Forced to follow the love line by the villain boss

At seven o'clock in the evening, a black business limousine stopped at the door of the men's clothing store for a long time, and finally, under the driver's high expectation, the two passengers came back.

He stood by the car door and respectfully opened the rear door for the boss and the boss's new assistant.

As for why the boss took his new assistant who had been on the job for less than an hour to visit the men's clothing store, especially when he stayed in the underwear area for a long time, this is not something he should ask as a driver.

After the two sat down, the driver closed the car door, then got into the driver's seat himself, and drove to the banquet location tonight.

He concentrated on driving, not listening to the conversation between the boss and his little lover... no, the new assistant in the rear compartment.

In fact, he couldn't hear it even if he wanted to. There is a soundproof wall between the front and rear seats of this stretched car, and the conversation can only be made through the intercom built into the body.

In the same way, he couldn't see what was going on behind him, whether the boss was talking to his little lover...he said wrong again, it was an assistant, although it wasn't too different.Anyway, from the perspective of the driver who has been in the industry for many years, Assistant Meng should not have been elected based on his professional ability.

The driver maintained his professionalism on the surface, and didn't give Assistant Meng an extra look, but in fact, he was thinking about it in his heart, wondering if his boss was doing something unspeakable with him in the trunk at the moment.

Actually not, Wen Rulan did have such a heart, but Meng Xing didn't, so he had no choice but to not.

"Are the clothes suitable?" Wen Rulan kept her eyes straight when she spoke, and her expression was very serious.The ferret lying on his shoulder honestly shifted his gaze to Meng Xing's waist.

Meng Xing: "..." It's useless to pretend to be serious, this soul beast has completely exposed Wen Rulan's inner thoughts.

He couldn't help changing his sitting position, turning his legs up to hide the ferret's prying eyes.He coughed dryly: "Now is the right time."

"That's good." Wen Rulan smiled, and the ferret looked away from Meng Xing, and he turned to talk about business: "Tonight's banquet is hosted by the upper council, and the participants are the spirits of the great families. The purpose is to discuss the specific arrangements for the August 8 duel."

Meng Xing nodded first, then suddenly realized after nodding: "Wait, the participants are all spiritual power users? Then I..."

He is a good-for-nothing with no spiritual level, can he get in?

"Don't worry, I can take you in. No one dares to say anything." Wen Rulan saw Meng Xing's unfinished intentions. He put his hands on the car window and rested his chin casually, speaking with confidence.The ferret on his shoulder also raised its head, revealing the presence of a powerful S-rank soul beast.

"As for your identity, you have two choices, to be my assistant, or..." Wen Rulan paused for a moment, her gaze suddenly became a little dark: "Male companion."

"Be an assistant!" Meng Xing immediately chose the former without even thinking about it.

After all, he has experience as an assistant.

"Okay." Wen Rulan sighed softly, and the ferret shrugged off. Although he was not surprised by Meng Xing's choice, he was still a little disappointed.

He added another point: "There will probably be a lot of people talking to me at the banquet, and I may not be able to take care of you..."

"I'll just find a corner and stay there." Meng Xing continued kindly.

"Hmm..." Wen Rulan responded, he thought about it again, and suddenly remembered: "By the way, Cheng Peng will also be present tonight."

"Cheng Peng..." Meng Xing recited the name. Cheng Peng was another S-level psychic and Wen Rulan's opponent. Meng Xing suspected that he would sneak attack Wen Rulan.

"Is this person's personality rather arrogant? The kind who has no one in his eyes?" Meng Xing's system description said so, but he still asked Wen Rulan for confirmation.

"Not only arrogant, but also stupid." Wen Rulan commented unceremoniously.

When speaking, the ferret snorted disdainfully, looking down on Cheng Peng from the inside out.

Meng Xing: "..." Wen Rulan is actually quite arrogant, but unlike Cheng Peng, Wen Rulan's arrogance is more restrained, while Cheng Peng is more exposed.

"Are you confident that you can beat him in the duel on August 8?" Meng Xing asked again.

"In terms of strength alone, I will definitely beat him." Wen Rulan's tone was very conceited.

But... After he finished speaking, his eyes turned to the window, looking at the passing street scene outside the car window, just like the countdown of his dwindling life.His voice suddenly softened, and he asked softly, "How will I die this time?"

Meng Xing was stunned for a moment, but he didn't answer right away.

After a long silence, Meng Xing chose to tell the truth: "On August 8, you will die in a surprise attack."

"En." Wen Rulan's tone was indifferent, as if the person who was sentenced to death was not him.

But the ferret on his shoulders tightened his body a little. It was just a shawl, but now it was almost rolled into a fur collar.

Seeing all this, Meng Xing suddenly stretched out his hand, rubbed the ferret's head, and comforted him, "There's still me."

Wen Rulan raised her eyes and glanced at Meng Xing, the corners of her lips curled up, and he said "um" again, the tone was still flat, but with a hint of joy and peace of mind.

The ferret took the initiative to rub Meng Xing's palm, and even felt a little bit reluctant when Meng Xing withdrew his hand.

Meng Xing was also a little bit reluctant, but it was a pity that this ferret was not his, but Wen Rulan's, and it was transformed by Wen Rulan's spiritual power, it seemed that it was not good for him to touch it too much.

But...the furry touch is addictive.Meng Xing is a little bit envious, and he also wants to have a furry that can be licked casually... So why does he have no mental strength?

It's all the system's fault!The characters assigned to him every time are useless with no more than five combat effectiveness!

Meng Xing's inner slander was probably heard by the system, and it jumped out on its own initiative, ending Meng Xing's delusions: "Don't think about it, you won't have a soul beast."

"Why?" Meng Xing was unwilling.

"No reason." The system didn't make sense at all, but...it suddenly changed its tone: "You can treat me as your soul beast."

Meng Xing: "..."

"Farewell." He refused from body to heart.

"Why?" It was the system's turn to ask.

"Do you have hair?" Meng Xing's tone was very disdainful.

"I have." The system gave an answer that Meng Xing never expected.

"You have hair?! Wait, do you actually have a physical body?!" Meng Xing's expression cracked, he always thought the system was just a virtual consciousness!

His shock at the moment was like watching a live-action Pikachu movie and discovering that Pikachu's skin is not smooth and smooth like a whale, but has fluffy fluff.

"So what exactly is your prototype? So greedy for money, are you a Pixiu?" After being shocked, Meng Xing immediately asked.

"No." The system denied it, but it refused to explain what it was, and seemed to realize that it had said too much, so it closed its mouth and began to play dead.

Meng Xing wanted to ask again, but the car had already arrived at its destination without knowing it.

After the driver stopped the car, he opened the rear door. Wen Rulan got out of the car first, and Meng Xing had to follow.

As soon as they got out of the car door, many people noticed Wen Rulan's arrival.Like the stars holding the moon, all kinds of people came together, no matter if they were familiar or not, they all pretended to be familiar with Wen Rulan and exchanged greetings with Wen Rulan. At first, Meng Xing could still follow Wen Rulan, but when it came time to hold a banquet After the auditorium, he has been squeezed outside.

Wen Rulan dealt with these pleasantries, his expression was actually not very friendly, even a little impatient, but people who fawned on him still flocked to him.

Meng Xing looked at each other from a distance outside the crowd, Wen Rulan was still dealing with the crowd, but the ferret stood up from Wen Rulan's shoulders, searching for something, finally, it met Meng Xing's eyes, and Meng Xing did A gesture, indicating that he went to the corner to stay first.

The ferret nodded to show he understood.Meng Xing then went to the good location that he had chosen long ago. This place was remote with few people, and it was close to the dining table.

For the dinner party, of course dinner and drinks are provided. Although no one came here to eat, Meng Xing had nothing to do except eat snacks. He was an ordinary person, and he didn't even come to talk to him.

But in fact, he is not lonely, because he found that the desserts in this hotel are really good, and it is quite happy to eat alone.

And while he was eating, he could secretly observe the people at the banquet.Meng Xing quickly found Cheng Peng, because like Wen Rulan, Cheng Peng was also surrounded by a group of people, and he was very conspicuous in this hall that could accommodate thousands of people.

And he has another very eye-catching sign, that is, his soul beast is also outside the body.

Even the A-level, which is the closest to the S-level psychics, has a huge difference in strength, because all psychics below the S-level have limited mental power, and it takes a lot of energy to maintain the soul beast, and it cannot last for a long time maintain.

S-level spiritual power users are different. Their soul beasts never need to be withdrawn from their bodies, and they can always be by their side like pets or partners.

So although the huge banquet hall was full of spiritual power users, Meng Xing didn't see a zoo, and everyone didn't show their soul beasts.

Besides Wen Rulan's ferret, the other soul beast in the arena was the golden eagle on Cheng Peng's shoulder.

It was also translucent, Wen Rulan's ferret was more silvery white, while Cheng Peng's eagle was more golden.Standing on Cheng Peng's shoulder, the half-meter-tall golden eagle is majestic, with its chest straightened out, its sharp eyes condescendingly looking down at the nearby crowd, its eyes full of undisguised arrogance.

Like a spirit beast, its owner is also arrogant and domineering.Cheng Peng seemed to ask the man who looked like an assistant who followed him to pour him a glass of wine, but he lost his temper because he forgot to add ice or some other small problem.

"Trash, I can't do this well!" Cheng Peng directly knocked over the wine glass handed to him by his assistant, and allowed him to be splashed all over with the wine, his straight suit was wet, and he was in a mess.This was not enough, he even squinted his eyes and shouted angrily: "Go away! Don't block my eyes in front of me!"

After these words fell, the golden eagle standing on his shoulder took action at the same time. It made a movement of spreading its wings, but it didn't really fly up, but just slapped the splashed bird mercilessly with its stretched wings. Wine assistant.

The assistant was not slapped in the face, but the glasses on the bridge of the nose were slapped to the ground by this one. Facing such humiliation, the assistant didn't say a word, just lowered his head and beat and scolded. , he lowered his body to look for the glasses that he didn't know where he had dropped.

Meng Xing watched the whole process from a distance, and could only lament that the same person is different, he is also an assistant, and he is very comfortable as an assistant, and look at Cheng Peng, how miserable it is.

But he doesn't have to sympathize with the other party, because the assistant is probably also willing.

He is the only ordinary person present, not this assistant, this assistant is also a psychic, no matter how strong or weak, even the lowest E-level psychic can do well in society, and even get the support of ordinary people. revered.But the other party is willing to be a small assistant next to Cheng Peng, who is always angry. It must be to curry favor with the next spiritual leader.

In the final analysis, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer.

So Meng Xing just looked at the other party from a distance, and didn't help the other party find glasses.

After groping for a while, the assistant finally found the glasses that had been blown off at the corner of the table. He let out a sigh of relief that the lenses were not broken.He carefully wiped the lenses with a tissue and put them back on for himself.

Meng Xing's gaze had already moved away from the other party. It was his fault that he casually clicked on the system interface to check the assistant's information in order to understand the thoughts of Cheng Peng's subordinates.

He should have seen the system interface of the character ID and character profile suddenly flicker.

Like an old-fashioned TV with a bad signal, Meng Xing felt that the screen in front of him seemed to have a short snowflake.

Meng Xing shook his head, he was a little dizzy from the light of the snowflakes.This is the first time this has happened. Although the system is very poor, it is well optimized and there has never been a bad connection.

So... is it his eyesight?

Or... "Is the system program broken?" Meng Xing asked inwardly.

The system finally stopped pretending to be dead, it justified: "No."

Is it really his eyesight?Meng Xing muttered, he checked the other party's character information again, but it was a blur again, and his dizziness increased. Meng Xing rubbed his temples and supported the table beside him so that he didn't fall down.

what is the problem?

Meng Xing frowned and looked at the assistant, but found that the assistant was also looking at him, probably because he noticed Meng Xing's gaze, and the other party showed a shy smile at Meng Xing.

And, he walked towards Meng Xing.

"Hello, you are Mr. Wen's assistant." The other party greeted Meng Xing friendly and extended his hand politely.

Meng Xing didn't hold back, he was still rubbing his aching temples on the one hand, but on the other hand... this person is a bit suspicious.

Why did the system never have a problem, but when he checked the identity of the other party, there was a blurry screen?

So much so that until now Meng Xing didn't know who the other party was or what his last name was.

The other party should have realized the vigilance in Meng Xing's eyes, and quickly waved his hands to explain: "I am Mr. Cheng's assistant. Although Mr. Wen and Mr. Cheng are rivals, I have no malicious intentions."

"By the way, I forgot to introduce myself." The man patted his head in frustration, and then smiled kindly at Meng Xing.

He introduced himself: "My name is Wu Jin."

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-06-1101:04:07~2020-06-1201:41:05期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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