I’m Walking the Career Line In Dog Blood

    The two chatted while drinking tea, and before they knew it, half an hour passed. They came down from the upstairs and were about to go out when they saw a man standing in the reception room on the first floor, standing there with a cigarette for an unknown time.

    This is a tall man with black hair in a shape similar to a big back with wax, and a thin trench coat on his body, handsome in appearance.

    It is Zhao Ze.

    Zhao Ze first discovered An Yinong, and also saw the general manager who accompanied him. He widened his eyes, as if he had witnessed the fall of the red flag at home. His face was full of disbelief, and he was even more annoyed and ashamed: How many days has it been? Did he find someone?

    How can I ignore such a burning gaze? So Anon also found him. But An Yinong just raised his eyebrows and smiled politely at him: Hello, ex.

    Zhao Ze watched the two of them chatting and laughing as they got into the car and sat in a row intimately. His face was like a red charcoal fire, and his entire expression was hideous.

    Recalling the tenderness of this person, Zhao Ze felt that he was the one who was dumped.

    The fiery Zhao Ze punched the marble pillar with a fist: "Ah!" The pillar was fine, but his hand was swollen.

    "Host! Regret! Regret has soared!" The system jumped with excitement, and at this moment, the Regret has reached thirty o'clock.

    "Calm, it's just a series of physical discomforts caused by the collapse of the rear of the contents of the bag, don't get too excited, it will drop down in a while. He will think, 'What am I doing? Could it be wrong? That **** cheated on me and gave me a green hat!'…”

    An Yinong hadn't finished replying, and the regret value at the other end really fell down with a duang, sliding all the way to single digits, which was worse than the beginning.

    System: "…"

    It cried out loudly.

    An Yinong couldn't help laughing.

    "What's wrong?" Because he communicated with the system in another way that ordinary people can't hear, the general manager didn't know why he laughed.

    "Nothing."

    The angry Zhao Ze was still glaring here, An Yinong didn't look back, he fastened his seat belt.

    "You should pay attention to safety when you live alone. If there are uninvited guests, you can choose to leave temporarily and call the police. Sometimes, acquaintances are more dangerous than strangers." .

    No doubt, he was talking about Zhao Ze who met at the door, and the other party's expression was full of stories.

    An Yinong was stunned for a moment, and he looked at the general manager: Although there is nothing wrong with this concern, but... don't come with any strange peach blossoms.

    "The one just downstairs is the ex-boyfriend."

    "Oh," the general manager held the steering wheel and looked straight ahead, "then he came to find you to reunite?"

    "No." An Yinong shook his head, "We don't get along."

    "Incompatible?"

    "Positive."

    The general manager braked and the car shook violently.

    "Sorry."

    "It's okay."

    What about peach blossoms with signs?

    This is his experience.

    An Yinong, who made violent remarks, is still calm. He really does not want to deal with these affections, so he simply refuses any possibility - most of the pursuers seem to be aggressive hunters , Regardless of male or female, body position incompatibility is the best reason.

    The specifics, they will make up their own minds.

    After that, the general manager was no longer curious about his private affairs.

    The two of them showed up at the appointed place 20 minutes in advance, ordered dishes, and asked the waiter to prepare them and serve them later.

    According to the habit of Chinese people, if you sign a contract with delicious food and wine, things can go more smoothly. And eating after signing is a form of promoting feelings.

    An Yinong noticed that all the dishes he ordered were light, and even the alcohol he asked for was low in alcohol.

    "You are a singer." Feeling his doubts, the general manager explained.

    An Yinong: "Thank you." I have met and dined with people many times, but very few people take care of his habit like this.

    The general manager is looking at the menu, checking for omissions and filling the gaps. On his side is An Yinong, and he is also holding the menu with his head lowered. The dark red menu cover makes his fingers particularly white and thin. .

    'Position is not correct. ' For some reason, he remembered that sentence again, and the general manager put up the menu and focused on ordering.

    "Squeak-"

    The door suddenly opened, a mature professional woman and a middle-aged man who looked introverted came in, the mature woman laughed when she saw them: "We are late, let Boss Lu Wait with Teacher Ke for a long time."

    In fact, there are still ten minutes before the appointment time, no one is late, it is early.

    "No, please take a seat." The general manager said concisely.

    "Hello." An Yinong stood up and held out his hand, "We are here too."

      Secretly wondering: who is this?

    There are only two people in the room, one she knows, is the general manager of that company, then the other is... Ke Yinong?

    "..." The lady looked at An Yinong several times in disbelief, and a question from the soul blurted out, "Does the stylist have a grudge against you?"

    A year ago, Ke Yinong had been following the line of visual department because of the arrangement of his agent, so all the Ke Yinong she saw was wearing exquisite makeup.

    I didn't think so...

    In fact, most celebrities look better in reality than in the camera. Shrinking the face by 30%, shrinking the waist by 30%, and lengthening the legs by 30% is what the star looks like in reality.

    But An Yinong's 'spoofing' nature is a bit too much.

    Such a handsome man, how can a stylist make such a plastic and stiff look that makes people lose their appetite?

    An Yinong smiled shyly: "I'm not very photogenic."

    The two sides already have a tacit understanding, this time to sign the contract is a routine, and there will be no twists and turns.

    The representative of the program group is this lady, the general manager is talking here, and the party An Yinong only needs to drink a little wine.

    The original owner is an alcohol sensitive constitution, and after drinking a little, he is a little drunk and his eyes are blurred. But even if he was a little drunk, An Yinong was elegant and polite, his anger and impetuousness faded, and only the stable temperament brewed by time.

    Ms. He, who came over on behalf of the program group, liked this kind of face, and couldn't resist this style: "Mr. Ke..."

    "Cough." The general manager turned sideways and stuck between Ms. He and An Yinong.

    Ms. He retracted her gaze and smiled calmly: "Mr. Ke has a really good personality. When I look back on the show, the audience thinks that our show has used beauty filters for the first time ever."

    "Ms. He has won the prize." The general manager raised his glasses and brought the topic back to the contract.

    Both sides are sincere, and it is a win-win situation, so the time contract for a cup of tea is signed.

    After a feast for the guests, several people left, the general manager walked out the door and suddenly said, "I'll see you off."

    An Yinong got into the general manager's car and fastened his seat belt.

    The car started when he was seated. After a while, the car arrived at An Yinong's residence, and he unfastened his seat belt and opened the door.

    "Wait," the general manager stopped him, lowered his head and took out a new mask from the small storage compartment, "Public figures."

    "Thank you, Brother Lu." He didn't reject such kindness, he put it on, his eyes were exposed, and there were waves when he smiled.

    "Okay." An Yinong replied, obedient and soft.

    The general manager's eyes were withdrawn from his flying eyebrows, and he drove away after he got out of the car and walked into the community.

    "You have a very comfortable life. Is this your boss? I don't know, you're so trendy, and you're still in an office romance?" Zhao Ze turned from the dark, his shoulders dropped I have a leaf, and I don't know how long I have been here.

    He had green eyes and gritted his teeth: "How long have you been?"

      Okay, what's the matter with you?"

    "How far have you been with him? Kissed? Hug? You shouldn't..."

    "Almost there," An Yinong frowned, "If you have something to say, don't waste other people's time."

    "Is the show "I'm Really a Star" looking for you?" Zhao Ze finally remembered his purpose, "Have you signed a contract?"

    "This matter is my personal business, I don't think I have the obligation to report it to you."

    Hearing his words, Zhao Ze's eyes widened: "So you signed? How dare you appear on this show, you can't even sing now, and you can't do anything else, what are you doing there?"

    An Yinong said directly: "It's over? You can get out when you're done."

    "You can't be on this show!" Perhaps in his previous life, Ke Yinong indulged Zhao Ze so much that he couldn't figure out the reality, and when he saw Ke Yinong's face, he felt that he had **** ability.

    "What position do you speak to me?"

    "I'm doing it for your own good." Zhao Ze couldn't help but said, "My Show" is out of the circle, and this "I'm Really a Star" doesn't even have a splash. The most terrible thing is that Tao Ran also appeared on the show.

    "What did you say?" An Yinong picked out his ears and couldn't help laughing. He suspected that he had heard it wrong, otherwise how could he hear such a fatherly classic quotation from Zhao Ze's mouth?

    Even the system couldn't help rolling its eyes: I, a beautiful host like me, had to go and attack such a dog, and I was aggrieved to death.

    "I actually messed with a fool for a long time?" An Yinong turned and left, unable to communicate with this person.

    "Where are you going?" Zhao Ze was furious, he was about to pull, but An Yinong pushed him away.

    "You dare to push me?"

    Seeing the expression on the man's angry face, An Yinong looked around. Although there was surveillance, this was a dead end. He rolled up his sleeves.

    In a minute.

    "Ah—" Zhao Ze, who was twisted back, screamed.

    "I've put up with you for a long time, I'm self-righteous, I really think the world revolves around you? Zhao Ze, right? I can't stay in this city, right? Ruin my career right?"

    Skills made up for the weakness of lack of strength, An Yinong pressed the man on the grass with a fierce smile, and did not want to pretend.

    "If you have the ability, come here, come and beat once."

    The system looked at the murderous host and was too scared to speak.

    "I'll tell you the last time, we broke up, it's over, it's nothing to do with one shot or two, don't point fingers at me here, you're not qualified."

    After the lesson, An Yinong let go and left.

    Zhao Ze got up, spat out the grass clippings he accidentally bit in his mouth, his eyes chased the back, his expression was uncertain.

    "Ke Yinong, **** it!" He kicked the grass fiercely, his eyes were red, "If you want to chase me, chase me, if you want to break up, break up, you are so handsome. This is not over, let's see!"

    "Eh? The remorse has risen, twenty-two, twenty-nine, thirty-one, thirty-seven! Good guy, host, you beat him up, his remorse Why is the value still rising?" The system stared at the host's thoughts, "Could it be that you are thinking of 'hard-to-get'? Stimulate him before attacking him?"

    "..." An·forgot the strategy mission·Yinong, "Who knows, it's cheap, right?"