100 ways to be a scumbag boss

She curled her lips, but had no intention of letting it out.

Humming an unknown tune, he went out without looking back.

The bathroom door was closed tightly.

With a "click", the sculpture's heart went cold. Oh, that's not right, it has no heart.

......

I haven’t finished cracking the melon seeds yet, and the clock hasn’t reached 12 o’clock yet.

She leaned crookedly on the sofa and watched TV. The only sound in the room was the sound of her eating melon seeds.

"Click, click, click" the second hand makes a sound regularly.

Yan Yufei squatted at the door of the room, and with him was the dog's tail grass.

Suddenly, the door was opened.

They both looked up at Jin Huan at the same time.

The cuteness is exactly the same.

It's just that Yan Yufei's little face is too fair, and it looks cold and weird at night.

"Lord."

"Master~"

"You two go out for a walk, don't stay in this building tonight."

Jin Huan was afraid that the two would be affected by the power of the rules, so he asked them to go out to play.

"Yes."

Yan Yufei was always obedient and squatted on the roof of the building without saying a word.

She noticed the little guy's movement and smiled helplessly.

That's all, let him do whatever he likes.

......

The midnight pendulum finally stopped at 12 o'clock.

She glanced sideways at the door.

Nothing.

The lights in the room were normal, the TV was normal, and the radio wasn't making random noises.

For a few moments, it seemed as if the butler's previous warning had turned out to be a naughty prank.

Five minutes later, she heard the door next door open.

He was probably a bold guest who had received the warning and waited until 12 o'clock, but there was nothing there, which was very disappointing.

"Hey, what the hell is this? I know it's a gimmick here to scare people."

But soon, there was no sound from next door.

But the door closing sound never sounded.

An inexplicable emotion flashed through Jin Huan's eyes. It is actually very difficult to encounter strange things based on rules. To put it more simply, only the unlucky ones can encounter them. She has encountered them three times in the past hundred years. It is still based on the premise that her pure spiritual body has strange moves, so the frequency is really not high.

The outside corridors were all thickly carpeted.

Normally, there will only be a "rustling" sound when walking.

But now, inexplicably, the sound of leather shoes tapping on the tiles was very clear.

Jin Huan turned around slowly, the TV in the room was chirping.

She turned off neither the lights nor the television.

Under normal circumstances, when ordinary people encounter rules, it is best to abide by them, otherwise 90.00% of people will die.

But Jin Huan was playing by the rules. If she followed the rules, she would have to expend more effort and energy if she wanted to kill it.

She didn't like doing such a thankless job.

What's more, there is Mingga Ye in the house.

You have to make a quick decision yourself.

"Boom, boom, boom."

There was a knock on the door.

A low-pitched male voice came from outside: "Madam, the milk tea you ordered has arrived."

Jin Huan ignored it.

After knocking outside for a while, his tone gradually became irritable, and the sound of nails scratching on the door panel was extremely harsh.

She frowned instantly.

This is too noisy, and it is more annoying than the little kid in the toilet.

He gently turned his wrist and moved his muscles, and there was a faint clicking sound from the joints.

"Ma'am, your takeaway has arrived!"

"Ma'am, open the door."

"Miss!"

"Click" sound.

The door is really open...