Cannon fodder who wears books is a goblin

Qi Shaoyang's business is very busy.

Just seeing him sitting here for a few minutes, countless phone calls came.

His head was covered with gauze on his forehead and the back of his head, Lin Cen looked at it from the corner of his eye, and could faintly see bright red color oozing out.

Demons are bloodthirsty, and the blood of the enemy is the most attractive poison.

Lin Cen's heart was pounding, and he couldn't help swallowing with a "gudong".

Qi Shaoyang, who was on the phone, paused, and took the phone away.

"You are hungry?"

——"President Qi, I have eaten."

"He Run, go buy some food for this gentleman and Young Master Qin."

——"...President Qi?"

Regardless of Lin Cen's strange expression after the explanation, Qi Shaoyang held the phone to his ear calmly, as if nothing had happened.

"Well, you said."

Lin Cen: ...

Why is this person who looks the same as a Taoist priest so weird?

Fortunately, Qi Shaoyang was busy, and his assistant He Run had to leave with gauze on his head before he brought back the meal.

When he left, he called his assistant very considerately and asked him to bring the meal to the two of them before returning to the company to find him.

In this short half hour, Lin Cen personally explained what fidgeting is.

As soon as Qi Shaoyang left, Lin Cen immediately grabbed Qin Yu and asked.

"Who is that? What's his name?"

Seeing that his eyes were a little red, Qin Yu didn't want to talk to him.

But he still silently took out his phone and searched for Qi Shaoyang's information, and handed it to Lin Cen.

Qi Shaoyang's photo was not circulated on the Internet, so what Lin Cen searched was only the black and white Chinese character explanation on Baidu Encyclopedia.

The properties under the Qi family alone are full of two pages.

However, for Lin Cen, just seeing the word Qi Shaoyang is enough.

Who is Qi Shaoyang?

For ordinary people, that is a name that can only be heard in economic news.

For the rich, it is also because they are inferior to the rich and famous people who can only look up to, and their wealth is unfathomable.

But for Lin Cen——

Qi Shaoyang is in the book, the damn president Goubi who wants to step him into the mud! !

The book he was reading was a dog-blood romance novel. There were two protagonists in the book, a film king and a president, and they were still a couple.

The whole book is written about how the domineering CEO removed obstacles for the little film star on his tip to help him climb to the top of the entertainment industry, the little actor and singer who died under the CEO Tianliang Wangpo, and the rich man who wanted to bully his little heart. There are countless old men.

Lin Cen's face was dark.

Heretics from all over the world wanted to burn him to death.

The president of the world wanted to crush him to death.

Lin Cen squeezed his hands together.

When Lin Cen didn't know that the president was like this, Lin Cen still thought that the well water would not violate the river water.

But after seeing the president.

Lin Cen sneered.

Can't take care of a Taoist priest whose morality is higher than him, can't he also take care of a small human being?

Shake him tonight!

……

Just as Lin Cen perceived, the driver was quickly out of danger.

Lin Cen and He Run who were waiting in the hospital breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Qin Yujian felt relieved and notified the driver's family to come over.

"Since there's nothing else to do, I'll go first."

Lin Cen doesn't like hospitals.

Ubiquitous blood and resentment, tears and mourning can be seen everywhere.

Oh, it's not suitable for poor helpless and weak little monsters who are being bullied by the protagonist.

"Mr. Lin, please wait first."

The one who stopped him was He Run.

That is, the poor little monster rebelled against the assistant of Qi Shaoyang, the first human being who was about to be killed because of oppression.

Lin Cen stopped in his tracks to save face.

"Is something wrong?"

"It's like this. When I was outside just now, I seemed to see paparazzi squatting outside. Mr. Lin is from the entertainment industry, so it's better to be careful. Why don't you just let me give Mr. Lin a ride."

As he spoke, he thought that his president was a little unusual for this young man, so he added another sentence.

"It was ordered by the president."

Lin Cen:?

I originally asked you to give it to you as a way of saving face, but I have to say an extra word of caution.

He Run, do you think you are human?

Lin Cen waved his hands in a disinterested manner, "Thank you then. But you probably have some misunderstandings about us people. If I walk out like this, those paparazzi probably won't want to waste film on me."

He Run was choked up.

"Mr. Lin, you underestimated yourself."

"Okay, I'll see you later. If you don't believe me, wait a minute. I'll go out to see if anyone will take a picture of me."

He Run hadn't reacted yet, and it was too late to call him again.

I saw Lin Cen walking out of the hospital quickly, passing by the paparazzi at a hundred times slower speed.

The paparazzi, who used to be extremely sensitive to any disturbance, let Lin Cen leave slowly without looking sideways.

He Run: "..."

He suspected that the news he received and the hot searches that he saw today were all fake!