False Jacksu forced to become Jacksu [Quick Transmigration]

It was in the morning when Han Yun went to work, and he wasted time in order to leave some souvenirs for Fu Qinghe—who knew that it would be so hard for a cat to bite open the cap of a ketchup bottle with its teeth!As a result, Han Yun turned back into a human being directly at Fu Qinghe's house. When he went out, he ran into the neighbor next door who came back. Fortunately, he reacted quickly, turned around and closed the door quickly, and ran away without letting that person see his face.

After going to work, Han Yun and Su Chengzheng talked about the contract.

Fu Qinghe's signature yesterday only means that he agrees to the project, and the assistant who organizes the documents can use this to arrange further interviews and the formal signing of the contract for him, not just the initial signing yesterday.

But because the process is difficult to describe, Han Yun only said that Fu Qinghe agreed to sign the contract, but did not explain the specific process.

Su Chengzheng was also a little surprised. He didn't expect anything from Han Yun at first, but he just said it casually. It's best if he succeeds. Anyway, he is single now, and it's good to have multiple lovers to pass the time; it doesn't matter if he fails, he will always think There is a better way to solve it.

Probably because the little assistant was too ordinary except for that face, Su Chengzheng blurted out and asked, "Did you sleep with him?"

This sentence is correct to a certain extent, Han Yun did 'sleep' with Fu Qinghe.

But of course he couldn't have said that.

Han Yun stared round in astonishment, with a bit of grievance and just right stubbornness in his expression, "Of course not! You know that I—" Han Yun opened his mouth, and imitated the silly innocence Ten to ten, as if very aggrieved but couldn't help but say that sentence, "You know I like you."

Then he managed to be disgusted by himself.

But this trick seemed to work for Su Chengzheng, he turned his face away in embarrassment, as if he wanted to apologize, but his self-esteem did not allow him to say those three words.

The two were silent for a while, Su Chengzheng walked up to Han Yun, bent down and kissed him on the lips, the tip of their noses touched, so close that Su Chengzheng could even see himself reflected in Han Yun's eyes.

Han Yun's pupils are a beautiful deep amber color, coupled with those peach blossom eyes that are full of affection without smiling, it makes him look gentle and affectionate.

Su Chengzheng was stunned for a few seconds, then he straightened up and took a few steps back pretending to be nonchalant, "There's nothing else to do for now, you can go to work." He couldn't say anything good, and these actions were already the greatest compensation he thought.

Han Yun responded, and just as he was about to go out, Su Chengzheng said again: "By the way, there is a reception tonight, you go with me."

Reception?

Han Yun frowned and thought for a while. Silly Baitian didn't seem to have such a thing in his memory, so he went to the front desk and asked Su Chengzheng's secretary: "Sister Yuan, do you know what reception Mr. Su is going to tonight?"

"Oh, the reception, nothing special, just chatting with some friends. Why, he asked you to accompany him?"

"En." Han Yun smiled shyly, "I, I'm just a little nervous. I haven't been to that kind of occasion before... Do you know who will go?"

"It should be those friends of Mr. Su." Sister Yuan said, "Oh, by the way, He Jia should also go. After all, Mr. Su treats him...you understand." She winked at Han Yun gossipingly, "When President Su goes, He Jia may not be there, but when He Jia is, President Su will definitely be there. This is an old law."

He Jia is Su Chengzheng's bamboo horse, and also bears the label of the proud son of heaven.

"Well, I see." Han Yun smiled at her, "Thank you, Sister Yuan."

"It's all right."

In the afternoon, Fu Qinghe came to the company to sign the contract, and Han Yun, who was an assistant, also stayed in the conference room together.But they didn't talk, they didn't even say hello. Fu Qinghe was indeed a very indifferent person when he was outside. He didn't say a word except for business-related matters, and he didn't even bother to do basic superficial skills.

After the meeting, there is a routine tea break every afternoon. As usual, Han Yun takes 10 minutes to feed the cats in an alley behind the company. There are often two or three stray cats there. Although ordinary cats do not have high IQ, they Silly Baitian can still understand their basic meaning, and feeds the cat every day.

As a result, stray cats accumulated more and more, and now Han Yun was surrounded by more than a dozen cats.

Poor Han Yun carrying a bag of small sausages and toast bread: "..."

This...is not enough...

He helplessly broke up the food and sprinkled it on the ground, muttering: "Ah...so busy that I forgot to restock, you will eat for a day, and you must bring enough rations tomorrow."

The stray cats quickly ate up such a little food, but they still meowed around Han Yun and refused to let him go.

Han Yun meowed a few times awkwardly, but it seemed that he was not proficient in cat language, so he seemed to be unable to express his meaning. Not only did the stray cat not leave, but it meowed louder.

Han Yun: "..."

Just then, there was a rustling sound behind him.Han Yun looked back and found that it was Fu Qinghe, who was opening the biscuit packaging bag with his head down.

They were rich and creamy Qiaoqiao biscuits. There were 24 packets in a box, and there were 6 pieces in a packet. They were round and small. When Han Yun turned into a cat, he could eat a whole box in one day.

...Damn it, how could it be so fragrant.

Han Yun couldn't help sniffing.

Fu Qinghe broke the biscuit and threw it on the ground, probably because Han Yun's gaze was too hot, and left him the last piece.

"Thank you."

Han Yun wasn't polite to him either. After bringing it, he stuffed it in in one gulp, puffing up his cheeks and chewing.

Fu Qinghe glanced at him with something strange in his eyes.

Han Yunruo stretched out his hand to him unconsciously: "Is there any more?"

Fu Qinghe was taken aback for a moment, then took another bag out of his suit jacket pocket and put it in his palm.

"Thank you." Han Yun laughed, took it apart and continued to eat, "Where did you buy it?"

Fu Qinghe answered the wrong question: "Do you like it?"

Han Yun was inexplicable: "Nonsense, why not eat if you don't like it."

Fu Qinghe asked again: "You don't know where to buy it?"

"do not know."

Han Yun clicked and bit the biscuit, too lazy to talk to him.

"..." Fu Qinghe was silent for a while, "Yes."

Then he took another bag of biscuits out of his pocket, continued to unwrap them, broke them up and sprinkled them on the ground to feed the stray cats.

Han Yun: "..."

It was the first time for him to see so many packets of biscuits on someone's body, especially when he was wearing a suit.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Han Yun clapped his hands, "I'll go back first, and I'll definitely bring you some more tomorrow." He said to the stray cat.

"Meow."

The cats responded one after another, rubbing Han Yun's trouser legs affectionately and unwillingly. Fu Qinghe looked down at the white-eyed wolves who ate his food but refused to give him a look, and remained silent.

"Boss Fu, I still have to work, so I'm leaving first." Han Yun said to Fu Qinghe.

Fu Qinghe asked, "What's your name?"

"Han Yun."

"Well, Han Yun." Fu Qinghe said, fumbling in his pocket.

Han Yun stared at his movements, and Fu Qinghe inexplicably felt that his eyes were somewhat familiar.

but……

Fu Qinghe's face was paralyzed: "No more."

It's really gone. After all, he is out on errands, and a few packs of biscuits are already the limit. He can't stretch his pockets too much, which will be unsightly.

"Oh." Han Yun curled his lips, "Then I'll go first, goodbye."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left without showing any sympathy.

Just like the little cub in his family, he patted his ass and left when he was full, leaving only cat hair. At most, he would only lie on his lap and let his stomach be rubbed when he was full.

Fu Qinghe looked at the direction Han Yun was leaving, and unconsciously frowned.

……

The reception that Su Chengzheng mentioned was held on the top floor of a star-rated hotel. There were rows of luxury cars parked downstairs. The guests were all exquisitely dressed, and they all brought their own female companions. A tall assistant—and it's a male assistant, so it's the only one.

Back then Su Chengzheng and He Jia's affair was well known to everyone, but now that he showed up with a male companion, Han Yun naturally gathered a lot of attention.

As for the other party who received attention, He Jia, he brought his wife. He had just returned from his honeymoon after being newly married, and he was holding hands very sweetly.The young woman snuggling next to He Jia was wearing a strapless floral dress, as gentle and soft as Xiaojiabiyu, and she looked very seductive standing with He Jia who had the same exquisite eyebrows.

After the reception started, Su Chengzheng walked around to say hello, and then took Han Yun to say hello to He Jia.

"Xiao Jia," Su Chengzheng and Han Yun clasped their fingers together, smiling naturally, "Let me introduce you, this is Han Yun, my partner."

Although he doesn't say it on the face, he is still holding his breath. Regardless of whether he likes it or not, they have the same identity and status at the beginning, and no one is worse than the other. Why should he deserve to be accused behind his back? Pointing and laughing?

Han Yun who was caught between them was very helpless, but still shook hands with He Jia politely, "Mr. He, hello."

"Hello," He Jia smiled. His eyebrows and eyes are indeed somewhat similar to Han Yun's, but he looks more delicate and weak. "Mr. Han is a good-looking talent, Brother Cheng Zheng really has vision."

Han Yun smiled modestly, "Where?"

Several people came and greeted each other politely, and then Su Chengzheng pulled Han Yun away, and the way he turned around when he left was very high-spirited.

The two walked to the rooftop. Because the weather was a bit cold, there were not many people there. They found a corner and stood in the air. Su Chengzheng squinted his eyes, and his right hand was still holding Han Yun's.

Han Yun squinted at him, and said lightly, "Did you vent your anger?"

"Do you mind?"

Han Yun withdrew his hand: "Thinking too much."

Su Chengzheng found it interesting, he approached Han Yun, "What's wrong?"

"Say you're stupid." Han Yun laughed, and Su Chengzheng couldn't take his eyes away from the slight smile at the end of his eyes. He lowered his head and drank the red wine as if to cover up, and after moistening his mouth, he said, "Why are you so stupid?" explain?"

"Young master, love is not about touching yourself." Han Yun said slowly.

Su Chengzheng was in a complicated mood. He drank the red wine in his glass with a careless smile.

"You can see clearly."

Han Yun sneered, Pediatrics.

He rolled his eyes, "It's over when you get angry, don't use me as a shield next time."

Su Chengzheng turned his head to look at him: "This is not a shield, Han Yun, we are already together. And... let me assume you like me?"

Han Yun choked suddenly, he almost forgot about this setting.

And... this script seems to be to bring the two favored sons together, and he seems to have done the task in reverse.

"Yes, I like you, so what?" Han Yun quickly changed his words, "I thought you should have forgotten him after so long. But now it seems that you don't, no matter what the reason is, you I still have feelings for He Jia. If that's the case, why don't you fight for it?"

Su Chengzheng asked back, "You want me to fight for it?"

Han Yun said: "Su Chengzheng, it's not what I want you to do. All I want is for you to be happy." After a pause, he said lightly, "I've thought about it, we still don't want to be together gone."

The change of the topic came so suddenly that Su Chengzheng couldn't react, he frowned angrily: "What did you say?"

"You still love him, even if we're together, it's meaningless." Han Yun said, trying to make himself look sad, "I like you, but that doesn't mean I can be used by you to stimulate He Jia without any regrets." I don't care. Su Chengzheng, I'm not so bold."

"You can do whatever you want, but... please let me go." Han Yun whispered, with a slight trill, "I'm different from you, Su Chengzheng, I'm just an ordinary person, I can't afford it."

In fact, based on Han Yun's understanding, he doesn't think Su Chengzheng still loves He Jia.The young master just couldn't bear to be abandoned, because his fragile self-esteem couldn't bear this kind of humiliation - after hearing this, Su Chengzheng's glass heart that shattered at the first touch really shocked him.Under this premise, and He Jia is already married and has a family, it is even more impossible for him to stick to it.

And the reason for breaking up is because after the lessons of the previous worlds, Han Yun has no hope for his skill in playing affectionate characters.It might be that the script collapsed too much, he had better get out as soon as possible.

Besides, Su Chengzheng might not want to have any further entanglements with He Jia, but the other party might not be able to——when they shook hands just now, He Jia's strength almost broke his bones, and he clearly wanted to reconnect with Su Chengzheng. .Han Yun has also seen the unwritten rules of rich people. As long as you have children, no one will care about your private life after you have done enough superficial work.

Su Chengzheng was stunned for a few seconds, he couldn't figure out things like feelings, and Han Yun's words made sense at first glance.Su Chengzheng's mind was a little messed up, and the little assistant who had always been obedient to him suddenly blew up, which made him a little bit embarrassed, so he sneered: "Why, I don't remember how I was rushing at the top? Now that I'm in the top position, I think about it What kind of bullshit memorial arch?!" He obviously became angry from embarrassment, and his words seemed a lot more mean and hurtful.

Han Yun was silent: "Whatever you think."

Although Su Chengzheng was glass-hearted and arrogant, his nature was not bad after all, he calmed down after the heat in his head subsided, and realized that what he said just now was inappropriate.

It's true that the little assistant is eager, but that's because he likes him. Su Chengzheng usually looks at Han Yun's appearance, and it's easy to think of himself who was attracted to He Jiashi when he was in love. Who is not eager? of?

But there was still the problem, Su Chengzheng, who was used to being arrogant, just couldn't lower his head and speak soft words first.

The two were in a stalemate for a while, and Han Yun turned his head and said in a muffled voice, "I still have something to do, so I'll go back first, and I'll call the driver for him to drive."

After finishing speaking, Han Yun walked towards the door, and met He Jia who was walking around the curtains and walking towards the rooftop with a smile on his face.

"Brother Han, it's still early, why are we leaving?" He Jia said softly, "Did he have a fight with brother Cheng Zheng? That's how he is. Don't take it to heart. He was the same when we were together before." It's enough to be angry often, just to coax a few words."

Han Yun also pulled out a smile, what the hell is this, he was dizzy when he heard about it.

"It's okay, I just feel a little uncomfortable, I want to go back first."

"Uncomfortable?" He Jia's eyes widened, and he pulled him anxiously and worriedly, "What's the matter? Does it matter? How about going to the guest room to rest first?"

At this moment, Su Chengzheng also came in from the rooftop with a blank expression on his face. He Jia was overjoyed, and hurriedly pulled Han Yun towards him: "Brother Cheng Zheng, Brother Han said he was not feeling well, look at this——"

People around gradually looked towards them, Han Yun resisted the urge to touch his forehead, "Mr. He, I'm really fine, but I feel a little dizzy, probably because I haven't had a good rest."

He Jia let out a cry, and pulled his arm eagerly: "Well, then Brother Han, go back and rest quickly, Brother Cheng Zheng and I will first—"

"Xiao Jia," Su Chengzheng thrust the goblet into his hand, "I'll send him back, you play slowly."

He Jia was taken aback: "Brother Cheng Zheng..."

Su Chengzheng helped Han Yun, and said to He Jia, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Don't drink too much, or your stomach will hurt when you look back."

"Well, I know, it's been a long time, you still remember." He Jia smiled shyly, looking very cute with lowered eyes, "Take good care of Brother Han, goodbye."

"Goodbye."

The two took the elevator downstairs and were silent for a while, Han Yun couldn't help but said: "I'm not uncomfortable—"

"I know." Su Chengzheng said viciously, "Who would take a taxi to a place like this?! If you can't get a taxi if you walk for more than ten minutes, you'll get really sick when the wind blows back with your body. The HR department told me you I just finished asking for 7 days leave, so let me put it aside, if you ask for leave again this month, you won't even get half a cent of your salary!"

Han Yun: "..."

Fuck Tsundere.