MTL - Master Xi Wants To Make Official Announcements Every Day-Chapter 1761 Horror Express

   Ruan Qi was a little puzzled. But the meeting was about to start, she didn't have time to think about it, she hurried upstairs with the express box.

   This high-level meeting lasted nearly two hours.

   Everyone ate while having a meeting. After the meal was over, the meeting was almost over.

   "The content of today's meeting is roughly this. New Year's Day is coming soon, and the new year is about to start. I hope everyone will create new glory with Jinhua Entertainment."

   Chairman Xu Hao finished his concluding remarks, and the meeting was declared over.

  Everyone left the conference room one after another, and Ruan Qi also went out with Shen Wenqian and Xu Hao.

   "Xiao Qi, are you okay tonight? If you're okay, I'll invite you and Wen Qian to have another late-night snack? The three of us finally got together and have to have a meal." Xu Hao warmly invited.

  Ruan Qi really had nothing to do tonight, so he happily accepted the invitation: "Okay, I just didn't have enough to eat just now, and Xu Dong will be spending money in a while."

   "Small idea." Xu Hao waved his big hand boldly, "Whatever you want to eat later, you can order whatever you want, and you'll be full!"

Ruan Qi smiled and said thanks: "Then I will thank Dong Xu first. By the way, Brother Shen, I received a courier when I came to the company, and Sister Lan helped me put it in your office. I'll go to the office with you to dismantle the courier. a bit."

  Shen Wenqian: "Okay, I happened to change my clothes too. This suit is uncomfortable to wear. Mouse, Xiaoqi and I are going to the office, you wait for us for a while."

   Xu Hao waved his hand and took a cigarette directly into the smoking room.

   Ruan Qi followed Shen Wenqian to the office.

  Shen Wenqian took off his suit jacket: "The express knife is in the pen holder, you can take it apart yourself, and I'll go into the hut to change clothes. Are you thirsty? There is a drink in the refrigerator, Mo Lan, get a bottle for Xiao Qi."

  Mo Lan responded, opened the refrigerator and took out a bottle of Coke.

   Ruan Qi walked to Shen Wenqian's desk, found a courier knife and cut open the courier box.

   The express box is not big, the square one is only 4a paper size. Ruan Qi cut the tape, opened the box, and looked inside curiously—

boom!

  Mo Lan took out the coke and made a muffled sound when he closed the refrigerator door.

   Ruan Qi, who has always been daring, seemed to be frightened for some reason, his hands trembled, the express box in his hand loosened, and it fell to the floor with a 'bang'.

  Bone Lulu—

   The express box fell down, and something rolled out of it.

  Bright red liquid, flesh-colored limbs, hideous wound... That's a—

   Cut off your finger!

   "Xiao Qi, I've changed my clothes, you finished dismantling the courier... What the **** is that!

  ”

   Shen Wenqian, who came out of the hut, saw the severed finger lying on the floor at a glance, and screamed in horror.

   Mo Lan, who had just closed the refrigerator door, heard Shen Wenqian's scream, turned his head, and his face changed when he saw the severed finger.

   She walked quickly to Ruan Qi to block the little girl's sight, then took out her mobile phone and called He Ma.

   Sissy and Homer, who were guarding outside, rushed in quickly.

   "What's going on?!" Xi Xi glanced at Ruan Qi and made sure she was safe, then looked down at the severed finger on the floor, and her expression changed immediately.

  He Ma squinted coldly, raised his foot and walked to the amputated finger, crouched down and stretched out his hand.

   "Uncle He Ma," Ruan Qi suddenly stuck out his small head from behind Mo Lan, "Put on gloves and pick it up."

   Ruan Qi has been a little more cautious than ordinary people since he was a doctor in elementary school. She was worried that the blood on the severed finger was poisonous, and it would be bad if Ho Ma got it.

  He Ma was reminded, nodded, then raised his eyes and asked Shen Wenqian: "Do you have disposable gloves?"

  The frightened Shen Wenqian nodded with a white face: "...Yes, yes, in my toolbox for cultivating flower soil."

  Homa immediately went to the toolbox to take out a pair of disposable gloves and put them on.

   After putting on the gloves, he bent down to pick up the amputated finger and looked at it in front of him.

   "Fake, artificial finger."