How to say goodbye to patrons

"Here we are." Shi Wen said coldly.

The nanny car stopped at the entrance of the He Group. The usually brilliant building inside seemed to be darkened with today's cloudy day. Even though the glass of the building still tried its best to reflect the light, it was still extremely gloomy.

There were sleeping bags one by one at the door, and some people were holding banners and sitting in a sit-in. The security guarded them a few times, but the management staff were afraid of causing any protests, so they didn't care. They pulled them in one by one to negotiate compensation, but there were always some Unsatisfied seeing other people take money, delusional to get higher.

People are not enough to swallow elephants.

Xiang Youlin was wearing a blindfold. He hadn't had a good rest recently, and had a little sleep on the way here. In addition, there was no reason why people rushed to post after winning: "I feel so ashamed."

The magnetic voice that can fascinate a lot of girls brings a little grievance, as if he is used to hearing his gentle and polite voice, suddenly, even if he has been with him for a long time, Shi Wen still feels like being poked in his little heart Seemingly cute, she paused, deliberately tore off the blindfold he was wearing in order to hide her shyness at that moment, and pointed outside: "Look at what's on your stall, why don't you go down? If you leave me alone, I'll just turn around, believe it or not."

"Alas..." He sighed, folded the blindfold that Shi Wen threw to him and put it away. When he was about to get out of the car, Shi Wen locked the car door again: "Who told you to get off here? I am Let me show you the mess you made for me."

She then ordered the driver: "Find an empty door and enter."

Although Shi Wen was angry, she followed the normal procedure and made an appointment.As soon as he entered the door, he was led to the door of the office by He Minting's assistant Chen Ke: "Mr. He has been waiting for a long time."

He saw He Minting, sitting in front of the desk, looking at himself with a calm expression, as if any emotion he showed in the afternoon was like drops of color dripping into clear water, and now the thick ink has melted and smudged The color of water is chaotic throughout, making it difficult to distinguish his attitude.

"I'm here to talk about cooperation." Xiang Youlin sat down, put his hands on the table, and withdrew his expression, as if the conversation in the afternoon didn't exist, they just knew each other.

Shi Wen saw that Youlin was like this, so she unceremoniously followed him and sat next to him, reached out and took out the contract from the briefcase she was carrying: "I have already made it clear on the phone that we are here. , this is our Youlin's request."

Chen Ke took it, but put it aside, without any action to hand it to He Minting, but took out a draft contract from a pile of folders around him, bent over and put it in Xiang Youlin's hand. In front of him: "Mr. He has already drawn up the contract."

Shi Wen looked at Chen Ke with keen eyes, trying to see something from his expression, but the people around Min Ting had already practiced a formulaic face, showing neither emotion nor anger.

As an agent, she is naturally in charge of signing all the contracts. She only glanced at Xiang Youlin before opening the folder to see the contents of the contract.As long as others are sincere and give more than what they listed, that would be great.

"Party B shall complete endorsement short films and advertising posters for Party A free of charge, and shall not complain, find fault, or say anything unfavorable to Party A in any form of interview. If any of the above items are violated, Party B shall pay compensation..."

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight..." After Shi Wen nodded with her fingers one by one, she checked carefully that there were no decimal points among the zeros. She even rubbed her eyes and looked again.

"Are you crazy." She slammed the contract on the table in disbelief: "Now your group is begging us, Xiaolin, to speak for you. Don't blame us for being so dishonest..."

The contract was thrown on the table, and it had been bound in duplicate. Shi Wen just fell on the last page to be signed, and He Min's steady signature was on the last page, which was very conspicuous.

He Minting was not angry, he stretched out his hand to pinch the top of the contract and lifted it up, shaking, and the somewhat messy A4 papers were pasted together obediently.

Then he gently pushed the contract in front of Xiang Youlin: "I think our request is very reasonable."

"Reasonable?" Xiang Youlin pressed his fingertips on the contract, preventing it from sliding an inch towards him, and the pair of strong fingers over there did not stop. The contract was pasted on the brown-red leather tabletop, undulating from the middle There is a small arc, and it keeps getting bigger.

"Yeah." He Minting kept his posture still, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "How could you think of helping me? It must be Chu Yan who asked you to come." He looked at Xiang Youlin with sharp eyes Pretend to be a gentle and decent smile, with a smile that doesn't match the eyes.

"How about it? Seeing that Chu Yan is so caring and thinking about the person he loves, but that person is not himself. The sad thing is that you still have to work hard to help him." His index finger pressed on the contract, and the middle finger slightly She clicked on the few thin pages: "Poor actor Xiang, who do you think we are begging whom?"

As long as he doesn't agree to Xiang Youlin's request, Xiang Youlin will never be able to raise his head in front of Chu Yan. If he agrees, he will just let himself regain his strength at a faster speed.

He looked straight at the person in front of him, as if expecting his irritable, angry anger.

Xiang Youlin looked at the contract in front of him. The edge of the white paper was clearly demarcated on the brown-red table. He slowly moved up his line of sight and saw the person in power of the He Group. Decisive, and that frightening gaze.

It's a pity...he didn't guess all of them right.Xiang Youlin looked away. If he guessed why Chu Yan chose to come to him, would he still say such a thing?

But...why he couldn't guess, was it because he didn't dare to expect Chu Yan to pay for him?So, Chu Yan chooses to go with him, is there a little truth?

He gradually wavered, and saw the pen on the table with his eyes, and within two seconds, he put the little wavering behind him, picked it up and signed his pen without hesitation. name.

"Mr. He is right. Since Chu Yan exchanged his body for the contract, if I ask for more money, it will seem like an inch."

He stood up and looked down at He Minting: "I'm going back first, Chu Yan is still waiting for me." His eyes gradually softened: "I don't know what he is doing now." The more I think about it, the more I can't wait.

Chu Yan didn't think about anything, he was taken to Xiang Youlin's residence, with familiar doors and windows, familiar furnishings, to tell the truth, he went to Xiang Youlin's apartment more often than he went back to his own home.

After all, due to his strength, few assistants came to apply for the job, and he didn't even get the bodyguard treatment of ordinary stars. He wanted to find a security company to send a few people to act as a front, but when they saw the deity, they felt that there was no such thing at all. This is necessary, think about it when you get out of the airport: a few bodyguards surround him like a bamboo pole, and he plays ten like that. He knows it is to block the fans, but he doesn’t know that he thinks it is blocking him from going out to kill people.

Such an image contrast has seriously damaged the reputation of their company's bodyguards.

What did he say to Youlin when he came to ask for comfort?

He seemed to be sitting quietly at the table reading the script, but he fell off the chair directly when he said this, and patted the carpet for at least 5 minutes without image. His face blushed from his laughter, like the sunset glow of the setting sun, very beautiful.

"Then if you don't want to be a star in the future, you can be my bodyguard."

Chu Yan turned his head and looked at the dining table next to him - that's where the tragedy happened.

But why did he come after that?He couldn't remember a little bit, Chu Yan shook his head, and simply didn't want to.Probably beat him up to vent his anger.

He pushed open the door of the bedroom familiarly, and there was a quilt cover of the same color as the sky, and two pillows like clouds. It was completely unexpected that such a serious man in a suit and leather shoes outside would have such a childlike bedroom.

But Chu Yan was not surprised, he took off his shoes and climbed up, he didn’t treat himself as an outsider and hugged him to his cloud pillow, he felt uncomfortable when he hugged him from left to right, he looked a little strangely before reacting There was no collapse on this pillow that he was familiar with, and it didn't fit his body shape at all.

But... won't you come out if you hug more?The last sliver of setting sun outside the house was also swallowed by the dark night, and the sky was full of stars at some point.

Chu Yan hugged the pillow and fell asleep slowly, and then dreamed, the breath in the dream was warm, the sunlight shone into the floor-to-ceiling windows, and sprinkled on the two people in the room through layers of tulle-like curtains...

"Xiang Youlin." A high-pitched voice suddenly came from the quiet room, a little delicate, not at all like the huge tonnage King Kong Barbie in front of him.

The person he called was sitting at the dining table with a glass of milk in his hand, the plate was placed far away, and he was flipping through the script with his manicured fingertips.

Seeing that he ignored him, Chu Yan threw a cushion at him directly: "I'm calling you." Fortunately, he still knows his own strength, even if a soft cushion is thrown on a person, it will definitely make something good or bad. In the end, the menacing cushion only landed on the man's feet, rolled gently, and rolled onto his feet wearing soft cotton slippers, as gently as a kitten's paw.

"What's the matter?" He turned his head to look at Chu Yan, and gently raised his lips to one side, as if he was used to his interruptions from time to time.

"I was bullied." Chu Yan came over, picked up the cushion on the ground, put it in his arms, and sat down on the ground.

"Who dares to offend big brother." Xiang Youlin took off his glasses, and there seemed to be a puddle of water in his eyes, shining brightly: "Big brother, tell me a name, little brother, we will cut him off."

The phrase "big brother, who shall we kill" is the love and admiration given to him by his fans. Think about it, as soon as he left the airport, all the fans who picked him up held up signs, and Qi Huohuo, who was holding a mobile phone, shouted in unison: "Big brother, who shall we kill?" !” slogan.

It can scare the airport security every time, and it has been tried and tested.Go to the airport to scare the security guards, go to the press conference to scare the memory, go to the crew to scare the group performers, and go there like a gangster.

However, there are exceptions. Xiang Youlin has never been frightened at all, and even fans who have rehearsed well with him can shout the same neat slogans every time. Once they left the airport together, he was giving fans As for the autograph, after seeing himself walking out with a suitcase and the crowd of fans who were about to move, he immediately dropped his pen and rushed to his side, followed the rhythm of the fans, raised his right hand and clenched his fist, and shouted: "Hello, brother! Who are we going to kill today." Such a slogan.

Chu Yan swore that he was stunned for a full minute and didn't react. His fans were also stunned for a long time, oh, and his fans.

However, with Xiang Youlin doing this, his fans became more imposing, and even Xiang Youlin's fangirls shouted indiscriminately, and his team of younger brothers grew stronger day by day.

So much so that he was unable to express kindness to strangers for a long time.

He felt that his fans were responsible for 90.00% of his being named as the door god of evil spirits!The remaining [-]% is responsible to Youlin!

He gently threw the cushion into his arms: "You are still poor! I was bullied by the security company!"

"why?"

"They said that I don't have a bodyguard for me, and I don't deserve the amount of money! They also told me that the comparison between my image and their bodyguards has seriously damaged the reputation of their company's bodyguards."

"Pfft." Xiang Youlin quickly blocked his lips, swallowed the milk he drank with difficulty, and trembled from the laughter all over his body. He didn't sit much, and fell down when his center of gravity was unstable. , This fall was a good fall, and the smile that was so hard to hold back was directly shaken out, and almost twitched with laughter, because it was not enough, and even hammered the cushion in his arms without any image, letting Chu Yan call it out Can't stop.

Finally he had enough of laughing, his eyes were bright, his complexion was like a rosy glow, he looked at him with a smile on his lips and said, "Then if you don't want to be a star in the future, you can be my bodyguard."

"I'll give you whatever you want."

you made fun at me?When he got angry, he threw himself on him as if Mount Tai was overwhelmed.He was a little out of breath from the pressure, and begged for mercy: "Let go."

"If I know I'm wrong, I'll let it go!"

The man at the bottom lost his temper, and directly scraped his waist with his hands. Chu Yan bent over and curled up to the side like a reddish shrimp, clutching his waist, his face flushed.

Xiang Youlin counterattacked and sat on him: "I didn't know I was wrong, little brother hit me."

"You... Come down." Chu Yan didn't tan his skin so well like the current bodybuilding masters, his skin was even fair, and his face was even more flushed.

It was only then that Xiang Youlin realized that she was sitting on his waist and crotch, and her hand was unconsciously pulling on his belt.

The gentle eyes gradually became dangerous as the eyebrows raised, he leaned down, and the shadows of the two people stretched by the sun slowly overlapped together as he leaned forward, his lips were close to his ears On the side, as if wanting to pass all the sexy, charming to him with that magnetic voice: "Don't let me down, little brother hit me."