False Jacksu forced to become Jacksu [Quick Transmigration]

At noon on the second day of the holiday, Mao Yan asked Han Yun to go out for dinner, and then gave him two keys.

Han Yun was taken aback: "What is this?"

"The car key and house key, brother Yan gave you."

Han Yun was even more confused: "Give it to me? Why?"

"As an assistant, you always have to run errands, don't you? Whether it's shopping or pick-up, it's always more convenient to have a car." Maoyan said, "As for this house, it's just a monochromatic apartment of [-] to [-] square meters, near the company. , not far from Brother Yan's house."

Han Yun glanced at the two pairs of keys. As a small assistant, it was really difficult for him to accept them with peace of mind.

"Does everyone have it?"

Maoyan thought for a while: "Well... it's a little benefit from Brother Yan personally."

Seeing Han Yun's perplexed face, Mao Yan smiled, and said in another way: "You should treat it as a loan, the car and house allocated by the public, at worst, return it to Brother Yan later."

——However, you will have to talk to him yourself when the time comes.

Maoyan swallowed the last sentence silently. He always had an inexplicable fear of Yan Qing.

"Then... okay, I'll trouble you."

Han Yun accepted this statement and reached out to take two sets of keys.

After eating and returning home, he told Xu Qiu the news.

Xu Qiu was very happy. She originally thought that the job Han Yun had found was an intern, but now even a car and a house were allocated. Obviously, it was not just an "internship", and the salary was so good.

That afternoon, she took Han Yun to the new house. She planned to see what was missing so that she could buy it quickly. Unexpectedly, the apartment had everything from sofas, TVs, washing machines to carpets, sheets, and quilts. Even the refrigerator was full. of.

Although these things looked brand new, Xu Qiu worriedly looked at the food in the freezer one by one. The production date was either today or yesterday, and they were all very fresh.

Xu Qiu grinned from ear to ear, and praised Yan Qing, saying that he is thoughtful and careful in handling things. It is really impossible to find such a good boss even with a lantern.

Han Yun agreed with a smile, but secretly wondered that he could understand the allocation of cars and houses, but he could never have imagined such a well-decorated apartment that he could move in with his bags.

Moreover, even the bedroom closet is full of new clothes.

After sending Xu Qiu away, Han Yun called Yan Qing to thank him.

"Mr. Yan, I'm Han Yun."

"Say."

"I went to the apartment to see it. It's very good and has everything. Thank you for being so thoughtful, and I'm sorry for your trouble."

"It's okay, little thing."

Yan Zhen said calmly, in front of him was a product manual specially sent by the Furniture City, which was more than two centimeters thick, and the footer of the page had been folded into a mess by him, and many places were marked with a red pen.

What he didn't say was that he personally selected all the furniture in the apartment where Han Yun lived, and the clothes and pants, including underwear, were also brands he often wore.

Thinking of this, Yan Zhen laughed at himself.He felt like a drug addict now—no, like a pervert.

He clearly decided to restrain himself and stay away, but he couldn't help but do so much for him.As long as he thinks that Han Yun lives there, and everything around him is arranged by him himself—just thinking about it, Yan Zhen feels extremely satisfied, and there is also an inexplicable throbbing.

——It’s like a little girl who sees the boy she likes eating the cake she made with her own hands.

This fleeting thought successfully made Yan Zhen feel disgusted by himself, his complexion turned dark, and his tone changed a lot.

"Any thing else."

"Yes, uh, am I going to pick you up tomorrow or go to the company?"

"go to company."

Yan Zhen tried his best to hold back the words that asked him to come, and then quickly hung up the phone, afraid that he would say something inappropriate again.

Contrary to his entanglements and struggles, Yan Qing was somewhat happy and looking forward to it, and even a little inexplicably shy.

Unlike Yan Zhen - in fact, he neither understands nor approves of Yan Zhen's approach.Yan Qing didn't understand why he insisted on embarrassing himself, was it embarrassing to admit that liking someone?Although I don't know where this relationship came from, but I like it, I like it, what is there to deny?

Yan Qing, who is absolutely emotional, is extremely convinced by one sentence: the brain is false, and the thoughts are also false, only the heart is true.

He fell into a deep sleep with this girlish little mind, and the personality that is not in the dominant position always gets tired easily, and he is only fully awake for two or three hours a day.

Well...it's okay, let's get some sleep.

When you wake up tomorrow, you can see him.

……

Today is Han Yun's first night living in the new apartment. Living alone is very comfortable, which is also the way he is used to.

After eating, Han Yun moved the laptop to the dining table and started translating documents.This is an extra money introduced by a senior doctoral student, translating English papers into Chinese.Han Yun also did this kind of work when he was part-time work-study program in the earliest days, so it is handy to do it now.It's just that the original owner's grades are mediocre, and his English has only reached a level that can barely pass the sixth grade. The senior doesn't trust him very much, so Han Yun will first translate for him for free, and if he is satisfied, he will continue to translate for a fee.

But just before he turned a few paragraphs, the doorbell rang suddenly.

Han Yun walked over to open the door, and was hugged before he could see who was coming, followed by the smell of grilled skewers and marinated ingredients.

"Brother! Long time no see!"

Milson shouted happily, like a humanoid teddy bear, so enthusiastic that Han Yun couldn't react at once, and asked in a daze: "How do you know I'm here?"

"This is an apartment rented by the company. Many artists live here, and I live in Lushang."

Milson walked in and put the two boxes of barbecue and a large bag of marinade on the table, "I'm here to celebrate with you, Joe!"

Han Yun: "...you are talking about housewarming, right?"

"Uh," Milson thought for a while, "I guess so. Hey, it's pretty much the same." He said carelessly, and went straight to the kitchen to get the plates.

Although Milson is not a very famous star, he still looks like a sunny and handsome big boy to the outside world. This is the first time Han Yun has seen him gnawing his chicken feet while being so hot that he opened his mouth.

Han Yun poured him wine with a smile and asked, "How do you know I live here?"

"Brother Maoyan said it." Milson breathed heavily, "I didn't believe it at first, because some artists live here."

"so……"

In fact, I also want to know that there are so many ordinary staff members like assistants in a big company, how can they have such good benefits, let alone newcomers who just joined.

Milson was panting like a bellows. Han Yun looked amused and said, "Eat less, your throat won't be able to take it in a while."

"Not only the throat, but also the face." Milson flattened his mouth in distress and said aggrievedly, "So don't drink too much wine and water, or your face will be swollen tomorrow."

"Have a job tomorrow?"

"Well, there is an announcement to be made tomorrow morning."

Han Yun seemed to see the soul of the foodie rising from Milson's back, showing his biceps like a Hulk.

He went to the kitchen and poured a glass of boiled water to replace the beer in Milson's hand, but then he thought about it, the child's throat has a smell of tobacco and alcohol, which is probably the same as eating spicy food; but if he drank too much water, Waking up the next day with a swollen face...

Ok……

Han Yun decisively took away the plate containing chicken wings in front of Milson.

Milson looked at him accusingly: "Brother!"

"Don't eat it. If your face is swollen again, you won't be able to see it."

Milson: "..."

"Brother, is my face so big?"

Han Yun replied honestly: "It's quite big."

Milson clutched his chest and leaned back in the chair convulsively. Han Yun comforted him: "It's okay, there is a market for a big face."

Milson listened happily and looked up at him expectantly: "What market?"

Han Yun smiled: "There are 13 billion people in China, and some people always have bad eyesight."

Milson said with a sad face: "...Brother Han Yun, can you be nice to me QAQ?"

Han Yun saw the Hulk behind Milson lying on the ground like a child, throwing up and rolling.

"All right, all right," Han Yun rubbed his silver head, "If you like chicken wings and chicken feet, I'll make you a pot of non-spicy ones another day."

Milson showed his white teeth in a grin, and the Hulk behind him stood up with a grunt, bouncing and cheering.

The child is not very old, and his straightforward and enthusiastic personality makes him appear to be a harmless and active person who comes from acquaintances. Han Yun doesn't like people who are too noisy, but Milson is an exception.He feels very comfortable and natural when getting along with him, without any pressure.

They sat on the sofa and ate all the barbecue and marinade, and watched Milson's new variety show. It wasn't until two or three o'clock in the middle of the night that the children went upstairs and went home rubbing their eyes.Han Yun, who was also extremely sleepy, had the feeling of a father staying up late watching a football game with his son. He yawned, cleaned up and went back to his room to sleep.

But after all, he was a young man, even though he stayed up late last night, it had no effect on his spirit during the day.Han Yun got up early to go to the company, and talked with the agent about Yan Qing's next work, and then followed the car to accompany him to run announcements, meet directors and producers, and pick scripts.

Yan Qing's life is actually very monotonous. The chaotic life of the stars in the impression of ordinary people does not exist for him. The style of an old cadre even made Han Yun suspect that the rumors about Yan Qing's private life were maliciously slandered. Not fact.

——Until he saw Yan Qing who was drunk.

It was the third day after resuming work after a two-day vacation. Mao Yan called him impromptu to say that Yan Qing had gone to a social event, and asked Han Yun to pick him up earlier.

"Entertainment? Did Mr. Yan go by himself? Alone?"

Han Yun was a little surprised, Yan Qing seldom went to such occasions, and he was allergic to alcohol - this is what he said to the outside world, but Mao Yan told Han Yun that Yan Qing was just a bad drinker, and it was a very bad one, even a bottle of juice Cocktail drinks can bring him down.

"Yes, alone, Yan Ge has always been chic." Mao Yan said helplessly, "This time there is a new script, he likes it very much, and wants to talk about it, the director team said they want to meet him, and then Yan Ge will go gone."

Han Yun asked: "But shouldn't the agent and the company be responsible for this kind of tearing of resources?"

"Yes, the agent has come forward. But Brother Yan contacted the director himself to show his sincerity, that's why he made such an announcement today. You should go there earlier, Brother Yan is inexperienced, I'm afraid he will suffer if he can't handle this kind of scene , don’t worry about anything after you pass by, just take the person away, and I’ll take care of the rest.”

"it is good."

"Well, what's more," Maoyan said, "If Brother Yan loses his temper after drinking, just go along with him and let him go. Don't get serious with him."

"Okay, then I'll go right away."

When Han Yun went to the place that Mao Yan told him, Yan Qing was leaning against the bar, surrounded by four or five people in suits and leather shoes. Even the elegant environment and music could not conceal their ugly faces.

Even if Han Yundang walked over quickly, he broke into them rashly and rudely, and stammered: "Sorry, sorry for the trouble, that, Mr. Yan, uh... Brother Cheng has something to do with you, look ..."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head to face the other people, bowing and apologizing repeatedly.

Standing at the head was a chunky man with two or three gold rings, with a greasy smile on his face and a friendly look.

"Are you Yan Qing's new assistant?"

"Yes, that... I'm really sorry, Mr. Yan has something to do today, it's too late, I'm really sorry." Han Yun lowered his head and said submissively, while stepping back calmly, intending to pull Yan Qing away.

"That's right, Mr. Yan is busy with personnel affairs, so I didn't think carefully." The short and fat man grinned, looked at Han Yun and said, "Well, I'll ask the driver to take Yan Qing back to the company. But, look I need his help with some things here, since this is the case, why don't you come for him? Don't worry, it won't be troublesome, it will be soon. "

He took a step forward and put the wine glass in his hand into Han Yun's hand. How could Han Yun not know what he meant? He will handle it.

As a result, just when he was about to take action, Yan Qing snatched the wine glass. Han Yun thought he was trying to block the wine, and was about to reach out to stop it, when Yan Qing turned his wrist, and half of the glass of red wine was poured straight It fell on the chunky smiling tiger's plump pie face.

The smiling tiger froze all of a sudden, and Han Yun could even see the muscles on his face trembling at a rate visible to the naked eye. In an instant, he turned into a smoky head, as if he was about to cluck and howl in the next second. Fried turkey.

Turkey's face turned from red to blue, and he shouted tremblingly, "Yan Qing! Don't you want me to watch that movie—"

"I think your mother wants to—" Yan Zhen sneered, threw the goblet on the ground vigorously, and shouted sharply, "Fatty man, I'm warning you, if you dare to fuck me, I promise you the next time Your head will end up with this cup in seconds!"

I don't know if his anger was too intimidating or the sound of glass breaking was too sharp, the other people trembled, but no one dared to step forward to make things difficult for them.

Han Yun was also dumbfounded. After all, Yan Qing, who had the aura and appearance of a banished fairy, swearing was really...

——It’s hard to say.

Han Yun was dragged away by Yan Qing, he was in a hurry when he was going to take the elevator to the underground parking lot through the corridor, for fear that those people would catch up with him in excitement, and it would be troublesome to get away.Yan Qing doesn't care about this, but he is just an ordinary person. Han Yun, who has parents and family, is doomed to be a soft persimmon waiting to be squeezed in this script.

After entering the elevator, Yan Zhen squinted at him, raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly: "You bastard."

Han Yun: "..."

What's the matter with this evil smile, Yan Qing is starting to go crazy with alcohol?Or have you changed your personality again?

But... Now this person is not compatible with the gentle and elegant Yan Qing, and the cold and mean Yan Qing in the RV that day.

"rest assured."

Interpreting Han Yun's ecstasy as fear, Yan Zhen said lazily, exuding a self-contained secondary temperament all over his body.

He raised his chin and snorted, and said to himself: "Man, with me here, no one can do anything to you."

Han Yun: "..."

He struggled to find his voice from the word 'man': "Mr. Yan, have you been drinking?"

"It's just a little bit," Yan Zhen waved his hand proudly, "Don't be afraid, this little wine can't do anything to me."

Han Yun said dryly: "Really..."

Before he could finish speaking, the elevator door opened, and Yan Zhen had already walked outside. After hearing his two words full of doubts, he turned his head angrily, supported the door frame with one hand, continued to raise his chin by a degree, and then rushed towards him. He smiled indifferently: "Doubt my authority and ability? Heh, what a bold man."

Han Yun: "..."

In the past, he only knew what hot eyes were, but today, Han Yun has a deep understanding of hot ears.

However, if it is just hot ears, then Renren will pass.But Yan Qing, who was drunk, was unexpectedly stubborn, and wanted to go home with Han Yun.

Han Yun still remembered Mao Yan's words of 'follow him and wait for this energy to pass', so he could only take Yan Qing to his small apartment.

He opened the door to let Yan Qing go in first, checked at the window of the corridor that there were no paparazzi following him, and then entered the house. When he closed the door, he heard Yan Qing say: "Man, it seems that you have taken good care of our beloved little nest." okay."

Han Yun almost slammed his head against the door panel, he endured it, and barely suppressed the voice of his gnashing of teeth.

Han Yun turned around and tried his best to smile at Yan Qing: "Mr. Yan, this is my home, it's not some little love—"

With a bang, he pressed Han Yun's shoulders and pressed the person against the door, with his arms propped by his side, and a "bi-dong" that was very popular in TV dramas came, but he thought the movements were handsome and smooth There was a kiss on the mouth, the sound was so loud that Han Yun wondered if Yan Qing blew bubble gum on his mouth.

...And, to be honest, it's been a long time since he's been kissed so...purely and without affectation.

"Man, I don't allow you to underestimate the crystallization of our love." Yan Zhen said with a frown, a little unhappy.

Han Yun couldn't help distorting his expression: "When did this house become crystallized—no, when did we have the crystallization of love?"

"Everything here is arranged by me, what is it if it is not the crystallization of love?" Yanzhen said confidently, "Man, I order you, don't refuse my love for you."

Han Yun: "...I will move out tomorrow. By the way - I wanted to say this a long time ago. My name is Han Yun, not a man."

"No!" Yan Zhen glared at him, "Man, why do you always reject me over and over again? Tell me, have you changed your mind and hated this me and liked another me?"

Yan Zhen's expression suddenly became ferocious, but Han Yun was confused - why did he change his mind?What this me, that me, who is in front of him now?

Han Yun frowned, remembering Yan Qing's special situation, he changed his address and said, "Yan Qing, I don't understand what you are talking about."

"I'm not Yan Qing!"

The voice almost roared and exploded in Han Yun's ears.

Yan Zhen tugged on Han Yun's collar, his eyes opened angrily, and he said word by word: "I am Yan Zhen——— Yan—————Don't——Don't allow me to be him!!!!"