When the blood race becomes a cannon fodder villain

Lu Chengyi was in a complicated mood. He didn't want to hear Zhou Miao talking endlessly to this person, so he walked forward, "When are we going to the set?"

"Clean up and set off today," Zhou Miao said, remembering the business, "The crew wants to take a photo of the makeup before the start of the machine, and then Weibo will announce it. By the way, you remember to prepare a new account, or I will help you It's okay to prepare."

"You are signed A now, the company will arrange a styling team for you immediately, and there are also assistants. The team should be in place after a while, and the assistant will set off with us in the afternoon."

"You don't need to worry about these, I will arrange it when the time comes, and you can concentrate on filming."

Following Zhou Miao's chatter, the two walked to the poster in the exhibition hall.

[Lin Luoting: Who said you won't come to the company today? 】

Lu Chengyi replied.

[Lu Chengyi: I have something to do temporarily. 】

[Lin Luoting: I don't listen to reasons. 】

[Lin Luoting: Do something that makes me happy. 】

[Lin Luoting: Did you see that exhibition hall? Take some time to take a better picture, and I'll put it up. 】

The man looked up at the wall beside him.

Zhou Miao noticed his gaze, and cheerfully encouraged, "Look, these are the seniors of the company, work hard, maybe you will have a place in the company in the near future!"

Lu Chengyi: "..."

He never realized that Zhou Miao had the potential to be a chatterbox, so he sent another message instead of answering Lin Luoting's words.

[Lu Chengyi: I'm leaving for Jin City today. 】

There has been no reply there, I don't know if I didn't see it.Lu Chengyi didn't care, went back to Lin's house to pack his things, and went to Jin City with his manager and the assistant who had just arrived.

Lin Luoting did not see Lu Chengyi's second message.

Not long after he returned to the office, he received a call to invite him to lunch and afternoon tea. The person who invited him was still an old friend with him, and it was inconvenient to refuse.

The restaurant address was a little far away, Lin Luoting saw that the time was about the same, hung up the phone, told Lu Heng, and asked the driver to take him there first.

In the car, he sorted out the information about Zhang Wenjun in his mind.

The other party is the president of a branch of a large group. His branch is responsible for the research and development and sales of beverages. Several juices that are most popular among young people on the market are produced by his company.

If we want to talk about the relationship between Zhang Wenjun and the original "Lin Luoting", it is that when Zhang Wenjun was first transferred to the branch many years ago, he needed to find a spokesperson for his products, and he found an artist under Shuangmu Entertainment.

After that, Zhang Wenjun gradually stabilized his position, and Lin Luoting continued to cooperate with him.

There are always artists under the banner who are the spokespersons of the other company's products, and Shuangmu Entertainment always has the other party's investment and sponsorship when it shoots TV dramas or makes programs.

The two parties are not only friends, but also have interests.

Why did Zhang Wenjun suddenly seek him out?

With a touch of doubt and curiosity, the car arrived at the destination and stopped beside an open grass.

As soon as the car came to a stop, the manager who had received the news earlier opened the car door for him with a few slender waiters, with a warm and appropriate smile on his face, "Mr. Lin, Mr. Zhang has been waiting for you for a while gone."

Lin Luoting didn't speak, but raised his chin to let him lead the way.

It’s a restaurant, but it’s actually more like an elegantly decorated villa. There’s not only a dedicated restaurant area, but also a rockery for guests to take a walk after a meal. There’s also a tea room, etc.

Zhang Wenjun is a little older than Lin Luoting, and there are signs of maintenance on his face, but he is not like Lin Luoting, who lives in a blood race in his body. No matter how well maintained he is, his face will inevitably have wrinkles and his figure will also be fat up.

Seeing Lin Luoting coming in behind the manager, Zhang Wenjun was genuinely shocked, "Old Lin, where have you made a fortune recently? You look much younger!"

Not only are there many, but it is not against harmony to be called Xiaolin.

This is a tea room with open surroundings, surrounded by rolled bamboo curtains.Lin Luoting sat down on the other side of the tea table carved from old tree roots, with a sloppy smile on his lips, "I have been recuperating at home for a while."

Zhang Wenjun suddenly felt an indescribable feeling.

The person is still the same person, although he is much younger and his facial features are more refined, but his appearance is still the same, obviously the same person.It just gives people a different feeling, talking like wearing a hook.

He was amazed by his discovery, it was strange, this person really lived younger and younger.

He pulled Lin Luoting to start chatting, never mentioning the business, and Lin Luoting was not in a hurry. After entering this human body, he hadn't had tea yet, so he just came to drink tea.

The clear tea was slightly bitter in the mouth, but there was a sweet aftertaste after swallowing it. He sipped it slowly, and it took him a long time to hear Zhang Wenjun turn to the topic.

Zhang Wenjun: "Old Lin, are you 35 this year?"

Lin Luoting nodded, "Yes." This body is 35.

Zhang Wenjun said again: "There are not many men of our age who are unmarried like you, so you haven't thought about this?" Smacking his lips, the obediently smiling waiter poured him another glass. Lin Luoting: "I forbid, want."

Zhang Wenjun just laughed, and shook his head as if we had nothing to do with each other, and you were still polite to me, "I'm celebrating my 40th birthday in two days, and I plan to make a big deal, and you must come when the time comes."

Lin Luoting: "Okay." He agreed very readily, and it was nothing more than a formality for people to prepare gifts.

As a result, it wasn't until Zhang Wenjun's birthday that he realized that the other party asked him his age and the purpose of getting married.

Zhang Wenjun intends to introduce someone to him.

The woman is a relative of Mrs. Zhang Wenjun's family, a scholarly family, returned from studying abroad, has a doctoral degree, and is good-looking. It can be said that she has both talent and appearance.

Although Mrs. Zhang expressed her intentions very implicitly, no matter how implicit she was, she couldn't stand the fact that she was giving him a blind date.

At the banquet, Lin Luoting was stunned when she realized this.

As a blood prince, he has lived for thousands of years and no one has introduced a partner to him. How long has it been since he transmigrated into a human, more than half a month, right?So someone urged him to get married?

Lin Luoding didn't understand, and she didn't want to understand this when she returned home after the banquet.

He told Zhang Wenjun that he left a gift and left early. It was only after 8 pm when he returned home, and Han Meimei hadn't rested yet.

Lin Luoting changed into comfortable clothes suitable for indoor wear, and she went forward with her notebook in her arms:

"Mr. Lin, the greenhouse has been fully furnished this afternoon. When will you be free to take a look? If there is anything I don't like, I will contact you to make adjustments."

"Let's not talk about this first, I have something to ask you." Lin Luoting lay down lazily on the soft bed in front of the French windows, "Are there not many people who are not married at the age of 35?"

Han Meimei was slightly stunned, she thought about it seriously with a wooden face, and said, "It should be few."

A soft hum came out of his nose, "Huh?"

For a moment, his scalp felt numb.

Han Meimei couldn't help worrying about Xiao Lu's waist, thinking about it, and said: "Generally speaking, most people will choose to start a family before the age of 30. It's one thing to choose by yourself, and another is to force marriage at home."

"Most elders feel that they should start a family when they reach a certain age, and this certain age needs to be analyzed on a case-by-case basis."

"Like me, when I was less than 26 years old, my mother asked me to go on blind dates every day. My classmate was worse than me. During college, relatives introduced her to someone! It seems that if you don't get married now, you won't be able to get married."

Speaking of it now, Han Meimei is still a little bit aggrieved. The value of her life is not just to marry a good man!

Lin Luoting didn't quite understand her anger, but compared with her body's memory, it seemed to be the case.

This body has also had the experience of being urged to marry by family members, and there are quite a few, mainly concentrated in the two years after turning 30.Then "he" moved out and rarely went back in the past few years.

Every time the family calls to insinuate, "he" refuses on the pretext of being busy with work, and now he doesn't even answer the phone very much.

Lin Luoting fell into deep thought, this method can be used for reference.

Han Meimei looked at his back and said cautiously, "Did Mr. Lin be forced to marry by his family?"

What if the boss got married, Lu Chengyi?

She eats gold masters and little lovers, but she doesn't eat extramarital affairs!

She was very anxious, but Lin Luoting never answered.Ruanta is facing the small bridge flowing water outside the window, the water is ding ding dong dong, the sound is clear and sweet.

After a while, Lin Luoting finally spoke, but what he said was, "Didn't you say that the greenhouse has been arranged? Go and have a look."

But it suffocated Han Meimei to death.

The bare greenhouse completely changed after being arranged by professionals. It was getting late and the light was dim, so Han Meimei turned on the lights in the greenhouse.

Under the ambiguous warm light, clusters of blooming roses fill the entire space.

The flower house in Lin Luoting's house has a curved roof. At this time, there are many vines fixed on the roof in an orderly manner. All the old vines selected are old vines with many buds and beautiful flowers.

Through the sparse gaps between the vines, you can see the blue night sky and the sea of ​​stars above your head.

There are different varieties of roses planted on the ground, which has a messy and irregular beauty.

A large field of red roses bloomed in front of her eyes. No matter how many times she watched this scene, Han Meimei felt grand and beautiful.

Lin Luoting was fine, the garden in the castle was much bigger than this, he noticed a small piece of unopened rhizome left outside the greenhouse, and found it interesting, "Is that planted by Lu Chengyi?"

Han Meimei nodded, "Yes, I think the flowers I planted by myself are very memorable, so I told the staff to keep this part of the design, including the one you planted there."

These are the flowers planted by the boss and Lu Chengyi, and they have been entered into the "annals of history" by her!

Lin Luoting went over to take a look, and saw that it was still preserved as Han Meimei said, but he only planted two plants at that time, and it was not obvious when they were mixed in a bunch of plants.

These flowers reminded him of Lu Chengyi.

"Have you brought your mobile phone?" He asked the little assistant.

Han Meimei: "Here, Mr. Lin." She took out Lin Luoting's mobile phone and handed it to him.

After receiving it, Lin Luoting opened WeChat, found Lu Chengyi's account accurately, and made a video call.