let them see what it's like when that ghost thing controls you, and they will agree with me.

Even if they disagree, it's none of their business.

Do you agree?

I asked him.

He agreed.

But the ghost thing in his body said that the person he liked was a good person.

I sneered.

"The person you like is a good person, but do you want to let the ghost who likes you control others? The other person is innocent, why should he be involved by you? Do you have to hate others when you are in love?

You forcefully control someone else's body, and you think that the person you like is liked by everyone in the world. Are you arrogant? You will only make people hate you.

You are a shameless, skinless, bodyless thing.

Then the person you like is a shameless, dirty and filthy person.

I don't believe that after seeing what happened just now, he would think that my friend wanted to get close to him voluntarily.

He didn't keep his distance and yet wanted to agree. What was his intention?

Didn't anyone tell you that a forced melon is not sweet? Disgusting. The person you like is also a piece of trash. That's normal, trash usually stays with trash. "

I pouted.

My friend's body was controlled and started fighting with me. It seemed that the ghost in my friend's body was annoyed by what I said.

Maybe the ghost really likes the person he likes, but what does it have to do with me? And what does it have to do with my friends?

His love is mean, and the person he loves is certainly mean too.

I was not wrong at all.

I will never apologize.

He deserved to be beaten to death.