The whole world thought I was a victim of [Quick Transmigration]

To resolve this embarrassing atmosphere, it is actually very simple.

Jiang Mian raised her smiling eyes, looked at Yan Lin, and took a few steps forward unhurriedly.

Yan Lin couldn't help but want to retreat a bit, but he had no way to retreat after being seen through.

I can only pretend that nothing happened, and quietly hold the pen tighter.

"No.1 civilian hospital." Jiang Mian finished softly, and put the schedule on the desk.

"……thanks."

The gazes meet for a moment, then Jiang Mian's gaze slowly rises again, sweeping over his burning eartips vaguely, with almost no concealment of playfulness.

This made Yan Lin feel restless and indescribably dangerous.

This line of sight seemed to be able to peel off his clothes bit by bit.

This person seems to know too much about himself from the inside out.

He was taken aback by his thoughts growing wildly like wildfire, and quickly collected himself, trying not to show a evasive expression, his lips were slightly pursed, but the redness of the tips of his ears became more and more obvious.

But then Jiang Mian just bent his eyes and smiled, took away the stark gaze, took the time to straighten his cuffs, turned and left, and never gave Yan Lin another look.

Leaving Yan Lin sitting where he was, silently thinking about everything just now, slowly raising his hand to cover his face.

Actually, the distance between Jiang Mian and Yan Lin is only a wall.

Jiang Mian made coffee for himself, added a lot of fresh milk, and turned on the computer leisurely.

The smile on his lips lasted for a long time.

Jiang Mian can understand many things with just one face-to-face meeting.

For example, Yan Lin is a thin-skinned person, but he is used to subconsciously holding on, pretending that he is in good condition.And he looks... with a pretty fragile stomach.Maybe pay more attention later on.

so cute.

But Jiang Mian doesn't want to be too proactive now.

He wanted to see what stupid things his wife could do.

This morning, Jiang Mian went to and from the CEO's office several times, but after finishing talking about work, he stopped talking to Yan Lin.

After all, you can't talk about personal matters during work, this is Mr. Yan's own request.

Whether he will feel anxious or not.

During the lunch break, Jiang Mian quickly mixed into the crowd in the cafeteria.

The office building of Huanyu Headquarters has more than 50 floors, and the main office areas are concentrated on the top. You can only enter with an ID card with special permissions.Therefore, even the cafeteria is divided into four, and there is even a special vegetarian restaurant on the ground floor, which is very popular among idols who need to manage their diet.

Of course, Jiang Mian only picks the food with the highest calories.

He doesn't need to take the initiative to find a topic, someone will sit with a plate and chat with him, because this "myopia operation" is equivalent to a facelift.

Some people even thought that some little idol went to the wrong cafeteria... Even if the real difference between Jiang Mian and the original owner was only the difference in temperament.

However, in the situation where the situation has not been fully understood, it is also in Jiang Mian's mind for others to take the initiative.

He put his chin up and smiled calmly. While scooping up the ice cream pudding at the dessert station with a small spoon, he found out the names and positions of many colleagues along the way.

The cold creme brulee was so delicious, Jiang Mian narrowed her eyes in satisfaction.

The food in the cafeteria is not allowed to take away, but it is free for all Huanyu employees to eat as much as they want.Thinking of this, Jiang Mian's quietly accumulated anger slowly dissipated a little.

wife wise!

So in the afternoon, Yan Lin was once again at a loss by Jiang Mian's smiling appearance.

"President Yan, He Ning is already in the waiting room." Secretary Jiang's voice was gentle and gentle, as if he was deliberately rubbing the tip of his heart.

Yan Lin repeatedly warned himself to stay calm, but ended up being silent for a few seconds before saying with difficulty, "Let him in."

Jiang Mian curled the corners of her lips, pretending that Quan didn't pay attention: "Alright Mr. Yan."

And Yan Lin's fingers tightened slowly.

He could tell that Secretary Jiang must be laughing at him again.

Fortunately, He Ning successfully diverted Jiang Mian's attention, which made Yan Lin heave a sigh of relief.

"System, system, here we come!"

[Beep——Recording mode is on. 】

Of course Jiang Mian will pay attention to He Ning, because he is the protagonist of this popular novel in the entertainment industry - He Xingming.

He Ning is his real name.

As for why the Huanyu Group became cannon fodder, it is also inextricably linked with the protagonist Shou.

The protagonist, Shou, is still a little-known [-]th line. A while ago, because of his role as a villain, he became popular on the Internet, and the number of Weibo fans skyrocketed by hundreds of thousands.

His ambition immediately swelled, and he began to be dissatisfied with the current contract treatment. He wanted to change his agent, want to accept more endorsements, and even threatened to terminate the contract.

And Yan Lin felt that this appointment was a waste of his time.

He only mentioned to He Xingming in a cold tone that the resources invested by the company in cultivating him cannot be compared with hundreds of thousands of fans.

If you can afford to lose money, then just terminate the contract.

Afterwards, no matter how ugly He Xingming's face was, or how he tried to increase the threat, Yan Lin didn't care much, and calmly said, "Seeing off the guests."

This artist's mind is not right, even if he stays, he will be in trouble, and he can already be given up.

Huanyu mainly focuses on film and television investment, and its evergreen tree-like movie kings and queens and big flowers and small flowers are countless. Normally speaking, there is no problem with Yan Lin's choice and attitude.

Only Jiang Mian knows that Galaxy Entertainment, which Yan Lin hates the most, is about to sign the protagonist Shou and pay him liquidated damages.

And soon after, He Xingming will be "lucky" to become a flying guest of a popular variety show, and have various sparks with Gong Gong, the protagonist of the rich second generation and actor, so he is invited to participate in the film, and then gradually in the process of filming Zhong and the protagonist Gong fall in love, step by step towards becoming popular...

In fact, Galaxy Entertainment is just a stepping stone. He Xingming soon switched jobs again and joined the independent studio of the protagonist Gong. Therefore, he frequently appeared on the trending searches and harvested waves of CP fans.

At the same time, it will be revealed that there will be unequal treatment in Huanyu, the "sky-high liquidated damages" with unreasonable words, and countless black materials that squeeze and block Xuezang's little idols.

But to be honest, Huanyu's treatment in the industry is already quite good, and the resources and contacts are all first-class. Even the [-]th-line idols have many opportunities to go abroad for training and exposure every year.I can't bear the fact that some people deliberately distort the facts and buy trolls to smear them all day long.

And He Xingming's thinking is too good, he is just a small fire now, and he wants to upgrade his contract to the same treatment as the actress' first sister... There is no other possible way except for the domineering actor to fall in love with him.

Jiang Mian did not intend to prevent He Xingming from leaving.

His thoughts were the same as Yan Lin's, the protagonist Shou was indeed hopelessly hopeless.But this does not prevent Jiang Mian's recording backup.

Because as a secretary, Jiang Mian knew very well that there was no radio camera in the CEO's office, and the protagonist Shou probably also knew about it... That's why he later dared to fabricate his "tragic" experience when he terminated the contract with Huanyu after he was backed by capital.

However, every word He Xingming said today was really not decent.

Seeing the protagonist Shou open the door with a livid face, Jiang Mian could already imagine what kind of surprises he could bring him in the future.He is looking forward to it.

Yan Lin never took He Xingming seriously, but at this moment he quietly speculated on Jiang Mian's expression.

Secretary Jiang seems to be more interested in this white and tender young idol...

He didn't dare to ask too much, but he was a little depressed.

In the evening, Jiang Mian accompanied Yan Lin to the wrap-up banquet.

Jiang Mian was very touched when he heard that this kind of activity would be counted as overtime pay.

The name "Wrong Conferred God" is a bit strange, but now the trailer is extremely popular on the Internet.

Xianxia big ip, well-produced, with a grand background, sadomasochism and love for three lives, plus a star starring with guaranteed box office, you can make money with your eyes closed.Huanyu invested a lot, and the main actors are basically artists from their own company.

Director Li is also an uncle who looks a bit weird, but he actually owns a mine at home, and he is also very good at shooting large-scale commercial films, and he is rampant in the industry.

Except for Huanyu, not many people can get a share.

And at the wrap-up banquet, Yan Lin would obviously be the most sought after object.

Jiang Mian was standing quietly by the side, not wanting to join in, but Yan Lin pulled away the chair beside her and offered Jiang Mian to sit down too.

The box was quiet for a moment, and then became lively again.

There are a few young actors at the end of the table, and they even cast a knowing look at Jiang Mian.

Jiang Mian smiled indifferently, and sat down calmly.

After all, this kind of misunderstanding is likely to recur frequently in the future...

He was so close to Yan Lin that he could even smell a faint scent of cologne.But Jiang Mian didn't make any small moves, just focused on staring at the seafood feast in front of him, picking out a lot of food that didn't need to be peeled and picked.

Yan Lin became completely nervous.

His head was buzzing, his mind was not on the dinner table at all, and he subconsciously took a few sips from his cup when his artist gave him a toast.

Only then did Yan Lin realize that at some point, Jiang Mian had secretly replaced his wine with boiled water.

This is what a competent secretary should do.

Tonight's drink is indispensable. Yan Lin originally planned to go back and take stomach medicine, but unexpectedly...he looked at Jiang Mian carefully again.

Sensing Yan Lin's gaze, Jiang Mian turned his face and blinked lightly.

"Shh."

"……Um."

The redness on the tips of the ears couldn't be covered up, the boiled water became more and more like wine the more you drank it.

When everyone became excited under the influence of alcohol, Director Li, who was originally calm, also became excited after drinking.

He looked past Yan Lin, looked straight at Jiang Mian, and said loudly, "Are you Huanyu's new kid? You are so handsome, Mr. Yan has a good eye!"

Jiang Mian's eyes slightly curved: "Director Li is admirable. I'm Mr. Yan's secretary. We should have met twice last week."

"Yes, yes, you are not Xiao Jiang! You really can't accept it, look at my broken memory, why didn't I recognize you at all?"

Jiang Mian thought for a while, and took out the thick black-rimmed glasses that had been idle for a day from his pocket.He put it on carefully, then imitated the temperament of the original owner and lowered his head slightly, showing a restrained and dull face.

Huanyu's most recently promoted Xiaohua Linqing, who happened to be sitting across from Jiang Mian, couldn't help covering her mouth after witnessing the whole process, and said, "Wow, it's amazing!"

With the drunkenness, Director Li's attitude became more and more exaggerated: "Xiaojiang, really, if you have the opportunity to quietly come to me to play a role while your family is away, is it okay? It is definitely suitable for you!"

"You're joking," Jiang Mian took off his glasses and said with a quick smile, "Thank you, Director Li, for your appreciation. Come, let me toast you."

At the same time, Yan Lin could no longer understand his own mood.

When Director Li said "Your Mr. Yan", he was obviously very happy.

But when he found out that Jiang Mian was going to toast to others, Yan Lin suddenly had the urge to snatch that wine glass away right now.

What is going on today?It's like he's bewitched.

Rather, from the moment he drank that cup of coffee that was too suitable for his taste, some unpredictable changes have taken place in this world.

Yan Lin wanted to find the answer, but Jiang Mian... seemed to be deliberately ignoring him.

Although he answers every question and is dedicated to his duties, except for work matters, he doesn't say a word to him.

Logically speaking, this is the secretary Yan Lin wanted.

But this unbearable feeling of restlessness made Yan Lin always feel that there were ants crawling on his body.

After the wrap-up banquet, Jiang Mian turned around and called a taxi for himself when Yan Lin was sent to the car.

It was as if he hadn't seen Yan Lin hesitate to speak before the car door closed.

Of course, no one else can see it.

Because in most cases, Yan Lin has that expressionless and indifferent look.Only Jiang Mian knew what he was holding on to.

"Hmph, I don't want to worry about him today."

Anyway, Yan Lin has a dedicated life assistant, and Jiang Mian is usually only responsible for writing reports, attending meetings, answering the phone, accompanying him on business trips, accompanying him for meals... and so on.

It's not Jiang Mian's responsibility to send the boss home, it's time to get off work!

The taxi drove slowly towards the original owner's house along the navigation route, and unknowingly drove into a narrow dirt road, and the buildings and lights on the roadside became more and more sparse.

Jiang Mian raised her eyebrows and looked through the taxi records on her phone.

The original owner seems to live far away from the city center, and the fare is not low, so there are only a few records of taking a taxi, and they are all concentrated in the few days when he went to the Huanyu headquarters for an interview.

If Jiang Mian's guess is correct, then the so-called "home" will also be a dilapidated low-rent house.

After all, the white shirt he was wearing under his high-priced suit was simply something he couldn't wear.

As the taxi drove away, Jiang Mian stood at the stairs, folded his arms and looked at this little family living in a village in the city.

There is no elevator, the handrails are covered with old rust, the exposed wires are full of tooth marks, dust and spider webs, and there seem to be unknown creatures flying past at your feet.

"Well, it's acceptable for now."

Jiang Mian tried her best to avoid getting the spider webs on her clothes, went home lightly, and opened the door with the key.

After that, he was still shocked by this shocking scene.

Nothing at all.

There is almost nothing in this home.

The dining table is a tall round stool and the table seating is a low yellow plastic stool.

The sofa was covered with towels, the lighting was dim and the tv didn't exist.

The old air conditioner was dusty and had apparently never been turned on by the original owner.A lot of cardboard boxes and plastic bottles are neatly piled up in the corner, it seems that they are going to take time to sell them.

Jiang Mian walked into the bedroom silently. There was a set of brand-name suits in the closet that could be changed and washed. The rest of the clothes seemed to be street goods worth ten yuan.

Even the quilt and bed sheets have only one set of replacement backup, all of which have been washed and faded, and the fabric is white.

"Brother, you are really amazing..."

Jiang Mian couldn't help sighing softly, thinking about it.

According to the book, the time it took for the original owner to join Huanyu, pass the probationary period, and be promoted was not too short to say the least.

Secretary to the president, with a monthly salary of [-].

Deputy director secretary, with a monthly salary of [-].

With the addition of bonuses and Schrödinger's overtime pay, the quality of life in this city should be guaranteed, even quite good.

But how could this man be so poor? !

Jiang Mian sat down at the creaking desk, opened the drawer, and fell into shock again.

Wet tissues provided by various high-end hotels, wet tissues provided by movie theaters, snacks provided by cheap supermarkets, free biscuits in coffee shops, and even free mints taken at the entrance of many restaurants. big bag...

Jiang Mian couldn't help rubbing the center of her brows, and began to nervously check the balance of her bank card.

1 yuan and zero triangle.

There is no credit card arrears, but this month's three thousand rent has not been paid...

He never expected that he would finally be able to afford the rent in the Quick Transmigration Bureau, and instead experience this nightmare again in the small world.

"Help, where did all my money go!"

Jiang Mian turned on the phone and searched for the transfer and chat records.

He discovered that all his money had flowed into one WeChat account.

"dad."

Just one word.

Let Jiang Mian grit his teeth.

The chat history was flipped through from the beginning to the end, and the original owner did not type a word other than the transfer.

But if he didn't send money in a certain month, he would receive several long voice reminders and various shocking insults.

After scolding and receiving the money, this cheap dad will "apologize" to him, saying that he was just in a hurry, and then praise his son for his ability and make him look good.

"..." Jiang Mian, who had just experienced a beautiful and healthy family, was speechless.

This cheap dad has a bit of MLM gambling.

Now of course it is more important to survive, Jiang Mian dragged his account into the blacklist without even thinking about it.

Just as Jiang Mian was about to close WeChat and sighed a few times, a small red dot suddenly jumped out of the contacts.

Jiang Mian raised her eyebrows slightly, and opened it.

The applicant's nickname is the word "Yan", and there are no notes other than that.The portrait is also pure white.

It was only then that Jiang Mian realized that the original owner had never added Mr. Yan's WeChat, and only had a business phone number and a chat software developed by the company itself.

"Well, he's quite active this time."

It feels like the bad mood just now has been swept away.

Jiang Mian didn't pass right away, but waited for 5 more minutes after washing up before lightly pressing the accept button.

On the other side, "typing" was instantly displayed, and this line of words quickly disappeared several times, and then reappeared again and again.

"...so stupid." Jiang Mian couldn't help laughing.

As he expected, Yan Lin was not very familiar with the various functions of WeChat. There was almost nothing in Moments, and the background was pure white.Pulled to the bottom, there is a family portrait of four people, everyone except Yan Lin is smiling brightly.

Jiang Mian saved the family photo in the phone album, looked back to the chat window, and found that Mr. Yan still hadn't typed a single word.

Forget it, don't embarrass him.

【Jiang Mian: Mr. Yan, good night~】

[Yan Lin: Good night, Secretary Jiang. 】

No one would know that behind this seemingly calm reply, Yan Lin was almost out of breath with tension.

He typed this sentence carefully, and after sending it, he couldn't help but wonder if he was too boring.

When Jiang Mian happily turned off the lights and went to sleep, Yan Lin was still staring at the phone, staring at Jiang Mian's WeChat.

What does it mean that the circle of friends can be seen for three days?

I can't see any news, did Jiang Mian block him?

Jiang Mian's profile picture is a white cat.

So he likes cats a lot?

Or... just like white cats?

Yan Lin wants to know about Jiang Mian.

He wanted to find more topics for getting along tomorrow.

He was rarely able to sleep.