Convincing others with appearance

The man looked indifferent, and when he turned around, it was Cen Yiyan.

Fu Runian had seen Cen Yiyan on the financial board and knew what Cen Yiyan looked like, but this was the first time seeing him in real life, so he stood where he was, sizing him up calmly.

Cen Yiyan's appearance is much better than the photos on the Internet.He belongs to the inverted triangle figure, which is the type that looks thin when dressed, and has flesh when undressed.He is nearly 1.9 meters tall, with neat short hair. He is wearing a high-tailored suit that fits well. His long legs are especially eye-catching.

No matter how you look at it, Cen Yiyan is a perfect match.

The smirk on Fu Runian's face stopped immediately, he stretched out his hand and unbuttoned another button of his shirt, revealing his fair skin, with a sincere smile on his face.

He was originally a coquettish person, so when he smiled like this, he gave off a romantic feeling. Although he had no makeup, it didn't affect his appearance rating.

Besides, according to the original book, Cen Yiyan didn't like makeup on men's faces.

He stood still in place.

Cen Yiyan lowered his eyes and approached, as if he didn't notice Fu Runian at the side of the corridor.

The corner of Fu Runian's mouth twitched, and when the two figures met, he stepped forward to block Cen Yiyan's way.

He looked straight at Cen Yiyan who had stopped, and said warmly: "Hello, sir, I am a staff member of this hotel. Recently, our hotel is doing research, targeting high-end customers like you. Could you please help me?" busy?"

Fu Runian stared at Cen Yiyan wholeheartedly, as if Cen Yiyan was his world.

His appearance is already top-notch, which makes people feel good after seeing him. His eyes seem to be full of starlight, with a little eagerness, but just right, so that people will not feel too offensive.

Seeing that Cen Yiyan remained silent, Fu Runian pursed his lips.

He recalled the previous newspaper report that Cen Yiyan had mentioned that the type of girls he liked tended to be pure and cute, so he made a quick decision and changed his mind.

Fu Runian's expression was sincere, and there was a hint of coquettishness in his voice: "Sir, please, please, just do me a favor, or the manager will deduct my bonus."

Seeing Fu Runian in front of him, Cen Yiyan frowned slightly.

Just when Fu Runian thought he would not agree, Cen Yiyan suddenly lowered his eyes and said lightly: "Yes."

"Thank you, sir!"

A smile appeared on Fu Runian's face, and he looked at Cen Yiyan with crooked eyes.

A fan once commented before, saying that when he smiles like this, it will make people feel super cute, thinking about Japan, I don’t know if it’s true or not?

Will Cen Yiyan miss him?

Cen Yiyan asked: "What do you need to do?"

Fu Runian came back to his senses, and blinked: "Just answer some of my questions, but this survey will take a long time, can you invite me to your room to talk slowly?" He said, taking out the recording pen , put on a professional posture, "Or you go downstairs with me? But there are more people downstairs, so I'm afraid I'll bump into you."

Cen Yiyan raised his eyebrows calmly: "Go to my room."

After he finished speaking, he walked forward first.

When passing by the room agreed between Fu Runian and Mr. Chen, Cen Yiyan suddenly turned his head and took a look at the room.

Fu Runian had been observing Cen Yiyan from behind, and raised his eyebrows upon seeing this.

Fortunately, Cen Yiyan just glanced casually.

He didn't say anything, he walked straight forward, and after two more rooms, he took out his key card and opened the door.

Fu Runian walked slowly, following behind Cen Yiyan.

His eyes kept lingering on Cen Yiyan's long legs, and when Cen Yiyan turned a corner, entered the door and was out of sight, Fu Runian sighed in his heart.

Cen Yiyan likes pure and cute ones, so he has to carry them, and can't just jump on them after entering the door...

Thinking of this, Fu Runian hurriedly raised his hand to button the shirt he had unbuttoned earlier.

Cen Yiyan: "Sit."

Fu Runian walked over with the recording pen.

Taking advantage of the time when Cen Yiyan didn't turn around, Fu Runian reached out and took out the fruit knife, and put it on the counter at the door.

Now that he's in the boss' room, the fruit knife is useless.

Seeing Cen Yiyan sitting on the sofa, he walked over to sit down generously, turned on the recorder, took out the phone, and turned it to silent, then raised his head and blinked at Cen Yiyan: "Sir, this is the beginning. What is your name, please?"

The man folded his hands on his knees, glanced at Fu Runian's neckline, and said calmly, "Cen Yiyan."

Fu Runian smiled: "Then why did you choose this hotel?"

"It's close to the company and the environment is good. My parents are urging me to get married." Cen Yiyan lowered his eyes.

Fu Runian: "..."

Fu Ruqing coughed and touched his nose, as if he was completely ignorant of Cen Yiyan's state: "Mr. Cen is really humorous. Do you think the hotel is comfortable for you? Is there anything else you can improve?"

A series of questions, asked a total of almost half an hour.

Fu Runian was well prepared, and easily asked a dozen or so different questions. Before Cen Yiyan got impatient, he lowered his head and turned off the recorder, and smiled slightly: "Thank you, Mr. Cen, for your cooperation. You really helped me a lot. Yes. That... can you leave a phone number? You can also leave your assistant, and this will also be reported to the manager. "

Cen Yiyan did not refuse, took out a business card and handed it to Fu Runian.

Fu Runian took it with both hands and took a look.

It was a black bronzing business card with Cen Yiyan's name written in cursive script on it, and a string of phone numbers underneath, with a simple and elegant layout design.

Fu Runian frowned and put the business card in his pocket: "Thank you."

Cen Yiyan said lightly, "You're welcome."

Fu Runian stood up, showing a cute smile: "Mr. Cen, as a thank you for your cooperation, how about I make you a cup of coffee?"

Cen Yiyan glanced at Fu Runian.

Fu Runian had a smile on his face, and his eyes seemed to be breathtaking.

His face was really nice and small, as if it could be covered with a slap.He is like God's darling, he has been carefully crafted since birth, and the proportions of the facial features are just right. When combined, he is flattering and coquettish, a bit coquettish, but does not make people feel feminine. This is probably due to Fu Runian has a unique temperament.

And when he laughed, he squinted his eyes, suppressing the coquettishness, coupled with his body movements, there was a cuteness.

Cen Yiyan looked away, and responded casually: "Yes."

Fu Runian gave a low laugh.

After such a rubbish, they spent another half an hour in Cen Yiyan's room.

Fu Runian placed the brewed coffee in front of Cen Yiyan, did not stop, but turned around and tidied up the room a bit, returning all the things he had used.

Before leaving, Fu Runian went to the bathroom.

He looked at the person in the mirror, stretched out his hand and pinched a red mark on his neck, and thought it was quite like that, so he went out of the bathroom door and said goodbye to Cen Yiyan.

Cen Yiyan didn't say a word.

His lips were slightly pursed, and he didn't seem to be in a particularly good mood.

Fu Runian wasn't bothered, anyway, his goal had been achieved, but it was a pity that he couldn't stay overnight.Fu Runian stared at Cen Yiyan's face calmly, then turned and left.

Cen Yiyan looked at Fu Runian's back, and didn't take it back until Fu Runian went out.

He looked at the coffee in front of him and frowned.

Leaning on the sofa behind him, Cen Yiyan stretched his body.

This little star, pretending to be a hotel worker, entered his room, but didn't he come to throw himself into his arms?

He managed to let go once, making that little guy the No.1 person who entered his room for so many years, but the two of them didn't do anything, they just answered some boring questions...

Cen Yiyan rubbed his eyebrows.

He sat for a while, then stood up suddenly, and picked up the fruit knife placed on the counter at the door.

……

Fu Runian went out, and he was a good showman.

He walked much slower, rubbed his waist with one hand calmly, with a trace of anger and shyness on his face, if he was in the same circle, he could roughly guess what happened to Fu Runian at a glance.

Fu Runian was very satisfied with her acting skills.

He took out his phone and saw more than a dozen missed calls on it, three of which were from unknown numbers, and the rest were all from agent Qian Wenzhuo.

Qian Wenzhuo seemed to find that he couldn't get through, so he sent a few more text messages.

Fu Runian opened it.

Agent-Qian Wenzhuo: Why can't I get through the phone? ?Do you dare to let Mr. Chen dove?Are you impatient?

Agent-Qian Wenzhuo: Are you not afraid that Mr. Chen will hide you?

Agent-Qian Wenzhuo: Where have you gone! ! ! ! ! ! !

Fu Ruyounian scoffed.

At this time, I was in a hurry.

He stood at the door of the room that he had agreed with Mr. Chen, moved slightly closer, and called Qian Wenzhuo slowly, and when he got through, he heard a roar from the other end of the phone, but Fu Runian didn't care much. He said hoarsely, "I'm still in the hotel, come pick me up."

Qian Wenzhuo said coldly: "Wait."

Fu Runian keenly heard the sound of someone walking in the room, he hurriedly walked forward while supporting the wall, just after taking two steps, the door of Mr. Chen's room suddenly opened.

Fu Runian was like a rabbit, his back tensed instantly.

He was obviously taken aback, and turned his head to see Mr. Chen, with a pitiful expression on his face.

Mr. Chen's face was full of flesh, and he was worried about Ru Nian letting him go. He said impatiently, "You're here now? It's too late! I don't think you want the previous role."

"Chen, Mr. Chen, I didn't do it on purpose."

After Fu Runian finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to cover his neck uncomfortably. This action also led Mr. Chen to look at his neck, and instantly found the hickey on Fu Runian's neck.

He froze for a moment, his eyes were filled with anger, and he didn't know what he had imagined.

Fu Runian didn't care about his gaze at all, and only whispered: "I came early, and I happened to meet Cen in the corridor..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard the sound of the door opening not far away, and immediately shut up.

Fu Runian looked up.

Not far away, the door of Cen Yiyan's room was pushed open, and then a tall man walked out from it.

Cen Yiyan held the fruit knife that Fu Runian threw on the cabinet before, looked coldly at Fu Runian and Mr. Chen in the corridor, and said slowly: "You forgot to take something away."

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