Overlord, he played off

"How did he say?"

Qi Xin's voice came from the microphone, "I agreed two days ago, but I said to take it easy and give him another two days. You also know that people are still young, a little innocent, yearning for free love. ..”

With an unlit cigarette in his mouth, Jiang Xuecheng held his mobile phone in one hand and played with a lighter in the other, listening to Barabara talking endlessly, "Okay, got it."

Qi Xin obediently kept her mouth shut.

Jiang Xuecheng turned on the lighter, squinted his eyes, recalled the child's performance today, and recalled: "That child, doesn't it mean that you don't know me yet?"

Qi Xin said: "Then I definitely don't know you. If I want to meet you, I'll crawl on your bed regardless of whether you're straight or bent. I don't need to work so hard."

Jiang Xuecheng squinted, not knowing what he was thinking of, and his expression was obviously joyful. He closed the lid of the lighter with a "snap", and ordered: "Go and tell the manager of July, if he asks, just say ..."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Xuecheng flicked the lighter, and the yellow and blue flame sprang out, approaching the cigarette butt. Jiang Xuecheng paused, put away the lighter and cigarette, washed the handle, sucked up the water droplets with a tissue, and walked out into the bathroom.

In the private room, Zhang Zheyan hadn't had enough trouble, even Xu Jiayu and Yu Pan were given a lot of alcohol.

Xu Jiayu took an ugly photo of Zhang Zheyan, held up her mobile phone and threatened to send it to Zhang Zheyan's fiancée, Zhang Zheyan yelled, "I'm afraid of her?" while stretching his neck to grab the phone.

Yu Pan took off his watch and put it on the table to make a fortune, and coaxed the two young ladies around him to compare drinks.

Huo Kunan sat quietly in the corner, looking down at the glass of wine in front of him, not knowing what he was thinking, but he looked a little quiet and obedient, which made Jiang Xuecheng's heart itch.

Jiang Xuecheng stepped forward and kicked Yu Pan, Yu Pan put away his watch with a humble smile, took off two jewel cuffs and poured three glasses of wine.

Jiang Xuecheng sat back beside Huo Kun, Huo Kun looked up at him, his eyes were a little drunk, and his reaction was a little slow, Jiang Xuecheng's eyes were bent, the child was drunk.

Jiang Xuecheng didn't let Huo Kun drink it anymore, nor did he drink it himself. He took a mint-flavored chewing gum from the table, unpacked it, and brought it to his mouth. With a pink tip of his tongue, he swallowed the chewing gum.

Turning around and seeing Huo Kun staring at him, Jiang Xuecheng's heart moved, and he tore off another one, tilting his head to look at Huo Kun with a smile, "Open your mouth."

Huo Kun frowned, but his thin lips tightened.

The smile in Jiang Xuecheng's eyes did not change, he stuck out his tongue and licked his lower lip.

Huo Kun's long eyelashes fluttered, his throat moved slightly, his thin lips parted a little, and a piece of chewing gum stuck on it.

Hawkun froze for a moment.

Jiang Xuecheng put his index finger against the chewing gum, and sent it to Huo Kun's mouth again.

Huo Kun hastily swallowed the sugar, I don't know if it was an illusion, Jiang Xuecheng tapped Huo Kun's lips as if nothing happened when he withdrew.

When Hawkun was thinking about whether this was his own illusion, a sentence interrupted Hawkun's thoughts, "Like mints?"

Huo Kun rubbed the candy with the tip of his tongue, and then he tasted mint candy. Perhaps he was distracted just now, which caused him to misunderstand.

To cover up his gaffe just now, Huo Kun lowered his eyes and nodded slowly.

Seeing Huo Kun's slow reaction, Jiang Xuecheng thought he was drunk and asked, "Drunk?"

Huo Kun was actually not drunk, but he just didn't want to drink too much. Who knows what this group of young masters would do if they got drunk. Hearing Jiang Xuecheng's question, he said in a slow tone: "It's okay."

Jiang Xuecheng smiled, and he didn't laugh at him, nor did he force him to admit it. He has a gentleman's thoughtfulness, and it makes people very comfortable to get along with. He just asked, "Are you going to get off work?"

"Twelve o'clock."

Jiang Xuecheng turned on his phone and took a look, it was 09:30.

Looking at Zhang Zheyan, who was drunk, Xu Jiayu, who was drunk, and Yu Pan, whose face was blushing but with light in his eyes, Jiang Xuecheng picked up the phone and said, "You performed well tonight, let your manager give you a vacation .”

Then he called Yu Pan to leave.

Huo Kun sent a few people out, watched the four get into their respective cars, and turned back.

The manager came over and said, "Xiao Huo, you performed well tonight, go back and rest, and I will give you a record until twelve o'clock tonight."

Huo Kun thought about what Jiang Xuecheng said before leaving, his thin lips pursed, and he remembered his purpose tonight, this trip was nothing.

He only knew from the conversation between the four of them that they were Zhang Zheyan, Yu Pan, and Xu Jiayu, but the names of the four young masters had never been mentioned. , is completely unaware.

Huo Kun was a little puzzled, several of them were clearly good friends, why did the other three call them by their first names, with the exception of these four?

"Manager, I haven't thanked the fourth young master for taking care of me, and I don't know who the fourth young master is?"

Something flashed in the manager's eyes when he heard the words, and he remembered Qi Xin's advice on the phone, and his heart was true, so he laughed, and said according to Qi Xin's phone: "The fourth young master is Zhang Shao's cousin, the fourth eldest in the family, and Ji Si few."

Huo Kun's eyes drooped slightly, and his surname was Ji, so he was not Star King's Mr. Jiang.

It doesn't look like age.

On Saturday, the 5th anniversary party of the Tomato.com video platform was held, and there were a lot of big names in the circle. It was a good time to expand contacts, and it was also Jin Sibo's first appearance after taking Huo Kun.

Huo Kun didn't have a dress for the party, and the brand lease would not give Huo Kun a little transparency like Huo Kun, who is not yet famous or has no works.

The ones that can be borrowed are either outdated or unfit. Huo Kun is used to it, and he has no right to be picky and disliked. The entertainment industry is a place with distinct levels. Huo Kun has always followed the company's arrangements in this regard.

Wear what you give.

After Jin Sibo took Huo Kun with him, he assigned Huo Kun an assistant, Guo Quan.

When the assistant brought in the clothes, Huo Kun had just finished putting on his make-up, and walked in and out of the room with the make-up artist.The little assistant held the clothes like he was holding a pile of diamonds, and told Huo Kun: "Brother, wear it carefully."

Huo Kun thought that Jin Sibo used the clothes rented by his contacts, nodded, "OK."

Unexpectedly, when he finished speaking, his assistant Guo Quan muttered in a low voice: "This is the clothes sent by Mr. Jiang, it must be very expensive."

Huo Kun paused when he heard this, "Boss Jiang?"

Guo Quan said: "Yes, I heard from the lady at the front desk that Qi Tezhu came to the company with clothes from outside in the morning, and the clothes appeared in President Jin's office in the afternoon."

Huo Kun's eyes sank, suppressing the discomfort in his heart, he said after a while: "I see."

The little assistant closed the door and went out. Huo Kun took out his clothes, and smelled a faint fragrance at the tip of his nose. The wood tone was very special, like bluegrass in the snow of an ancient temple, elegant and low-key with a touch of Zen.

Huo Kun frowned, always felt that the smell was a bit familiar, as if he had smelled it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it.

Jin Sibo is an ace agent. He has brought top-notch, best actor, and queen actresses. He has a lot of contacts and his personal ability is also very good. Now he basically doesn't take anyone with him. It's all because of Jiang Xuecheng that he can take Huo Kun.

Huo Kun knew this very well, and knew even more that even if Jiang Xuecheng brought him with him, Jin Sibo would probably be reluctant.

But he didn't want Jin Sibo to be far gentler than imagined, and completely different from the harsh appearance Huo Kun imagined.

After most of the party, Jin Sibo took Huo Kun to introduce a lot of people, so he let him relax and chat with old friends by himself.

Huo Kun stood in an inconspicuous corner, his eyes swept across the field.

"Looking for someone?"

Huo Kun looked back, it was Jin Sibo.

"Brother Jin."

Jin Sibo nodded, "Who are you looking for?"

Huo Kun shook his head, "No one."

Jin Sibo smiled gently, and didn't press any more questions, but suddenly said without thinking, "Mr. Jiang never shows up on such occasions."

Huo Kun blinked and stared at the wine glass in his hand, as if he didn't hear it.

Jin Sibo glanced at Huo Kun, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more gentle.

Huo Kun worked in the nightclub for almost a month, and he never saw Mr. Jiang, but he always heard some news. His face was soft, his wrist was ruthless, he was prosperous, but he was not a womanizer, a workaholic, even if he was a friend of Mr. Jiang In his mouth, he is also a perennial abstinent person.

How can a person's character be hidden from outsiders, but not from friends.If Mr. Jiang's friends say that he is an abstinent person, then how can such means be used to force him to keep him?

Maybe this person is so scheming and good at disguising that he won't tear off that layer of fake skin even in front of those so-called friends, or maybe it's because of these friends that he has never made a heart-to-heart relationship.

Huo Kun didn't know what the truth was, but he knew a little bit.This person who has never shown his face is so well-reviewed by the outside world, even if he is impeccable in the mouth of his friends, he must be a person who cares about his reputation very much.

What a person cares most about is often his weakness.

Huo Kun didn't get nothing.

After two days of work, it will be a full month, and Huo Kun is going to leave after getting his salary.The news has been found out, and the time limit given by Qi Xin is about to expire, and the work that Jin Sibo arranged for him will be put on the agenda soon, he has no time and need to stay in the nightclub.

But two days before resigning, Huo Kun met the Fourth Young Master again in July.

Without waiting for Huo Kun to take the initiative, the manager directly called Huo Kun to the box where Jiang Xuecheng was.

There were a lot of people in the box, friends brought by Zhang Zheyan, there were seven or eight people, this time they didn't call Miss, and didn't ask Huo Kun to serve the Fourth Young Master, Huo Kun just waited aside, watching the group of people chatting and laughing.

Fourth Young Master was sitting in the middle of the crowd, with a glass of wine in his hand, chatting with the people around him casually. He was not very enthusiastic, and others didn't feel left out, and they always wanted to take him with them in their words.

Since he entered the box, he never gave Huo Kun a look. It seems that a busy person like him has long forgotten the waiter he chatted with half a month ago.

On the way, the Fourth Young Master got up to go to the toilet, passed Huo Kun, and suddenly frowned. Huo Kun thought he recognized him, but he only heard him click his tongue, and said lazily: "It's crooked."

Huo Kun was stunned for a moment, and then saw him stretch out his slender fingers, pinching his bow tie to straighten it.

It seemed that it was just out of obsessive-compulsive disorder, and then turned and left, still not recognizing his appearance.

Huo Kun was stunned for a moment, his throat tightened, and he felt that the tie was a little tight.

When leaving, Huo Kun took Jiang Xuecheng's coat and left it for him. Suddenly, he felt a familiar smell of perfume on the tip of the pen. Huo Kun was stunned, and the tip of his nose smelled a faint fragrance, woody, very special, like an ancient temple in the snow. The bluegrass is elegant and low-key with a bit of Zen.

He seemed to have smelled this smell three times, the first time it was on the clothes for the party in June this year, the clothes that Mr. Jiang gave last time, and this time, it was on the clothes of Fourth Young Master.

Huo Kun's pupils shrank, as if he understood something.He looked at Si Shao suddenly.

Is this Fourth Young Master Jiang Fourth Young Master or Ji Fourth Young Master!

Just as I was thinking about it, I heard someone greet me outside, "Mr. Jiang! Long time no see..."

Huo Kun only felt that his mind was blurred, his whole body was a little groggy, and a coolness surged up from his back.

This Fourth Young Master is Mr. Jiang!

He always knew who he was!You are playing him!

The author has something to say: update will be stopped for one day tomorrow, V will be updated according to the list before V, and V will be updated with [-] a day later.