Sorry, it's a different price to be a stand-in

The project finally came to an end, Lin Zhinan thought he could go home, take a shower and sleep, but Party A called him back to the company.

In line with the principle of "Party A is God", Lin Zhinan, who had no time to eat, picked up the initial design of the project and led the team members to the meeting room on the top floor.

As soon as he got out of the elevator, Lin Zhinan raised his head and paused.

In the corridor in front of him stood a group of men in suits and leather shoes with big backs, each 1.8 meters tall, full of oppression. It seemed that they had just walked out of another elevator.

Hearing footsteps, several people turned their heads.

How could it be him?

Even with the backlight, Lin Zhinan saw the familiar yet unfamiliar face standing in the center of the crowd.

The silhouette of the man's side face is perfect, and his whole body has a kind of coldness that should not be entered by strangers. Even in the warm early summer, Lin Zhinan gradually felt a little chill in his heart.

Fortunately, the man didn't pay attention to this side, Lin Zhinan stabilized his mind, clenched the folder in his hand, and followed the crowd into the conference room.

According to the rules, Party A and the project team members sat face to face according to their positions. The boss Bai Hao was not there, and Lin Zhinan sat in the most marginal position as the project director.

He spread the documents in front of him, and when he raised his head, his eyes accidentally met the man.

Those black eyes made people shudder, and goosebumps appeared under Lin Zhinan's shirt, countless past events flashed before his eyes.

It's all over, there's nothing to be afraid of, he told himself silently, it's working time now.

Lin Zhinan got up when everyone got the initial design documents, cleared his throat, and pressed the page presenter casually.

There is not much content in the initial setting, and ten minutes is enough to explain clearly.

I just don't know why, when Lin Zhinan was talking, his peripheral vision would always glance at the figure of the man.

"...The situation is like this. If the preliminary design is approved, our team will go to the Bishuiwan villa area to shoot next Monday. I don't know what Mr. Lu thinks?"

Lin Zhinan knew that his initial design was perfect, he just asked politely, but he didn't expect to be picked up by the man.

The man leaned back, raised his chin slightly, and looked straight into Lin Zhinan's eyes, "I heard that your team has done a market research on the villa area, can you show the research report to further support the initial design?"

Lin Zhinan chuckled and refused decisively. "Sorry Mr. Lu, the market research is provided by the upper-level data service provider, and we cannot disclose it casually."

Lin Zhinan's refusal made the atmosphere in the meeting room a little awkward.

He twitched the corners of his lips and said, "If you don't mind, I can give you the contact information of the data service provider who provided the survey, so that you can consult at any time."

As he spoke, Lin Zhinan tore off a sticky note, finished writing with a few strokes, and pushed the sticky note in front of Lu Yunqi.

Lu Yunqi didn't pick up the sticky note, but the little secretary beside him leaned over graciously and took it away.

Seeing that Lu Yunqi was still looking at him, Lin Zhinan smiled and said, "Mr. Lu, do you have any questions?"

"No." Lu Yunqi stood up, and all the members beside him also stood up, with a strong sense of aggressive oppressive pressure on Lin Zhinan's sensitive nerves.

Smelling the familiar scent of perfume, Lin Zhinan's temples suddenly began to ache.

Lin Zhinan, covered in cold sweat, took a small step back calmly, with a polite smile on his face.

"Since there is no problem, then...the meeting will be adjourned."

Lin Zhinan and Lu Yunqi briefly shook hands, then nodded slightly, and made a "please" gesture.

Lu Yunqi glanced across Lin Zhinan's slightly drooping maroon hair, his eyes darkened, he turned and walked outside the meeting room.

After watching Party A leave the meeting room, the members of the project team immediately relaxed and walked out the door sparsely. Soon Lin Zhinan was the only one left in the meeting room.

He declined an invitation to dinner with team members, saying he wanted to stay and look at the files.

Everyone knew that he was a workaholic, so they didn't force him.

Smiling and saying goodbye to the assistant, as soon as the door was closed tightly, Lin Zhinan was completely discouraged, lying on the table for a long time without getting up, his fingers were still cool with the brief contact with Lu Yunqi.

The body has memories, and even after so many years, those unbearable pasts have not faded in the slightest.

But fortunately, Lin Zhinan comforted himself, at least Lu Yunqi didn't mean to bring up the old matter with him, if it was just an employment relationship, the project should be ended soon.

Just as he was thinking wildly, his cell phone rang. It was the boss Bai Hao.

"There is a party at SARA tonight, I may have to trouble you to pick me up."

Lin Zhinan glanced down at his itinerary, guessing that there should be nothing to do in the evening, so he said "hmm" and complied with Bai Hao's request.

He waited for Bai Hao to hang up the phone, but then he heard Bai Hao ask, "Did you see him?"

The two of them knew who "he" was.

"I see," Lin Zhinan clasped his pen tightly, looked up at the surveillance camera with lights on, and said with a slight smile, "You knew it was him?"

Bai Hao was very frank, "I was still worried that you would quarrel with him, but now it seems that I was thinking too much."

Lin Zhinan suppressed a muffled laugh, squinted his eyes and looked at Party A's signature on the contract after a long time, and said slowly, "It's been so many years since I divorced, so there's nothing wrong with it."

"That's good." Bai Hao nodded thoughtfully, and hung up the phone after a few pleasantries.

Confirming that he doesn't need to stare at the company in the afternoon, Lin Zhinan decided to go to the hospital and then go home to take a shower to catch up on sleep.

He woke up from the nightmare of being chased, and it was already past ten o'clock in the evening when he opened his eyes.

Get out your phone, man, nearly twenty missed calls.

Three of them were from Aunt Song, and the remaining dozen were from Bai Hao.

Lin Zhinan called Aunt Song back in the elevator, and he was relieved when he learned that his younger brother had fallen asleep.

Aunt Song was nagging and refused to hang up the phone, and finally brought up Lin Zhinan's blind date and marriage. Lin Zhinan inexplicably thought of Lu Yunqi's familiar yet unfamiliar face, stepped out of the elevator, and paused, with bitterness on the corners of his lips.

"... I know Aunt Song, so don't worry, I have something else to talk about." After finishing speaking, Lin Zhinan hung up the phone without hesitation.

On the way, Lin Zhinan called Bai Hao several times, but his cell phone kept saying that he was on the phone. Lin Zhinan had no choice but to go into the bar to find someone.

The club that Bai Hao often goes to is a gathering place for rich second generations. Lin Zhinan doesn't like this kind of sensual life, so he has never been to such occasions with Bai Hao.

When verifying his identity and walking into SARA, a familiar figure flashed in front of Lin Zhinan's eyes. The person turned around, but it was not a familiar face. Lin Zhinan thought that it was because he met Lu Yunqi during the day that he recognized others as him.

Once memory and reality collide, it is dry wood and raging fire.

His memory still haunted the past.

The hallway smelled of alcohol and tobacco, Lin Zhinan endured the discomfort and walked into the corridor of the private room, every step was difficult, the undisguised greed in everyone's eyes made him want to vomit.

Answer the phone... Lin Zhinan anxiously dialed Bai Hao's number again, but the other party was still on the phone.

"Tsk." Lin Zhinan clenched his phone tightly, looked up and continued to look for the box number Bai Hao sent him, the mixed turbid gas made his vision a little blurred.

More and more strange gazes were cast on him, Lin Zhinan's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

His breathing gradually became short in the hot air, knowing that the situation was not good, he could only hide in the corner and barely stand by the wall.

Taking out the medicine in the cigarette case, Lin Zhinan gritted his teeth, and was about to give an injection, when someone grabbed his wrist suddenly, and he was lifted up by a huge force.

"I said, why is it so fragrant? It turns out that there is a little beauty who injects herself with good things..."

Lin Zhinan was shocked in his heart, he struggled hard, but the strength was so great that he couldn't get rid of the shackles of the drunk at all.

Seeing the man approaching him with a grinning face, Lin Zhinan turned his head away, clenched his back molars, held the metal cigarette case with his free hand and punched it out.

Before the fist landed on the man's face, an indifferent urging suddenly sounded from behind Lin Zhinan.

"Step aside."