I heard the king is dumb

"Ding dong, ding dong..."

An Luo opened his eyes, the light in the bedroom was a little dark, he wanted to continue to sleep, but was disturbed by the continuous ringing of the doorbell.

Last night, she drank too much and had a severe headache. An Luo didn't have time to take care of it. She tried her best to crawl out of the bed, and opened the door with a chicken coop on her head.

"Mr. An, there is your courier again, please sign for it!"

An Luo glanced at the big box in the courier's hand, without saying a word, took the sign book and signed her name, took the package and closed the door.

This is the seventh time this month, An Luo has received these threatening packages.The agent, Xiaofang, kindly reminded him that he could refuse visas for things that were not his own, but An Luo accepted them every time, and insisted on opening them all.It's like making a self-abuse apology, only when I feel uncomfortable can I be able to forgive those people.Xiao Fang stopped talking nonsense after trying to persuade him once or twice to no avail.

An Luo put the package on the table, unpacked it with scissors and opened the box.

Although he had prepared himself and was a little accustomed to it, when he saw the contents of the box, Xiao Fang couldn't help taking a breath. The bloody chicken had its throat cut, probably because he was afraid that the smell of blood would be too strong, so he used a vacuum bag. Wrapped up.

Xiao Fang glanced at An Luo, his face was still expressionless, it could not be said that he was shocked or sad.Xiao Fang hurriedly closed the box, picked it up, and planned to go out and throw it away.

"I'm going to throw it away. You should clean it up quickly. The boss is looking for you."

An Luo raised his eyebrows, and he showed an unbelievable expression. On the surface, he was surprised, but Xiao Fang knew that the most contained in this expression was ridicule.

"I don't know what he asked my brother to do, but I received a text message in the morning saying to go to his office at ten o'clock. It's already 09:30, brother, pack up quickly, I'll wait for you in the car."

An Luo nodded to show that she understood.

After Xiao Fang left, the house returned to silence. An Luo came to the French windows, opened the heavy curtains, and the sunlight poured down on him like a waterfall, making him very warm and comfortable.

It was originally May weather, which was unbelievably beautiful, but An Luo hadn't gone out for half a month.

What's the point of finding a past singer who can't make a sound?The handsome face of the boy was reflected on the glass, and his pale face was slightly lonely. Anyway, the sun is shining today, and it is a good day to go out for a stroll.

It was exactly ten o'clock when An Luo and Xiao Fang came to the company.Pushing open the door of the boss's office, An Luo took a glance. There were only two people in the room. Jiang Cheng was still sitting at the desk, casually flipping through the magazines on the desk.Another person stood in front of the window. This person was tall and thin, with a cropped head. His back was facing An Luo, so he couldn't see clearly.

Probably someone who was chosen to debut.

An Luo guessed, but it had nothing to do with him, what he cared about was why Jiang Cheng called him here today.

Seeing An Luo walking in, Jiang Cheng put down the magazine in his hand, waved him to sit on the sofa, and dug out the phone from various documents.

With a ding dong, a WeChat message came over.The messenger was the young man on the sofa.

What are you looking for?

Jiang Cheng went to the sofa and sat down. He leaned on the sofa cushion, his eyes were slightly lost, and he looked at An Luo from beginning to end with a look of scrutiny.

"It's been a week since you got out of the hospital, can't you?"

An Luo gave him a look like you saw.

"I heard that you are still being threatened recently?"

The boy had no expression on his face. He seemed to be thinking about something, picked up his phone and typed a few words quickly.

I don't think Boss Jiang is a person who cares about people. If you have anything to say, just say it. I'll hurry back to sleep.

Seeing these words, Jiang Cheng was not angry. As An Luo was the most perfect "work" of the company, he had dealt with him a lot, and he had already figured out his temper.Knife mouth bean curd heart, like a seasoned boy.

"Xiao Luo, you know that our company never raises idlers. Although you were very popular in the past, now you understand your status, so..."

So if you want to let me go, that's fine, just give Xiaofang a good place to go.

The news was written in a calm and breezy manner, as if he really didn't care at all, which made Jiang Cheng inexplicably angry.But he also understood that if he wanted to get angry with Brother An, he would have lost count of how many times he had been reincarnated!

"I'm not going to fire you. I want you to get better soon. Don't give up on yourself every day. Don't worry about the threats. I will find someone to investigate. For your personal safety, the company has assigned you a bodyguard during this time. 24 hours personal protection for your safety."

No, I'm safe.

Jiang Cheng ignored An Luo's news and threw his phone to the side of the sofa.

"Zhong Yi, come here!"

An Luo's typing fingers didn't stop, he just looked up at the man in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, and never looked away.Maybe it's because he often mixes with artists, he has long been accustomed to all kinds of "beautiful" looks, so there are very few people whose looks can impress An Luo's heart all at once.But this man did it.Although this person has no expression on his face, and all his facial features are in their original form, it is still impossible to describe his appearance in words, because this person's aura is so great that all his characteristics can be assimilated into one word: cold !

Is this man from the execution ground?

An Luo saw that Zhong Yi was sizing up the other party just like herself, and their eyes met. It was An Luo who was defeated.He hurriedly turned his gaze back to the phone, only to realize that he had typed a long Morse code by accident, and could only delete it slowly as if nothing had happened.

"Xiao Luo, this is Zhong Yi, a veteran, it's absolutely fine to protect you with your skills."

An Luo lowered her head: ...

The scene was a bit embarrassing, so Jiang Cheng had no choice but to change the starting point.

"Zhong Yi, this is the person you want to protect, the big singer An Luo."

Zhong Yi:......

Jiang Cheng: ...don't pay attention to anyone, he's messing with whoever he provokes!

"Okay, the introduction is also introduced, keep yourselves and get to know each other well in the future, An Luo, I will give you another month's leave, your voice should be restored to me, otherwise I should share your resources It's just divided, don't blame me, the boss, for being unreasonable!"

An Luo seemed to have expected such a result a long time ago, and An Luo was very calm.

Ding dong, WeChat notification tone.

Is there anything else?It's okay, I'm leaving.

"One more thing, don't contact Xiao Fang during your one-month vacation. I'll let him go to Qin Feng's first. He happens to be short of a personal assistant."

The room suddenly became quiet, and the fingers that kept tapping the phone screen paused, but there was still no joy or sorrow on the face.An Luo quickly put away her phone, got up and opened the door to leave.

Jiang Cheng looked at An Luo's leaving back and sighed helplessly. He picked up the car key that Xiao Fang put on the table and threw it to Zhong Yi.

"Mr. Zhong, I don't know why you came to me, but since you are here, you should do your duty, and I will leave An Luo to you!"

Although he was begging, but his tone was so tough, Zhong Yi smiled instead of anger, and the curvature of the corner of his mouth finally made his whole face look gentler.He turned his finger on the key ring and left.

Jiang Cheng has long been shocked by this smile, "seven meat and eight vegetables". It's a pity to be a bodyguard with such a good skin.

"Are you sure you don't want to be my company's artiste? I guarantee you will be more angry than Ann!"

The backlight at the door made Zhong Yi's figure slender, he waved his hands with his back to Jiang Cheng, the keys with his ten fingers made a rattling sound, and then slowly disappeared at the end of the corridor.