Chapter 957: I believe in science, but I really saw ghost 1

On the Taiping Commercial Street in the bustling area of ​​the south of the city, a flower shop was quietly opened.
This is not a strange thing.
The flow of people is large, the competition is also large, and the management is careless, and even the rent cannot be paid.
However, this flower shop called "Azhao's Flower Shop" is indeed quite unusual.
Where is it unusual?
The unusual first point: the flower shop was quiet, and there was no opening activity, and no publicity was seen.
Either the boss doesn't know how to do business, or the boss is too lazy to get home.
The unusual second point: the owner of this flower shop is a young girl.
It’s normal for a young girl to open a flower shop.
But if this is the young boss, has a face that is fascinating with the female stars of the entertainment industry?
The strange thing is that such a rare beauty, this has appeared here for so long, no one thinks, take a photo, send it to the network and share it with others.
With the current network traffic, this young boss named Azhao can become a hot red net even if he only relies on his face value.
This unusual third point, of course, is because...
Ordinary people, can't come to this flower shop.
......
"Boss, I am off work!" The youthful voice rang in this quiet flower shop.
Zhang Luo picked up his shoulder bag and said goodbye to the boss who was sitting under the flower stand in the yard.
The young boss under the flower stand looked up and revealed a beautiful face that was eclipsed by the flowers.
"Okay, pay attention to safety on the road." Azhao said softly.
Zhang Luo held his face, and after a hundred times in his heart, he took a wave of his own boss and went out.
The bell of the door rang and calmed down.
In fact, this quiet sitting under the bookshelf, wearing a loose cotton and linen dress, long hair and waist, the body is full of "I am a goddess", "I am very literary", "I am very classical" young female boss, not Doing something like your own temperament, such as reading a book or hand-made.
- She is playing the game.
A shot of a thief.
Therefore, what people see is not necessarily true.
it's getting dark.
At this time, there was absolutely no second person in the flower shop, and suddenly a small voice was heard: "Azhao adults, Azhao adults, I want to drink water."
A Zhao looked up and looked at the starry sky in front of him. He shook his head. "You have drunk enough water today, and then drink it and be sick."
The starry committee is a cursed coquetry, but the online addiction girl Azhao, only taking care of the characters in the hands of a man to kill the enemy hidden in the abandoned warehouse, coldly ignored her.
Zhang Luo got off work, she still can't get off work.
She is still waiting for the guests at night to come to the door.
The wind chime at the door rang.
The door opened.
Along with it, there was a faint cold wind that blew the scalp.
Azhao finally won this game and moved his eyes from the screen to the guest.
"welcome."
The guest is a playful young girl who looks like a 18-year-old girl wearing a goose-yellow dress with a beige rabbit bag and a ball head. It looks full of energy and her face is a bit white.
"Boss, I heard from friends, your flowers here are especially good."
Azhao thought about it and said: "The customers who have bought it really do say that."
The girl laughed: "My name is Xiaoai, I want a bunch of roses."
rose?
Azhao stood up and chose flowers for her, and gave it to her: "Flowers symbolizing love, cherish her."

I also feel a bit cold.
But I am determined, I must write a high cold branch of a strange story that is not scary.
See you tomorrow, good night~