In front of the bright floor-to-ceiling window, a tall man stood there, looking at the tall buildings outside, with a cigarette between his hands hanging at his side, the scarlet light emitting white mist as it burned.
He raised his hand to his lips, took a sip, and slowly exhaled the mist. His narrow eyes narrowed slightly, with a hint of thought in them.
A very bizarre thing happened to him, and he still couldn't believe it, even... a little dazed.
He traveled through time, well... to be more precise, he traveled through a book.
Thinking of this, he took another puff of his cigarette. He seldom smoked and would only smoke when he was very tired or encountered some difficult problems and felt irritated. Now, it was undoubtedly the latter. Although there was no sign of it on his calm face, he was in a very bad mood indeed.
He couldn't understand how it happened, it was very confusing.
If I had to say it, it all started on that afternoon that was no different from any other day. He received a work email from his subordinates with a document named ydfwbk attached.
I didn’t pay much attention to it at the time, thinking it was some work-related material, so I clicked on it and took a look, and found out it was a novel.
The huge words "The Movie King Must Be Me" on the title made him frown. He was about to exit immediately, but his mouse accidentally slid down and the page scrolled down. He caught sight of three familiar words among the numerous texts.
Before he had time to read it carefully, the usually capable and elegant female subordinate sent him a message. From the text, it can be seen that she was not calm. She asked him to delete the attached document and never read it. It was just a little hobby of hers after work, and it was not worthy of the president's exploration.
He replied with a "hmm" and went out to continue checking his work files. However, he did not delete the document for some unknown reason. After all, it was hard not to care about his name appearing in it.
He couldn't remember how much time had passed since then, but he only remembered that he thought of the novel during his rare free time, so he took it out and gave it a quick read.
This is a BL novel set in the entertainment industry. The character with the same name and surname is the book's second male lead, a love-struck second male lead, or to put it bluntly, a bootlicker.
He was deeply affectionate to the protagonist throughout the book, providing him with resources and introducing him to other people. Even when he ended up together with the protagonist, he still helped him silently. He also blocked the attacks of the protagonist's mother for him several times, and finally died at the hands of a gangster to save him. Before his death, he did not forget to transfer most of his personal assets to the protagonist.
Idiot was the only comment he had on the second male lead. He couldn't stand that such an idiot was using his name. He was in a bad mood and deleted the document. He also doubled the workload for his female subordinate in the next few days. He thought that the other party was just too idle to read such things.
He soon forgot about this little episode that happened during his busy work, and never thought that he would have any more intersection with the book, but accidents always come unexpectedly.
He still remembered that he had a social event that night and drank a few more glasses while having dinner with his partners. He returned home that night, took a shower and fell asleep in a daze. Then when he opened his eyes, he found that he had moved to another place.
The unfamiliar bedroom was decorated in the same frigid style as his room, but the furnishings were completely different. He subconsciously thought he was dreaming, so he closed his eyes and waited for ten minutes, and when he opened them again, nothing had changed.
He cursed in his heart with a cold face, calmly got out of bed and walked around the house. The second thought in his mind was that someone had played a prank on him while he fell asleep.
This idea was quickly rejected. Besides himself, only his part-time worker and his assistant knew the password to his home. The two workers would not have the courage to play such a prank on him.
Just as he was deep in thought, he received a phone call. The other end should be a middle-aged man with an unfamiliar voice. He called him Mr. Qin and then asked him whether he wanted to go to the company himself today or go and pick him up.
He listened to the other person finish speaking calmly, paused for two seconds, and then let the other person take over.
After hanging up the phone, I returned to the bedroom, went to the cloakroom and opened the wardrobe. The clothes looked unfamiliar, but the style was very familiar, a row of high-end suits.
He looked at it for a few seconds and then stopped looking. His sight moved to the dressing mirror beside him and he discovered something strange. Maybe, perhaps, probably... this was not his body.
The body shape and face are the same. The only difference is the teardrop mole at the left corner of his left eye. He originally had no moles on his face.
He sat steadily in the large and comfortable leather chair, listening to the young and unfamiliar assistant reporting to him. There was no emotion on his face. No one knew how confused he felt at that moment.
After taking a deep puff of his cigarette, Qin Mingyuan walked away from the floor-to-ceiling window, put out the cigarette butt in the crystal ashtray on the desk, and rubbed his fingertips that were stained with the smell of cigarettes.
He has always believed in science and is an atheist, but now he has been slapped in the face by facts and the uncontrollable situation makes him very upset.
With his eyes half-lidded and his thin lips pursed, his expression was indifferent. If someone familiar with him was here, they would know that this was a sign that he was annoyed.
"Knock knock." The door was knocked twice. He raised his eyes, turned around, walked to the desk and sat down, leaning back slightly on the back of the chair, "Come in."
Assistant Zhou Yang, who had just met him for the first time in the morning, pushed open the door and walked to his desk and handed him the folder in his hand. "Boss Qin, there is a project that I want you to review and sign."
Qin Mingyuan took it, lowered his eyes and opened it.
The company managed by his original body was Qin's head office, which was also a financial company. It was a suitable professional match, so he had no pressure in handling it.
In addition to the head office, Qin's group also has many subsidiaries covering a wide range of businesses. He had already taken time to learn about them briefly while working this morning in case of emergency.
"Mr. Qin, you said before that you would visit Mr. Yun today. When are we leaving?" Zhou Yang asked as he took the folder from him.
When Qin Mingyuan heard the three words "Mr. Yun", he paused to put down his pen.
If I'm not mistaken, the person the other party is talking about should be one of the protagonists of this book, Yun Yuexian.
He put the pen back into the pen cap fixed on the table and narrowed his eyes. It seemed that in the current plot line, the two of them had already met, and the original body was already pursuing the other party.
The entire novel is described from Yun Yuexian's perspective, and the original self is also an important character in it. The description of their meeting is quite detailed.
Overall, the original character fell in love with the protagonist at first sight, and was so careless that he felt fucked up.
He really wanted to know how a CEO worth over 100 million yuan, the heir to a wealthy family, a capable and calm person, could fall in love at first sight with an unknown little star and be devoted to her from beginning to end.
Perhaps, this is the halo of the protagonist.
Qin Mingyuan himself has no interest in this person. If possible, it is best not to have any intersection. No matter how the plot line proceeds, it has nothing to do with him.
He tapped his fingers on the table twice and didn't say anything for a while.
Although he thought so in his heart, the sudden change in attitude was too strange. There was no guarantee that someone would not suspect something. Although he did not think that anyone would speculate on such an incredible thing, what if
Furthermore, he didn't understand the situation here, and he wasn't sure if there was any way to go back. If there was, perhaps the protagonist of the novel could provide a breakthrough.
After all, in this world, the other party is the center.
After thinking about the pros and cons, Qin Mingyuan finally stood up, raised his hand to smooth down the collar of his suit, straightened his tie, and raised his eyes calmly, "Let's go now."
(End of this chapter)