A famous mouth [entertainment circle]

At the beginning of the story, Shan Yang didn't feel that he was kidnapped.After all, any kidnapper with professional ethics would not drive a Rolls-Royce to work-there are four red words "Hundred Years of Love" hanging on the front of the car.

"Sorry, I'm a little busy today. This car was lent to the boss's friend as a wedding car and I haven't had time to clean it up yet." Kidnapper No. [-] smiled kindly.He has a rather tactile face, and the frame is a perfect circle with no dead ends. "Do you eat wedding candy?" Shan Yang shook his head.Kidnapper No. [-] tore open a piece of chocolate, picked it up and put it into his mouth, then smacked his lips and glanced at Shan Yang, as if a little embarrassed. "Mr. Shan, right?" he asked with a firm tone.

Shan Yang nodded and unconsciously leaned back in the chair.This was his first Rolls-Royce trip in his life, and it might be his last.He recalled the limousines he had seen on the outside of the red carpet live broadcast, and solemnly stepped on his Converse on the carpet inside the car, and felt, um, very soft.

Kidnapper No. [-] supported the mirror frame with the index finger of his right hand, "Please take a break, we will arrive in half an hour." The sweet and greasy smell of chocolate wafted out.

Where he arrived, he did not specify.Shan Hengyang felt that if he didn't ask, he would be a little too careless.But he is a heartless person after all, so he chose not to ask about the future, but another question. "Do you need to cover my eyes?"

Kidnapper No. [-] glanced at him incredulously, reached out and took out his mobile phone, opened the electronic map, and pointed out the destination to Shan Yang openly.Shan Yang recognized that it was a villa area in the western outskirts of the city.He glanced at Kidnapper No. [-], then at Kidnapper No. [-] who was sitting in the passenger seat—blind man's sunglasses, half a bottle of hairspray on his back, and he could feel his tangled muscles even through his suit.The driver is also dressed in the same way, and the two of them are like the second general of Hum Ha.

Kidnapper No. [-] kindly reminded him, "We are not bad people."

Shan Yang nodded indifferently, turned his eyes back, lowered his head, and silently stared at the tip of his shoe in a daze.

No. [-] continued: "You can relax and make yourself more comfortable. If you feel sleepy, you can also take a nap first. I have a wool blanket here, do you want it?" Say, "Are you allergic to wool?"

Shan Yang shook his head and took the blanket.Looking at No. [-]'s rounded chin, he was really curious and asked, "Can you tell me what organization you are?"

No. [-] took out a business card from the inner pocket of the suit with two stubby fingers, and Shan Yang took it with both hands.White thick cardboard, well-regulated Song typeface, neither inlaid with gold nor hot silver, and it smells no fragrance.The name "Secretary Xiao" and a phone number were printed on the business card, and there was a cloud-shaped logo in the lower right corner, and nothing else.Shan Yang picked up the business card and looked at it repeatedly, even raised his hand to a high place, trying to identify whether there was an anti-counterfeiting watermark through the interior lights.

Nothing, it's just an ordinary business card.

Shan Yang put away the business card and nodded, "Hello, Secretary Xiao."

Secretary Xiao froze, and seeing that Shan Yang was no longer moving, he also closed his eyes to rest his mind.His belly was fleshy, and with his breath rising and falling, the fourth button of his shirt was tensed and then quickly loosened, looking extremely dangerous.Shan Yang stared at the orderly button for a while, and when he came back to his senses again, the Rolls-Royce had slowly stopped.

Secretary Xiao opened his eyes, first took a deep breath, tightened the fourth button, and then said slowly: "We are here, please get out of the car."

The second general hum ha neatly opened the doors on both sides, turned over and got out of the car respectively, and opened the rear door.Secretary Xiao raised his leg, rolled gracefully to the left, and climbed down as well.Shan Yang sat alone in the huge carriage, he still didn't remember it.Last night, a large-scale serial car accident happened on National Highway 1011. He was busy from seven o'clock in the morning until nine o'clock in the evening. At this time, his mind was full of chaos.He let out a long breath slowly, grabbed his shoulder bag, and got out of the car.

In a blink of an eye, the second general Heng Ha had disappeared, leaving only Secretary Xiao standing under the dim streetlight, his shadow stretched long and thin.Shan Yang goes to work by bicycle, but at this moment he has no intention of asking whether his car is safe and sound in the trunk.He rubbed the goosebumps on his arms vigorously, and bravely walked forward.When Secretary Xiao heard Shan Yang's footsteps, he didn't look back, and led him through a garden in silence.The air is filled with the sweet fragrance of flowers and plants, and the scenery should be very good.It's a pity that the moonlight is not good tonight, and it's too dark to see clearly.Shan Yang was distracted and kicked up the bushes, nearly falling over.Secretary Xiao's feet were windy, and he seemed unaffected by light and weight, like a fat cat stealing food.Shan Yang could barely keep up.After a while, they came to an exquisite European-style detached house.The whole house seemed to be completely dark, except for the dim old copper lanterns hanging under the eaves, which seemed to be old and strange.The door was unlocked, Secretary Xiao pushed it lightly, and walked in sideways.Shan Yang swallowed his saliva, bit the bullet and followed.Secretary Xiao didn't turn on the light either, and still silently led Shan Yang up to the second floor slowly.

Shan Yang thought to himself, if this is a ghost movie, he unfortunately becomes the leading actor, and he only hopes that the ghost is a beautiful man, so that he will be willing.

Secretary Xiao didn't stop until he walked to the end of the corridor.He stood still, raised his hand and knocked lightly three times, and stood for a while before pushing the door open. "He's here." Secretary Xiao left these words, took a deep look at Shan Yang, and disappeared quietly into the dark depths of the corridor.Shan Yang held his breath, afraid of revealing a trace of his popularity.The room was brighter than he had imagined, and the light source came from the slow burning firewood in the fireplace.The crackling sound of the flame licking had a magical comforting power, which gave him courage to step into the room.

"Close the door," a voice ordered.

Dan Yang was startled, looked up, and saw a person sitting in the shadow of the fireplace.a man.He hurriedly turned his head and closed the door gently.

"Sit down," the man said again.

The room seems to be very large, the fireplace has limited light, and the place outside the firelight seems to be surrounded by endless darkness, with no boundaries to be seen.The man was buried deep in the darkness, like a black mist in the orange firelight.Shan Yang involuntarily took a few steps forward, the carpet under his feet was so thick that it could swallow people, making him dizzy.He stopped, calmed down a little, walked to the armchair on the other side of the fireplace, and sat down, taking up only a quarter of the chair, with a straight back and stiff muscles.All this is extremely unbelievable to him.What's even more incredible is that after the initial fear dissipated, Shan Yang felt an unspeakable excitement.Those excited thoughts were like the bubbles in soda, constantly overflowing from between his bones, making his teeth chatter.He could feel a sharp gaze cast from the darkness, falling on his face, his body, every corner of him.The strange man was scrutinizing him, making his hair stand on end.This person does not seem to be young, the voice from his throat is hoarse and low, as if emerging from the gloomy underground world, with a rotten breath.But Shan Yang didn't feel scared at all, but he was so nervous that he could hardly breathe, and his abdomen hurt suddenly.That line of sight seems to have finally been retracted.Shan Yang exhaled lightly.

"There is a glass of water on your right hand." The man said, "Drink it, your heart beats too fast."

Shan Yang turned his head, picked up the glass of water, and drank it down.The water temperature is just right, with a little sweetness, which relieves the tangled stomach due to hunger.He sighed, put down the water glass reluctantly, and turned his gaze to the mysterious man again.He couldn't see anything, of course, except the woolen blanket over the man's lap.He seems to be afraid of the cold.It's almost spring, and it's just raining, and it's unbearably cold, but it's not too cold to warm yourself by a fire—it's a strange thing to have a non-decorative fireplace in your home.

"I can offer you an opportunity." The man said, considering his words, "A rare opportunity."

"What is it?"

"You can't ask me questions, but you must answer my questions."

Shan Yang frowned.This man is so weird.He sat up straight, "Do I have the right to refuse?"

"That's another question." The man seemed to shake his head in the dark, "You don't need to ask."

Shan Yang was silent, hearing the rubbing sound of his upper gums bumping against his lower gums.He said, "Okay, I agree."

"The first question, do you have your own long-term housing locally?"

Shan Yang never expected such a problem.He hesitated for half a second, and then said: "No, I rented an attic. The landlord is a good friend of mine, and he will not return to China for nearly ten years. So... probably for a long time..."

"What is the size of the house?"

"More than 40 square meters, with a small terrace and a small cubicle."

The man on the opposite side was silent for a long time, and Shan Yang couldn't tell whether he was disappointed or satisfied with the answer.But he kept asking. "Do you have any pets?"

"Uh, no."

"Do you have pets?"

Shan Yang shook his head, "I haven't raised it myself."

"Why? Don't you like it?"

"No, it's okay, I just haven't thought about it."

The man opposite was silent again, but this time he recovered quickly. "Do you remember the alarm calls, maintenance calls, hospital calls and order calls near your residence?"

This question is so weird.Shan Yang changed his posture to offset the stiffness in his back. "Yes, I have saved them all, and I have a backup on the refrigerator."

The following questions became more and more strange. In addition to asking about job content, salary, and career plans, they also asked whether they like to repair things, whether they like to help others, and even whether they are invested in watching soap operas.Shan Yang didn't know what to say in his answer, but no matter what his answer was, the other party continued to ask firmly, neither interrupting nor commenting.After a long time, the man finally said, "This is the last question."