I turn people upside down by acting

If it were a powerless starlet, he might really succumb to this person's lust, but he is different, Cen Yuan, his career in the entertainment industry for more than ten years has forced him to restrain his arrogance .

He is a low-key person, but he is not low-key in his actions. To say that he is kind is before his bottom line has been violated. Now...

Cen Yuan slightly lowered his chin, his eyes changed into a kind of extreme indifference, and he asked in a deep voice: "I must go?"

The voice was cold and crisp like jade and stone, making people who heard it feel as if they had been soaked in a cold pool all of a sudden.

Hearing his voice, the supervisor suddenly became agitated. His intuition was not good, and he looked over subconsciously, but saw Cen Yuan's submissive posture. He only thought it was his own illusion, and said with a firm attitude: "Of course."

He grinned obscenely: "It's okay if you don't go, anyway, we have a lot of spokespersons here."

The implication is that if he doesn't agree, he will change, and he doesn't even bother to cover up.

Cen Yuan raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes were as clear as ice and snow in winter, the director looked over again, he still had that docile look.

Satisfied, he led the people into the office without forgetting to lock it.

Sawyer gritted his teeth and watched them go away, and rushed out with the camera in his hand, completely ignoring the call of the person in charge.

in the office.

Although Cen Yuan was already vigilant, it was inevitable that he would have mood swings when facing the opposite director.

The director over there has already taken out the contract from the bookshelf.

A few thin sheets of paper were spread out on the table, the director looked at Cen Yuan, the smile on his face gradually widened, and he said confidently: "This is the contract you want, but I have kept it carefully."

As he said that, he began to make a move on Cen Yuan.

Cen Yuan turned around and dodged in the past, the Director's lustful eyes turned around him, Cen Yuan suppressed his nausea and stared at him.

His eyes were cold, and there was no trace of panic.

It made the malicious director hesitate and dare not act rashly again, but this only made him calm down for a while, and soon, the bold director couldn't hold back himself.

No matter what you say today, you have to taste the taste of this person!

This time he has learned a lot, and directly asked Cen Yuan, saying: "I will put the contract here today, if you are obedient... I will give it to you."

As if thinking of something, he made two hey heys, and rubbed his short and fat palms against each other, looking even more obscene.

"Then what if I don't agree?"

Cen Yuan looked at him provocatively, his eyes had already cooled down, and his eyes became colder and colder, making the fat director opposite him suffocate, fearful and at the same time, a strong sense of conquest rose in his heart.

He was so itchy that he wanted to kill him on the spot.

Sawyer, who had been peeping outside the door, was breathless. Looking at this fat man, he was no longer just annoying. He was simply an eyesore. His mind was running fast, and he was already thinking that it would be more convenient to kick the door from that angle.

Cen Yuan glanced lazily, it seemed that he didn't pay much attention to the person, and almost knocked him down.

The director flew straight up.

Before Cen Yuan could use his trump card to save himself, there was a loud bang at the door, and the office door was kicked open abruptly. Cen Yuan took a look and found that the keyhole had been deformed.

The director was frightened and softened on the spot, if it wasn't for the table behind him supporting his huge body, he would have sat down on the ground long ago.

"You, what are you doing!"

The director's face was pale, and he scolded him fiercely, and even started to stutter, obviously frightened.

Cen Yuan didn't expect Sawyer to be so powerful, so he couldn't help but look at Sawyer in surprise, who knew that the person who was proud a moment ago softened immediately, Cen Yuan looked at him as if he was very shy, no, his face All red.

When Suoya treated the director, he was not as gentle as he was with Cen Yuan. His face became darker and darker, and he said with hatred: "I have seen everything you did just now. Cen is the only standard I recognize. How dare you retreat?" He, I will not let you go!"

The director never thought that he would be in this situation in the blink of an eye, and the culprit of all this was because of Cen Yuan, he hated Cen Yuan very much.

The director also knew that as long as he agreed to Sawyer's conditions, it would not be a problem to let Cen Yuan be the spokesperson, but he just couldn't swallow it.

He yelled at Sawyer in a vicious voice: "If you want to leave, leave quickly! We mortal OLs don't lack you as a photographer. If the old ones don't go, the new ones won't come!"

Sawyer: Just wait for him to admit it obediently...huh?

what did he say?

This is not what he thought!

Sawyer looked at the director mockingly and in shock. He probably had never seen such a stupid person before, and was frightened for a while.

Cen Yuan also agreed.

This man has been soaked in amniotic fluid in his mother's womb for a long time, his brain is flooded!

Everyone knows that Sawyer has superb shooting skills, is a top master in the photography circle, and has a detached status, but Cen Yuan has an 888 plug-in, and knows that Sawyer's identity is not ordinary. His mother is a foreign duke, and his father is the current head of a foreign chaebol. , the company has a lot of big brands, as far as he knows, there seems to be a brand of Mortal OL.

Thinking of this, the corners of Cen Yuan's mouth curled up, as if he was watching another good show.

Sawyer: ...

It was a great shame, and he ran out in a hurry.

Cen Yuan thought it was a pity in his heart, his eyes circled around the contract on the table, just one contract——

"Ding, the system has a new task released, please pay attention to the host to check it!"

The mechanical sound of 888 interrupted Cen Yuan's thoughts. It was another new task. Cen Yuan felt that something was wrong, and he didn't want to open it.

Sensing the host's resistance, 888 was so anxious that he became angry, and the code was almost twisted by himself, "The host must not have such thoughts, the tasks issued by the system are all for the host's future, a small goal is like A brick, every time the host completes a small goal, it is adding bricks and tiles to your road to becoming a god, and one day, it will make love... ahem, it will make the host reach..."

Cen Yuan frowned and interrupted 888's tirade. It turned out that he was not defeated by the principles of the system, but by its nagging.

Cen Yuan almost knelt down and begged for it: "888, don't force me, isn't it just to do the task? Okay! I'll do whatever I want, so take it!"

"Ding, new mission: get the spokesperson of the mortal OL in the bag, and the reward-good luck!"

Cen Yuan asked 888 in disappointment, "What's the use of this good luck?"

888: "It's useful, give a kiss to the person you kiss, and at the same time say 'good luck' to temporarily transfer luck, even good luck can't stop it!"

A bit tasteless.

Cen Yuan suddenly felt that there was someone who was very suitable for him, but, "Can I kiss myself for the system?"

888: "... What do you think?"

Oh, that just won't work.

After thinking about it, he should know, Cen Yuan said again: "Then how long can the good luck last?"

"Kissing hands for five days, kissing faces for fifteen days, and kissing lips for one month!"

Ha ha……

Cen Yuan didn't come back until seven or eight in the evening.

888 has been nagging in his ears very vigorously, isn't it because he came back late.

This brings up Wei Zhao's previous rules. There is a gate control at home, and it is usually locked at eight o'clock. Of course, it does not rule out that sometimes you can't come back because of some things, but this is usually reported.

Like Cen Yuan today, he wandered outside so much that he didn't want to leave, he didn't make calls or send messages, and he played until eight o'clock in one go.

It's a bit bad, the reason why 888 is so nagging is because he is worried about him.

It's a pity that Cen Yuan didn't take it seriously at all, and patted the backpack behind him, he puffed out his chest proudly, just watch, how could the boss be willing to punish him!

888: Thinking of the situation when Tian was transferred from the surveillance, silently praying for the host...

Cen Yuan was very proud when he entered the door, but he pushed the door open, which shows that Wei Zhao is still very tolerant.

He walked in lightly, seeing darkness in front of him, and the room was quiet, as if he had traveled to another place in an instant.

Cen Yuan: QAQ is scary!Where's the boss? !

He rubbed his cold arms, and the hairs on his back stood up in fright.

"888, it's so dark that I can't see the way, call up your real-time navigation to help me."

He stumbled around the room, and finally couldn't bear to seek foreign help after a while.

Rarely, 888 was silent.

Cen Yuan frowned, still unable to figure out what was going on with it, and was about to ask again, when all the lamps above his head were turned on at once.

Dazzling, scorching, the strong light made him close his eyes tightly.

It's so bright, I feel like I'm going blind.

Cen Yuan rubbed his sore eyes, and slowly opened them after buffering for a while.

It was only then that he saw clearly that there was only one person sitting on the sofa in the hall, and he gasped suddenly, his heart sank.

It's Wei Zhao.

"888, why didn't you tell me he was here?!"

Thinking of the stupid thing he did just now, Cen Yuan just wanted to cover his face, blah blah~ He doesn't want to live...

888 was an eye-opener,... She should have known what kind of person the host is, with such a rich inner drama, it would be a shame not to be an actor.

The author has something to say:

I know that my writing is not good, and I have returned to Caven recently. I am so sad, I have no inspiration and no brain, and I want to take a break for a while.

Well, I am thinking about it again, and I will definitely work hard to write the article. This chapter is relatively short, but I still want to comment, so leave a comment~ Sipilailian.jpg