"Is Mr. Han in the office?" Len went into the company with his handbag and asked Feige, who was passing by with coffee.
"Here." Fitch protected the coffee and bypassed Len, he didn't want to be robbed again.
"mean."
Feige glanced at him with disgust.
Yan Xuhuan in the office was discussing work with a small agent, but the door suddenly opened, his eyes swept away, and it was Lun leaning against the door and blowing a kiss. I am in such a good mood, either because I was slept in, or the resources were signed.
"Wait for you, please continue." Len stood upright, sat down on the sofa with a cheerful dance, reached out to open the small refrigerator, took a bottle of soda, and drank it while watching the TV hanging on the wall.
"This draft will be sent back, and within 24 hours, the publicity plan will be resubmitted." Yan Xuhuan put down the gel pen, crumpled the A4 paper recording the small agent's report plan, and threw it into the trash can.
"But I... I've spent two nights trying to figure out this draft." The little agent became even more panicked as the paper balls fell into the trash can, and his eyes were red.
"Can you tell me, what is the point of this plan? What is the specific operation?"
The little agent had a lot to say, but he didn't know how to express it. His mind was like a pot of porridge, staring at the Korean lobster like a red-eyed rabbit.
"How much do you know about your artist? What are the characteristics of her that are different from others? What is it that the public should quickly notice and like?" Crit asked three times in a row.
The little agent murmured and said with a lack of confidence: "Good-looking, good character, motivated and hard-working."
"Pfft", Lun sitting in the back couldn't hold back and laughed. He casually put his hand on the back of the sofa and said, "There are all beauties in the entertainment industry. When facing the public, they all have very good personalities. They all advertise themselves as being progressive and hardworking. There will be a wave of hot searches every once in a while, super dedicated. ."
Hearing this, the little agent lowered his head, his shoulders twitched, and he actually cried. Yan Xuhuan handed over the tissue and said softly, "Your artist suddenly exploded and couldn't get used to it for a while... In this way, I'll change you a position first, and then continue to come back to be an agent after you recover."
Hearing the words, the little agent nodded and agreed with Yan Xuhuan's proposal.
"Look, my little face is crying, go and wash it."
The little agent looked at the delicate-looking boss, his ears burst red, his eyes flickered, and he drew two pieces of paper, and hummed. As I walked, I wiped my tears.
After the door was closed, Lun carried his bag and walked towards Yan Xuhuan. With his long legs, he sat directly on the desk and said, "The running team has become a place of exile!" With a smile, the inside is black and black, and the whole is a gentle knife. I don’t know how to dismiss you, but also generously give you a chance to adapt to continue to stay, and can’t stand the automatic resignation.
"It's not yet when you recruit people, your eyes are eight hundred degrees."
"Yeah, it's their pot. I have nothing to do with Lun."
"Okay, what good news do you have?"
"Two contracts, one is for the perfume of the S family, which is promoted to the global spokesperson. The other is for the jewelry of the C family. It is the first cooperation and the spokesperson for the Asia-Pacific region."
Len is proud and proud that these two are the world's top presences in their respective industries. How many big coffees tore resources together, and after several bloody fights, they finally got it by themselves, oh no, they got it together with baby Mu Han.
The first time he saw Lin Muhan, he knew that she would definitely step onto the pyramid, and it turned out that his vision was vicious, precise, and just right! ! !
Looking at the two contracts, Yan Xuhuan smiled, because the numbers on the financial statements looked better. The popular artist is indeed a cash cow. When the wind blows, the gold coins fall down like rain.
At this moment, a piece of news appeared on the TV hanging on the wall:
"Now there is a piece of news that Guo Moumou, a serial murder case, escaped from prison in the early hours of yesterday, and his whereabouts are still unknown. Law enforcement officers are making every effort to track them down. The general public please pay more attention. If you see the person in the photo, please contact the law enforcement agency immediately... ... "
"Such a person should be killed immediately when they are caught." Lun was on Weibo every day, and he knew that the case was abuzz on Weibo at the time. be taken down soon.
"What was his motive for killing?" Yan Xuhuan really didn't know about this case, but now that he heard about it, he couldn't help but be curious.
"Mental illness, those people have no grievances or hatred against him, and they made up their minds temporarily." Killing people should pay for their lives, not life imprisonment that is justified as some kind of ghost. "He will come out now, and I don't know who is unlucky and will become the next target."
Thousands of miles away, Lin Muhan was packing his luggage in a simple hotel. Because the crew did not have her role in the next two days, they planned to return to [Fengcheng]. Because yesterday, my younger brother Lin Mufei called and said that Lin's father and Lin's mother were thin and occasionally in a trance, but they became normal after leaving for a while.
"Sister, the car is downstairs." Assistant Xiaoyu was carrying a bag, which contained a change of clothes and cosmetics. I only go back for two days, and I don't bring much stuff.
"Okay." Lin Muhan also happened to finish packing, and went to the table to pick up the handbag. The two closed the door and went downstairs, and took the car to the high-speed rail station.
The ticket is 2:30 pm. If there is no delay, you should arrive at [Fengcheng] at 8:00 pm.
When Lin Muhan first entered the high-speed rail station, the illegitimate fans who followed him revealed the itinerary. Among the huge fan group, a person in charge immediately organized a pick-up group of hundreds of people. Fans rushed to the west station of [Fengcheng] from all directions.
Being a fan of Lin Muhan is really "hard work", because when other companies pick up the plane, it's all the brokerage companies who reveal the itinerary, but if they want to pick up the plane, they can only rely on illegitimate fans to follow and exchange news.
The train was moving fast. In the special-class compartment, Lin Muhan was lying flat, resting with his eyes closed with a blindfold on. After a while, he fell asleep, breathing slowly and slowly. Next to Xiaoyu, eating snacks provided for free, chasing the drama with headphones.
From day to night, the sunset and the moon rise, the stars are dense, and the train enters a long tunnel. There was a stern curly-haired man who opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were sharp and cold, and it was frightening and fearful when he saw it.
The law enforcement officers identified Guo Moumou in disguise through the eyes of the sky, and had dispatched plainclothes to get on the bus first, preparing to cooperate with the inside and the outside, and capture the fugitive in one fell swoop.
Long tunnels, tens of seconds of darkness, plainclothes law enforcement officers acted. Guo Moumou also moved, and the person sitting next to him was pulled up to block a silent blow. Innocent passengers suffered sudden injuries in their sleep and screamed, waking up a whole section of the car.
List roared and continued to drive, the window was a charming night scene, dimly revealing infinite danger.
When the awakened people saw the three people holding guns facing each other, the first reaction of those who were used to it was to breathe a sigh of relief, are they making a movie? But when he looked at the hostage being held, there was a small black hole that opened, and blushing liquid was bubbling out, and it seemed to be steaming. He suddenly took a breath of cold air and panicked.
Lin Muhan caught the snack bag Xiaoyu had dropped, put it aside, and pressed the person to sit down to avoid accidental injury by stray bullets. She is not a hero, she does not have the ability to save people, and she will not presume to think that she is the protagonist in a film and television drama, and she is born with the aura that she will never die, so she will wait and see what happens.
In three minutes, we arrived at the next station [Fengcheng] West Station. A net has been quietly laid on the platform, just waiting for the fugitives to enter Weng and arrest them. Passengers coming and going, unaware of the impending danger.
Lin Muhan's fans stood neatly and made way out of the passage, trying not to disturb the passengers. So many people have also given law enforcement officers a place to hide.
But they didn't know that there were not only Guo and a certain accomplice on the train, but also an accomplice hidden among the passengers, dressed in expensive black shirts, and a briefcase with a small black ball that could wipe out the whole car. With a single touch of the remote control on the wrist, it can detonate in an instant.
The system issued a yellow warning, and after investigation, it was found that the heroine was in danger.
System: "Boss, boss, wake up, hurry up." At the same time as the call, a large current was sent. Now, everyone should wake up.
Yan Xuhuan: "Speak."
System: "Your daughter-in-law will encounter a blast at the West Railway Station. According to the psychological behavior of the fugitive Guo Moumou, there is a lot of behavior."
Yan Xuhuan rubbed her eyebrows lightly, Guo Moumou, a little familiar, oh right, the news that was broadcast at noon, escaped from prison. "time."
System: "Yu, one minute and twenty-nine seconds."
Yan Xuhuan: "..." When I am a rocket. "Will anyone save me?"
System: "Wait for me to deduce it again." The big data started instantly, and it took ten seconds to deduce the result. "No. Those who have been free will not return to darkness."
Yan Xuhuan stared sideways at the long black wooden box, rubbed her index finger between her eyebrows, and tried harder.
Seeing that the boss was hesitant, the system started the countdown: "60 seconds, 59 seconds, 58 seconds..."
The train has stopped at the station, but the door has not been opened for a long time, and the fans waiting outside are restless. What's going on? They all murmured.
Inside the car, Lin Muhan's originally calm expression turned into panic when he saw the neatly lined fans outside the car. And when the fugitive's ruthless eyes swept to the platform, he let out a grim smile. It seems that today, he really can't escape.
When the system counted to forty, the long black wooden box landed on Yan Xuhuan's palm, pushed open the lid, but did not unfold the scroll, just softly and helplessly said two words: "Help me."
The sound fell, and a small cyan ball floated out of the picture scroll, shaped like a small water droplet, with a rich cyan gas flowing in it. In an instant, it was hidden between Han Lobster's eyebrows, and his eyes closed suddenly.
One second, two seconds, and in the third second, a slender, flawless body of white jade, lingering with red gas, floated out from the body of the Korean lobster with its eyes closed.
This is the first time the system has seen the real naked appearance of the boss, and it is beyond shocking. There is no word or sentence in the world that can embellish and express the beauty of the boss. What a beautiful country, what a beautiful moon, what a beauty like a peach and plum, what a peerless youth, all too vulgar.
Thousands of worlds, no one can compare with it!
The lingering red gas materialized into a long red dress, which was smooth and soft, covering the beautiful spring colors.
The eyes that suddenly opened were full of red light, and there was a flowing cyan gas between the eyebrows, cold and charming coexist. The mortals in the world only need one glance, and they will be fascinated by their dreams, and their hearts will have nothing else.
The spirit body floating in the air turned to the direction of the West Station, and when he looked up, he disappeared into the room, and when he reappeared, it was above the West Station, which was half a city apart. The dense crowd below was not found, and the surveillance did not catch it.
The system knows that the boss is invisible.
The time entered a five-second countdown.
Law enforcement officers shouted hoarsely as they evacuated the crowd from the platform. The fan group fled in all directions, but some of them ran to the train window and smashed frantically with their mobile phones... smashing the windows that she (he) couldn't even open.
Lin Muhan in the carriage saw this, his eyes were numb, and he didn't even want to pounce on the man in the black shirt standing beside him, hugged tightly, covering the small black ball.
I heard that this reduces the explosive force.
Just as the man in the black shirt was struggling to touch the remote control button on his wrist, he paused, stiff from the neck down, motionless. A trace of doubt flashed in Lin Muhan's mind, but out of instinct, he resolved the crisis first, and immediately broke the man's arms, moving quickly and neatly.
In the eyes of others, they only saw Lin Muhan rushing over and knocking the person down, and then breaking the bad guy's arms with lightning speed. , and cried out again, tears and snot flowing, crying and laughing, very embarrassed, but no one dislikes it.
After the law enforcement officers were stunned for a moment, seeing that there was no threat, they quickly killed Guo Moumou who wanted to fight back again, and his accomplice who suddenly struggled.
After the train door was opened, the crowd surged, and the fans couldn't wait to rush in, hugging Lin Muhan and crying. The person who was out of danger also quieted down, raised his hand to wipe away the tears, and looked at the scene in front of him with a smile.
The spirit body in mid-air, seeing that everything was done, disappeared again, instantly appeared in the room in the villa, and returned to the body of Han Lobster. A small cyan ball floated out from the center of the eyebrows and disappeared into the picture.
Time passed by, but Yan Xuhuan on the bed did not wake up. The current of the system wakes up Dafa, which has been used continuously, but she still lies quietly. Seeing her hair stand up from the electricity, the system knew that it couldn't continue.
After the idle time, the images from the previous period of time will be transmitted to the main system.
After Lin Muhan settled down with the fans, with the still pale light rain, he drove to the gate of the villa area, changed into Brother Bin's car and entered the villa. Suppressing the urge to see that person immediately, he patiently changed his slippers, took a not too fast pace, and pushed the door into the bedroom.
The scene on the bed was reflected in his eyes, Lin Muhan's pupils suddenly dilated, he quickly stepped forward, helped the person up, touched the carotid artery with his two fingers, and then hugged the person with a slight cry, and said twice: "Alright. Okay, okay." Just fainted.