her rose

Jiang Hanguang received a notice from the company's personnel department early this morning, saying that her contract needed to be changed because of a change of agent. She was used to being transparent and nobody cares about her, so she didn't think much about it until she was ushered in by a polite lady It was only when I was in a luxuriously decorated private reception room that I realized something was wrong.

Even if her status is more sensitive now, changing the contract doesn't require a real vice president to sit in charge.

The reception room used for private talks is small in size. The solid wooden square table in the center is filled with delicacies that are more decorative than practical. The red wine in the glass glows vaguely under the light that can be turned down.

The middle-aged male alpha on the opposite side had a pale complexion and a gentle smile, but his eyes were like poisonous snakes aiming at their prey, scanning her all over in a moment.

He Zhong, the person in charge of the film and television project department of Cheng's Media, is the most powerful among the vice presidents. Originally, Jiang Hanguang's understanding of him was limited to the brief introduction in Cheng's Media's brochure.

But at this moment, Jiang Hanguang only felt that every inch of skin that was looked at by the man had an uncomfortable sticky feeling. The strange but familiar feeling of being examined as a vessel made her tense up instantly. every nerve.

She glanced sideways at the door closed by the HR lady, did not sit down, stood only one step away from the door, and smiled politely at the man, "It's just a contract change, and you need Mr. He to come in person? I'll go to HR Just talk."

Although the instinctive reaction was frantically calling Jiang Hanguang to turn around and leave, but she thought that since He Zhong had chosen this time and this place to meet her, he would not do anything too outrageous.

In this case, it is best to leave politely.

The man didn't take the steps she gave, and still smiled like a weasel about to steal eggs, "Anyone can negotiate other people's contracts, but for Miss Jiang's, I must come in person."

Jiang Hanguang: "... Mr. He is being polite, but I don't think my level is high enough to talk to you, so I won't bother you."

After all, she turned around decisively and went to twist the doorknob.

"Miss Jiang, it's better to think about it again. I saw your role yesterday, and I have been very sad. With your conditions, it is not impossible to hit the top line, but it has been buried until now. What a pity."

The implication is that if you have me, you have the hope of becoming the top line.

Jiang Hanguang didn't let go of the doorknob, but turned his face slightly, with an unshakeable smile on his face, and said neither humble nor humble, "The road is always walked by people, and it's only natural to get to this step. I don't feel sorry for myself. , Mr. He doesn't have to feel sorry for me."

After all, I still have to go.

He Zhong probably saw that the lure and lure didn't work for her, so he instantly adjusted to the coercive mode, "Miss Jiang doesn't think that she can sit back and relax after signing Mr. Cheng."

When he suddenly mentioned Cheng Ying, Jiang Hanguang paused and stopped.

He Zhong thought he had hit her sore spot, and hurriedly continued: "You should also know that Xiao Cheng is always talking about it, but in fact it doesn't matter, what she can give you, I can give you ten times, she can't I can give you what I give you."

Jiang Hanguang sighed, turned around and bowed slightly to He Zhong, "Thanks to Mr. He's wrong love, I am very satisfied now that I can work like a normal artist. As for the so-called ten times and a hundred times, I dare not expect extravagantly. I hope you will forgive me." .”

Seeing that she was determined to leave, He Zhong's patience had finally run out. He chuckled and said slowly, "Mr. Cheng can't protect himself now. If Miss Jiang doesn't give me face, she won't be afraid of getting burned."

Cheng Ying?

Jiang Hanguang frowned slightly. Maybe it was Cheng Ying's understatement that affected her, or maybe it was the cheers and praise from the shop that blinded her. She didn't carefully consider the consequences of this matter, so that she just remembered at this moment, Hua Ran She was the eldest lady of Hua's Heavy Industries, and what Cheng Ying did this time, whether intentional or not, was to trample the face of this daughter into the ground.

It is conceivable that Hua Ran will never let this matter pass easily.

Did Cheng Ying get into trouble because of her...

Self-blame and guilt finally knocked a crack on Jiang Hanguang's solid mask for dealing with people with malicious intentions, revealing a little vivid expression.

Obviously, He Zhong interpreted it as panic when he knew that his backer was about to collapse.

On his face was a satisfied smile unique to conquerors and victors, "Now, is Miss Jiang willing to have breakfast with me?"

"..." Jiang Hanguang silently pulled out the chair and sat down.

He Zhong is a representative of the real power faction in Cheng's media. If he really offends him, Cheng Ying will definitely be in trouble.

It's impossible for him to do anything to himself here. He just needs to eat and don't promise anything. It's better to discuss it with Cheng Ying after he goes out.

Having made up his mind, Jiang Hanguang brought out that impeccable smiling face again, "I am very honored to be invited by Mr. He."

He Zhong admired Jiang Hanguang, whose every move was as decent and polite as if he had been trained thousands of times, like a trophy.

He likes these pretentious and reserved omegas, they are like precious porcelain placed on a glass shelf, they look delicate, noble, beautiful and not to be played with.

Precisely because of this, only by pressing them down, tearing their disguises to pieces, injecting their pheromones into their bodies, and making them their own playthings, can they show their nobility as an alpha to the greatest extent.

And even though "read O countless", He Zhong has to admit that Jiang Hanguang is the best-looking omega he has ever seen.

So much so that when he saw that video, he felt ashamed for the first time.

But what followed was a great sense of excitement and desire to conquer.

Such a beautiful porcelain must have been even more beautiful when it smashed her into pieces.

Of course, the first thing he needs to determine is whether this omega is really as rumored and has not been used by anyone.

Before the disguise was torn off, He Zhong was still considered polite, and Jiang Hanguang's deliberate pandering made the atmosphere of this semi-forced dinner surprisingly harmonious and friendly.

He Zhong toasted frequently, but Jiang Hanguang didn't drink at first, until He Zhong drank two or three cups and there was nothing wrong with it. In addition, he made him more and more enthusiastic, and finally he couldn't help taking two sips.

The slightly astringent taste of the red wine passed through the throat, and what came back was sweet and fragrant. It was indeed a good wine, but Jiang Hanguang tasted a hint of danger.

The more one gives, the more one naturally takes.

He Zhong even took out such a good wine for himself to drink, even if he can leave this time, I'm afraid he will still be pestered by him in the future.

Thinking of this, Jiang Hanguang feels that it is not suitable to stay here for a long time.

The meal is almost finished, and now I need to find a chance to leave quickly.

However, He Zhong has never noticed that the omega on the opposite side is eager to return. He has been softened by Jiang Hanguang's deliberate docileness, thinking that omega must be a hero who understands current affairs.

While the wine was in full swing, he finally got to the point, "Han Guang, there is one thing that I have been curious about for a long time. There are all kinds of things in the circle, but I think you should be one of the few people who know the exact answer. No I know if you are willing to answer my confusion."

Jiang Hanguang suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart, but he could only say, "If you ask, I will answer truthfully if I know."

"Ahem," He Zhong cleared his throat, suddenly stretched his neck with a mysterious expression, and deliberately lowered his voice, "I heard some people say that Feng is always a born disabled alpha, not only bad at that, but also bad at marking others. Can’t do it, is it true?”

Jiang Hanguang: "..."

She raised her eyes to look at He Zhong, the man's face was strangely red with anticipation at this time, and his eyes were full of fanatical desire that she couldn't understand.

She thought of Feng Nan's expression when he knew that it was not impossible for him to leave offspring, his fanatical eyes, rapid breathing, and his hot and inescapable palms like red-hot pliers.

Before the nausea and fear that rose suddenly reached the surface of the skin, Jiang Hanguang forcibly pressed her back. She tried her best not to smile too stiffly, "This is Mr. Feng's privacy. I have already divorced him."

"Oh, that's it." He Zhong made a disappointed expression, and slowly sat back, "Since Miss Jiang doesn't want to say it, I won't force it, but Miss Jiang must answer my next question. "

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Hanguang's mobile phone in his pocket vibrated. Seeing Cheng Ying's name, Jiang Hanguang felt a little joy of seeing a savior in his heart. She picked up the phone and was about to speak.

The man on the opposite side got up suddenly, reached out and took her mobile phone away, and hung up the phone without even looking at it.

Cheng Ying, who was on the opposite side, obviously realized something was wrong and called again.

He Zhong flipped the phone upside down, looked at Jiang Hanguang with a smile, and said, "I want to know, is Miss Jiang not marked yet?"

Jiang Hanguang clenched the wine glass in his hand, and did not answer his question directly, "Mr. He, I have been married for ten years."

"It seems that Ms. Jiang is not willing to answer this question. Since that's the case," He Zhong's tone suddenly became more serious, "I have no choice but to see for myself."

Before he finished speaking, the pheromones in his body suddenly soared, and the pheromones that seemed to have substance were like a sharp arrow, piercing Jiang Hanguang's face.

"Hmm!" The sudden attack caught Jiang Hanguang by surprise, and the glands in the back of his neck felt a scorching tingling sensation. In order to resist the alpha's attack, the rose-flavored pheromone was forcibly released, which neutralized He Zhong's pheromone and protected him. Her own master, so that she will not be forcibly pulled into estrus.

Of course, all of this was within He Zhong's expectations, no matter how anxious he was, he would never do such a thing in the company, he just wanted to confirm whether Jiang Hanguang had the capital to keep him pestering.

Although today's society does not classify the two gender pheromones of AO out of consideration of equal rights, for each alpha or omega, it is an innate ability to distinguish whether the opponent or prey is strong or not.

Generally speaking, for an omega marked by a certain alpha, the pheromone will be mixed with the taste of the marker, making it no longer pure.

But there are exceptions to everything. When the pheromone intensity of omega far exceeds that of the marker, even if it is permanently marked, it will not be manifested in the usual shallow release of pheromone.

Such omegas are very rare, because it is an indisputable fact that most omega physiques are weaker than alphas, and the spirit and sexual strength of their owners are important factors affecting the strength of pheromones.

Even so, the marking is still irreversible, and if one wants to know whether those omega have been marked, they must be forced to release the pheromone in the deep layer, where there will be traces of the marker.

He Zhong closed his eyes and took a breath of the rose fragrance that filled the room almost intoxicated. The smell was so sweet and pure that there was no trace of it being possessed by any alpha at all.

Jiang Hanguang only felt as if he was forcibly pushed into a pool full of He Zhong's pheromone, and every breath was as difficult as choking on water.

She hasn't fallen into estrus yet, but both her spirit and her penis are extremely uncomfortable being stimulated by aggressive pheromones that don't belong to her.

At this time, she didn't care about being polite or not, she got up and was about to leave.

But as an alpha, He Zhong is far less affected by pheromone than her, and moves much faster than her.

As soon as Jiang Hanguang's hand was on the doorknob, He Zhong's hand was on it.

Probably because of excitement, the man's palm was hot and humid, at that moment Jiang Hanguang felt as if the back of his hand had been licked by some animal's stinky tongue.

She quickly withdrew her hand.

He Zhong firmly held the doorknob, restrained his pheromone a little, and looked at her with a smile, "Sorry, I was impulsive just now, but since Han Guang chose to stay, at least listen to me, you won't be disappointed .”

Jiang Hanguang lowered his eyes, not looking at his explicit eyes, glanced at the half-full wine glass on the table from the corner of his eye, and suddenly wondered if he could take the opportunity to escape with He Zhong's face splashed.

But then all the previous patience will be invalidated, and He Zhong will still find trouble with Cheng Ying...

She pursed her lips tightly, took two steps back, looked straight into He Zhong's eyes, "please tell me."

"I don't like playing those fancy games," He Zhong still stood guard in front of the door, and said directly, "Han Guang, if you are willing to follow me, I can directly approve two protagonists of s+ investment for you, and the follow-up operation and Other projects will follow, and it is guaranteed that within a year, you will be popular all over the world."

Perhaps it is because she understands that if she does not give an answer today, she is destined to be unable to go out. At this time, Jiang Hanguang not only stopped panicking, but also wanted to smile bitterly. How could she always hear these words from other people? She looks so like she will sell herself for money people?

"Omaga is destined to serve Alpha. If you learn these things well, you will be able to marry a rich man in the future, which is better than anything else."

"After you marry me, don't act anymore. The Feng family can't afford to lose this person. If you have that leisure time, it's better to please me more. If I give you anything, it will earn you more than you can by acting in that crap."

Everyone has a face that is good for her, speaks different words, but interprets the same theme.

Your efforts are worthless, your life is to please others.

But she just wants to act alone, even if only one audience likes it, as long as it doesn't hurt others or go against her own wishes, that's enough.

Why is it so difficult?

She closed her eyes, and the messy pictures played in front of her eyes, and finally froze on Cheng Ying's nonchalant smiling face.

"Don't think too much, I chose you purely because I thought you would be popular, the kind of star."

"I can only be well when you are well, we are a community."

A beam of light shone into the heart that had been surrounded by dense black mist. Although it was insignificant, it was extremely dazzling and warm to people who had been in darkness all year round.

Direct rejection will undoubtedly irritate the other party, but at least at this moment, she still has Cheng Ying.

Jiang Hanguang opened his eyes and said with a smile, "Thank you Mr. He for your compliment, but I have to discuss it with Mr. Cheng first, so I can't leave without saying goodbye, right?"

He Zhong waited patiently for Jiang Hanguang's answer, and now he got an answer that he thought was equivalent to agreeing, and couldn't help but feel a little overjoyed, "What can I tell her..."

Before he finished speaking, the doorknob he was holding suddenly pressed down, and the person outside the door pushed open the door with an irresistible brute force, as if they had clairvoyant eyes and wanted to hit him to death.

He Zhong was almost ejected and fell to the ground.

Beginning with a faint woody scent, the tall and long-legged alpha stepped in, leaned casually on the door frame, and twisted the ring on his index finger with a smile.

Her tone is still frivolous and gentle, but the content is not very pleasant.

"It seems that I came at the wrong time. Mr. He was so scared to give this great gift."