My boss is my fan [Transmigration Book]

Two hours to say whether it is fast or slow, in short, the press conference is over.Wen Yumang returned to the backstage, sent a message to Gu Siming, asking him to go down first, and made an appointment to meet him directly in the car.

There were too many people at Wen Yumang's side, and he was the director, and many cast members dragged him to take pictures and greet each other, and they all declined. After saying sorry, they hurriedly said that they still had something to do, and asked Sister Ji to help After taking care of it first, it was difficult to get out, but it still took a long time.Wen Yumang felt the phone vibrate twice, and he clicked on it to see that it was a message from Gu Siming, saying that he had arrived now and was waiting for him in the car, and told Wen Yumang not to rush down immediately, and deal with himself first Besides, it doesn't matter if he waits a little longer.

Wen Yumang looked at the news, his heart softened, and a smile could not help but appear on his face.

When Wen Yumang came out from the backstage, the reporters were all gone, only a few fans insisted on staying where they were, wondering if they would have a chance to see him again, but unexpectedly they were really looking forward to it.

The fans were both surprised and delighted to see Wen Yumang, but everyone just watched Wen Yumang cautiously and never disturbed him.

Wen Yumang smiled and nodded in the direction they were standing, then waved his hand to signal fans that he was going to leave first.

This series of actions caused a small commotion among fans.

"Teacher!" Seeing that Wen Yumang was about to leave, a fan couldn't hold back his emotions after all, so he couldn't help calling Wen Yumang in a low voice, his voice contained joy and the excitement of being suppressed.

"Don't dare, dare not!" Wen Yumang quickly smiled and waved his hands: "I can't bear this title."

Although Wen Yumang dives into his super chat from time to time, it’s one thing to read everyone’s text through the screen on the Internet, but it’s another thing to be called that by fans in reality.

"Haha, isn't there an average teacher in the entertainment industry?" The fans were also amused by Wen Yumang's cautious attitude, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, we promise, we won't say anything!"

Another girl saw Wen Yumang press the elevator and asked, "I don't think there is a car downstairs. Has the car come yet?"

"Oh, I parked in the underground parking lot."

The girl immediately put a hand in front of her mouth, made a gesture of zipping, and said, "Don't worry, we won't talk about it, and we won't go down with you! The parking lot area belongs to chasing private interests." !"

When Wen Yumang is at a loss, he thinks that he is also a 5g network person, and sometimes he can't understand what the children are saying now.

How come I've never seen these things in Super Talk?

But Wen Yumang just nodded, and waved goodbye to them again: "You have been standing for at least two hours, right? Go home early, pay attention to safety on the road, it is best to soak your feet in hot water before going to bed, be careful second My legs are sore. Oh, by the way, do you have a group? Remember to tell each other that you’re safe when you get home.”

"Ok!"

"Thank you, Xiaowen!"

"Do not worry!"

The girls laughed and waved goodbye to Wen Yumang as they spoke to each other.

The elevator arrived. There was no one at this time. Wen Yumang sat all the way to the second floor. When he saw the car, Wen Yumang was about to go forward, but suddenly realized that the car was completely dark.

What about Gu Siming, didn't he say that he was already in the car?

Wen Yumang found out Gu Siming's WeChat with some surprises, and sent him a message, but the signal in the underground parking lot was really bad. Wen Yumang didn't send a single one after working for a long time, so he simply tried to open the address book and wanted to make a call , the result is of course no signal.

The car belonged to Gu Siming, and Wen Yumang didn't have a key at all. Seeing this, he thought to forget it, or leave the parking lot first, and then send a message to Gu Siming, so he turned around and prepared to walk to the exit.

At this time, Wen Yumang suddenly felt that the car shook slightly.

Wen Yumang's first reaction was that paparazzi ambushed or enemies came to the door, but after thinking about it carefully, it was not likely.But even though the possibility had been ruled out, Wen Yumang still didn't relax his vigilance. He went to the passenger side of the car with all his guard, and gently pulled the handle, and the door opened.

Wen Yumang stood outside the car door, looked into the car speechlessly, then sighed and sat in the car.

"What's the matter with you? If you don't sit in a good position, what are you doing squatting down?"

Gu Siming got closer and whispered to him: "Close the door, close the door!"

Wen Yumang sighed again, slammed the car door behind him, then turned his head and asked Gu Siming: "What's going on?"

Gu Siming didn't know how he did it, and in the blink of an eye, he sat down from the ground to the seat with lightning speed.At this time, he had returned to his usual appearance as an elite man, and no flaws could be seen from the expression on his face.

"I'm afraid that if you have fans around you, you will be photographed."

Wen Yumang smiled, thinking to himself, isn't this a coincidence?So he repeated what the fans told him just now.

"My fans said that they would not chase them to the underground parking lot. What is this, what kind of self-seeking behavior? It seems to be saying that..."

Gu Siming frowned, and couldn't help but interrupt him: "But there are also illegitimate fans."

Hehe, during this period of time, he has made up a lot of little knowledge about star chasing. He has long known that there is a group of fans called illegitimate fans, and some illegitimate fans behave homogeneously. It's really bad.

Although compared with popular science, Gu Siming felt that he was a standard illegitimate fan, but he still made many excuses for himself. For example, he and Wen Yumang first met in reality, and he became a fan later, or...

Gu Siming decided to expel himself from fandom, and try hard to change to a new identity!

But obviously, Wen Yumang's focus is different from his.

"Illegitimate fan? What is this?"

Gu Siming shook his head: "it's nothing, it's not important."

Wen Yumang thought I'd go back and search, and changed the topic to another place: "So you don't want to be photographed, do you? Are you afraid that being posted by others will affect your image, or even the company's image?"

"No," it was Gu Siming's turn to sigh this time.

"It's not that I don't want to be photographed, it's that I'm afraid that if people photograph you and me together, there will be some bad things." Gu Siming struggled with his wording, "Rumor."

Wen Yumang didn't expect that this was what Gu Siming was worried about, so he couldn't help but stay for a moment, then slowly, slowly, the corners of his lips curled up a little bit, showing a smile, and said softly: "Aren't you stupid?"

As he said, he reached out to caress Gu Siming's slightly wrinkled suit jacket, which was the mark that Gu Siming squatted in front of the car seat just now.

Gu Siming didn't talk to him. At this moment, he felt that all the nerves in his body were concentrated in the place touched by Wen Yumang. Unfortunately, the suit jacket was a bit thick, which blocked the limbs of the two of them. Wen Yumang just patted him lightly. I patted the wrinkled place, as if being gently scratched by a feather on the side of the waist, it is easy to touch, but it is endless aftertaste.

"Is there nothing you want to say? Gu Siming?" Wen Yumang asked suddenly, his voice soft and soft, but at the end of the sentence, it seemed to be hooked.

When the young man's raised thin lips slowly uttered the three words Gu Siming, Gu Siming was a little dazed, thinking, this seemed to be the first time Wen Yumang called him by his full name.

However, Wen Yumang withdrew his hands at this moment, straightened his body, and while fastening his seat belt, he asked: "Did you stand for more than two hours just now, are your legs sore? Is it numb?"

"It's okay." Gu Siming is a smart person, quickly sorted out his emotions, and replied.

"Oh, it's really hard for you today... I didn't expect you to stand for two hours, so you might as well sit in the car." Wen Yumang sighed heavily.

There was a smile in Gu Siming's voice: "I wanted to go by myself, why did your reaction make it look like I was being persecuted."

"I care about you, hiss... you are really a person." Wen Yumang waved his fist angrily in a suit, "Oh, that's right, so why are you there today? You were accidentally bumped into by one of my lucky fans, Did you help with taking pictures?"

"..." Gu Siming was helpless. He thought he had hinted clearly. He didn't expect that Wen Yumang usually looked very smart, but when the critical moment came, his IQ went offline. He didn't react, so he had to explain. , "I want to take a picture of you."

"Really, hahahahaha! Oh, I remembered, you seem to have taken pictures of me last time. Oh, why did our President Gu suddenly change his sex and like to do this kind of thing? Ah, you How about shooting? Hurry up, take it out and let me see it."

With unconscious pampering on his face, Gu Siming handed over the camera and let Wen Yumang fiddle with it himself.

"Not bad, Mr. Gu, the photos are pretty good." Wen Yumang flipped through a few photos, and he could see that Gu Siming really took the photos with care, and he felt a little grateful in his heart, but more of them were inexplicable throbbing , he quickly restrained his emotions, and immediately returned the camera to Gu Siming, while covering up with jokes.

This time, Gu Siming did not tacitly cooperate with Wen Yumang to avoid this topic as usual. He ignored Wen Yumang's steps for the new topic, and faced his inevitable victory like a proud lion. Prey-like, stubbornly seeking an answer.

"You know you have a daddy fan, right?"

Wen Yumang thought in his heart, no way, no way, a president like you can't really be so busy, right? !But at this time, it is impossible for him to interrupt Gu Siming suddenly and prevent him from continuing. This kind of behavior is tantamount to deceiving the ears and stealing the bell. It is really meaningless. It is really better to open the skylight to speak out.

So, as Wen Yumang expected, Gu Siming calmly told Wen Yumang the truth.

"That account is mine."