Overlord, he played off

"Tonight is your last chance, think about it yourself."

After the manager Wu Anzhi finished talking to Huo Kun, he led several artists under him to socialize, but Huo Kun was left alone in the corner.

Huo Kun has long been used to it, first to snub and suppress, and then to throw an olive branch, the company's usual means.

It's just that I'm afraid that Angkor will be disappointed, this trick is useless to him.

After ignoring him for a while, Wu Anzhi reckoned that it was almost the same, and Wu Anzhi turned back again, "Have you figured it out yet?"

"The entertainment industry has no shortage of handsome men and beautiful women. The good times only last for a few years. Only those who are knowledgeable and interesting can climb high. Those who are not clear-headed don't know where to go. It's normal to be young and energetic, but you have to be clear-headed. You He's a smart kid, he knows what to do, so I don't need my brother to teach you again, right?"

Huo Kun didn't speak, just looked at him with his dark eyes, which seemed to be charged with electricity, and seemed to hide a galaxy of stars, which made his heart feel cold and numb.

Wu Zhian sighed in his heart, and he became more and more appreciative of his talents.There are indeed many handsome men and beautiful women in the entertainment industry, but the looks that can kill horizontally are too rare, but this temperament is too stubborn, so it needs to be honed.

If you want to get along well in this circle, don't have any naive thoughts, even if you have, he will crush it with his own hands.

Huo Kun didn't say a word, but at this great opportunity, he himself was left out in the cold. Looking at other people socializing, he must be anxious and regretful. Wu Anzhi believed that Huo Kun was good, and waved, "Let's go, be good." , don’t play fake tricks like those bastards.”

The black feather-like eyelashes drooped, light and shadow intertwined, and cast a shadow on the dark eyes. Huo Kun didn't speak but got up obediently, and followed Wu Anzhi to toast around.

"This is President Pang of Pioneer Media."

Middle-aged, bald, greasy and bloated, with dirty thoughts written in his eyes, Huo Kun knew who this Pang always was and what kind of plans Wu Zhian had planned with just one look.

The so-called last chance is still disgusting.

Seeing Huo Kun standing dumbfounded, Wu Anzhi felt dissatisfied, and repeatedly gave Huo Kun winks and threats.

Although Huo Kun responded, he was very cold, "Hello, Mr. Pang."

Wu Zhian's face darkened, obviously not satisfied with Huo Kun's performance.

Mr. Pang didn't care much, but his eyes lit up.

Huo Kun's looks are really outstanding, his bones and skin are excellent, he is young and tender, Mr. Pang almost took a fancy to this boy at a glance, so he squinted his eyes, and the creases on his face deepened.

Wu Anzhi's ability to observe words and emotions is naturally good, and he squeezed Huo Kun to Mr. Pang's side by holding the wine, giving Mr. Pang and Huo Kun room to play.

President Pang smiled gently, and his tone was as natural as that of an elder in the family, "Xiao Huo, how old is this year?"

"twenty."

"Yo, you're still in school."

Huo Kun suddenly sneered, but there was no smile in his dark eyes.The manager's face froze, and he quickly changed the topic. Mr. Pang exchanged greetings with the manager, but his eyes still lingered on Huo Kun vaguely.

Huo Kun looked coldly at the salty pig's hand that was getting closer and closer to him, resisting nausea, his fists were clenched and crackling.

On the left is the manager Wu Anzhi who is warning him not to do it, and on the right is the boss Pang Xinzhi who is about to touch his ass in the next moment.In this banquet hall, there were luxurious clothes and fine wine, and there were celebrities coming and going, but Huo Kun only felt suffocated and disgusted, no matter how expensive and gorgeous the clothes were, they couldn't cover the dirty and stench inside.

Huo Kun endured so much that the veins on his forehead throbbed, disgusting, disgusting...

Just before something in his heart could not be restrained, Huo Kun suddenly raised his head and drank most of the champagne in the glass, his Adam's apple rolled like a cow.

Wu Anzhi and Pang Xinzhi were taken aback by Huo Kun's sudden action. The next moment, Pang Xinzhi felt his hands go cold and heavy. Looking down, he couldn't touch the upturned butt that he coveted, but his hands were One more empty wine glass.

Huo Kun wiped the wine from the corner of his mouth, and said with a sneer: "Please trouble Mr. Pang."

Then turned to leave.

Pang Xinzhi was stunned for a moment, then realized that he had been rejected, so his face collapsed, he gave Huo Kun and Wu Anzhi a cold look, put the empty wine glass on the table, and left with a flick of his sleeves.

Wu Anzhi was in a hurry and hurried to catch up.

Huo Kun didn't look back, as if he didn't care about the reaction behind him at all, he shook his shoulders, as if he wanted to shake off some disgusting thing, turned around and walked back to the corner where no one was around.

Huo Kun stood next to the pillar again, his slender figure was hidden in the shadow cast by the long pillar, lonely and unassuming, out of tune with the environment.Like a little wolf who broke into the human world, he just wanted to wait quietly for this farce to end.

But some people just don't want to do what he wants.

Wu Anzhi turned back with a look of anger, and scolded Huo Kun, "...the entertainment industry is not bad for newcomers, and I don't need to say how fast it will be updated. If you continue like this, the company will have to keep you in the dark." Go on. There are a lot of artists in the company, and you are not short of one... You have ten years left in your contract, think about it for yourself, ten years later, when you are 30 years old, what else can you do?"

The corner of Huo Kun's mouth twitched, magma rolled in his dark eyes, he sneered, "I will never be a fake."

Wu Anzhi gasped for breath, and stared at Huo Kun viciously, "Okay...okay, you're capable!"

Jiang Xuecheng licked his lips, and the tip of his tongue swept away a drop of red wine juice left on his lips. His gaze was still in the distance. Huo Kun was confronting Wu Anzhi. He raised his lowered head and glanced at Wu Anzhi. , wild, like an immature wolf cub, still smelling of milk, immature, but also has a ferocious wildness.

Enough flavor.

It can be seen that Xuecheng's lower abdomen is a little hot.

I don't know what was said there, but the poor little girl seemed to be irritated, her eyes were a little red, and her chest heaved a little.

Jiang Xuecheng's gaze moved down, from that pretty face, and slid across his slender neck and undulating chest, he felt that every detail of the veins seemed to be in front of him, full of temptation.

Jiang Xuecheng's Adam's apple rolled up and down.

want this boy...

The wine with ice in his hand could no longer suppress Jiang Xuecheng's scorching heat, and he was about to put down his glass to go out to breathe, but his movements stopped.

Looking at the liquid in the glass, Jiang Xuecheng suddenly had some secret thoughts that were not on the table.

Jiang Xuecheng thought of the poor little undulating chest, slender neck and cold white skin under the light, and suddenly wanted to know what it would look like if it was paired with gorgeous red wine...

With this thought together, I didn't suppress it anymore.

Jiang Xuecheng took another sip of his wine, and said to Qi Xin beside him, "Let's make a bet."

As soon as Qi Xin heard it, he became interested, "What kind of prize?"

"Three dollars."

"You dominate the boss, are you embarrassed to bet 100 yuan?"

"Gamble or not?"

"Bet, bet, what are you betting on?"

Jiang Xuecheng pointed, "Bet on whether that kid has muscles."

"You don't care if he has..." Qi Xin closed his mouth under the gaze of his boss, then looked around the child seriously, and said firmly, "Yes."

Jiang Xuecheng said lazily: "Oh? I said no."

Qi Xin shook his head, and said firmly: "There must be. That kid looks like an entertainer, and now the market has such high requirements for entertainers, this kid must have abdominal muscles."

Jiang Xuecheng raised his hand and called a waiter, and said to Qi Xin, "Then let's have a look."

Qi Xin was dumbfounded, "What do you think?"

Jiang Xuecheng lowered his head and said something in the waiter's ear. The waiter's eyes showed surprise, and his hands trembled slightly.

Jiang Xuecheng handed the wine glass to the waiter, "Go, be smart."

When he said this, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his tone was gentle. The waiter took the wine glass and left with a blushing face.

Qi Xin was suspicious and felt that something was wrong, "What are you doing?"

Jiang Xuecheng smiled and said, "Look."

Qi Xin looked around, what did he see?

"Oh," Jiang Xuecheng said suddenly, "Where are my glasses?"

"My God," Qi Xin complained while taking out the boss' glasses bag from his pocket, "It's not easy being your boss. I must be a Doraemon."

I haven't worn glasses for 800 years, so I wanted to ask him for it on a whim, and, damn, he can actually take it out.

I was moved by myself.

Just as Jiang Xuecheng put on his glasses, there was a small commotion around him.Qi Xin looked up, and saw that a waiter accidentally bumped into the customer, spilling the red wine.

The surrounding guests quickly looked away, losing interest.

Qi Xin's eyes suddenly widened, first he looked at the waiter and the person who was poured all over by the waiter, and then at the boss, his face was full of shock.

Jiang Xuecheng curled the corners of his lips loosely, quite satisfied.It was the waiter who got it.

Around the silver-rimmed glasses, it looks like standard definition and high definition, which is comfortable to watch.

Red wine was sprinkled all over Huo Kun, and the thin shirt was tightly attached to the skin, outlining the texture of the muscles, and the invisible parts can also be completed by brain.

The cool white skin is paired with gorgeous red wine, and the wine slowly drips over the firm chest muscles and tight abdominal muscles, creating a lively and fragrant fragrance.

President Jiang Da's Adam's apple rolled, and a burst of heat rushed straight to his lower abdomen.

Qi Xin finally recovered from the shock, with an incredulous expression on his face, "You...you old pervert."

President Jiang Da gave Qi Xin a lazy sideways glance.

Qi Xin shut her mouth and beeped softly, "I said why did I make such a bet all of a sudden, I just found an excuse to play hooligans..."

"What did you say?" Jiang Xuecheng smiled softly.

Qi Xin was excited, with a sincere smile, "100 yuan is a sincere benefit."

Jiang Xuecheng stretched out his hand, Qi Xin thought that the boss was going to give him a red envelope, so he quickly took out the boss's mobile phone from his pocket, and put it in the boss's hand like a dog, looking forward to it.

But Jiang Xuecheng made a phone call, "Jason, it's me."

Qi Xin pursed her lips, coauthoring was not to transfer money to him.Qi Xin pursed his lips, secretly eavesdropping on the boss talking on the phone.

Jiang Xuecheng didn't care either, "Bring me a set of clothes, and I'll send you the address."

"No, it has to be worn."

Huo Kun was wrapped in a bathrobe, standing in front of the mirror and listening attentively to the movement outside the door.

No one seems to be.

Huokun opened the door and came out of the bathroom, but there was really no one there.

Could it be that he guessed wrong?Huo Kun frowned slightly. Was it really an accident by the waiter that the wine spilled on him?Wasn't it deliberately arranged by someone?

Hawkun didn't believe it.

Walking all the way, he felt that there were few mistakes, and he always felt that this was not a coincidence.The faces of Pang Xinzhi and Wu Anzhi flashed in his mind, but when he looked around again, Huo Kun shook his head and a trace of doubt flashed in his dark eyes.

Ordinary business rooms, empty rooms, no suspicious drinks, everything seems to indicate that he is overthinking. This is really just a rest room prepared by the organizer for the guests.

Huo Kun never let down his vigilance, he went around the room and found nothing wrong.

only...

His clothes were gone, and now all he had left was this bathrobe, which had been taken away while he was in the shower.

Huo Kun sneered, sure enough.

Still showing off.

Taking his clothes is trying to trap him here.

This is the 23rd floor, and the only way to leave is through the door.Huo Kun walked towards the door with light steps, and listened intently for no movement outside the door.

Huo Kun narrowed his eyes slightly, and put his hand gently on the doorknob.

At this moment the door was knocked, Huo Kun's eyes flashed coldly, his hand on the doorknob was clenched tightly, he didn't make a sound, he stood still and listened carefully to the movement outside the door.

The door was knocked again, as if there was no response, after a rustle, the electronic sound sounded, someone outside swiped their card, and the door was opened.

Huo Kun tensed up, staring at the door.

"Sir, you came out. I'm sorry, I just found a suitable replacement for you. I'm not late."

It was the waiter just now.

Huo Kun glanced at the waiter, then at the bag the waiter was carrying, his tense muscles relaxed, "No."

The waiter put down his clothes and walked out.

Huo Kun stared at the bag for a while, did he really want to go wrong?

Without thinking about it, Huo Kun took out the clothes from the bag.It was a black dress, just right for an occasion like tonight.Huo Kun didn't have any extra clothes. The whole body stained by red wine was borrowed from the company, and he had to return it after wearing it.

He picked up the shirt and was about to put it on, when Huo Kun suddenly smelled a faint perfume smell on the clothes, wood tone, very special, like bluegrass in the snow of an ancient temple, elegant and low-key with a bit of Zen.

Smelling it, it feels like being in that artistic conception, and my heart calms down.

It's a very, very unique taste.

Fascinating...

Huo Kun couldn't hold back and smelled it again, but his brows gradually frowned. Could this perfume with strong personal characteristics really be the replacement clothes prepared by the hotel for inconvenient guests?

The author has something to say: Jiang · old pervert · Xuecheng: Do my clothes smell good?

Next year, Huo Kun is currently 19 years old and Jiang Xuecheng is 27 years old

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