protect my love

Xia Le meets Ming Jun at the airport.

But the situation was not going well, and with his increasingly sharp intuition, he discovered that there was something unusual in the pick-up area at the airport today.

Of course, I don't have the face to think that everyone is here for Zi Mingjun.

But this anomaly cannot be ignored after all.

He was leaning against the fence, with headphones that were not playing music.On the left, there are three or five little girls holding their mobile phones together, looking very excited.There are several other little girls not far from the right, one of them has a very penetrating voice and calls herself '朕'.

Regardless of the historical significance of this word, after the fans of the word Mingjun were collectively called the Hunjun, the word Mingjun was named Aifei, and '望' became a popular term used by fans to call themselves.

very suspicious.But he is a powerless little assistant who can't do much.

If we really want to talk about it, there are probably only two things that can be slightly remedied.

One is to sneak into those girls, which is not difficult, after all, Xia Le himself is also a small fan of Zi Mingjun.It's easy to scare the snake, not to mention that there can be tens of thousands of fans, but only one assistant, what if you get hit.

The other was something Xia Le was already doing.He has long heard that some people on social media are reselling flight information through informal channels.This phenomenon, while discouraged, is indeed the prevailing condition in certain circles.

Sure enough, Xia Le entered keywords in the search bar, and the top message seemed to be what he was looking for.

He first took a screenshot, and then studied the seemingly garbled string of obscure language.

"What are you doing?"

Xia Le looked down at his phone, not noticing anyone in front of him at all.

"Brother!" Xia Le lowered his voice and deliberately removed his surname, "It's too late, let's go."

"Huh?" Ming didn't understand the words.

When Xia Le raised his eyes, he was also startled.If he hadn't heard the voice first, he might have to distinguish it carefully before he could recognize who it was.

In front of him seemed to be an ordinary citizen who had just got off the plane and was still carrying a shopping bag in his hand.The main reason is that Zi Ming wore a mask, cleverly revealing two-thirds of his face in a very bad state, with dark circles under his eyes so deep that he couldn't hide the shadow of lying silkworms, as if he hadn't slept for 48 hours.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

"Very good." It can be seen that the mental state is indeed good.

With Zi Mingjun's current appearance, there is no need to worry about anyone recognizing him.If there is anything conspicuous about it, the figure is covered under the loose clothes, and the thin face is almost morbid.

Along the way, Xia Le was still paying attention to whether the surroundings were safe, and Zi Mingjun followed him.

"You take me to a place, then go and book a room for me, and then I can go." Zi Mingjun sat in the passenger seat and said while fastening his seat belt.

"Okay." Xia Le handed over a bottle of water, "I'll pick you up at 10:30 tomorrow morning?"

Zi Mingjun recalls that there will be an interview at noon tomorrow.

"Ah."

Xia Le received the address from Mingjun, entered it into the navigation, and was ready to go.

"Is all my stuff in the trunk?"

"Basically, they are all there. I took the car for maintenance a few days ago, and some are stored in the company." Xia Le was reversing the car, "What are you looking for?"

"Is my suit here?"

"This is here."

Zi Ming felt at ease.

"But I kept one set."

Zi Ming was worried and asked, "That set?"

"…...Red."

"..." That set of red letters has never been worn, and he doesn't even know how it appeared in his box.The last time I just glanced at it before going to the dinner party, I had a deep resistance to it.

But now it's an emergency.

He is going to see Wei Yu.

The other party invited him to a high-end restaurant, another place where he couldn't enter without wearing formal clothes.

"You chose?" Zi Mingjun laughed and asked casually.

"You haven't worn that suit yet..." Xia Le thought that this reason was reasonable.

Well, another poor child who was poisoned by strange rumors.

"I'm so extravagant, why can't I wear it anymore?" Zi Mingjun was very angry, but he couldn't say anything about this matter. The reason why he doesn't wear the same suit repeatedly in public is because he doesn't want to leave poor people behind. Image, the other is to regard yourself as a walking billboard for rent.

"...that red set is pretty nice."

"It's nice to send you off."

"Isn't that company property..."

"...I'll buy it for you as a gift, can you wear it to work every day?" Zi Mingjun is not short of money for such a set of clothes.

"I don't have your face or body." Xia Le, as a high-ranking old fan, seamlessly praised Mingjun.

Zi Mingjun has listened to Xia Le's interspersed praise in the past few months, and he has heard nothing. He shook his head to signal a truce, and turned his head to close his eyes to rest.

Finally, the car stopped in front of a certain building in the jungle of downtown buildings.

Zi Mingjun changed into formal clothes in the hotel room, and when he looked at his watch, he found that it was still half an hour early.

The restaurant we made an appointment with is also in this building, so even if we arrive 10 minutes earlier, it is enough to stay an extra 5 minutes to take the elevator.

Zi Ming stood in front of the full-length mirror, straightening his cuffs.

Although he always thought that the combination of dark red velvet was very similar to curtain cloth, the suit on him was made by someone who turned this difficult-to-handle fabric into a rather noble dress.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Zi Mingjun suddenly knelt down on one knee, stroked his heart with his right hand, and stretched forward again.At this time, there was no one in front of him that he wanted to look at affectionately.Obviously this was just a rehearsal, but he knew that sooner or later he would do this to Bai Lianxi.

Zi Mingjun took out the ring box that melted into the air, imitating the sound of opening the box, and took out an incomparably dazzling ring.Zi Mingjun has not yet imagined the appearance of the ring, the scattered light reflected by the mirror will hurt his eyes.

Practice is over.Zi Ming stood up, rearranged the collar and cuffs, patted the dust on one of the trouser legs, and went out satisfied.

When the waiter ushered Zi Mingjun into a private room, he was a little surprised. Very few restaurants with private rooms would require a dress code, so it seemed stubborn and conceited.

Until the waiter girl put away the extra tableware and boldly said: "Mr. Zi's performance costume is really beautiful."

"Thank you." Zi Mingjun responded with a smile, his brows already furrowed unconsciously.

He started to think about why he thought he needed to wear a formal suit today.

Got nothing.

Originally of moderate thickness, the tailor-made formal suit became uncomfortable when worn on the body, feeling hot and tight.

In the end, Zi Mingjun held back alone for seven or eight minutes. Wei Yu stepped into the box 8 minutes early, and said when entering the door: "Brother Zi, you just finished work, just say no, I can't wrong you Eat in costumes."

"..." Zi Mingjun smiled firmly.

"If I hadn't asked you out today, would you never have remembered the explanation you owe?" Wei Yu sat down.

It has been more than a month since Zi Mingjun said to turn around and explain to her. Seeing that this end will never turn back, Wei Yu took the initiative to ask Zi Mingjun.

In fact, if it is just to explain today, there is no need to make an appointment to meet, Wei Yu brought Director Lin's contract.

"It's fine if you don't want to explain, I don't want to know too much."

But the more this happened, the more Zi Mingjun didn't want to leave too much room for the other party's imagination.

"Did you recognize who the other party was?"

Wei Yu froze for a moment: "Have I seen it?"

"Yeah." Zi Mingjun thinks that the click is enough, so don't say the name, "Anyway, thank you for helping me to capture those photos, thank you very much."

"The one on the photo... is Bai..." Wei Yu didn't know the person's full name, "That manager Bai?"

The characters are all defaulted.

Wei Yu didn't ask any more questions because she was interested, and just listened casually as if she didn't know where the gossip was.

"This movie is a costume movie."

The word Mingjun turned out to be something handed over by Wei Yu.

"Director Lin said that he is very optimistic about you, plus that matter, so you take the script and contract back and read first."

"The heroine is also a default?" Zi Mingjun was really scared.

"It's not Huang Sijiao anyway." Wei Yu assured her.

"Who is that?" Zi Mingjun was sure she knew something.

"A newcomer to your company."

Zi Mingjun was thoughtful and roughly read the contract.

"President Wei asked you to talk to me?" Zi Mingjun discovered a detail in the contract.

"Yes, my dad said that he wanted to exercise my ability, and said that we knew each other before anyway, so it was easy to chat."

"The filming will start at this time next year." Zi Mingjun looked at the schedule mentioned in the contract again, "Do you know which company I am at this time next year?"

Wei Yu seemed to have known it for a long time, and looked at Mingjun steadily: "Well, I don't know which company you are from."

Zi Mingjun's contract expires in early March next year.

"Then sign such a good resource to me?"

Zi Mingjun couldn't believe that Director Lin really ordered him to die and said that he would not shoot this role unless he was Zi Mingjun.

So it can only be understood that the company intends to use this to tie him up.

To say how likely it is that Mingjun will remain, it can only be said that the probability is not small.I was cultivated by Xing Xing, and they must know me best if I want to say how well I understand them.

But Zi Mingjun has been here for these years, and he has already seen the company's strengths and weaknesses clearly.Frankly speaking, Xunxing is not suitable for Mingjun.Otherwise, he wouldn't make his mark until the fourth year under his conditions.As for the resources, apart from Mingjun's own luck bonus, there is really nothing that Xunxing can bring him with ease.

"Whatever you think, if you want to leave, it's a farewell to you, and if you want to stay, it's a gift for you." Wei Yu didn't bother to explain.

The topic of work came to an abrupt end, but the meal wasn't over yet.

Zi Mingjun started some light-hearted topics about life, and found that Wei Yu is actually a very interesting girl.

Passionate about life and meticulous about work.The reason why I never thought about complaining is not because I was born with it, and I rarely hide my love and dislike for people and things.

When Wei Yu left, Zi Mingjun sent her downstairs.

"How did you get here?" Wei Yu put on her coat, "Would you like to take you for a while?"

"I live upstairs, the hotel."

"No way, haven't you bought a suite to live by yourself in recent years?" Wei Yu was very surprised.

"I bought it, and spent a lot of money to renovate it, but I think that set is more suitable for retirement." Zi Mingjun pretended not to mention the past.

"I see that you basically live in city b, why don't you buy a set in the urban area?"

Zi Mingjun used this sentence to ask himself, but did not come to a conclusion: "Well, let's take a look when you have time later."

"Then I'll go first, goodbye." The two had already reached the gate, and Wei Yu saw her car at a glance.

"Goodbye." Zi Mingjun stood in place until the car carrying Wei Yu drove out of the front yard of the building.

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