The metaphysics boss just wants to be a salted fish

There are too many people here, and the other party has fire control weapons, Bo Nan doesn't want to cause any trouble.

The other party nodded and put down his coat: "Mr. Bo, please."

Bo Nan followed them to another exit, unexpectedly there was a parking lot and a wide road after going out, which made Bo Nan wonder what he was doing for the half hour just now.

The other party took him to a simple and low-key black car, and let him get into the seat behind the driver's seat. After he got into the car, he heard a click and the door locked.There was also a bodyguard sitting on his right, the one who threatened him with a thermal weapon.

The other party glanced at him, and saw that Bo Nan was calm and composed, and there was nothing unusual about him, as if he was really invited by them.The bodyguard immediately snorted contemptuously in his heart—he had seen a lot of people who put on airs like this, what's so great about a 20-year-old young man?Totally not worth the 'please' with so many people.

The car started, and Bo Nanwu knocked on the car window, drawing everyone's attention to him, and he said: "Screw it, I'll smoke a cigarette."

"...Okay, Mr. Bo." Following the response from the driver's seat, the car window dropped a crack, as if he was afraid that Bo Nan would jump out of the window. The presence of this gap is almost as good as the absence of it, but the wind is not small.

Bo Nan took out the cirrus smoke and took a slow puff. The dense smoke was pulled away along the car window by the howling wind.Bo Nan didn't take it seriously, she leisurely smoked her cigarette and played with her mobile phone along the way.

Suddenly, a hand was stretched out from the side, and Bo Nan loosened his fingers, and the mobile phone drew a semicircle along his thumb to avoid the hand, Bo Nan raised his eyes and looked at the people beside him: "Why, your husband still said you can't Let me touch the phone?"

The bodyguard said coldly: "It's better for Mr. Bo not to do anything that is too misleading."

Immediately there came a familiar sound effect, which was the title track of Happy Matching Music, which everyone around you can hear even if you haven't played it before. The bodyguard fixed his eyes on Bo Nan and said, "I hope Mr. Bo can put his phone Shut down or leave it to me for safekeeping."

Bo Nan raised his eyebrows and turned off the phone.

The place was far closer than Bo Nan expected, and the car stopped within 10 minutes after driving along the outside of the city. It was a seemingly ordinary villa area.

The number of the villa is quite auspicious, No. 86.

After entering, Bo Nan was brought into the living room. Two bodyguards stood behind him with their hands behind their backs. The servant served the tea and fruit plate, but the gentleman they were talking about could not be seen.Bo Nan was really thirsty all the way here, so he picked up the tea and blew on it before drinking it.

The tea is good tea, but the owner is not very good.

A beautiful woman who looked like a secretary in a black suit said softly, "Mr. Bo, please wait a moment, our husband will be there soon."

"En." Bo Nan replied indifferently, but in the end, he was stunned when the tea was filled to the second cup, and the fruit plate was half eaten by him before someone pushed the door in.

"Mr. Bo Nanbo, right?" The person who came was a man in his early thirties. He was good-looking, but his eyes were covered with a thin layer of black and blue, with a sense of malaise, as if he was caught in a deep sleep. As if waking up from the bed, his face was full of irritability and displeasure.

He looked down at Bo Nan with a look of amazement in his eyes, and then sat on the sofa on the other side, with his legs resting on the coffee table. "It looks pretty good."

Next to the shoes is Bo Nan's teacup.

"Yes." Bo Nan looked up at him: "Who are you, and what can I do for you?"

"You don't know me?" The other party was taken aback for a moment, and then occasionally couldn't believe it: "Are you pretending?"

Bo Nan said, "I really don't know you."

The other party didn't know whether it was because of anger or what, so he nodded indifferently: "All right, I'm Mu Yan."

He was ready for the other party to show a surprised expression, but Bo Nan looked at him with a calm expression, as if he didn't know who he was, and said, "And then?"

"Fuck." Mu Yan swears, and then said: "Then you have heard of Maoyi Media, right?"

Bo Nan thought for a while: "No."

media company?I really don’t know, after all, he doesn’t pay attention to the entertainment industry, let alone star chasing, and his family doesn’t have any entertainment industry—oh no, now there is, but that’s because Bo Yizhen is in contact with Zhang Fei, so he doesn’t need him .

Wait, it must have something to do with Zhang Fei, right?

"Okay..." Mu Yan beckoned, sent the secretary to the side to take over a contract, and threw it in front of Bo Nan: "I heard that Zhang Fei is already in contact with you, and he offered you a good price? You Follow me, I'll give you an A directly... Zhang Fei will give you a B at most."

Bo Nan raised his eyebrows, and heard the other party continue: "20 years old, not too young, a bit missed the golden age, we plan to hold a talent show under our banner, and it won't be a big problem to pack you up when the time comes."

Bo Nan reached out to take the contract, one of the bodyguards came up and pressed his shoulder: "Mr. Bo, please sit where you are."

"You don't need to read the contract." Mu Yan changed his posture: "I'll tell you another news, I signed a Dangai drama, as long as you are obedient... I will give you a leading actor. You should understand now How difficult it is to sign a delayed change, our company has independently injected capital, and it is good in all aspects, how about spending money to hire a capable person to teach you when the time comes?"

"It doesn't matter if you're not an academic school. With your face, even if you stand still and use it as a vase, you will still have a lot of girls supporting you." Mu Yan talked eloquently, as if he had already made Bo Nan's debut and marketing difficult. It's already planned: "At that time, I will go to two big-produced variety shows. It won't be a problem if they become popular for three to five years. If you can work harder and learn something in the middle, it won't be impossible to praise you as an actor."

Bo Nan just thought it was funny.

"Then if I sign the contract today, I have to sign it? If I don't, I have to sign it?" Bo Nan asked back: "But I don't plan to sign any artist contract with Zhang Fei, if you don't believe me, you can call Zhang Fei and ask. "

"I don't care if you want to sign with Zhang Fei or not, you're sitting here." Mu Yan lit a cigarette: "Xiao Wang, give Mr. Bo a pen."

Immediately, a pen was handed to Bo Nan, and Mu Yan raised his chin: "Let's sign it."

Bo Nan was about to explain his identity when suddenly a hard object hit his head - a heat control weapon.The bodyguard next to him said: "Sir asked you to sign, you sign, don't suffer in vain."

The corners of Bo Nan's mouth slightly raised: "Okay."

Bo Nan didn't see what was written on it, so he picked up a pen and signed his name.

The secretary quickly took the contract away and handed it to Mu Yan. Mu Yan glanced at it and dusted it off with satisfaction: "Very well, I like smart people like you. You will start working on Monday, and someone will contact you then."

"Light me a cigarette." Mu Yan put a cigarette in his mouth.

The bodyguard took away the hot weapon that was on Bo Nan's head, walked up to Mu Yan, pointed the hot weapon at the muzzle of the gun, and with a click, flames burst out and the smoke ignited.He proudly said: "How is it? Didn't you see it? It was custom-made at a huge price. Even if you take it for a scan, it will be found to be the structure of a gun, and the bullets are kerosene... You have been cheated."

"Send Mr. Bo back—remember to come to the company to report on Monday! I'm not the same as Zhang Fei! I said A date is A date! Be honest and let's cooperate and win-win! I'll give you the male lead! Happy, 200 million basic salary after tax! Six insurances and one housing fund are fully paid! Before the official debut, you will work from [-] to [-] on weekends! Even if you have been in my company for two years, you are enough to buy a house in the Shanghai stock market!"

"Oh yes! Next time you sign a contract, remember to read it! Even if someone puts a gun on your head, you have to read it clearly before signing!" Ten? Such a face shouldn't be!"

Too smart brains and too good skins are neither good things, especially when there is not enough power behind them to protect them.The dangers and temptations this kind of people face are almost innumerable. Take a step back and say, which city will not disappear silently one day?

He learned of Bo Nan's existence from an informant under Zhang Fei. He knew when he saw the photo that if it fell into Zhang Fei's hands, Zhang Fei would definitely be able to dominate for five or ten years. He is an ordinary college graduate, so he rushed to start before.

Bo Nan froze for a moment, he really didn't see it, especially such a bomb with kerosene and gunpowder, in terms of aura, it was almost no different from a real gun.

He smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll go back first, see you on Monday, Mr. Mu."

Today is Thursday, three more days.

He got up and turned away without waiting for Mu Yan's response. Mu Yan sat on the sofa and waved to him: "Call—Mu—President!"

Mu Yan looked at Bo Nan's leaving back, and yawned big: "Okay, I'll go to sleep for a while."

Secretary Wang said sternly, "Mr. Mu, isn't it good for us to do this?"

"What's the point?" Muyan smoked a cigarette sideways, showing some indifference for no reason amidst the smog: "The shopping mall is like a battlefield, and he will definitely be popular when he debuts. We want to seize it." How could the market of Kuan Cheng (Zhang Fei's company) allow him to snatch such resources? As for this Bo Nan, it is best for him to come to work on Monday, and it doesn't matter if he doesn't come, the salary is still paid, as long as he doesn't get involved in the circle I can still afford to spend 200 million this year."

"If he dares to sign a contract with Zhang Fei or other companies, then take the contract and sue him and his company, and they will lose their fortune." Mu Yan yawned again after speaking, his eyes narrowed. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that there seemed to be something left where Bo Nan was sitting just now. He pointed, and Secretary Wang went over and took it and handed it to his hand.

He squinted his eyes and looked at it. It was a pure black jade card with nothing written on it, but the pattern was very fine and beautiful, which was very in line with his low-key, luxurious and classy preferences. He held it in his hand and looked around. , and handed it back to the secretary: "Find a box to put it in, and return it to him later."

Tsk, even if he likes it, he won't confiscate other people's things.Isn't it just a jade card, it looks quite classy, ​​and he is not short of money, so he went to order hundreds of cards by himself and distributed them as business cards for fun.

Secretary Wang complied, she could be said to be instructing Mu Yan's family, she leaned over and took out a gift box from under the coffee table, and put the card into it.

"You go back first." He said.

Secretary Wang nodded, "Okay, Mr. Mu."

Mu Yan put down the cigarette, he drank all night with a few clients yesterday, the bar was terribly noisy, and there were women who kept sticking to him, it was terribly annoying, and it was not easy to push people away in front of others. Open—that makes him look like an outlier?There are two women sitting next to others, but he is naked. Those who don't know think he is here to fish and enforce the law.

Once the surroundings became quiet, Mu Yan almost fell into a drowsiness. At the moment when he fell asleep, he suddenly heard a loud crack and scream, and he suddenly jumped up from the sofa , He was very familiar with that voice, so he rushed out without thinking much.

I saw Secretary Wang lying on the ground outside the living room door, and the crystal lamp that was hanging in the sky fell in front of her at this moment. She didn't seem to have suffered any serious injuries, but the limbs exposed outside the clothes were inevitably scratched by debris. There were a few holes.

Not deep, but red.

Muyan's eyebrows jumped, and he stepped forward to pull him up. Suddenly, he seemed to have stepped on something, and he couldn't help but rush towards the crystal fragments all over the floor. He subconsciously hugged his face and supported himself under his arms. After a few barely audible sounds, Mu Yan gasped.

He breathed a sigh of relief, as long as his hand hurts—fortunately, his handsome face was saved.