Black Lotus is reborn, from campus to rich family

Beijing Airport is crowded with people.

Many paparazzi were squatting not far away, holding cameras and ready to take pictures at any time.

A large group of fans gathered behind.

"When will Yanyan's flight arrive? I heard there was heavy rain in Country M and the flight was delayed for an hour."

"Yanyan is the most punctual. She would definitely not have missed us if it weren't for the unavoidable circumstances."

"Ah, I haven't seen Yanyan for a year. I wonder if Yanyan has become more beautiful."

A group of fans chattered and waited outside the airport with banners.

In the first-class cabin, Bai Chenyan glared at the assistant in front of him with an impatient look on his face: "Hurry up, aren't you ready yet? The plane is almost here."

Several assistants were sweating profusely and waving their hands holding makeup brushes.

Several people were gathered around the seat, and if they were not careful they would squeeze the person next to them.

It would be easier to talk to if there were young people sitting next to me, but there was a group of burly men sitting next to me.

They were all dressed in black suits and big sunglasses. They said nothing and had serious expressions.

The assistant complained bitterly and asked this little guy to get up early, but he insisted on staying in bed and even wanted to sleep after getting on the plane.

Fortunately, they woke up halfway through the flight, otherwise they would have been in trouble if they had to meet their fans without makeup.

Bai Chenyan urged with a mirror in hand: "Here, the eyeliner is crooked, didn't you see? What did you do to them?"

The plane was slightly bumpy, and several assistants were busy wiping off and reapplying their eyeliner. I accidentally bumped into the big guy next to me.

Several men quickly gathered around and, without saying a word, surrounded the girls, like a group of hills surrounding a basin.

Everyone around noticed the movement here.

The assistant turned pale with fear and quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do that."

The man who was hit had short silver and black hair and a full beard under his sunglasses.

He didn't react at all. He put his hands together to his lips, smiled slightly, and said in fluent Chinese: "It's okay."

He turned to the bodyguards around him and said something in the language of M country.

The men around looked at each other, took a step back and returned to their seats, still paying attention to what was happening here.

Bai Chenyan was also startled. She shrank into her seat without saying a word, looking at the offending assistant with a condemning look.

The rest of the journey was very quiet. The man closed his eyes and rested, and didn't seem to care about the previous episode.

When we arrived at our destination, no one around us in the first-class cabin moved.

The man stood up first, and the bodyguards behind him followed quietly and orderly. Only after they left did the others dare to follow.

Fans surrounded the airport entrance and stretched a long banner.

The first thing we saw was a group of men in black walking out in a well-trained manner, and the crowd erupted in screams:

"Ahhhhhh, Yanyan!"

"Is he a bodyguard? He's so handsome and impressive!"

The flashbulbs went off and the "bodyguards" quickly gathered in a circle, surrounding their boss in the middle.

Their expression was extremely tense, and they were still wondering, had their whereabouts been exposed? Impossible, this transaction with the Bai family was known only to them, and the Bai family would not be so foolish as to reveal their identities.

Several people surrounded the boss and quickly got into the car. The sturdy bulletproof car protected them tightly.

"Boss, what about those women just now?"

Fu Mang shook his head: "Bai family, don't move."

"Yes."

the other side.

Fans complained: "No way, he is not responsible at all. He was supposed to protect Yanyan, but why did he leave before Yanyan came out?"

"Yan Yan should change a security company. Bad review."

"That's right, let Yanyan fire them all."

As a student at Peking University, Bai Chenyan entered the entertainment industry in her freshman year and went to study in Country M as an exchange student for a year in her sophomore year. Now that she is back, her agency wanted to take advantage of this airport photo to create a hot search to build momentum.

But they didn't expect that the first hot search this time would be.

Bai Chenyan's bodyguard is incompetent.

The agent's eyes went dark, but there was no way to save the situation. At most, he could just make it a positive trending search.

As a result, within twenty minutes, all the hot searches were completely removed, and there was no trace of it.

Even when the three words "Bai Chenyan" were typed out, there was not a single photo of them at the airport today.

-

Yu Suiwan sat in the office and scrolled through the trending searches on his phone.

Lu Zhan called.

"Wanwan, what are you doing?"

Yu Suiwan leaned back in a soft leather chair. The office was dim, with only the light from his phone shining on his face, which was as still as a jade. "I'm getting ready for lunch. What's wrong?"

Thinking of Lu Zhan's last words, he paused and added, "How was your work today?"

Lu Zhan was stunned for a moment, a deep smile appeared in his eyes, and only the corners of his lips were raised.

In the end, I couldn't help laughing out loud.

Assistant Cheng and the department manager pushed the door open with documents in hand. They immediately saw Lu Zhan leaning on the sofa, his eyes smiling so hard that they were about to melt into deep wrinkles.

Without hesitation, he turned and left with the project manager.

The project manager was still standing outside the door like a fool, holding the plan.

"Just now—was that Mr. Lu?"

Assistant Cheng patted him on the shoulder and said, "You're lucky, kid. Come back in half an hour. Even if your proposal is shit, Mr. Lu won't scold you."

The project manager was flattered: "Really?"

Assistant Cheng was used to it: "This is the charm of the future boss lady."

Lu Zhan didn't pay any attention to what happened just now. His words were filled with joy and relief: "Everything went well, baby."

Pushing the envelope.

A hint of discomfort flashed across Yu Suiwan's face, and he changed the subject: "What do you want from me?"

Lu Zhan was very happy: "Fu Mang is here."

Yu Suiwan looked at the trending search: "I knew about it ten minutes ago. Oh, you came with your fiancée."

Lu Zhan was confused: "What fiancée?"

Yu Suiwan curled his lips and said, "Why, did you forget your fiancée from your previous life so quickly?"

Lu Zhan remembered something and said helplessly: "Wanwan, that's fake. I never agreed to it at all. You are the only one in my heart."

Yu Suiwan didn't want to argue with him about the past life, so she just said coldly: "No matter whether she is or not, I will not let her go this time."

After saying that, he hung up the phone without waiting for Lu Zhan to speak.

Lu Zhan looked at the hung up call with a dark face, his teeth itching with anger.

Bai Chenyan!

The dream of rebirth was so beautiful that I forgot about these rats crossing the street.

Soon, there was a regular knock on the door.

"Mr. Lu."

The project manager walked in with a relaxed look and handed over the project plan.

Lu Zhan's face frowned, and it became darker the more he looked at it, and he pushed the plan back.

……

Half an hour later, the project manager rushed out of the office with a painful look on his face and went to find Assistant Cheng angrily.

"Didn't you say that Mr. Lu would eat shit today?"

Assistant Cheng helplessly spread his hands: "You have to know that the probability of Mr. Lu being in a bad mood is only one in a thousand, and you are that chosen one."

The project manager was still furious, and his sparse hair was almost standing on end.

It seems that he has indeed suffered the darkest moment of his life.

Assistant Cheng comforted him: "How about this, you reply to him with an OK gesture in the work group, just think of it as a flick on his head."

Project Manager: …