Excuse me, I'm a heartthrob [Quick Transmigration]

Close to the time to get off work.

Yan Zedao, who came out of the training room, was already familiar with the company's route and office location, and came near the CEO's office.

Every day at this time, he would take a look around here.In order to see the long way to get off work.Some time ago, he seldom went to work in the long-distance capital. Today, he saw the door behind the glass move.

Two people came out.Lu Yuanzhi walked out while talking with the gold broker Li Jinfeng.

He has a deep understanding of the dress for the long distance to work, no tie, dark suit, light-colored shirt, cold face, eyes focused on the center of the conversation with others.

Beside them are two bodyguards from a long distance.

Yan Zedao also searched for a lot of information about Lu Jianzhi's bodyguard.One is a bodyguard company, and the other is a retired special soldier. If you want to get on the road, you must have two bodyguards.All he could think of was shooting in the back.If he came to the front, he couldn't beat these two.

All he could see was Lu Yuanzhi, surrounded by bodyguards, passing by his side.

He rarely has the opportunity to get close to the far away.In one of the few places, Lu Yuanzhi's faint breath was smelled.Perfume is not versace, not roger & gallet, nor gucci, davidoff, ck and so on.

Also not like citrus, orange blossom, bergamot, cardamom, musk, carambola, lemon, golden kiwi, wild lily, cactus juice, verti vanilla, etc.

Lu Yuanzhi's body was straight, and he put his slender hand on Li Jinfeng's shoulder and patted it three times. The all-black suit and trousers especially set off his tall and thin body.

When he was photographing Li Jinfeng, the indifference in his eyes was much less, and there was a rare softness.

After Li Jinfeng said something, Lu Jianzhi laughed a lot.

Many office buildings saw Mr. Warren's employees, and they all looked at them respectfully and kept a distance, or greeted them as they passed by.

Yan Zedao saw the smile on Lu Yuanzhi's face, and the intimacy with his hands on Li Jinfeng's shoulders. From the eyes of others, it was just the boss's comfort to the employees, but to Yan Zedao, it was like a thorn, which made the muscles under his eyes twitch.

Then seeing Lu Meiren's snow-frozen face, her heart skipped a few times, and her surface was as calm as an ice pond.

He wanted to get closer, to move forward, to face Lu Yuanzhi squarely, but the surrounding bodyguards and Lu Yuanzhi's face returned to the coldness of the past after laughing. Yan Zedao looked at Boss Lu's back as he went away, and finally Disappear through the closed doors of the elevator.

He told himself in his heart, don't worry, the cat and the mouse have just begun.

The cat can't be too impatient, it will show its feet.

Yan Ze went back, tossing and turning, repeatedly recalling the smell of passing by during the long journey during the day.It was as light as nothing, but it was extremely cold and refreshing, as if a trickle of ice water had melted, filling the gap between the bone and the flesh.

What is it like?

Yan Zedao went to quite a few perfume shops and adjusted the perfume, but found that it couldn't match the smell.

Like the water lily, but also like the smell of snow.

Cold, extremely light, as if it would dissipate when touched.

Holding the quilt tightly, imagining that the quilt is a long way away, rubbing the quilt into his stiff body, this feeling is really fucking tormenting.

In the midst of suffering, there is also the sweetness of encouragement.

For example, in the endless tracking, he found that he was interested in a certain brand of cakes.For example, when I approached him personally, I found that he passed by me, leaving behind a faint breath.

As if it was a huge compensation, it comforted Yan Zedao's emptiness, emptiness to the point of being cold and emotionless.There is no emotion, only desire is left.

There are many kinds of desires, physical venting, and emotional appeasement.

Yan Zedao's desire was to catch the mouse, bite his slender neck, cover his mouth, and tear his body apart.Pleasure, in the imagination, sent a high court for myself.

……

The days of the training class are monotonous, boring and lengthy.

Yan Zedao would go to the floor of the president's office to look at the door when he was resting and off work.

Very rarely, you will encounter a long way from the inside.

However, finally one day, Lu Jianzhi appeared in the training class.

Yan Ze said that the newcomers were training in etiquette, sitting, standing and walking.Then in the posture etiquette training, let them learn how to deal with common reporters' questions, as well as a few simple crisis management.

"Remember, you can't hate reporters, you can't provoke the media, you have to have a good relationship with media reporters. The most basic job of an artist is not to let your emotions show."

"A high-quality artist will always show a positive side, no matter how vulgar, difficult, tempered, chaotic, etc. you are in private."

"You can only show the audience and fans the best side."

Yan Zedao had maintained his standing posture for 20 minutes, and a newcomer beside him touched his nose, making a lot of small movements.

I was stopped by the training teacher, "Stand up, it didn't take 30 minutes, so much action. When you became a star one day and sat in the stands, such poor etiquette was photographed by the reporter. news."

Yan Zedao had already filtered out these words of the elderly sissy.

His eyes wandered, imagining that person.

The slender legs, under the tight-fitting black trousers, the waist is slender, but powerful, and can burst into good waist strength at any time.It's just that the hair is a bit long, and it should be a good touch in the hand.

The complexion of the face is a bit too pale, I don't know if it's natural or acquired because I don't often sunbathe.The morbid color has added a lot of tyrannical beauty to him.

But the eyes are too indifferent, looking at everything as if there is no emotion.

There are only two things revealed in the eyes: these are his.These are not his yet.

Hua Lun is a film and television media company founded by Lu Yuan. It is a new star in China, but it has abundant funds. In addition, Lu Yuan's family has a deep background. It was listed quickly and was given the green light. A few gold medal managers came, and some popular artists under their banners, and their performance has risen rapidly in the past few years.The film and television works invested have a unique vision, which has brought a lot of fame and benefits to the company.Warren's scale is getting bigger and bigger, and it has already ranked among the top film and television companies in the industry.

Therefore, Lu Yuanzhi is considered a legend in the industry.

Too young and promising, too ambitious.

Many people coveted Warren, and many people coveted him.

But I am afraid that the distance is not so easy to be coveted.After all, the meat is too fat and covered with thorns.And it's poisonous, no one dares to touch it.

Yan Zedao still had the figure of Lu Yuanzhi in his pupils.

His brows were cold, as if he was scanning something.

In Yan Zedao's imagination, Lu Jianzhi just pushed the door open and walked in.

The newcomer beside him couldn't help but straighten his back and start a posture.Boss Warren came to inspect.It's exciting, and I can't help but want to try it out, want to show or stand out in front of the boss.

Someone already recognized Lu Dianzhi and called out "boss".

Many looked at the handsome man—

Boss Lu waved his hand and signaled, "You train yours, I'll come and take a look."

Many people couldn't hide their inner excitement, but Yan Zedao was as calm as usual.

There was no waves in his heart, his eyes were still looking straight ahead, and the figure of Lu Yuanzhi passed by in front of him.Familiar, distant.Lu Jianzhi walked up to several new female artists and took a look.

Yan Zedao's gaze fell on Lu Yuanzhi's back, and he saw that his shoulders were flat and his back was straight, and his legs were slender.

The waist is not too thin, but it looks a little too thin in the black suit.

Yan Zedao felt that the air around him was turbid, and other people's gazes were the same as his, and they seemed to fall on Lu Yuanzhi intentionally or unconsciously.

For them, Lu Jianzhi is not only a boss, but also a "star" boss.

She looks charming and charming, bewitching and bewitching.

It is yearning for the heart, but the scene stops.

What flashed in Yan Zedao's eyes was a black figure that fell on the soft bed, followed by the spray of white turbidity, and the force of the veins in his arms.

His voice was hoarse, and mucus flowed from his mouth after he couldn't close it.

The hair was pulled back violently, the curved lines were graceful, the raised neck, the bright red lips, the kiss was deeply lingering.

After looking around, Lu Jianzhi said to the sissy, "Don't train too hard, you're still just kids."

The sissy is respectful: "Yes, boss. Boss, go slowly~."

Lu Jianzhi walked out of the training room.

The newcomers around were very excited, seeing the boss up close for the first time.And the boss is not as cold and serious as he imagined.

Yan Zedao, who had been tense all the time, had cold and emotionless eyes. It had only been a few minutes since Lu Yuzhi came in. His image was outstanding among this group of newcomers, but Lu Yuzhi didn't keep his eyes on him for a moment longer.

Isn't it true that Lu Jianzhi doesn't like masculinity?

Just approached the group of female newcomers.

Yan Zedao closed his eyes, imagining the route Lu Jianzhi walked in from the door just now, and the figure he stopped in.Every time, then slow down X2, slow down X3X5X10 and so on.

He didn't smell Lu Yuanzhi's scent this time, because the distance was still a bit far away.

Only his shoulders, his profile, and his back can be seen.

Too criminal.

Seeing so little, Yan Zedao wanted to knock him down from behind.Imagine Lu Jianzhi falling on the floor, the crisp sound of being smashed, and the sound of being quickly captured and pressed to the ground, struggling to move.

Can't think any more.

Yan Zedao's blood rushed to a certain place, hard and full.

……

Another time.

Yan Zedao got off work and followed Lu Yuanzhi home.

It happened to be raining lightly that day, and then it quickly developed into heavy rain.

The whole city was a little caught off guard.

He didn't bring an umbrella along the way. He took the driver's special car. When he got down to a certain place, the driver drove away.When I came out again, I found that it was raining.

It was rush hour, so I didn't get a taxi all the way.The rain fell suddenly and people were trapped under the building.

Yan Zedao was driving his Mercedes, rolled down the window, and saw Lu Yuanzhi standing at the glass door of a certain building, waiting for the driver to pick him up, in order to avoid the rain.

Yan Zedao logically uttered the sentence he wanted to shout in his heart:

: "Boss, where are you going?"