Dress as the notorious Omega

After dinner, I went to Chenguang Plaza to see the decoration of the house. On the way, Su Yan and Yuan Pingjiang sat on one side, ignoring each other.

Su Yan brought a small pet takeaway bag, which contained two little penguins that Jun Zhiqian gave him.

This is a treatment that ordinary people don't have. Jun Zhiqian treasures these little penguins very much, let alone taking them out, ordinary people can't touch them.

Yuan Pingjiang twitched his lips and waited for others with color, let's see how long you can enjoy yourself.

Su Yan saw that he was contemptuous of himself, and the hand holding the little penguin became softer and softer, and he took it out on purpose and kneaded it in the palm of his hand to show off to Yuan Pingjiang.

Jun Zhiqian looked away from the tablet in his hand, looked up in the rearview mirror and saw the two people who were killing each other with eye knives, and shook his head helplessly.

Since the two met, they have been ridiculing and teasing each other. When they got out of the car, Su Yan stepped on Yuan Pingjiang childishly, and hurriedly hugged Jun Zhiqian's arm.

The villain complained first, "Mr. Jun! Mr. Yuan bullied me. When he got out of the car, my nose got red."

Jun Zhiqian looked down at Su Yan's red nose, raised his hand and rubbed it.

"Why don't you avenge me..."

Jun Zhiqian looked back at Yuan Pingjiang who was still polishing his shoes, and asked flatly, "Aren't you two evened?"

Su Yan knew that Jun Zhiqian was reminding himself that enough was enough, but he still pouted, with an unhappy expression on his face, and muttered, "Mr. Jun doesn't favor me."

Jun Zhiqian froze, looked at Su Yan's back and didn't speak.

The few people soon arrived in front of the house they bought. Every time they came here, Su Yan would think of the scene of arguing with his eldest nephew that day. It was so sour that he could go out and show off for a long time.

But Su Yan dared not let Jun Zhiqian hear it.

If Jun Zhiqian knew that the inner core of his high-quality omega was actually a poor college student, he would probably be able to tear himself apart.

Su Yan shivered inexplicably, pushed the door open and entered the room first.

The house has been renovated roughly. The first floor is for western musical instruments, the second floor is for oriental musical instruments and a recording studio. There is a small attic of more than [-] square meters on the top floor. Su Yan plans to decorate the attic as a lounge. If you don’t have time to go home at noon, you can Lie in there for a while.

The walls on the first floor are still being painted, and the recording studio on the second floor is making flexible packaging, and the sound insulation materials used are all the best. Shen An doesn't want to be disturbed by complaints from neighbors every day.

The recording equipment and various musical instruments were selected by Yuan Pingjiang. Although Su Yan hated this self-righteous man, Su Yan still recognized his professional knowledge.

"It's better to put a few coffee-colored movable sofas here, with a crystal coffee table." Yuan Pingjiang looked at the designer's draft and thought for a while.

Su Yan stood on tiptoe and glanced at the design drawing, only to realize that Yuan Pingjiang was referring to the floor-to-ceiling window.

The designer scratched his hair in embarrassment, "...but, what Mr. Su said was to make the floor-to-ceiling windows into bay windows, which would look better..."

"Floating window?" Yuan Pingjiang frowned, adjusted his glasses, looked at Su Yan, and said firmly, "Changed."

"I don't!" Su Yan raised her voice.This is obviously the shop that Mr. Jun gave him, and he was being pointed out by an outsider. The more Su Yan thought about it, the more angry he became.

Yuan Pingjiang frowned even deeper. He rolled up the design drawing and knocked on the bay window, "I estimated the passenger flow around here. A bay window is not practical at all. It's better to let customers see the inside of the store at a glance." Scene, besides, do you really want customers to huddle together like sparrows on a telephone pole in winter?"

Yuan Pingjiang's words made Su Yan burst out laughing. He didn't think about that at first, but Yuan Pingjiang's words were too contagious. Su Yan compromised with a smile, "Then follow what you said."

Yuan Pingjiang, who had won a "victory", raised his chin like a white swan, and his eyes behind the glasses were full of complacency.

"Cut——" Su Yan pulled Changyin quickly past Yuan Pingjiang, and ran upstairs in a hurry.

Yuan Pingjiang returned the design drawings to the designer, and when he turned around, Jun Zhiqian stood behind him at some point.

"One thing to say, you little Omega is too hot, you can't handle it at all."

Jun Zhiqian glanced at him with the look of "you're not childish, you're angry with a child", and then went upstairs.

Yuan Pingjiang didn't expect that one day he would be complained about by Jun Zhiqian, so he stomped his feet on the ground in anger—the leather shoes that had just been polished were dusty again.

——

A few people ate at the western restaurant at noon. They were sitting by the window. Across the street next to Su Yan was a very prosperous milk tea shop. He swallowed and his eyes turned blue.

Yuan Pingjiang touched Su Yan's foot under the table and signaled him with his eyes, "Want to drink?"

Su Yan raised her eyebrows, "Hmm."

"Let Mr. Jun buy it for you." Yuan Pingjiang gave Su Yan a slanted look, and the provocative look in his eyes was unbearable.

Su Yan moved the chair secretly, put his chin on his chest, looked down at the long leg that had nowhere to rest under the table, and felt a "tsk" in his heart. Let this hypocritical man in a suit wear a woman's suit.

But before Su Yan raised his head, the black suit pants beside him suddenly kicked the opposite side.

The shiny crocodile leather shoes dimmed a lot in an instant.

The other side "rubbed" and retracted the legs.

Jun Zhiqian raised his eyes lightly, "Sorry."

Su Yan covered her mouth and snickered—he could see it clearly, Jun Zhiqian's decisive and precise kick was definitely not accidental, he was definitely intentional.

Is he jealous?Su Yan glanced at Jun Zhiqian, seeing him as if nothing had happened, and felt that he should not know what happened under the table.Yuan Pingjiang, who was stepped on, retracted his legs silently, and sighed-- he is so dizzy, he is so dizzy!

Jun Zhiqian, who was complained about, seemed to be ignorant of the flirting between the two, but after the meal, he asked his subordinates to bring two cups of hot milk tea.

Seeing the milk tea, Su Yan revived, stretched out her hands that were tucked in her sleeves, and intentionally took a cup with each hand, her face full of satisfaction.

"It's all for me?" Su Yan's eyes were shining brightly, blinking and blinking, delusional to pass the test.

Jun Zhiqian refused to accept this, and pointed at Yuan Pingjiang cruelly, "The other cup is his."

Su Yan had no choice but to pretend to be reluctant and handed the milk tea to Yuan Pingjiang.

In the next second, a warm palm fell on top of his head, and Su Yan raised his head to meet Shang Jun Zhiqian's eyes.

Looking at the warmth in his eyes, Su Yan has every reason to be sure that Jun Zhiqian treats herself like a little penguin.

When the three of them were walking towards another small building, Su Yan suddenly heard Yuan Pingjiang ask, "Hey, Su Yan, do you have a precise position on your own level?"

When this matter was mentioned suddenly, Su Yan was taken aback for a moment, and thought for a while, "I have a general plan, why, do you want to hear it?"

Yuan Pingjiang nodded.

"Take milk tea in exchange." Su Yan hooked his fingers.

"Okay." Yuan Pingjiang was very straightforward this time, and handed it directly to Su Yan. Then, the moment Su Yan took it, he leaned over and whispered in his ear, "You are so fat."

Su Yan's body froze, and when he turned his head again, he saw Yuan Pingjiang's scheming smile.

This milk tea was given by Jun Zhiqian, and he deliberately tricked it back into his hands. There are people watching all of this, so it’s definitely impossible not to drink it, but after drinking it...Su Yan gouged out his eyes to Yuan Pingjiang, and couldn’t bear it anymore Bad breath.

As soon as he raised his head, Jun Zhiqian was looking at him, Su Yan pursed his lips, and could only bite the bullet and continue talking.

"...That's right, I want to make a song and release it on the Internet first. After all, my current image is not good to the outside world..." Su Yan is very clear about his role positioning. Why don't you use your real identity to forge a hard-working music and art student, and post some songs every day that you want to write in reality but are afraid of being checked by the water meter.

I don't know if this counts as carrying private goods... Su Yan thought for a while, and sighed——this is the only time for him to let himself go.

"If it's done well and people listen to the song, people will naturally come to invite cooperation. If it's not done well, the musical instrument store can barely make ends meet. That's what I plan to do." Su Yan spread her hands, a little helpless.

He also knows that the Internet is not a place where he can do whatever he wants, but if he really does not perform well and is scolded by others, he can only choose to open a few more trumpets.

People can't be so unlucky all the time.

But when Su Yan saw someone commenting on the demo he posted in the car, he felt that he really answered the above sentence.

When people are unlucky, they will always be unlucky.

The comment area was full of scolding.

Some said he used pirated mixing software, some said he plagiarized, and some people picked on him, acting like a professional music critic to pick and choose. When Su Yan saw these words, he even felt that he was in a place full of music. Grandma's vegetable market.

The phone vibrated, someone private messaged him!

Su Yan regained his energy all of a sudden. He opened the private message, but saw a person whose name was a string of garbled characters asking him if he wanted to buy a promotion.

【Focus on Weibo Unlimited Private Message Promotion】

[Good products on the whole network, sincerely recruit agents, only 100 yuan, ten thousand fans take home! 】

[New ideas for Internet drainage of big players, expanding business channels]

……

There are a lot of Balabal, all of which are promotional advertisements.

Su Yan seemed to have smelled the fresh earth from the vegetable market.

Isn't this a vegetable market? !Gan!

Noticing that Su Yan was shaking while holding the phone, Jun Zhiqian turned his head and asked him what was wrong with his eyes.

Jun Zhiqian must not let Jun Zhiqian know about such a shameful thing, Su Yan turned off the phone screen and raised her head, "It's nothing, I'm just too excited to see my favorite idol."

Yuan Pingjiang raised his eyebrows, meaning you still have an idol?

Su Yan forcibly suppressed her anger and told herself not to be angry, never to be angry, it would be bad if Mr. Jun was frightened.

Glancing at Jun Zhiqian again, Su Yan found that he was staring at herself.

Su Yan now only wants to hug and comfort Mr. Jun to kick Yuan Pingjiang out of the car.

So he fell into Jun Zhiqian's arms when braking.

There was a faint fragrance on Mr. Jun's body, which was refreshing. Su Yan didn't have time to distinguish what it was, only heard a gunshot outside the car, and with a "snap", the front windshield of the car burst open, and fragments flew everywhere.

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