The cannon fodder man, he got the abstinence boss? [Transmigration Book]

"Why are you here?" Jiang Yangyang was taken aback when he saw someone in the room unexpectedly.

Ruan Yuqiu saw that he was a teammate who was angry with him before, and he had an average relationship with the original owner in his impression, so he didn't want to say more, and just responded lightly: "Take something."

"What are you taking?" Jiang Yangyang looked suspiciously at the clothes in his hands, "Did you steal Brother Jiang's things?"

Ruan Yuqiu raised his eyelids: "Take my own things."

Jiang Yangyang obviously didn't believe it, he folded his arms to block the door, his face full of contempt: "It's disgusting."

"Do you think that if you do such a thing, Brother Jiang will still talk to you? Don't be delusional, what Brother Jiang hates the most is someone like you who sticks to you by all means."

"Don't you have any ideas about what's going on with you? I want to eat swan meat."

Ruan Yuqiu looked at him quietly, if he didn't provoke Jiang Yangyang, he would never let him go.

"How do you know?" Ruan Yuqiu asked.

Jiang Yangyang didn't expect him to ask back suddenly: "What?"

"How do you know that Jiang Qi hates people who stick to him the most?"

Jiang Yangyang was taken aback.

Jiang Qi actually didn't show too much emotion to those who admired him. He always looked like he refused to be thousands of miles away, which was intimidating. , and no one knows his likes and dislikes.

But Jiang Yangyang knew, because he had seen it before.

Glued on, then brutally thrown away.

He seemed to remember something, and his face turned pale.

Then he realized that no one would know about that matter, and Ruan Yuqiu was just playing the trick and putting on airs.

He cheered up: "Who would like a mangy dog? Besides, Brother Jiang and I don't know each other better than you? Of course I know."

After finishing speaking, he seemed to gain confidence, and looked over in disgust, and the other party also looked at him.

For some reason, looking at Ruan Yuqiu's calm eyes, he suddenly felt uncomfortable, frowned and wanted to ask Ruan Yuqiu what he meant, but he heard the other party speak first.

"That's right," Ruan Yuqiu smiled, "You must know him better than me."

Obviously following his words, Jiang Yangyang still felt inexplicably angry, and unconsciously raised his voice: "What nonsense are you talking about, of course."

"Well, after all, I'm not like you, for such a long time..." Ruan Yuqiu finished the rest of the sentence, "Like a mouse."

Hearing this, Jiang Yangyang's pupils widened rapidly.

"What nonsense are you talking about?!" He straightened his neck, his face swelled red, "You are shameless and still slander others? Do you think everyone is like you, like a dog's skin plaster, I tell you, Brother Jiang will never -"

"Tuk Tuk Tuk-"

There was a knock on the door, and Jiang Yangyang's yelling was interrupted. He turned his head and looked behind him.

It's Han Ming, one of the members of their boy group, a handsome guy with single eyelids.

Han Ming is tall, and when he was at the door, the club was close to the top of the door frame. His face was indifferent, and his voice was also cold: "What are you doing?"

"We," Jiang Yangyang stuck for a moment before continuing, "Let's chat, when did you come here, did you hear us?"

Han Ming was silent, raised his eyes and replied, "No, I just passed by."

Jiang Yangyang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly explained: "I saw Brother Jiang's door was open, so I came over to have a look, but I ran into him."

Ruan Yuqiu met their eyes and said softly, "I'll take the phone."

He didn't want to entangle with Jiang Yangyang anymore, so he walked towards the door after speaking, and pretended to leave.

"Hey, your group is having a small meeting here!" A loud voice came from the door, it was the actor Zhou Ting.

He glanced around the crowd, then glanced at Ruan Yuqiu in the room, and said with a smile: "Brother Jiang, this place is a place of good geomantic omen, everyone likes to hang out here, hey, I'm not bad anywhere, and I'll sit there next time chant!"

"Brother Zhou was joking, we were just passing by," Jiang Yangyang responded with a smile, "I happened to see Ruan Yuqiu here, we are going back, Brother Zhou, see you tomorrow."

With that said, he walked out the door.

Ruan Yuqiu wanted to go back a long time ago, he greeted Zhou Ting briefly, then walked to the room while making a phone call.

As soon as the phone was connected, a roar came from the phone.

"Your fucking mobile phone is negative for 5G? It takes two hours to receive the signal?? When you get connected, the old lady will come over!"

The right ear is the roar of the mobile phone receiver, and the left ear is the vibration of the real eardrum. Ruan Yuqiu looked downstairs and saw their manager walking in the door with a mobile phone.

Their manager, Sister Zhang, is a thin woman with a baby face, hiding a manly soul, she acts vigorously and resolutely, and is well-known in the circle.

When she saw Ruan Yuqiu upstairs, she gave him a hard look, then hung up the phone, greeted the director team with a smile, and grabbed him into the room.

"You! What do you want me to say about you!" Sister Zhang began to scold him as soon as she closed the door, "You said that you have no brains. Do you want me to teach you what you can do and what you can't do?! Forget about those usual things, my mother’s [-] marketing accounts let them catch wind and shadows! As a result, you fucked with the difficulty of hell, and live broadcasted climbing Jiang Qi’s bed, Jiang Qi’s bed! Damn! Me! Are you playing with me?!”

"No, no," Ruan Yuqiu quickly denied, and poured a cup of tea for Sister Zhang, "Calm down first..."

"Fuck me!" Sister Zhang looked at him, snatched the cup and drank some water, then smashed the bottom of the cup on the coffee table, "I calm down!"

Ruan Yuqiu flinched from the sound of the bottom of the glass being touched, and before Sister Zhang roared again, she immediately folded her hands together and admitted her mistake: "I'm sorry, I really drank too much this time, I know I was wrong! I will definitely not do it next time!" I will!"

Sister Zhang was originally angry, so she could just scold her, but Ruan Yuqiu's attitude was unexpectedly good this time, and she tried her best to calm herself down—now is not the time to be angry, the key is how to deal with it.

"It needs to be put into operation as soon as possible," Sister Zhang quickly adjusted her emotions, and said calmly, "Can you explain clearly what's going on? Why did you go to Jiang Qi's bed? Be careful, the crisis public relations department can make a judgment."

"I was just drunk and my mind was not clear. When I realized it," Ruan Yuqiu paused, "I was thrown out by Jiang Qi."

"Really drunk or fake drunk?"

"...so drunk."

"What happened during the process?" Sister Zhang folded her arms and leaned back, staring at him with piercing eyes, "You remember what happened, tell me everything, including every word you and Jiang Qi said, every word Jiang Qi said Tell me all the facial expressions, don’t be shy! Hurry up, I have to rush to save you.”

"..."

So Ruan Yuqiu told her everything in detail, including the crying confession, throwing himself into the arms with a shy face, and finally having to pay the service fee, but was thrown out by the neck.

After speaking, Ruan Yuqiu blushed, and Sister Zhang turned blue.

"You have a good memory..." Sister Zhang gritted her teeth, and finally couldn't help but said, "Do you really like Jiang so much?"

"..." Ruan Yuqiu asked, "Is it obvious?"

"Behavior after being drunk is instinctive." Sister Zhang glanced at the boy with his head bowed opposite, and said softly, "But you must also have self-knowledge."

It's easy to like Jiang. Most of the entertainment industry likes him, but no one has ever gotten a response.

Not to mention someone like Ruan Yuqiu who used this method, even if he didn't mean it.

"Okay, this is not the purpose of our discussion." Sister Zhang stopped swiping her mobile phone and raised her head, "The conversation just now was shared with the PR department, and their handling method was the same as I thought before—a public apology. "

This matter was not meant to be publicized. If it was private, Jiang Qi might not bother to argue with them, but the bad thing was that it was broadcast live.

Tens of thousands of eyes watched Ruan Yuqiu being thrown out in a bed sheet, and listened to Jiang Qi's roar when he was thrown. No matter how sophistry or vagueness, it will not work. It is better to tell the truth sincerely.

Besides, Ruan Yuqiu was drunk, this was not a premeditated erotic activity, and everything was not irreversible.

It's just that it's impossible to cooperate with Jiang Qi anymore, and Sister Zhang can't help but feel regretful, such a big tree, such a big traffic, don't even think about it in the future.

But there is no way, the artist belongs to his own family.

Sister Zhang sighed, and said, "Go get a pen and paper, and write a letter of apology by hand. It must be sincere. On the surface, it says that you are insane because of drunkenness, but between the lines, you must express your uncontrollable love for Jiang Qi. .”

"……"sincere?

Ruan Yuqiu hesitated a little, pinching the seam of his trousers, and didn't move.

"What's the matter? Go get it." Sister Zhang urged with a frown.

"Does it have to be written by hand?" Ruan Yuqiu said, "I see that there are also videos of people apologizing, and everyone says they are very sincere."

Sister Zhang was speechless: "Do you think I will let you talk nonsense? Send a video to apologize, and your every action and tone of every sentence will be picked out and analyzed. How can I have so much American time to teach you? Stop talking nonsense, Hurry up and get some paper to write, and you have to send it to the PR department for review.”

Ruan Yuqiu had no choice but to dawdle in the suitcase to find the notebook.

He found it in his hand, but his mind was thinking of other things.

He and the original Ruan Yuqiu were not the same person, and the handwriting could not be completely consistent. We still had to find a way to persuade Sister Zhang to apologize in another way.

Before he could think of the method, his hand turning over the notebook suddenly stopped.

Ruan Yuqiu's gaze was glued to the page, and the content inside was just a simple diary, with few lines and very sloppy writing.

But every horizontal line and vertical line are the same as his own handwriting.

Ruan Yuqiu was stunned for a moment, and then realized that the system might have done something wrong.

He secretly exhaled, for a moment, he thought he was reading his previous diary.

Ruan Yuqiu tore off a piece of paper, walked over with a pen, and asked Sister Zhang, "Should I write it myself? How should I write it?"

"Well, you write it first, and then revise it later. It must be sincere, highlighting drunkenness, deliriousness, and hidden love." Sister Zhang emphasized again.

"..."

"What's the matter?" Sister Zhang asked, leaning back on the sofa, "This should be easy for you, it makes people feel that all this is driven by alcohol on the surface, but in fact it is your irresistible love! It must be The kind of love that wants to be restrained but cannot be restrained, that degree, you must grasp it well."

"..." Pen for you?

When Ruan Yuqiu wrote it, the content made Sister Zhang suspicious again.

"Where is love? What about love?! You are so fucking obscure that you have disappeared without a trace! Tell the truth, you climbed Jiangqi's bed for resources, right?"

"..."

In the end, Ruan Yuqiu was ordered to rewrite for an hour. When she saw what he wrote last time, Sister Zhang sent it to the PR department in disgust.

Jing'an villa in the north of the city was stuck in a traffic jam for a long time, and Jiang Qi, whose face was so cold that he had just returned home, received a message from a foreign friend.

"Young Master Jiang, it's been so long since you've been in the shadows. I heard that you're going to be on the trending list again? Wait for me, I'll download Weibo for you."

"Are you going to participate in a variety show? Are you tired of being the big boss? Which variety show is so popular, please move you?"

"........."

"I'll go, I'll go. Is this news true? Someone crawled on your bed?? Where did this brave boy come from? Jiang Yan Wang's bed dares to climb??? Is he okay?"

"Wow, I swiped out his apology letter."

"It's still handwritten. It's quite sincere, with a little bit of sourness and affectation. Tsk, do you want to read it? I'll send it to you."

Jiang Qi tore off his tie, threw it on the sofa casually, and unbuttoned the top button of his gray shirt with one hand, exposing his Adam's apple rolled slightly.

"Don't watch." He replied with a cold face, threw the phone on the sofa, turned around and walked to the bathroom, and did not see the almost instant reply message on the phone screen.

"Okay, sorry."

"Master Jiang's charm is indeed undiminished, and people will come to him wherever he goes."

"Wait a minute, this person, why, it seems, doesn't it, looks familiar?"

"Fuck! This is the kid you asked me to check before, right? It's him, right? Right??"

"I just went to read the information, my god..."

"Returning to China, participating in variety shows, bed climbing, live broadcasting, writing a letter of apology..."

"There are a lot of elements, what do you think?"

The author has something to say: Hey, see you tomorrow.