False Jacksu forced to become Jacksu [Quick Transmigration]

The dizzy Han Yun let Su Chengzheng drive all the way, not knowing where he was going to take himself, even though the mobile phone he put in his pocket had been turned on countless times along the way, and the reminder of 'Caller Fu Qinghe' came on and on again. It went off and on again, but Han Yun, who was struggling with his upper and lower eyelids, didn't notice it once.

Half an hour later, Su Chengzheng brought Han Yun home and helped him to lie down on the bed.

As soon as his head touched the soft pillow, Han Yun realized that all the struggle he had just done was in vain. He closed his eyes almost in a second, and his consciousness was in a state of ups and downs, semi-awake, but He didn't fall asleep completely; his limbs and head were extremely heavy, which made Han Yun feel tired and sleepy, unable to move.

Su Chengzheng helped Han Yun cover the quilt, and went to the kitchen to make hangover soup—in fact, it was boiled Chinese herbal medicine in a cloth bag. Because he didn't drink well, and to avoid headaches and stomachaches the next day after a hangover, Su Chengzheng ordered Prepare some hangover decoction at home.

After cooking, he mixed some cold water and took it to the room after testing the temperature.

Han Yun was falling asleep, his brows were slightly furrowed, and he seemed a little restless.

Su Chengzheng sat quietly on the side of the bed, reaching out his hand to smooth the wrinkles between his brows.

A few seconds later, the thumb left from the center of the brow, crossed the pair of tightly closed peach eyes, followed the soft face line all the way down, and finally stopped on the sharp chin.

Su Chengzheng pinched Han Yun's chin, he took a sip of the herbal soup, and slightly forced him to open his mouth with his hand, then lowered his head to touch Han Yun's lips, and passed the hangover soup little by little.

The light scent of mint and chrysanthemum permeates the teeth, but Han Yun doesn't like this - others drink water and then feed you something, it may sound romantic, but it is completely disgusting to him, because it is really disgusting. It was too unhygienic, and Han Yun, who was obsessed with cleanliness, couldn't bear it.

The strong resistance even made him wake up a little bit, he frowned and wanted to turn his head away, but Su Chengzheng firmly clasped Han Yun's jaw, entangled his tongue to lick and suck.

And the bowl of hangover soup had already been thrown on the ground, spreading like a water-stained snake.

The air in the room seemed to become scorching hot, Han Yun was a little out of breath, and then felt a chill all over his body, Su Chengzheng rudely tore off his shirt, and pressed his whole body on it, his hands kept moving to untie Han Yun The belt, while kissing and biting the side of his neck.

Han Yun's breathing gradually became heavy, and the rising lust mixed with alcohol devoured his reason little by little.He couldn't remember what happened before or what was happening now, his dizzy head became even more dizzy at this time, Han Yun raised his head uncomfortably, and saw Fu Qinghe's face in a daze, he opened his mouth, intermittently He called out Fu Qinghe's name, hoping that the person on his body would move more lightly.

However, it was useless, the movement of pressing him stopped for a moment, and then became more forceful as if mad, as if wanting to melt into the flesh and blood.

"Fu-qing-he-"

Su Chengzheng's voice came out of his throat word by word, his eyes were so red that he was about to shed tears, "You like him? Han Yun—how can you like him!"

Su Chengzheng bit Han Yun's shoulder with such force that he couldn't help but let out a muffled grunt. However, just as he opened his mouth, Su Chengzheng took the opportunity to kiss him again, wantonly and frantically sweeping every place he touched. .

……

When Han Yun woke up again in the middle of the night, he was awakened by the violent collision in the living room.

He felt like he hadn't slept for long—in fact, he was fully conscious during the second half of the affair, but he was too lazy to respond or break free because his body was sore and tired and getting better.

In the darkness, the sound of collisions in the living room continued, Han Yun opened his eyes slowly, and his thinking was still a little slow.He supported the bed and sat up. The trousers and underwear he was wearing when he came here were stained with a lot of white, and the shirt that was thrown into the corner was even more crumpled. Han Yun took a nightgown from the hanger and put it on , the hollow feeling made him tighten his clothes a little uncomfortably.

When he walked into the living room, the tables and chairs fell all over the floor, and the glass cabinet that Su Chengzheng used to display his collection was also shattered into pieces.The barefooted Han Yun stopped in front of the broken glass all over the floor, and looked expressionlessly at Su Chengzheng and Fu Qinghe who were fighting together on the ground.

Su Chengzheng was also wearing a nightgown, and there were traces of dried up liquid mixed with red and white on his exposed thighs.He was obviously exhausted, and even Fu Qinghe, who was thin, could crush him and beat him up.

"Qinghe," Han Yun barked, his head swollen and dizzy from the hangover, and he leaned against the door frame weakly, "Come here." He barked like calling a dog.

Fu Qinghe immediately got up and walked to him, he was in a state of extreme rage, Fu Qinghe didn't even dare to touch Han Yun, he was afraid that if he couldn't control his strength, he would hurt him.

Su Chengzheng moved to lean against the wall little by little with difficulty, his cheeks were flushed abnormally, and he was panting heavily, but his eyes were full of smiles when he looked at Han Yun, and the ends of his raised eyes were slightly stained. Thin red, lingering and ambiguous.

Han Yun didn't bother to look at him, and said to Fu Qinghe, "Let's go, go home, I want to take a bath."

Su Chengzheng on the side smiled casually, and said, "You can wash here, and we'll go together." His voice was hoarse and deep, and the meandering end of the sound aroused endless reverie.

These provocative words completely angered Fu Qinghe, and he wanted to rush over again. Han Yun grabbed his wrist, a little impatiently: "Leave him alone, let's go." The smell of alcohol mixed with that stuff make him sick.

Before leaving, Fu Qinghe looked back at Su Chengzheng, his eyes were as indifferent as if he were looking at a dead person.

After returning home, Han Yun immediately went into the bathroom to take a bath, and Fu Qinghe brought him clean pajamas afterwards.

Ten minutes later, Han Yun came out refreshed, collapsed on the sofa and wanted to sleep again.Fu Qinghe stared at him for a while, then took out a tube of ointment from the plastic bag next to him, squeezed out a little and wiped it on the teeth marks exposed because of the loose neckline.

Han Yun also tilted his head and took a look. The wound was red and swollen, and it was a little bluish-purple. No wonder he felt a little tingling when he took a bath just now.

"I should have picked you up earlier." Fu Qinghe said, without looking up, his whole body was as stiff as a stone sculpture.

At first, when no one answered his call, Fu Qinghe didn't care. He just thought that the bar was too noisy and Han Yun didn't hear it.Later, when it was almost one o'clock in the morning, Han Yun hadn't come back, nor responded to any calls or text messages, and Fu Qinghe started to panic.

He called Han Yun's colleagues, and they left early, and they couldn't tell why. Later, Fu Qinghe asked the secretary, Sister Yuan, all the way, only to learn that Han Yun was drunk, and Su Chengzheng said he would send him home.

But Fu Qinghe is at Han Yun's house now.

He hung up the phone, and rushed to Su Chengzheng's house without any delay.

However, no one answered the knock on the door, and Fu Qinghe couldn't open the anti-theft iron door, so he had to ask a friend to find a master lock picker to come and unlock it.After he entered the room, what he saw was Su Chengzheng walking out of the room in his nightgown, and the white turbid liquid flowing from somewhere behind him dripped to the ground with his steps.

Let's not talk about the later things.

Han Yun didn't know what to say, so he just shook his head.

He saw that Fu Qinghe also had wounds on his face, a bruise on his chin and a bruise on the right side of his face, and the knuckles of his hands were terribly red and swollen.

Fu Qinghe looked down at Han Yun's gaze, then smiled, "Small injury, I'll take care of it myself in a while."

Han Yun hummed.

At night, they lie in bed and sleep.

Fu Qinghe took out a necklace with a wooden pendant tied with a black rope from his pocket, because it was placed close to the body by the owner, the wooden pendant had already taken on the temperature of the human body.

Han Yun stared at the pendant, it was an irregular polygon, nothing like it, and the gradient dark brown looked a bit artistic.

This pendant gave him a very strange feeling, he didn't hate it, but rather liked it, probably because of the so-called close eye.

Fu Qinghe helped him put it on, and adjusted the length of the rope so that the wooden pendant could be hidden in his clothes.

"What is this?" Han Yun held the wooden pendant through his pajamas.

"The pendant my grandma gave to my mother, and she gave it to me after she passed away. This is a pair, and I have one too." Fu Qinghe looked at Han Yun with soft eyebrows and eyes.

He took out the necklace he was wearing, Han Yun compared it with his own, and the expression on his face was only =皮=.

If it weren't for the same black rope wooden pendant, you wouldn't be able to tell they were a pair just by looking at the shape of the wooden pendant.

Fu Qinghe put the necklace away again, and continued: "Grandma is not from the city. She and her family lived in a small town for generations. Because she knew some Feng Shui spells, she was called a 'witch' by others. My mother happened to go there with me. Tourist's father met him, fell in love with him, and followed him to the city."

"However, grandma hasn't done this for a long time. She said that there will be retribution, and my mother's frailty and ill-fated fate are retribution." Fu Qinghe smiled, "Grandma passed away a year ago, and she gave this to me before she died, and let me here you are."

"Leave it to me?" Han Yun was taken aback, they didn't know each other a year ago.

"Well, grandma said that I will be with a very special person." Fu Qinghe said, he leaned over and kissed the corner of Han Yun's lips lightly, "Zai Zai, you are very special."

Han Yun selectively ignored the previous address and asked, "What else did grandma say?"

"She said, if you take it, we'll be together forever."

Life after life.

Looking at the face in front of him, Han Yun snorted softly, they were indeed together all the time.

"Okay, I'll take it," he said.

……

The following days were the same as usual, Han Yun went to work as usual, Fu Qinghe didn't stop him or told him not to go.Although he was unhappy, he still gave Han Yun enough space and freedom, as well as full respect and protection.

As for Su Chengzheng, Fu Qinghe didn't go to see him again, nor did he mention it in front of Han Yun, as if he didn't exist.But it was impossible for Fu Qinghe to do nothing, he couldn't swallow this breath, so he kept stumbling Su Chengzheng in business cooperation behind Han Yun's back.Su Chengzheng's company is involved in the catering industry, so it is relatively easy to find trouble in this regard.Fu Qinghe doesn't care if the means are upright or dirty, he just wants to bring down Su Chengzheng, and he doesn't care about other people's gossip.

However, although Fu Qinghe was busy with work, he did not neglect Han Yun.Now every day when Han Yun leaves the company after get off work, the first thing he sees is Fu Qinghe's car. He comes to pick him up every day. If he really can't get away, he will let his assistant come over. He will never give Han Yun the chance to go home alone.

On the other hand, Su Chengzheng looked like he was being sexually harassed in the workplace.For example, when Han Yun walked up to him while he was working, it seemed to be inspecting, but his left hand was put on his shoulder, cruising down his back, and finally wrapped around his waist; for example, when Han Yun handed him the document touched the back of his hand...

Two days later, Han Yun handed in his resignation.

But the HR department refused to accept it, and the manager asked him to hand it directly to Su Chengzheng.

So Han Yun is now standing in Su Chengzheng's office, and the person opposite him looks at him expressionlessly.

There was a moment of silence in the office, and then Su Chengzheng stood up abruptly, sweeping the things on the table to the ground.

Han Yun took a step back, lowered his eyes and said, "You may not know, but I'm already with Fu Qinghe."

"I don't know?" Su Chengzheng sneered. He was tormented by Fu Qinghe's continuous small movements these days, and his tone couldn't help being sharp, "You two blind people who are in pairs all the time can't see it. Han Yun, I The time to know this news is much earlier than you expected."

Han Yun frowned, "That day——"

"That day?" Su Chengzheng tilted his head, "You said the night you went to the bar?" He smiled, "Yes, I knew before that that you and Fu Qinghe were together, but so what, I don't care."

Su Chengzheng walked around the mess on the ground and walked in front of him, stared into Han Yun's eyes, and said, "You are mine, you can only be mine."

Han Yun almost laughed at his childish behavior, what did Su Chengzheng think that night meant, mark it?

He took a step back indifferently, "Boss Su, if there is nothing else, I will leave first. I believe Sister Yuan will arrange a new assistant for you as soon as possible."

Su Chengzheng chuckled, "I didn't agree with your resignation, do you think the HR department will help you transfer files to other companies?"

Han Yun looked at him like an idiot: "I believe Fu Qinghe's company doesn't care about so much, do you think so?"

Su Chengzheng's face turned livid in an instant, and Han Yun left the office without saying any more.

While packing up, Fu Qinghe called: "Zai Zai, is the deal settled?"

"Basically," Han Yun said, "I'm packing up, you can come over now. Think about where to eat first, don't ask me."

"I know you have choice phobia, don't worry, I have chosen a good place." Fu Qinghe said with a smile, "Then I will go there now, and I will be there soon."

"Ah."

Putting the phone aside, Fu Qinghe looked down at the dark blue velvet ring box in his hand, and the smile on his lips unconsciously widened a bit.

On the other side, just as Han Yun bent down to lift the cardboard box and put it on the table for easy packing, he saw a flash of white light in front of him, and the scene changed in an instant.

It was the familiar whiteness, Han Yun was stunned for a moment, and then he saw a crying dumpling running towards him and crashing into his arms.

"Host, host, I miss you so much." Tuanzi said, sobbing.

This child is white and fat, and looks as naive as a doll in New Year's paintings.However, the clothes are low-wear, and there is no place on the whole body that is eye-catching—the golden apron, the golden underwear, the golden shoes, and the golden bracelets and necklaces.

Han Yun: "..."

"You are..." He couldn't think of a suitable word to describe Jin Tuanzi.

"He's upgraded." Jin Tuanzi said shyly, looking up at him, "Host host, do you miss him?"

Han Yun: "..."

He tugged at the little boy's bellyband in disgust, "What is this?"

"This is clothes, you are so stupid." Jin Tuanzi said, "I'm telling you, because they have upgraded, so they have entities, don't make such a fuss."

Han Yun: "..."

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???

What level does a Taiwanese accent count as a promotion?

……

On the other side, Fu Qinghe came to the place but saw no one. Thinking of Han Yun's drunkenness last time, he didn't dare to hesitate or delay any longer, so he took the elevator directly to Han Yun's office.

When he opened the door and entered, he saw Su Chengzheng standing beside Han Yun's desk, holding a sleeping puppet cat, and asked him anxiously, "Has Han Yun looked for you?"

"What?" Fu Qinghe frowned, "No, I'm here to pick him up."

Su Chengzheng scratched his hair, "He disappeared. The things were confiscated, but the person disappeared. The secretary outside said he didn't see anyone coming out."

Fu Qinghe's brows tightened even more. They had asked Han Yun about turning into a cat after they got together, so they knew the law, and he shouldn't suddenly change back at this time.

"Give me the cat." He reached out to snatch the puppet cat.

"Why!" Su Chengzheng protected the cat and avoided it sideways, "This is Han Yun's stuff, why should I give it to you!"

"Because I'm his lover!" Fu Qinghe growled angrily, and relentlessly bullied himself to catch the cat, "Su Chengzheng, have you had enough trouble? Han Yun doesn't love you at all, you are so fucking stupid Or play dumb?!"

Su Chengzheng caught his breath, "I'm willing, leave it alone!" He yelled angrily, holding the cat tightly and refusing to let go. Fu Qinghe was so worried that Han Yun didn't dare to grab it, and the situation fell into a stalemate for a while.

Su Chengzheng looked up at him, and smiled sarcastically: "So what if Han Yun doesn't love me, he gave it to me for the first time, we made it three times that night, and it was full of his things. What can you do? "

He stared into Fu Qinghe's eyes, and Zhang Yang laughed wantonly: "Fu Qinghe, you——can—how—how—like—?!"

Fu Qinghe's chest heaved violently, and his dark eyes were blood red with jealousy.This is what he cares most about. Although he pretended to be relieved because he didn't want to make Han Yun unhappy, in fact, he never thought about it. The anger and hatred in his heart are getting higher and higher day by day, and now, Fu Qinghe can no longer suppress it. Living.

With red eyes, he picked up a paper knife on the table and rushed at it.

Chapter 34 "It's Too Difficult to Mess With a Superstar's Assistant Wife: The Sweet Love of a Dual Personality Actor"

In fact, Han Yun was present when Su Chengzheng and Fu Qinghe were talking.Because he disappeared suddenly, firstly, he was afraid of any trouble, and secondly, he was worried, so he threatened Jin Tuanzi to see the follow-up.

So Han Yun appeared in the office again, but in a state of wandering spirit. Jin Tuanzi stood beside him, but Su Chengzheng and Fu Qinghe couldn't see him.

Han Yun witnessed Su Chengzheng's provocation that was so straightforward that it could be called vulgar. He knew that although the other party was naive and childish, he would not bring up such a private matter and say it on the surface, and the language was so explicit.Therefore, Han Yun speculated that Su Chengzheng probably did not care about drinking because he was a drunkard. I am afraid that even the drunken sex incident was somewhat calculated. There were some showing off and demonstrations against Fu Qinghe, but more of them were just wanting to It's much faster to irritate him and force him to do something irrational than to destroy the company and him.

But to be honest, although those words really pinched Fu Qinghe's weakness, he was still a businessman no matter what, and he shouldn't be fooled by such tricks.

But Han Yun obviously underestimated himself and overestimated Fu Qinghe. Once he was involved in anything, it was always difficult for the other party to maintain his IQ on the passing line.

When seeing Fu Qinghe picking up the paper cutter, Han Yun was also stunned for a moment, and then became anxious all of a sudden, but he couldn't do anything, so he subconsciously called Fu Qinghe's name loudly in a panic.

At that moment, Fu Qinghe's movements stopped, and the puppet cat that Su Chengzheng had been holding all the time fell to the ground somehow.But Fu Qinghe didn't seem to see it, and only turned his head quickly to look at where Han Yun was, even though there was nothingness there.

The ghost Han Yun looked at him, and cursed again angrily: "Stupid! Can you use your brain?! You——"

Before the swearing was over, Jin Tuanzi yelled 'Oops', and ran away grabbing his wrist without saying a word, and they returned to the system space again.

Standing still in the white glow, Jin Tuanzi breathed an exaggerated sigh of relief, raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, and repeated nervously: "It shouldn't...it shouldn't be, Fu Qinghe has no reason to see it, I It's all upgraded, why is there a bug..." At this time, he saw the wooden pendant exposed from Han Yun's open neckline.

"What is that?" Jin Tuanzi asked, he jumped up and wanted to grab it, but he only demonstrated what it means to 'jump up and hit your knee'.

Han Yun then lowered his head to look at the necklace, the wooden pendant clinging to his skin felt warm and comfortable.He buttoned up his shirt to cover the necklace, and said with a normal expression: "It's nothing, the gift Fu Qinghe gave me a few days ago, I liked it and kept it."

"Oh." Jin Tuanzi muttered, "It's so ugly." The crudely carved wooden pendant didn't catch his attention.

Han Yun rolled his eyes: "Hey, having said that, what have you upgraded?"

Jin Tuanzi blinked, and grinned to reveal a few baby teeth: "Well, in fact, there have been some small changes in various aspects. Although the form of doing tasks has changed, it is still beneficial to you on the whole. Here, this is the script for the next world." He stretched out his hand behind his back, and handed the A4 paper he was holding to Han Yun, his fleshy arms were as cute as lotus joints, "This is the copywriting, below It is a mission. In this way, what you have to do is very clear, and the upgraded system is most suitable for a mindless host like you."

Han Yun: "..."

He smiled and grabbed Jin Tuanzi's ears, "What did you say?"

"I, I, I, I..." Jin Tuanzi let out a groan, and tears quickly welled up in his eyes that were so painfully black, "I, I, I, I said, this task is most suitable for you, who are handsome, unrestrained, graceful, and suave." The host of Shen Yuluoyan, Guanyue Shame, please let go!!!"

Han Yun snorted coldly and looked down at the so-called copywriting and tasks.

……

Copywriter:

"It's too hard to catch up with the assistant wife of a big star: the sweet love of the actor with dual personality"

During the day, he is a big star who is as gentle as water and radiant.

In the dark night, he is a romantic and evil charmer, a wealthy family and a young man who everyone can't avoid.

During the day, he smiled gently and shyly: "Assistant Han, I'm really sorry for causing you trouble."

In the dark night, he raised his brows, and the corners of his lips curled up full of anger: "Man, I've taken a fancy to you. I'll give you a choice, stay with me."

One body, two personalities.

He loves him, and he loves him.

But God knows, he is just an ordinary celebrity assistant!Who will tell him what choice he should make? !

Is it an angel of salvation, or a devil who leads people to fall?

……

Task: Promote the fusion of the male protagonist's personality.

……

Han Yun: "..."

What kind of broken copywriting, with a long list of titles but too stingy to even give a name, if it’s not him, he’s a man man, don’t you know that the three elements of writing a composition are time, place and character?

Han Yun, who has been able to keep calm at this time after going through several hardships in the world, counted carefully, and then looked at Jin Tuanzi expressionlessly: "There are 10 him in the copywriting, which one am I?"

Jin Tuanzi: "..."

"Uh..." He tried to tiptoe to look, "Probably...the last few..." Jin Tuanzi said weakly, the newly upgraded system has a new script, and the routine seems to be different. I don't understand it very well.

Han Yun clicked his tongue impatiently, and glanced at Jin Tuanzi with disgust: "I also said that upgrading is useless."

Jin Tuanzi apologized aggrievedly: "I'm sorry...I, I will definitely make it up...next time, I will make it up to you..."

Han Yun didn't expect Jin Tuanzi to be successful anymore, so he didn't take it seriously. He just urged: "Let's go, let's go and have a look. The copywriting is all his and other's and I'm messed up."

……

When he opened his eyes again, Han Yun was lying on the bed in the bedroom.He propped himself up on the bed and sat up, when he heard Jin Tuanzi say: "The basic information about the script will be automatically entered, so I won't say much, host, come on!"

Han Yun resisted the urge to roll his eyes: "Go away."

Although there are a lot of things in my mind, I don't feel so strange or uncomfortable. Maybe it's because of Jin Tuanzi's upgrade.Those extra memories are like small boxes controlled by thoughts. Only when you think of that part, it will automatically open and tell you the relevant content. When you don’t need it, you don’t know it at all. Humanized a lot.

Han Yun lifted the quilt and got out of bed. This is a very ordinary room, small in size, but clean and tidy, with simple furnishings.He walked to the desk, which was also an ordinary or even old desk, covered with a large glass, under which were photos of Han Yun from childhood to adulthood.

At this time, the door was pushed open, and a middle-aged woman walked in.

She is Han Yun's mother, her name is Xu Qiu. She is 53 years old this year. Although there are fine lines around her eyes and eyes, she can still see her youthful beauty.

"A Yun?" She looked at Han Yun standing in front of the desk with some surprise, and then laughed, "It's rare to get up so early on the weekend, get up and brush your teeth and eat, I'm going to buy vegetables, I have a lot of things to do today .”

"Well, I see."

This feeling was strange to Han Yun, he couldn't say the word 'Mom' for a while, so he had to answer vaguely.

After Xu Qiu left, Han Yun wandered around the house. Xu Qiu tidied up the living room, dining room, even the kitchen and bathroom in an orderly manner. The bright sunlight came in through the wide open windows, bright and warm.

After Han Yun finished washing, he sat at the dining table. In front of him was the white porridge that Xu Qiu had warmed up for him before he left, a small dish of pickled melon and meat floss, and a golden fried poached egg.

Their family is not considered well-off. Xu Qiu was laid off a few years ago, and now he concentrates on managing the family, and occasionally speculates in stocks, but he doesn’t make much money; his father, Han Ting, is not well-educated, and now works as a driver for the boss of a company. In addition to deducting the five social insurances and one housing fund, the monthly salary will only be in the early three thousand. Of course, the bonus at the end of the year will be calculated separately.

And Han Yun is just as ordinary as his family, without any special talents or skills, and his grades are also average, and he is not embarrassed to be stuck in the middle. He studied in an ordinary university in college, majoring in journalism and media as an undergraduate. .After graduating, considering his family's situation, Han Yun did not continue to study in graduate school. Instead, he worked to subsidize his family first, and planned to study slowly after working.

But the reality is cruel. Today's society is different from before. There are college students everywhere, and there are a lot of undergraduates, and it is hard to find a job.Han Yun submitted dozens of resumes, and finally squeezed into the publicity team of a star studio to help write promotional soft articles, but he was only an intern, a cheap labor force with a meager salary. It is still unknown whether he can stay after the internship period .

Although today is the weekend, as a newcomer, Han Yun is naturally as diligent as possible.So he went to the company early, intending to understand the process and work content, so that he could be more orderly on Monday.After all, Han Yun only knows about celebrities and so on in bed, but he doesn't know much about work.

He sent a text message to Xu Qiu saying that he was going to the company, and then he changed his clothes and went out.

The star studio where Han Yun works is set up for him by the agency company of Yan Qing, a popular young boy.In addition, Yan Qing does have some talent for acting, so it is not surprising that he is given such treatment.

Yan Qing's studio is on the fifth floor of an office building, in the same business circle as the brokerage company.When Han Yun went there, Yan Qing came over, and he didn't know what he was talking about inside, so he didn't go up to meddle in looking for trouble, and secretly found a companion he knew to stand with him.

When Han Yun passed by just now, he saw Yan Qing's face. It was the same face that he was almost tired of seeing, but there seemed to be some slight changes in the facial features and facial contours. There is a little difference.

Even if only Yan Qing's side face can be seen now, Han Yun has to admit that it really has the demeanor and appearance of Zhilan Yushu, clean and clear as if walking out of a landscape painting, exquisite facial features needless to say, and thin body Tall and tall, it carries a bookish atmosphere of Jiangnan water town.Coupled with the gentleness and gentleness of his speech, it is really easy to make people feel good.

But the strange thing is that Han Yun didn't know why the staff all looked indifferent in places where Yan Qing couldn't see, and they didn't have the excitement and surprise of seeing a big star.

Just when he was in a daze, Yan Qing seemed to have noticed something, and turned to look at him.

Han Yun was looking at his deep amber eyes, the watery light was like peach blossoms blooming in the warm spring season, gorgeous and yet elegant, making people unconsciously feel their heart beating faster and blushing.

However, Han Yun was an exception. Yan Qing looked at him blankly, and the eyes of others also fell on him.Han Yun frowned, turned around and looked behind him, there was only one wall.

When he turned his head again, Yan Qing had already walked in front of him.

"What's your name?" Yan Qing asked, her voice was still soft and polite.

"Han Yun."

"Ah, Mr. Yan, this is a new intern who works in the publicity team." The companion beside him helped explain.

"So," Yan Qing said softly, and then asked Han Yun, "My original assistant is pregnant and on vacation, and now I'm short of staff. Han Yun, you can be my assistant, okay?"

Yan Qing spoke slowly, with a special tone and charm in it, so she didn't look feminine, and it was very comfortable to listen to.

Han Yun was a little puzzled, why is he an assistant again, can he only be an assistant?

Seeing that he didn't speak, Yan Qing said again: "It won't be too tiring, and I will give you more corresponding salary, okay?"

The other party has already mentioned this point, and Han Yun can only nod.

"Okay," Yan Qing was very happy, with his eyes crooked with a smile, "then you pack up and come to me, I'm in the lounge, and I'll explain something to you later." He pointed to a room at the end of the corridor, " That's it."

"it is good."

Han Yun is a newcomer, and there is nothing to clean up, only a person in charge came to give a few words of advice.After the man left, the companion who helped him just now saw that everyone had dispersed, so he pulled him to the corner and whispered: "Han Yun, that Yan Qing...don't think he is so easy to get along with, in that respect—that is , In bed, you can play to death, you must think carefully, and don't get overwhelmed just for some money."

This person is a senior from the same major as Han Yun. She has been working for five years, and there is a new junior who naturally takes good care of him.However, Han Yun was a little surprised when he heard this. After all, Yan Qing's appearance was hard to believe that he would do such a thing, but when he thought of the title and copywriting of the script, he realized it. It is the first few "hes" in the copywriting, and they are also the so-called actor with dual personality in the name.

"I see," Han Yun smiled gratefully at her. The senior must have noticed that Yan Qing fell in love with him at a glance, so she came to remind him, "Thank you, senior."

"It's okay." The senior smiled heartily and showed her white teeth, "Go, just be careful."

Then Han Yun went to the lounge to find Yan Qing, saying that he was explaining things, but in fact it was nothing, Yan Qing had a huge team, and he was not the only assistant.All Han Yun needs to do is to communicate with his manager about Yan Qing's daily announcements, then arrange a schedule for him and remind him to go to the event, which is similar to what he did for Su Chengzheng before.

As for why Yan Qing chose him as an assistant, Han Yun didn't ask much, but he spoke first: "To be honest, I liked you the first time I saw you," Yan Qing smiled, a little shy, " Maybe it's eye-catching."

Han Yun suppressed the inexplicable feeling in his heart, laughed along with it, and said a few perfunctory polite words.

"Well, that's all about these things. But today is the weekend, I don't go to work, and I will report on Monday." Yan Qing said with a smile, while bending down to pick up the coat that was hanging on the armrest of the sofa.

There was a strand of black swaying around his neck along with his movements. Han Yun took a closer look and found that it was a black rope, probably something like a necklace.He didn't think much about it, he took his leave and left after looking away.

Han Yun wandered around for a while, bought a cup of coffee, bit the straw and drank every sip, and stood in front of the zebra crossing and waited for the red light.

After a while, the green light came on, and he walked forward.

Then he felt a gust of wind blowing up beside him, and Han Yun turned his head to look, and saw a black Mercedes driving straight towards him at a speed that absolutely exceeded the speed limit in the city.

It was not the first time that Han Yun was hit by a car, and it was precisely because of the car accident that he came to do these messy system tasks.Although I deliberately didn’t think about it afterwards, the pain and fear of being hit by a car that day, drawing an arc in the air like a thrown mineral water bottle, and finally falling back to the ground have not disappeared. They are still hidden in the In the deepest part of my heart, like a ghost lurking in the dark, waiting for an opportunity.

And looking at the speeding car, Han Yun easily thought of that experience, he turned his head and looked at it blankly, forgetting to move.

Fortunately, the car reacted quickly, slamming the steering wheel and crashing into the iron pole of the traffic light next to Han Yun, only brushing his leg lightly, Han Yun staggered a few steps