Crush on "Big" Stars

On Sunday, Lin Mingwei was standing in front of the easel and concentrating on painting oil paintings. The mobile phone on the table rang suddenly. He put down the brush and palette and walked to the table. The person who jumped into his eyes was Zhu Minyan calling After swipe to answer the call, only the voice on the other end hurriedly said, "Lin Mingwei, listen, come to my house right now, there is something urgent!"

In the future, he ran out of the room before he had time to tidy up, and hurried down the stairs, panicking along the way, not knowing what happened, and only wishing that he could arrive quickly.

Twenty minutes later, Lin Mingwei, who finally arrived at the destination, knocked on the door of Zhu Minyan's house and shouted, "Zhu Minyan, open the door quickly! Zhu Minyan! Open the door!"

"You are here." She opened the door with a sad face.

"Are you alright?! What happened?" Lin Mingwei stepped into the house, even though he saw that she was fine, he still couldn't settle down in his heart. What happened?

"Come with me." Zhu Minyan took his arm and walked towards the inner room.

Coming to the table, when a beef soft cheesecake appeared in front of Lin Mingwei, it suddenly occurred to him that today is his birthday, and let go of his uneasy heart.

The smiling Zhu Minyan gestured for him to sit on the bench and said with a smile, "Happy birthday! My 'good brother'."

"Thank you! Don't scare people like this in the future, I was almost deceived by you."

"This is to find excitement for your ordinary life, but I'm sorry to make you worry."

"I'm not worried about you."

Zhu Minyan curled her lips, "Are you really not worried? Someone knocked on my door just now, and I was nervous."

"It's disgusting." He lowered his head and smiled, then sighed: "These days I'm only focusing on painting, and I even forgot my own birthday."

"I knew you would forget, hurry up and make a wish!"

"Hmm!" Lin Mingwei put his hands together in front of his chest, bent his back slightly, closed his eyes, and made a wish in his heart facing the birthday cake: I am not greedy, I only make one wish, to be Jian Yiwei's manager or assistant, God Let me realize it, okay?

At such an important moment, it is inevitable that people will fall in love immediately, and he regrets it now, "I used to be very naive and wanted to go to the art and design college to study before the age of 25. When I became a painter, I could be with the people I like. Now I see Come and realize only one, I'm 25..." After speaking, he blew out the candles on the cake.

"You still haven't fully let go of the past."

"No, it's just a sudden thought. Maybe this is the arrangement of fate, so I can't go to the art design college, so I can only comfort myself like this. However, I believe that God must have other arrangements, let me go to Jian Yiwei's side !"

"Are you so sure?!"

"Of course, everything will be fine." Speaking of this, he giggled, then slowly put away his smile, and said seriously: "After the crowd recedes, it feels very warm to have you by my side .Sometimes, I think you are like a sister, but you never need my protection. Sometimes, I think you are a sister, willing to help me a lot."

"As long as you have a conscience, it's good to know," Zhu Minyan raised her eyebrows, and sat down on the opposite bench with a smile, "I'll continue to go with you for tomorrow's interview."

"No, I can do it by myself. I don't want to delay your work."

"Oh..." She nodded, "Alright then."

"Hmm!" Lin Mingwei raised his hand to pick up the fine serrated knife placed on the side of the cake, and said with a smile, "I want to cut the cake!"

"I'll help you."

The faces of the two people were full of smiles, their hands were folded together, and they held the fine serrated knife tightly, cutting the birthday cake straight down...

The next day, Lin Mingwei, who arrived on time again, raised his head and looked at the top of the YCS building. After scanning it from top to bottom, he looked up at the blue sky again. He climbed to the highest point with a smile. Confidently walked towards the hall of the building.

"Hello, we met, I'm here for an interview."

"Did you bring your resume?" The female receptionist at the front desk seemed to recognize him.

"Well, here it is!"

"Then come with me." The female receptionist reached out to take Lin Mingwei's resume, and walked out of the counter with a smile, showing her slender figure.

He followed closely behind him and came to a small, clean and tidy conference room.

"Please wait a moment."

"Okay, thank you." He quickly agreed, and after scanning the meeting room, he sat down on the soft flannel sofa, feeling as calm as water.

After a while, a gentleman-like man in a black suit opened the door and walked into the meeting room. He held a resume in one hand, and his piercing eyes looked calm. This man was called Lin Wenqi. It's Jian Yiwei's manager, but Lin Mingwei doesn't know about it.

"Lin Mingwei?"

He came back to his senses in a daze, smiled and nodded, "Hi, it's me." It was only when he saw his resume in his hand that he suddenly understood, could it be the interviewer? !

"Hello, please sit down." Lin Wenqi said while sitting on the sofa with him. The two people were not far apart, half a meter apart.

"Thank you!"

"Lin Mingwei, graduated from Art and Design." He looked down slightly, flicked his resume with his finger, raised his head and asked, "Do you have one year's work experience in interior design?"

"Yes."

"Why did you leave your job and want to change careers?" Lin Wenqi put down the resume in his hand, and the flashing arrogant expression made people feel elusive.

"Because...the previous company was not well managed and closed down." Although Lin Mingwei was quite reluctant to tell the reason for his resignation, he had no choice but to tell the truth.

"That's it," he nodded knowingly, and asked with a smile, "Can you tell me what your dream is?"

"Actually, painting is my favorite, and I also studied oil painting. My dream is to go abroad for further studies and become a freelance painter."

"Painter?" he repeated.

"Well," he nodded slightly, and continued, "However, I need this job very much now. After all, reality comes first and dreams come later."

"It's a good sentence that the reality comes first, and the dream comes later." Lin Wenqi nodded in agreement, feeling a little interesting, and said without further consideration: "Then you, as for other matters, the personnel department will contact you, I will wait for you." There will be other things, you go back first, and you will officially go to work next Monday, can this be done?"

"Yes!" Lin Mingwei nodded happily, but was a little worried in his heart, and hurriedly confirmed: "But, is it that simple? Are you really sure about hiring me?"

"Yeah, today you are the only one coming to the company for an interview. Do you think it's fake? What's more, it's just an unknown singer. It's more than enough to find you as a manager and assistant."

It was unbelievable that a man with such a gentlemanly appearance could say such a thing.

"I understand. I'll go back first. Goodbye." He looked at those slightly disguised eyes and squeezed out a smile.

"Goodbye." Lin Wenqi nodded, pulling the corner of his mouth reluctantly.

Lin Mingwei paced out of the meeting room. He was able to be Jian Yiwei's manager, but he was not as happy as he imagined. When he walked to the corner outside the meeting room, he passed a slender, not tall lady.

He looked back subconsciously, and all he saw was the back of a woman walking towards the door of the meeting room...