Before Zhang Chihang finished speaking, the car had already arrived downstairs of the Western New World.

"Xiaohong, you can take Haoning to see the contents of the Wishes," Zhang Chihang got out of the car and said, "Zhou Yuan, come with me."

After entering the door, Zhang Chihang did not say hello to anyone, and led Zhou Yuan straight into his large office.

It has been the second time I came to this fashion magazine company. Hao Ning originally thought he was no longer curious, but after entering the door, he was now very different from last time. When he came with Zhang Quan last time, there were handsome men and beautiful women wearing bright clothes, with all kinds of fragrances. This time, although the handsome men and beautiful women are still in the same clothes, the fragrance is still the same, these people are kneeling!

Hao Ning stood at the door blankly, watching these "fashionable" workers kneeling against him, and suddenly they couldn't turn around. Why? They offended this Guan Zizai and were physically punished? After a closer look, they found that these people were kneeling in front of a shrine on the wall, muttering words, very pious.

Have you never heard of this hobby in the fashion circle, and you openly do this superstitious behavior in the company? Hao Ning was very happy. This kind of scene is indeed rare. Although there is the great god Guanzi here, there is also Zhang Quan in Futukang. I have never heard of Futukang employees who have to worship in the factory every day to and from get off work. But then again, who should I worship here? Generally, companies either worship the God of Wealth or Guan Gong, but if these two people are speaking of their status, they are far from Zhang Chihang? Zhang Chihang's company has a god position, which is not the same as the statue of my god in the Zixiao Palace of Master Hongjun?

Thinking of this, Hao Ning couldn't help but look at the shrine, wanting to see which god could "show off" in the company where Guan Zizai was. The shrine was quite formal, with melons, fruits, pears and peaches in front, and incense. It is very easy to light incense in such office buildings, and it is very easy to attract fireproof devices. I don't know how they avoided this. The shrine in the shrine was not a statue, but a painting. Somehow, the lighting in front of this painting was not very good, and I couldn't see which god was painting at all when I stood at the door.

"This is too stingy. If you want to worship, at least you can come back with a statue. What's the matter with placing a painting?" Hao Ning thought in his heart, and went up to look at it. After seeing the painting, he couldn't help but open his eyes wide. In the painting, it was not a sage, a god, or a legendary figure, but a big English letter - p.

Are you sick? Haoning looked at the "believers" who were squinting their eyes and were extremely devout, thinking that you would like to pray to a p in an English letter. Then he thought that he really liked a p in a p. He couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart. The fashion circle really couldn't understand it.

"Let's go here." Xiaohong pulled La Haoning and whispered, as if he didn't want to disturb the ceremony. Haoning followed Xiaohong according to the customs and turned left and right into Xiaohong's office.

Xiaohong's office is much smaller than Zhang Chihang, but Haoning looks more comfortable. Zhang Chihang's office is a bit too antique, while Xiaohong's office is more modern, with projectors, Imac all-in-one machines, plus a laptop and several monitors. However, this way, it looks more like an office than an office, and it looks more like a computer geek studio. It is really difficult to connect this place with fashion magazines and the Holy Infant King Red Boy. But then again, when can these masters connect their respective performances with their legendary self?

"Brother Haoning, sit there casually." After Xiaohong came in, she turned on the computer to look for things. Haoning was not polite. The more casual she was, the more comfortable she felt.

"Xiaohong," Haoning poured a glass of water himself, found a chair to sit down, and asked the question he had been curious about, "How can Guanzizai get sick?"

"Hey, how capable he can do it." Xiaohong said casually while looking at the computer. After saying that, she saw that she had said the wrong thing. She quickly covered her mouth, looked at Hao Ning, and blushed and smiled, "Don't tell him."

Hao Ning found it funny. Xiaohong was so cute that she hurriedly said, "If you don't say it, don't say it, you can continue talking."

"Hey, I don't know what happened to him yesterday," Xiaohong raised her eyebrows and thought, "Suddenly she had to experience the feeling of being sick in a mortal. Then she didn't know how to use her magic power to block her. After running for more than ten kilometers in the gym, she turned her air conditioner to the lowest temperature, and then ate a hundred ice creams, which made me run into my nose. She insisted that I take him to the hospital in the morning."

Speaking of this, Xiaohong Shen said mysteriously: "You don't know that after he got sick, several people in the magazine were so happy. They all said it was too effective and the wish I just made came true."

"Hahaha," Haoning remembered Zhang Chihang's remarks to employees when he first came to the magazine. Perhaps this leader who was not very popular with his subordinates, and asked with a smile: "How do you know that employees made such a wish?"

"I'll read it every day," Xiaohong said with a smile, "but I deleted it after reading it, otherwise those people can still have good fruits?"

Can you still delete your wish? Hao Ning smiled in his heart, but he did not ask this question in the end.

"Talk about making a wish," Hao Ning saw that Xiaohong was still searching and thought it was not easy to find, so he continued to ask, "What are those people who just came in and worshipped the sign?"

"I am fulfilling my wish," Xiaohong said, looking at the screen, "They are just the one who made the wish. Now that the wish has come true, I have to thank the great god."

As he said that, Xiaohong turned his head and laughed at Haoning.

No wonder those people were all close with their eyes and muttering words. Those who didn't know thought they had joined a cult. Hao Ning recalled the number of people who were kneeling just now, and after a rough calculation, he felt that most of the people in this magazine were fulfilling their wishes. It was really interesting that Zhang Chihang had gone from a Bodhisattva whom he admired to such a role in people's hearts.

Thinking of this, Hao Ning asked his own question: "But why do those who want to pay a p?"

"Haha," Xiaohong stared at the screen and looked for something. When Hao Ning asked, she couldn't help laughing, "This is the god in their fashion world. They can disrespect the heavens, worship their ancestors, obey their teachers, and love their side, but this p is the god in their hearts. Without anyone, no one can do without it."

"So magical?" Hao Ning looked incredible, "Just one p?"

"Haha," Xiaohong stopped the mouse and squeezed his eyes at Haoning, "Guess what does this word mean?"

"Uh, if you worship..." Hao Ning thought about it carefully, and only in the impression that in "Journey to the West" was the only one worshiping the gods but the word "heaven and earth". It was Zhen Yuanzi who expressed his profound knowledge. Of course, these people were not Zhen Yuanzi, and they had never seen a person who worshipped a p in the English letter. They could not guess for a moment: "It's impossible to worship a p!"

"Hahaha, you're so funny." Xiaohong laughed so hard that she slapped her mouse straight on the chair, "It's photoshop!"

"Ah? Cough cough," Hao Ning accidentally swallowed the water into the trachea after hearing this, and quickly coughed out, laughing while coughing, "photoshop? It's the photo editing software? Hahaha, who asked me to worship? What did you do with that?"

"Hahaha, Zhang Daxian asked me to worship!" Xiaohong couldn't help laughing with Hao Ning. After a while, she said, "Zhang Daxian said, what is the most indispensable blockbusters in fashion? Models, photography, and editing? No matter what you are, wrinkles, fat, dark circles, freckles, pores, no matter what you have, no matter how ugly you take, as long as you have photoshop, you can guarantee that you can repair them flawlessly. Do you think these models, these staff members, shouldn't be grateful to Photoshop? Shouldn't you worship every day?"

Xiaohong smiled with some vicissitudes and mockery.
Chapter completed!