Master of the World [Quick Transmigration]

In this era of smooth communication, it is easy for people to fall into a situation where they have nothing to say when they talk with each other. Suo Qing is different. His occupation has given him an exquisite heart, and he can answer tactfully when talking to anyone.

Facts have proved that life is not always smooth sailing.

The appearance of Lin Xun just brought a great challenge to his specialty in a certain aspect.In order not to leave the audience alone, Suo Qing finally choked out a sentence, "We will talk about specific issues when all aspects of the program are in place."

This time Lin Xun was very magnanimous: "It's up to you."

Wanting to avoid this topic as soon as possible, Suo Qing began to take the initiative to talk to him about other aspects, and even used some of his private life to attract Lin Xun.Halfway through the conversation on the phone, he suddenly felt that Lin Xun's voice was a little strange.

Lost the usual smooth and melodious, it seems a little dull.

"Is the signal not very good over there?"

Lin Xun took a look at the cell phone signal, and replied that it was fine.

"But your voice sounds strange."

Lin Xun: "A little depressed?"

Suo Qing nodded on the other end of the phone, "That's right."

Lin Xun said lightly: "Maybe it's because I'm lying down talking to you now."

He asked himself out, Suo Qing didn't think Lin Xun would be at home at the moment.

"There are no people around here, so it's not easy to take a ride." Lin Xun yawned, and explained to him in a rare good mood, "I'm lying on the side of the road right now."

"..."

After a moment of silence, Suo Qing said: "It's not a good time to touch porcelain at this point."

Lin Xun: "Pengci means the car is coming and lying on the ground."

Suo Qing: "What do you mean?"

Lin Xun: "I'm lying on the ground and waiting for the car to arrive."

The other party was silent again, and Lin Xun explained: "In TV dramas, it's not often that a girl picks up a beautiful man who is injured on the road."

Suo Qing: "It's night now, I can hardly see your face clearly."

Lin Xun: "So I turned on the flashlight and kept pointing it at my face."

"...does it work?"

Lin Xun observed for a while, and when the cars that were driving smoothly approached him, they all rushed away like a bolt of lightning, "Yes, all the drivers should be male drivers, and they should not be fooled by my appearance."

He rubbed his forehead and sighed, "Even if there are female drivers passing by, I don't think what they think of is romantic adventure, but midnight horror."

Lin Xun was stunned for a moment, turned on the camera, and when the flash was on, the eyes that appeared on the screen were empty and his face was pale.

He put the phone back to his ear and said sincerely, "I think what you said makes sense."

Suo Qing's voice was almost duller than his. He said a lot, to the effect that he persuaded Lin Xun to stop holding unrealistic ideas, and called the driver at home to go back quickly. When he was talking earnestly, Lin Xun suddenly Interrupted him, "I will ask you out later."

Immediately afterwards, there was a busy tone on the other end of the phone.

Suo Qing stared at the phone, speechless for a long time.

At this moment, Lin Xun put his hands aside, a car stopped in front of him, and a man walked out of the car, walking slowly, with steady steps, without any fear in his expression, until he stood in front of Lin Xun.

Aside from his handsomeness, his eyes are extraordinarily sharp, like metal slices, cold and full of charming luster.

But Lin Xun's attention was on the jade pendant that was half exposed, and the night did not cover up the burning red of the jade.

"Have I seen you somewhere?"

The man spoke, his voice was as elegant as the night.

The driver, who was worried that he would run out of the car door in a hurry, paused when he heard this sentence.

It's hard to believe that this kind of nasty-sounding and old-fashioned way of striking up a conversation came from my boss.

What made him even more puzzled was that the young man lying on the ground looked comfortable and his body seemed to be very relaxed. A pair of beautiful eyes stared straight at Lan Chen, and he seemed to be seductive for a moment.

He smiled softly: "Maybe it was in a dream in the previous life."

driver:……

His boss flirted with a strange man in the way of the 80s, he couldn't understand.

Lin Xun was stunned by the driver, and Shi Shiran got into the car. On the way, the driver peeked through the rearview mirror from time to time. This strange stranger and his boss sat very far away. There was no eye contact between the two of them. No dialogue.

Everything was as peaceful as before Lin Xun got into the car, eerily quiet.

The car stopped in front of a luxurious villa. After Lan Chen got off the car, Lin Xun walked behind him. The door closed again, separating the inside and outside of the villa into two worlds.

Rich people live in similar houses. This villa is about the same size as Xie’s house. Different from the luxurious decoration style of Xie’s house, the color of Lanchen’s villa is very simple, and you can hardly see too many extra colors. Like a person, low-key and calm.

Lan Chen led him up to the attic and opened the door.

The lights are red, and the four walls are covered with photos, and there are a few documents. The protagonist of the photos is undoubtedly Lin Xun. Anyone who sees this scene must be horrified, thinking that they are coming to a person who is out-and-out. The stalker's room.

Lan Chen saw Lin Xun's face from the corner of his eye, it was very calm, like a cold blue lake, he put himself in the position of a guest who came by by chance, and chose not to ask about all the private affairs of the host's house.

With just this quick glance, Lan Chen can feel that this person is different.

So quiet and maverick.

"Since I saw it," Lan Chen said slowly, "Is there anything else you want to say?"

Lin Xun: "Do you want to hear what I have to say?"

Lan Chen didn't answer, but stared at a photo on the wall.

Most of these photos were taken by Lin Xun after time travel, and only a small part belonged to Xie Qianqing before time travel.

"My former psychiatrist told me that sometimes people's dreams are to pursue the subconscious in their hearts. Some people yearn for fear, while others pursue novelty." It hasn't changed since I can remember. Until a few days ago, I saw you by chance on the street, and I felt that the outline of the dream gradually became clearer."

"I asked someone to collect these photos." Lan Chen rubbed his slender fingers on one of them, with a sickly aesthetic feeling, "There are always some things that are difficult to explain by science. Take these photos as an example, they are obviously the same person. Having the same face but feeling like two people."

Lin Xun leaned against the wall with his arms folded, he didn't seem very interested in the photos, "Is that why you brought me back?"

"I used to think it was a psychological disease." The confusion in Lan Chen's eyes disappeared, and he looked like a high-ranking king. "Whenever there is a face that cannot be seen clearly in the dream, there will be a feeling of being struck by lightning." illusion."

Lin Xun: ...

Regarding that electricity, he felt that he was also a victim.

It's a pity that the stars have changed, standing here today, it is impossible for him to give the slightest explanation to Lan Chen.

Lan Chen saw him wandering away, and didn't bother him. After some time, Lin Xun suddenly said quietly: "You look very rich."

Lan Chen felt that there was no need to deny it, and there was no need to answer it.

Lin Xun stepped out of the room and looked down through the escalator. Even though the arrangement looks simple and elegant, even a piece of fabric is a high-end brand name.

"What do you want?" Lin Xun's voice was very soft, lightly reaching Lan Chen's ears.

"It's all about exploring some things," Lan Chen said, "but your cooperation is needed."

Lin Xun came back to his senses, there seemed to be a whirlpool in his pupils, "What's the benefit?"

Lan Chen asked him back with what he asked himself just now, "What do you want?"

"You don't lack money and status," Lan Chen continued, "but I may be able to give you some other things."

Lin Xun lowered his eyes: "I only want one thing, but you only need to pay a 'deposit' for the time being."

……

It was already noon when he returned to Xie's house. Lan Chen sent the driver to loosen him outside the gate. After Lin Xun said his thanks, he got out of the car and walked slowly towards the house.

As soon as you enter the door, there are people sitting on the sofa in the living room unexpectedly.

Xie Hongshen, Hou Ling, Xie Yu, and Xie Qianyu sat in several directions, especially Xie Hongshen, with a very serious expression.

After seeing Lin Xun, Xie Yu was the first to ask, "Where have you been?"

Lin Xun threw his ID card in front of him while changing his shoes.

Xie Yu frowned, "What do you mean?"

Lin Xun was wearing house slippers, with his left hand in his trouser pocket, "The date of birth on it should tell you the fact that I am an adult."

Xie Yu's expression turned cold, "What kind of attitude is this? We are worried about you."

Xie Hongshen, who had been silent from beginning to end, finally said, "Why did you show up at the party?"

He knew his son better than anyone else, and Xie Qianqing's temperament would not show up at a party no matter what he thought.

Lin Xun didn't explain it. He felt that it was difficult to find a reason to hide it from Xie Hongshen. He turned around and was about to go back to the room. Going up, grabbing Lin Xun's wrist: "Because we were worried about you, we waited here all night..."

She paused in the middle of her words, and looked curiously at the red leather notebook on the ground with her big watery eyes.

Lin Xun had already climbed two flights of stairs, but she staggered and steadied himself in time, but the things in his rolled up pockets fell out.

When he noticed, it was too late to stop, Xie Qianyu picked up the book, and on the front was the text of the same gold-plated color - real estate certificate.

Turning to the first page, there are two names written on it: Lan Chen; Xie Qianqing.

Xie Qianyu lowered his hands, stared blankly at Lin Xun, and couldn't help but take two steps back, "You, you can't be..."

Xie Yu came over to support her, and took the notebook in her hand. At this moment, the other people also saw the names of the couple on the real estate certificate.

Xie Hongshen was no longer as calm as before, and fixed his eyes on Lin Xun: "Where did you live last night?"

Lin Xun felt that it was too unreasonable for him to be given half a house by someone who seemed to have no relationship with him on weekdays, so he could only explain dryly: "Mr. Lan is a good man, and he is really good to me."

In other words, it is not an exaggeration to make such a rich friend.

But in the ears, eyes, hearing, and seeing of others, it is a fact.

As the first person to see the red book, Xie Qianyu was trembling slightly.

Her brother, and the head of the Lan Group... have that unspeakable relationship!

The author has something to say: Lin Xun: I always feel that I have been misunderstood.

Xie Qianyu: You stayed at his house for one night, and he gave you half the property rights of the house!What misunderstanding can there be!

Lin Xun: ...