Idol Captive Handbook

"You're back."

It was true that Chu Ci came back late, Yi Yang lay on the sofa and almost fell asleep.

"Do you want to eat?" Yi Yang was still concerned about Chu Ci even though he was sleepy.

And Yi Yang's sleepy and defenseless appearance really pleased Chu Ci.

Throwing the coat on the sofa casually, Chu Ci embraced Yi Yang and kissed him on the forehead: "Sleep, baby."

"Yeah." Yi Yang fell asleep in a daze, and couldn't even open his eyes. At this time, he naturally forgot the difference in status between the two of them, and only thought that this was his home, so he slept very peacefully.

Looking at Yi Yang like this, Chu Ci felt a little tenderness in his heart for the first time. Yi Yang, who was concealed by his indifferent appearance, was actually just a 19-year-old boy. A vase, don't talk much, don't care about every detail, and try to live on, but at the same time, he is destined to be unable to go on peacefully, his character, his stubbornness, will make him smash his head in this circle, Chu Ci sees Looking at Yi Yang, she was inexplicably sad. People who do not succumb to fate will always be played around by fate, just like the self at the beginning, just like...Yi Yang who met him.

Although Chu Ci is a few years older than Yi Yang, but in terms of stature, the two are about the same. Looking at Yi Yang who is bent over and curled up on the sofa, Chu Ci hugged him back with a smile. After leaving the room, he was about 1.8 meters tall, so he was naturally heavy. Although Chu Ci was struggling, he still gritted his teeth, put Yi Yang on the bed, rubbed his sore arms, and Chu Ci stared at Yi Yang. Yang, with a gloomy expression, looked even more pervasive under the dim light.

This is the second time. The last time was in the bathroom, and now... Chu Ci was annoyed, and he knew that he had nothing to cause trouble for himself. Next time this happens, just let him sleep on the sofa.

But... Seeing Yi Yang's soft look at the moment, Chu Ci said silently: "There will be opportunities in the future..."

If you want to say why Chu Ci can hold Yi Yang, a man who is about 1.8 meters tall, it is actually due to his days of fooling around abroad. For a while, Chu Ci's life was relatively chaotic, and he was addicted to nightclubs and bars all day long. He has a harmless face for humans and animals. In order to prevent being misidentified as a "weak subject" by someone who doesn't have long eyes, Chu Ci also put in a lot of effort. He enrolled himself in a taekwondo class and spent his free time. When I was a child, I also liked to go to the gym. If I really want to talk about it, I don't know how much better he is than Yi Yang, a white and tender little chicken.

Covering Yi Yang with a quilt, when Chu Ci came out, he happened to see the instant noodle packaging bag in the trash can, but this made Chu Ci a little suspicious. Yi Yang's cooking skills are good, which is rare. As long as he's at home, he rarely eats junk food, so what about when he's not?Chu Ci has always thought that Yi Yang's craftsmanship is so good because he doesn't like to eat these unhealthy things, but the fact...it doesn't seem to be the case.

Yi Yang, who was in charge of making breakfast at home... got up late, Chu Ci stood at the door for a long time, finally withdrew his hand that was about to knock on the door, took out the milk in the refrigerator, Chu Ci warmed it up for himself, casually After taking a few sips, he went out. While driving, Chu Ci thought about his abnormal behavior over and over again. You know, if his former lover hadn't prepared early when he got up, he would have known. Angry, so here comes the question, why is he soft-hearted towards Yi Yang?

Thinking, Chu Ci slammed the steering wheel. It must be that the other party was too soft last night, which made him feel pity. Yes, that's right, it must be like this.

After taking over the Chu family from Chu Yaotian, Chu Ci also took care of it. After all, it was his own property. I work hard during the day, even on days off, I am always very busy.

There were not many people on the entire floor. After Chu Ci parked the car, he took the elevator directly and entered his office. Since returning to China, he really hasn’t had a few days of rest. On the contrary, it’s his father, who doesn’t even know now Which Pacific Ocean has drifted to.

Chu Ci was already at work, while Yi Yang...hadn't gotten up yet.

The moment Su Cen stepped into the stars, he was told that someone was late today. As a star idol group whose career is on the rise, they currently have no rest day. More precisely, they are Yi Yang didn't, he had to be on call at any time, but Su Cen didn't, he only needed to come to the company when recording songs, and the rest of the time, he did what he had to do, so, like now, "he" was let go How to deal with the pigeon situation?

Su Cen glanced at his assistant: "What's the name of the new manager?"

"Zheng Qi."

With a snap, Su Cen threw the magazine in his hand to the ground: "No one, what did you call me for?"

The assistant faltered and couldn't understand at all.

"Call Zheng Qi over here."

"Yes." After hearing Su Cen's words, the little assistant hurried out to find Zheng Qi.

Speaking of which, this was Zheng Qi's first official meeting with Su Cen.

And he, of course, didn't know that Su Cen was already angry now.

"Hello, I'm Zheng Qi." Standing opposite Su Cen, Zheng Qi stretched out his hand with a kind face.

Su Cen raised his eyebrows, glanced at Zheng Qi, and kept his original sitting posture: "Brother Zheng."

Seeing that Su Cen didn't intend to stretch out his hand, Zheng Qi withdrew his hand and looked at Su Cen calmly: "Yes."

"Tian Ming." Su Cen hooked his hands behind him: "Teach us, Manager Zheng, what to do as a manager."

"Yes."

Tian Ming stood opposite Zheng Qi, and began to talk about Su Cen's rules: "We Cen Cen don't like people being late."

Zheng Qi didn't speak.

"Working hours should not exceed five hours a day, with a maximum of two hours at a time. You can't accept TV dramas. If you have a good movie, you can consider it. Magazine covers must be first-line, endorsements should be luxury goods, and... "

"what else."

"Brother Cen doesn't eat boxed lunches." Tian Ming looked at Zheng Qi: "You must remember this, otherwise, our President Su will be worried."

"President Su." Zheng Qi thought for a while, and it was Su Jian.

"Any more?" he asked.

"Also, still..." Tian Ming thought about it carefully: "I will tell you the rest later."

While the two were talking, Su Cen sat in his seat, motionless.

"Let's not talk about anything else, did you remember all that just now?" Tian Ming looked at Zheng Qi with a serious expression on his face.

"Yeah." Zheng Qi went to sit next to Su Cen, imitated his movements, and crossed his legs: "Didn't you remember everything?"

"I'm not all..." Tian Ming frowned, not understanding what Zheng Qi meant.

And what Zheng Qi said successfully made Su Cen look at him twice more.

Sitting up straight, Zheng Qi looked at Su Cen with a calm tone: "I will use my contacts to get good resources for you and improve the quality of your works and personal strength, but it is not me who takes care of your daily life." responsibility."

"What do you mean?" Su Cen looked at him.

"I'm very busy." Zheng Qi said without fear, "The company has assigned me a lot of artists, it's impossible for me to be around you alone."

"How do you talk, you!"

"As your assistant, I believe Tian Ming can meet your requirements."

"I…"

Zheng Qi didn't give him a chance to say no: "The responsibilities of an assistant and a manager are different, I believe you understand, right?"

Zheng Qi's words are actually reasonable. A manager can have many artists under him, and he will often be overwhelmed and have no extra energy to take care of the daily life of each artist. Then this responsibility will naturally fall to the assistant. However, Su Cen's situation is very special, so in the past, his managers were rushing to serve him, but Tian Ming's assistant has become an idler, and now... Zheng Qi will not follow his rules.

Surprisingly, Su Cen did not raise any objections to Zheng Qi's words, but he insisted on Zheng Qi's explanation on Yi Yang's matter.

"It's his business that he's late, and you, the place you should go now is the recording studio."

Su Cen didn't move.

"Luo Zhou is already waiting for you. I believe that you can finish your work."

Su Cen glared at Zheng Qi several times, but he was perfunctory. In the end, he got up and went into the recording studio.

Frankly speaking, the other party may not be a good person to get along with, at least for Su Cen.

After Su Cen left, Zheng Qi called Yi Yang, but the person on the other end seemed to be asleep.

"Yi Yang."

"Huh?" Yi Yang lay on the pillow, lazily, not wanting to move.

"you are late."

Zheng Qi's tone was quite calm, and he didn't mean to be angry or blamed, just stating a fact.

After waking up, Yi Yang turned over, his back hurt and he didn't want to get up at all.

"Sorry." Yi Yang thought for a while, "Can I take a morning vacation?"

He remembered that there seemed to be nothing too important today.

"Yes." Zheng Qi agreed, but...

"I think you need an assistant."

"Huh?" Yi Yang rubbed his messy hair, the assistant...

"I'll think about it." He lives with Chu Ci now, and it's actually a bit inconvenient to hire an assistant.

"Ah."

"By the way." Yi Yang suddenly remembered: "Is Su Cen angry?"

"Ah."

Thinking about it, with Su Cen's personality, it was really unnecessary for him to ask this question.

Yi Yang didn't speak for a long time, Zheng Qi thought he was scared, but...he seemed to be wrong.

"I changed my mind."

Yi Yang turned to the phone: "I want to take a day off."

After hanging up the phone, Yi Yang shrank into the quilt again. Ever since he was with Chu Ci, Yi Yang found himself becoming more and more headstrong. From time to time, he always likes to toss Su Cen just to annoy him, thinking, Yi Yang suddenly laughed, it felt really good to have someone backing her up.

Having said that... Yi Yang touched his stomach, it was smooth and clean, without abdominal muscles.

Perhaps, he should take a good exercise.