Lock text system: The hero please respect yourself

Lan Mingsu tightened her belt under the table.

"When did Mr. Qian invest in your album?"

"I don't know. Mr. Guo just told me this morning that he wanted me to end the training early and come here to attend a party." Jian Shaomei lowered her head and glanced at him sideways, "He said you would be there too."

Lan Mingsu didn't say anything, but glanced at Mike who was sitting next to a male guest not far away.Under the dim light, his body was straight, out of tune with the surrounding atmosphere, and he felt like he was about to reveal his secrets.

Jian Shaomei turned his face around: "What is Mr. Lan looking at?"

"Nothing to see."

"Mr. Lan still caring about the one just now?" Jian Shaomei's tone was tinged with sarcasm, "Since you missed him, did you let me touch him just now? I don't see how much you can bear with the new public relations. ..."

Lan Mingsu blocked his mouth and said awkwardly, "Don't, don't talk."

Jian Shaomei looked down at him.

He pulled Mr. Lan's hand away, put his arms around his waist slowly under the table, and said in a deep and pleasant voice that he had never heard before, "I know you don't like being in public." The occasion is intimate, I will go to your house tonight."

The tips of his ears couldn't help trembling slightly.

The sound flowed down like an electric current, penetrating into the spine.

This is the sound quality Jian Shaomei used to sing.I haven't seen him for three months, and he even knows how to use his voice.

"Mingsu, I want to kiss you. I can't even kiss you here..." Jian Shaomei held his hand.

Lan Mingsu struggled to control his reason.

His home is now the base of the special investigation team of Qian Yao's drug trafficking and smuggling group. There is no privacy at all. Even the aunt who cleans twice a week has been fired. How will Jian Shaomei go?

"Mingsu...I can't help it anymore, I want to..." Jian Shaomei held his face up, pinched his chin and parted his lips.

There was a sudden sound of a wine glass falling not far away. Lan Mingsu looked up quickly, and saw Mike leaning on the sofa half-pressed by the male guest in the dark corner ahead. His body was tense and his face was unnaturally blue. up.

Oops, he's going to hit someone.Lan Mingsu's body couldn't help but move.

Jian Shaomei turned his face away again, gnashing her teeth in her voice: "Lan Mingsu——"

You pay attention!

Lan Mingsu just felt overwhelmed.

He swallowed hard, pulled off the earplugs and pressed them indistinctly, and lowered his voice: "After the party is over, you drive out from Mr. Qian's house and turn right. After driving 1000 meters, there will be a barrier." There is a factory building for many years, and there is a deserted alley next to it, you wait for me there."

Jian Shaomei's eyes shone slightly.

Lan Mingsu lowered his head: "I'll insert enough for you."

Jian Shaomei's breathing calmed down, she let him go and sat a little further away, picked up the wine glass and took a sip, slowly took his hand under the table, crossed and caressed.

Lan Mingsu glanced around. The male guest in the corner was still there, but Mike had disappeared.

He put the earplugs back on, and the captain's voice said: "Xiao Zhao has already placed the bug, and went out through the side door first, and you are ready to come out at any time."

It's finally over.Lan Mingsu felt relieved.

"Why did Mr. Lan accept Mr. Qian's conditions? Didn't you want to start your own law firm?" Jian Shaomei asked softly.

"People go to high places." Lan Mingsu said briefly.

He asked again: "What about you? Are you still living in the dormitory?"

"Mr. Guo found me a small apartment near the studio. I haven't moved in yet. I'm temporarily staying at Mr. Guo's house tonight."

"How many songs did you write?"

"I've written two songs, and I'm going to compose, record, and shoot an MV next." Jian Shaomei had a very weird expression on his face, not excited, but a little confused.

"Did you write all the songs yourself?"

"I wrote four and let others write the rest."

This is probably what Guo Beilin meant. Jian Shaomei wrote the main title as a singer-songwriter, and the second main title was to find famous seniors in the industry to write lyrics and compose music.This is Guo Beilin's specialty, as long as he is Jian Shaomei's producer, he will not be harmed.

"That's very busy." Lan Mingsu said.

Jian Shaomei was silent.

Looking at his expression, Lan Mingsu felt a little strange in his heart. He wanted to ask something more, but suddenly he heard the knocking sound of wine glasses not far away, and everyone raised their heads.

Mr. Qian smiled slightly: "Everyone, are you having a good time tonight?"

There was a voice of catering from the audience.

"I can't do anything else with money, but this place is passable. I'll rest first when I'm old. You don't have to be polite, you can do whatever you want."

This is Qian Yao's intention to end the party. Those who want to leave can leave, and those who want to stay and continue have no problem.The rooms here are many and big, and there are all kinds of entertainment, and many people stay all night.

If he wanted to, he could find a room here and settle Jian Shaomei's matter.

But he dared not.

His heart suddenly moved.What is the purpose of Qian Yao's Jian Shaomei coming tonight?

Jian Shaomei smiled and whispered in his ear: "I'm going out first, remember to come, Mr. Lan."

Lan Mingsu closed his eyes and nodded.

Jian Shaomei gave him a meaningful look, put on her coat and went out.

Lan Mingsu looked around and leaned on the sofa alone.

~

"Are you back?" said the voice in the earbuds, "Xiao Zhao has already arrived home."

Lan Mingsu glanced at the car mirror, feeling a little depressed, and said in a calm voice, "I have a little tail behind me."

Qian Yao arranged for someone to follow him.

If someone followed, he couldn't go to Jian Shaomei.

"There's no need to dump it, just come back, lest Qian Yao get suspicious."

Lan Mingsu let out a "huh".

The others didn't know that he was going to meet Jian Shaomei, and if he deliberately walked away now, it would be easy to scare the snake away.

He looked at his phone.If he waited for the follower to leave before going to him, would there be time?

Lan Mingsu stepped on the accelerator and sprinted away in the dark night.

Once the door was opened, he took off his earplugs, took off his coat and opened the secret door to the kitchen.

A team member standing by the window said: "The tail stopped on the opposite side."

Lan Mingsu walked over and took a look at the black car.This is the person who has followed him several times, and his skills are quite superb. If someone hadn't reminded him, he might not be able to notice it now.

He took out his mobile phone and pulled out Jian Shaomei from the address book.

【Qian has something to do with me, and it may take a while to arrive. 】

After waiting for a while, there was no answer.

Lan Mingsu clutched the phone.

"Lawyer Lan, come here and let's discuss... The identities of those present at today's party have been identified. They are all people who have legitimate business contacts with Qian Yao. There is nothing we are looking for..." The team leader put a list on Lan In front of Ming Su, "So, Qian Yao still didn't introduce other people in the group to you...Lawyer Lan?"

Lan Mingsu's thoughts immediately returned to the middle-aged man in front of him.

"What are you thinking?"

"It's nothing." Lan Mingsu looked down at the list, "Yes, these are the people. Qian Yao still can't trust me now."

"Hmm. What do you think is the reason?"

"I don't know. Qian Yao is a careful person."

"But now it is basically confirmed that Qian Yao is in charge of the external communication of the entire group, win over and buy off related people, develop new members, and deliver news."

"good."

The situation remains in limbo.

He glanced at the phone again.Still no reply.

"How do you think you can gain his trust?"

Lan Mingsu pondered for a moment, then shook his head silently.

Lan Mingsu also didn't know what Qian Yao was hesitating about.He is already helping Qian Yao launder money. If this does not give Qian Yao enough trust in him, then how does he want Lan Mingsu to prove his obedience and loyalty?

Why did he let Jian Shaomei appear tonight?Purely threatening and buying him?

"Something went wrong with the earbuds, is there anything we need to know?"

"No. Nothing happened."

The captain looked away, and said cautiously for a long time: "I know that the current situation is a bit hard and unfair for you, but Qian Yao threatens the safety of you, your mother, and the entire society, and has a great relationship. You have to bear with it for a while, people with no relationship, especially civilians, should not let him know unless necessary, this is for the confidentiality of the operation and for their safety."

"I see."

"Also, Qian Yao has already seen Xiao Zhao's face. We plan to let him continue to appear by your side as Mike and come in and out of Qian Yao's house. He has some skills that you don't have, so he can cooperate with you in your actions."

Lan Mingsu hung his head and said nothing.

"We have some things to discuss, you go to rest first."

"Ah."

Lan Mingsu walked back to her apartment, closed the door and turned off the lights, and stood in front of the dark window to check her mobile phone.The car on the opposite side of the road was still there, but Jian Shaomei still didn't reply to the message, Lan Mingsu became a little anxious.

He has already missed an appointment once, and if he doesn't show up again today, whoever he is will be disheartened, right?

Lan Mingsu watched the second hand move little by little on the watch.

He's in no mood to think about anything else right now.

The lights in the room were dark for more than half an hour. Suddenly, the headlights of the cars on the opposite road came on, and the car slowly moved.

Lan Mingsu raised his eyes halfway, watching the black car turn around and slowly drive away in the night.

1:45 midnight.

Lan Mingsu typed a few words on the phone.

【I'm going to find you now】

Just finished typing, but felt flustered for some reason, Lan Mingsu slowly deleted those words.He quietly picked up his coat and car keys, went downstairs and got into his car, slowly turning in circles on the deserted street.

With no one following him, he can go now.

Lan Mingsu held his breath and stepped on the accelerator.

Mr. Qian's home is close to that place, but his own home is at least half an hour's drive away. Although the street is unobstructed in the middle of the night, when he came to the abandoned factory building, it was already past 02:30 in the morning. .

Lan Mingsu stopped the car and walked slowly in the dark alley.

"A few pieces?"

No one responded.

He walked slowly down the road, his mood growing darker.The alley was empty, there was no one at all.

Gone, Jian Shaomei has already left.

Lan Mingsu took out the phone, turned to Jian Shaomei's number, hesitated for a long time, and pressed it lightly.He stood in the corner and waited. After a long time, there was a sudden "click", and the phone was hung up.

Lan Mingsu felt pain in his heart.

He thought for a while, and wrote a few words in the text message.

[Sorry, missed the appointment again tonight, are you home yet? 】

Jian Shaomei still didn't answer.

Lan Mingsu felt a little uneasy.Jian Shaomei has never replied to the text messages, nor is she willing to answer the phone. Is it because she really doesn't want to talk to him, or is something unexpected happening?

In fact, he could know that he was angry with his knees, but what if, what if, what happened?Moreover, with Jian Shaomei's personality, even if she is angry with him, she will find a way to tolerate him...

He pulled out a number from his phone.

The beeping went on for a long time. "Hello?" The person on the phone was sleepy.

"Beilin, it's me."

"What time is it, why are you calling at this time? Is there something urgent?" The other side woke up.

"Well. Is Jian Shaomei home yet?"

"I came back half an hour ago, and now I've taken a shower and gone to sleep. Wait a minute, I'll ask him to get up to answer the phone."

Lan Mingsu hurriedly said: "No, it's good that he goes home. I'm worried that he won't be safe in the middle of the night."

"Aren't you with him?"

"He's leaving first. I've been delayed by something. I'm only coming out now. He just needs to go home. He'll wake you up at three in the morning. Go to sleep."

"I'll tell him you're calling tomorrow morning."

Lan Mingsu immediately said: "Don't tell him I'm calling, I just know he's back."

The other side was quiet for a while: "Are you two okay?"

"It's okay." He deliberately changed the subject, "By the way, I went to their company the morning before yesterday for that customer of yours who didn't pay back the money, and it was agreed that the payment will be paid in installments every month, and it will be paid in half a year. I will let you pay tomorrow Someone sent the contract over."

"I'm sorry to trouble you. I'll transfer the legal fees to you tomorrow."

"You are welcome, you can do whatever you want."

Helping him is one thing, but Jian Shaomei's album is another. Guo Beilin never puts several things together and settles accounts clearly, so even if he wants to bribe Guo Beilin, it is very unlikely. thing.

The other side laughed: "I heard that you are now opening your own law firm. When you have time, you can have a good chat with me. If possible, I will also do business with you. But my company is not as big as Qian Zong , don't take your eyes off it."

Free, now he is free every day.

But he couldn't let Guo Beilin's company hang with his money laundering law firm.

"Let's talk again when we have time." He said ambiguously.

"Mr. Qian's sudden investment in Jian Shaomei's album, did you do it in private?" Guo Beilin asked.

"No, I don't know about this either. Haven't you been looking for investors? I thought you found Mr. Qian."

"Really not. I never contacted Mr. Qian, but he suddenly called last week and said he wanted to invest in Jian Shaomei."

Lan Mingsu was silent.

What does Qian Yao mean?He hasn't done anything to Jian Shaomei for more than two months, why is he suddenly interested in him now?

He used Jian Shaomei to threaten him before, and since he has obediently done things for him, Jian Shaomei should be useless now.He's definitely not interested in any rookie's album, so what exactly does he want now?

"It's getting late, we'll talk about Mr. Qian another day, so you should go to bed earlier."

Lan Mingsu put the phone away.

Investing for no reason, even Guo Beilin became a little wary.

He looked silently at the phone in his hand.Their relationship has always been initiated by Jian Shaomei, stalking, coquettish and cute, he has long been used to this way of getting along.

It was the first time that Jian Shaomei didn't want to reply to his text message.

I'm afraid something bad will happen if this continues... What should he do?

~

"Try this place again." Guo Beilin said, "Add a little base, yes, heavier, heavier. Jian Shaomei's voice followed, yes, Jian Shaomei, do you understand? Try again! "

"Mmm." Jian Shaomei's head was covered with sweat.

"Mr. Guo, there is a Mr. Lan who came to you outside and said that he needs to hand over some legal documents to you." The assistant poked his head in from the outside.

Jian Shaomei's eyelashes moved.

"Jian Shaomei, why are you stopping? Continue!" Guo Beilin said to the assistant, "Let him in."

Jian Shaomei was talking about the guitar, but out of the corner of her eye, she drifted to the door, only to hear the soft opening sound of the door, and a tall and handsome man in a suit walked in from outside.

Lan Mingsu's gaze immediately met his, and Jian Shaomei turned her head angrily.Lan Mingsu's eyes moved again, desperately suppressing the sourness that surged up, and forced a smile at Guo Beilin.

"Here are all the documents, all here, just waiting for your signature."

"You still have to send it over in person. It's fine to find someone to send it over. I'll have my assistant deliver it to you after I sign the contract."

Jian Shaomei could vaguely hear the two talking about something.

"Stay here for dinner, Jian Shaomei's section is almost over, let's eat together later."

Lan Mingsu cast his eyes on Jian Shaomei again, Jian Shaomei snorted and didn't look at him, he said to Guo Beilin with a dry smile: "I have something to do at night, you go ahead, I just happened to be on the way."

"I'll take you out."

"No need, don't worry about me if you're busy, I'm leaving now." Lan Mingsu pushed him to stay in the recording studio, turned and went out.

Guo Beilin turned around, clapped his hands and raised his voice: "Come on, do it again!"

Jian Shaomei played the guitar with her head down, and sang a few words, her voice was dry and dry, and she couldn't find the slightest feeling.Guo Beilin frowned and said, "Jian Shaomei, what's the matter with you? You even forgot the lyrics and music score. Come on, let's do it all over again——"

Jian Shaomei suddenly threw the instrument in his hand and jumped off the high chair: "I'm going to the bathroom."

Guo Beilin pursed his lips and looked at him: "..."

Jian Shaomei has already run out.

Guo Beilin lowered his head and sighed, and said to the others: "Everyone rest for 15 minutes."

Lan Mingsu walked into the elevator and pressed the first floor.Jian Shaomei didn't want to see him, he had already expected it, but he still wanted to have the cheek to see him.What kind of documents to send, it is asking for trouble...

The elevator door was closed only a crack, but he heard someone running quickly from outside, Lan Mingsu immediately pressed the door open button, looked up to see the person, and saw Jian Shaomei rushing in with an angry face.

His heart skipped a beat, his face changed slightly, and he returned to his original state in an instant.

calm.

There were only the two of them in the elevator, Jian Shaomei didn't speak, and Lan Mingsu stood silently and awkwardly, watching the small lights on the door fall down from the 27th floor.

"Isn't Lawyer Lan very busy?" Jian Shaomei spoke first, with anger that she didn't want to hide, "So it depends on the person. Some people are important, so give them more time, and even deliver the documents in person. No Important people can be put aside, don’t worry about it at all.”

"No."

"You are a barrister, anyone can pay you and use your time. For the sake of your clients, you can miss appointments several times..." Jian Shaomei's voice became hoarse, "You have changed. In the past, you It's not like this, then you can coax people, and I will give you whatever you want..."

Lan Mingsu wrapped his arms around his waist from behind.

Jian Shaomei turned her head to look at him, Lan Mingsu's lips pressed against him, and her tongue jerked into his mouth.

"What are you doing?" Jian Shaomei shook his face away angrily.

Lan Mingsu stood up straight with a dry smile: "I'm sorry."

Having descended to the 10th floor, Lan Mingsu pressed the door open button on the 9th floor, and the elevator stopped immediately. He said in a low voice, "I remembered that there is still a customer on this floor, so I'll go first..."

He turned around and walked out as if fleeing for his life. After a few steps, someone grabbed his waist, covered his mouth, and dragged him into a dark room.

He heard the door lock.

The room was very dark, the two of them were breathing rapidly, and Jian Shaomei pushed him against the wall, pressing his hot tongue in with anger: "Why did you miss the appointment the night before?"

Lan Mingsu couldn't make a sound.

Jian Shaomei pulled off his belt: "When you texted me, Qian Yao was on the phone with me. You said he asked you to stay and talk about things, it's pure nonsense."

Lan Mingsu's eyelashes fluttered.It was revealed at that time, no wonder he didn't reply at all!

Jian Shaomei tore his shirt open, the buttons broke off and fell to the ground one by one.He held up Lan Mingsu's waist: "What are you doing here today? You want to deceive me again? Or do you want to continue what happened that night?"

"..." Fingers touched along the base of the legs, causing people to tremble, and Lan Mingsu couldn't help tightening his legs.

"Slutty, slutty." Jian Shaomei buried her head in the socket of his shoulder, and there was a little uncontrollable excitement in her voice, "Slutty to death."

Lan Mingsu closed her eyes and bit her lips tightly.

"Move yourself, you move yourself for me."

"What..." Lan Mingsu was also a little annoyed, "I... can't, this posture won't work."

"Kneel down for me, I want to come from behind—" Jian Shaomei pressed his body, turned his face, and looked at him from top to bottom, his voice softened unknowingly, "Mr. Lan, say you like me."

"I—" Lan Mingsu's voice was choked in his throat.

"Say you like me, and I'll forgive you for what happened that night." Jian Shaomei's hand slid down from his waist, her five fingers gathered together, her strength became stronger and stronger, and she said temptingly, "To be so hard...you Say or not?"

Lan Mingsu clutched at the clothes scattered on the ground in pain, her legs trembling.

The two gasped for breath, and suddenly, Jian Shaomei's phone rang on the ground.Jian Shaomei picked it up and looked at it, then threw it away casually.

"Who?"

"It's okay." Jian Shaomei pushed his legs apart with her knees, half excited and half patiently said, "Concentrate."

The phone call stopped.

After a while, the ringing of another phone on the ground rang again in the clothes.

Jian Shaomei was slightly taken aback.What is this ringtone, isn't it a clip of a new song he posted on Weibo?

Lan Mingsu turned over and picked up his phone, looking down at the incoming call in embarrassment.Immediately afterwards, he turned his face and glanced at Jian Shaomei, pressed the answer button, and tried his best to calmly say: "Beilin."

"You ask Jian Shaomei to come back, and everyone is waiting for him."

Jian Shaomei glared.

"Yeah." Lan Mingsu lowered his head and picked up his clothes, then threw Jian Shaomei's belt over, "I understand, um, he knows."

Guo Beilin turned off the phone.

"You should go back." He put the tie around his neck, "Everyone is waiting for you to arrange music."

"What's the matter with your cell phone ringtone?" Jian Shaomei leaned closer to him, pressed her lips against his ear, and whispered in a singing voice, "Do you like my voice?"

Lan Mingsu felt that half of his face was numb, and pushed his face away.

"You love to hear my voice, don't you?" The tip of the tongue licked on his ear, "How about this?"

"...If you don't go, you won't even have a job."

Jian Shaomei pulled down his tie, tied his wrists, and tied a knot on the iron pipe next to him: "Mr. Lan, don't think that's all. You haven't made it clear what you lied to me. Two hours are up, you're here waiting for me."

"........."

Jian Shaomei grabbed his wrist, and slowly put her tongue into his mouth: "If you leave tonight, I don't know what I will do, do you hear me?"

Lan Mingsu raised his head.

Jian Shaomei pushed him away, stood up panting, hurriedly dressed and closed the door.

Lan Mingsu sat down with his back against the wall, flicking the tie on his wrist.What to go, where does he want to go?

After a long time, he turned on his mobile phone, found a familiar clip, and clicked "Play".

[Jian Shaomei's Weibo update and download on January 1.Play times on this machine: 23 times]