After being targeted by career fans, I was forced to open my business [Entertainment]

In the end, Mo Xin gave up trying to persuade Lu Yilian.

When he was a manager, he still couldn't persuade this brat, let alone now.

After figuring this out, Mo Xin looked away, and An An stayed at Lu Yilian's house to eat.

Five p.m.

The kitchen was steaming, and the thin boy was preparing ingredients with his back facing him, with his sleeves rolled up to his forearms, and the dangling red rope and white wrist could be seen from a distance.

Mo Xin didn't touch the spring water with his fingers, and watched him cook for a while, feeling bored, deeply felt that the kitchen was really not the place where he should be, so he walked back to the sofa and started to play with the cat.

"Three cubs~" He teased the little puppet, "Do you still remember your brother Mo?"

The little puppet gave him a "meow" ignorantly, and then avoided his outstretched hand.He jumped off the sofa in three steps and two steps. Because he was running too fast, his paws caught a coat on the sofa. With a "tsk", Mo Xin stretched out his hand to retrieve the coat that was about to fall off the sofa.

This time, he discovered something was wrong.

Although Lu Yilian doesn't usually look like a star, she still has style in her clothes.The basic colors of daily life are mainly light and clean, like the one in front of you——

Mo Xin picked up the dark coat with exaggerated portraits, hesitating.

"It's time to eat." Lu Yilian wiped his hands and walked over, "What's wrong?"

"Isn't this dress yours?" Mo Xin said.

Lu Yilian paused: "No."

"A friend borrowed it." He said, "I haven't returned it yet."

"No wonder, I don't think it looks like your style." Mo Xin said "tsk tsk" and put the clothes back, "Your friend is quite rich. That's it, if I'm not mistaken, there must be five digits starting with 3, right? It should be a fairly niche brand.”

Lu Yilian didn't expect the clothes to be so expensive, and was taken aback for a moment.

In fact, he had been paying attention to his phone all afternoon, but there was no news, and he didn't know if the security guards didn't look at the person at all or the person didn't want to contact him.

If so, it's a little tricky.

...I can't go squatting at the gate of the cemetery again.

Because of this unexpected harvest, Lu Yilian ate the whole meal a little absent-mindedly.

Mo Xin only thought that he was still restless because of Xingyang, and persuaded him a few more words on the sidelines, seeing that he had his own thoughts, he said nothing more and bid him farewell.

After tidying up the dishes, Lu Yilian sat down in the living room again, thought for a while, and searched for the brand Mo Xin mentioned, and sure enough, he saw the same model on the official website.

When seeing the string of numbers, Lu Yilian was silent for a moment, and took the little puppet who was trying to stretch its claws aside.

"It's more expensive than you." He sighed, "Ancestor, take it easy."

After thinking for a long time, he still picked up his clothes and went to the dry cleaners.

... I don't want to talk about whether I can touch it or not. I can't say that it still smells like cat fur when people come to the door.

That would be too much.

While waiting for the owner to pack and register, he called the contact information left by Butler Chen.

At night, the lights are on.

In the warm compartment, the secretary leaned back, stretched, and yawned with all her strength, then took another sip of coffee, pulled herself together, and looked at the computer screen.

The boss is in the office just across the wall, and if he sees being lazy, it's no joke.

It's a pity that just after she typed two words, the phone rang.

"Hey?"

She tucked the phone between one ear and shoulder, and was still writing work quickly in her hands.

"This is Xingyang, who are you?"

After a while, the pen in her hand fell to the ground with a "squeak".

She didn't bother to pick it up, and sat up straight, with a stiff smile on her face: "...Okay, I will pass on to Mr. Gu for you, can you hang up the phone first?"

After getting an affirmative answer from the other end of the phone, she took a deep breath, put down the phone, and stomped into the office next door with a pair of high heels.

When Gu Cenfeng works overtime at night, the office door is usually open, and he can see everything from the outside. He is essentially for the efficiency and convenience of work. After all, there must be something to deal with when working overtime, but Miss Secretary always feels that The more advantage of this matter is that it benefits the majority of compatriots in the company.

After all, when you look up when you are tired, you can see handsome guys, which can be regarded as a kind of recharging from a certain point of view.

Right now, Gu Cenfeng was sitting at the table, with his chin propped up and his eyes slightly lowered to read the report. His face looked better against the background of the night light, but the secretary had no time to appreciate it, so she walked quickly to the table:

"That, Mr. Gu..."

"Huh?" Gu Cenfeng looked up at her, "What's wrong?"

"...Mr. Lu called just now." The secretary said in a low voice.

Gu Cenfeng was taken aback for a moment, then pursed his lips.

"Ah."

If Miss Secretary dared to look up at this time, she would find that there was actually a little imperceptible expectation hidden in Mr. Gu's eyes, but at this moment she was very nervous, so she stumbled and opened her mouth:

"He said... he thanked you for your kindness. But..."

Gu Cenfeng's spinning pen stopped there for a while.

After a while, he laughed:

"but?"

The voice has dropped.

"...but he thought about it, and he might still not be a good fit."

At this moment, Miss Secretary is very grateful for the wise decision that she didn't hang up the phone: "Well, I haven't hung up his phone yet, do you have anything to convey?"

There was a "snap", which was the sound of the pen falling on the table.

"Make an appointment with him." Gu Cenfeng said lightly, "I want to see him."

Three days later in the afternoon, Lu Yilian pushed open the door of a high-end restaurant.

He didn't even plan to come this trip.

only……

On the other end of the phone, the little girl's trembling voice was still in his ears. He really couldn't bear to say the phrase "or forget it", but in desperation, he went to the appointment at the agreed time and place.

It should be fine to make it clear.

He sighed, thinking.

According to what Mo Xin said, this little Mr. Gu is not unreasonable, he is probably just a little bit unwilling, that's why he wants to see him.

"Hello, here we are."

The waiter pushed open the door respectfully, then stepped out of the way.

Lu Yilian came back to his senses and walked in.

The moment he raised his eyes to look over, he was startled fiercely.

The other party is not as fancy as the first time today, but still eye-catching and flamboyant.The black hair slightly covered the sharp eyebrows and eyes, and on the white earlobe, a faint blue light shone beautifully.

As if sensing the movement at the door, he put down the menu in his hand.

After a while, he hooked the corner of his mouth:

"haven't seen you for a long time."

The author has something to say: Mr. Gu: He is staring at me in a daze, does he think we are destined to be together?

Lu Sticky: I can finally return the clothes without having to worry about my conscience (heavy a sigh of relief

Mr. Gu: ...QAQ

Thanks for Cigui's grenade, okay~