I'm red after becoming an honorary underworld

Ning Zhi'an quickly returned to Wancheng Media.

It's just that besides Lu Yulin, there are Xiao Zhou and Ji Zhaoran in the elevator this time.

Ning Zhi'an looked up at Ji Zhaoran who was half a head taller than him, and asked in a low voice, "Why are you here?"

Ji Zhaoran raised his chin, and pointed in Lu Yulin's direction: "Come to him to do something."

Lu Yulin muttered in a low voice: "There must be nothing good."

After speaking, I felt a little guilty again, and moved two steps away from Ji Zhaoran unobtrusively.

The elevator is small, and Ning Zhian's nose is filled with a faint citrus-scented perfume, mixed with a little spicy pepper, and a touch of mint tobacco, which stimulates the taste of male hormones. Ning Zhian reacted a little before realizing that it was The smell of perfume on Ji Zhaoran's body.

It smells good, Ning Zhian secretly thought.

The elevator quickly reached the 24th floor, the floor where Lu Yulin's office is located.

When approaching the office, Ning Zhi'an discussed with Lu Yulin: "Mr. Lu, can you let Xiao Zhou go first?"

Ning Zhi'an didn't know Lu Yulin's attitude, nor did he know how his affairs would develop, but he was not afraid no matter what.

But Xiao Zhou revealed this to himself in private, if there is a big trouble, he will definitely be punished by Chen Hai.

He wishes he could take it on himself.

Ji Zhaoran couldn't help smiling, why does this kid always think of others so much?

Lu Yulin was so annoyed that he waved at Xiao Zhou: "Go, go! It's none of your business!"

……

In the office, Ji Zhaoran was sitting on the large leather sofa, with his legs crossed, playing a game of fun and entertainment in a leisurely manner.

Unbilievable special effects sounds echoed in the empty room from time to time.

Sitting at the desk, Lu Yulin frowned and looked at Ning Zhi'an's resume over the past few years, as well as the development plans of other artists under Chen Hai.

The more you look at it, the deeper the brows are furrowed, and several crosses are heavily drawn next to Chen Hai's name.

In the end, Tao Yuan, Wancheng's other manager, was found.

Tao Yuan is a well-known manager in the entertainment industry, with a sharp vision and decisiveness in her work. The resources she helps artists choose have a high rate of return, and she has won many popular stars.

Tao Wan came to Wancheng at about the same time as Chen Hai, but Tao Wan's position in the industry is already much stronger than Chen Hai's.Ning Zhi'an also knew that Chen Hai was very unconvinced in private and had some criticisms towards Tao Wan.

Lu Yulin and Tao Yuan were talking in low voices at the desk, and Ning Zhi'an couldn't listen carefully to many of the contents, so he also sat on the sofa, two punches away from Ji Zhaoran.

Ning Zhi'an is a very optimistic person, so even if he didn't know what Lu Yulin wanted to do now, he didn't feel restless because of it, but just waited quietly.

After a while, Ji Zhaoran suddenly "tsk", shook the phone screen to Ning Zhian's eyes, leaned forward slightly, and asked in a low voice, "Why can't I play anymore?"

Ning Zhian's nose was filled with a faint smell of citrus.

He moved closer and glanced at Ji Zhaoran's phone screen.

……

The sound was crackling and crackling on the phone just now, so it was so lively, how did you actually pass level 146? ? ?

It’s okay to guess that Ding Ke is not good at playing, is Xiaoxiaole so good at playing?

He has reached more than 1000 levels in all the puzzles!

Ning Zhi'an had a weird sense of superiority in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it on his face.

He seriously explained to Ji Zhaoran: "If you run out of energy, you can't play for the time being. You have to wait a while, and the system will give it to you again."

His slender porcelain white fingertips touched the energy bottle: "When the number reaches 5, you can play another level."

Ji Zhaoran didn't have that spare time, he thought for a while, and asked a question that shook the soul of Ning Zhi's case.

"Can you buy it with money?"

Ning Zhi'an: "... yes."

But it's not necessary... Ning Zhi'an whispered in her heart.

Next, Ning Zhian looked at Ji Zhaoran expressionlessly and slowly groped to the top-up page, and bought two 648 in one go.

... Ning Zhi'an: "Do you need a substitute or a sparring partner?"

Ji Zhaoran: "?"

Ning Zhi'an: "...it's fine."

He just looked at those two 648s and lost himself for a moment.

……

Lu Yulin talked to Tao Yuan for more than half an hour, his throat was on fire, and when he looked up, he saw Ji Zhaoran playing with his mobile phone with his eyes downcast, and Ning Zhi'an was still beside him, giving guidance in a low voice from time to time.

He lost his temper for a moment, and raised his voice to ask Ji Zhaoran: "What do you mean by sitting here about our own employees?"

Ji Zhaoran's slender fingers slid the screen, and wrote lightly: "Why can't I sit here, how shameful is your company?"

"And I think this child is very suitable for Xinyue, can I plan ahead?"

Ning Zhi Anxin jumped up suddenly, and raised her eyes to look at Ji Zhaoran.

When Ji Zhaoran said this, he was still playing with his eyes downcast, the line between the brow bone and the bridge of the nose was excellent, his demeanor was not so serious, but he seemed to be able to handle everything with ease.

Whether Ji Zhaoran's words were intentional or not, they were all expressing his attitude to Lu Yulin.

Lu Yulin almost rolled up his sleeves and started a fight with him.

Why do you owe so much? !

Tao Yuan stood up, her high heels made a crisp "click" sound on the marble floor, she walked up to Ning Zhi'an with a smile: "Can I chat with you alone for a while?"

Ning Zhian nodded.

……

In Tao Yuan's office, the humidifier sprayed out a mist that smelled like rose aromatherapy.

She smiled and asked Ning Zhi'an: "Can I ask you a question?"

"You speak."

"What do you think of Wancheng now?"

Ning Zhi'an shook his head, and said truthfully, "I don't have any thoughts about Wan Cheng now."

"I think you might have it, but you're instinctively resisting Wan Cheng now."

Tao Yuan said again: "I have known you for a long time, so do you know what I think of you?"

Ning Zhi'an looked up at her.

She looked directly at Ning Zhi'an, and said calmly: "I feel very sorry to see the pearl covered in dust."

"You are outstanding in appearance and strong in business ability. I have seen some of your shots and they are outstanding in all aspects, but you have never been valued by Chen Hai."

"Your drama was snatched away by others because Chen Hai didn't work hard to fight for you; your endorsement, the high-level executive said something wrong, why were you implicated? It's because he didn't take public relations seriously at all; your However, the variety show that was judged, the artist who exploded the thunder had a criminal record before, but Chen Hai didn't screen carefully, so he took it for you."

"At the end of the day, you have to attribute the responsibility to your bad luck. I don't think it's right. If you have to say that your luck is bad, I think your bad luck is because you met Chen Hai."

"It's not that Chen Hai is incompetent, he just didn't put his mind on you and let you waste more than three years in vain."

Ning Zhi'an bit the soft flesh in his mouth lightly with the tip of his teeth, his black and velvety eyelashes trembled slightly.

Tao Wan and Ning Zhi'an looked at each other calmly: "Jiyingdi's Xinyue Media is of course very good, but Xinyue's plate is too big, everyone has their own little thoughts, and it may not be suitable for you.

"Ning Zhi'an, stay in Wancheng, come to me, don't you want to prove yourself to Chen Hai, don't you want to slap Chen Hai in the face with a bright future?"

When Ning Zhian saw Ji Zhaoran again, his expression was a little weird. The two of them stepped into the elevator, and Ning Zhian walked slowly to the corner, with a heroic expression as if he was about to go to the execution ground.

Ji Zhaoran turned his head to look at Ning Zhi'an, the superior jaw line stretched the muscles of his neck.

"I can eat people?"

Ning Zhi'an quickly shook her head: "No, no."

"Then you stand here."

Ning Zhi'an took a small step towards Ji Zhaoran.

"Come again."

... Ning Zhi'an finally stood in front of Ji Zhaoran.

Ning Zhi'an's expression was slightly tangled, and he said in a low voice: "Mr. Ji, are you joking when you say you want me to go to Xinyue?"

Ji Zhaoran was wearing a well-tailored black coat, which stretched his shoulders very smoothly, and he looked at Ning Zhi'an calmly.

In contrast, Ning Zhi'an, who was wearing a down jacket and plush earmuffs, looked like a guilty elementary school student who failed the exam.

Ji Zhaoran raised his eyebrows and asked him back: "I seem to be joking?"

... Ning Zhi'an felt even more uncomfortable, her fingers unintentionally pinched the cuffs of the down jacket.

Ji Zhaoran asked him leisurely: "Why, Tao Wan wants you to transfer to her?"

Ning Zhi'an was tongue-tied: "You... how do you know?"

"Guess."

Thinking that Ji Zhaoran knew all about it, Ning Zhi'an's small face became even more gloomy, with drooping eyelashes, and her toes gently kicked the marble floor of the elevator.

Looking at Ning Zhi'an's frowning expression, Ji Zhaoran couldn't help being a little funny.

"Tao Wan is quite suitable for you." Ji Zhaoran said.

Ning Zhi'an raised her eyes and looked over in surprise.

"I used to deal with her. She has new ideas, is quick to do things, and is good to her own people."

Ji Zhaoran's eyes are deep, and when he inadvertently reveals an unruly temperament between a mature man and a teenager.

He raised his lips and looked at Ning Zhi'an with a smile: "Congratulations, Tao Wan is not bad."

Ning Zhi'an asked Ji Zhaoran in a low voice: "Do you think I'm very ignorant?"

Ji Zhaoran stood out for him and offered him an olive branch, but Ning Zhian chose Tao Wan, which made Ning Zhian feel a little guilty.

"What's this about."

While the two were talking, the elevator arrived at the first floor. Ji Zhaoran took the lead and Ning Zhian followed behind. As he walked, Ji Zhaoran said, "Isn't it because of that photo that you fell out with your manager? If I confess, I'm not paying you back."

Ning Zhi'an muttered in a low voice: "How can it be so exaggerated..."

Ji Zhaoran didn't owe him anything.

The two walked to the parking lot. Ji Zhaoran's Maybach driver had been waiting for a long time. The engine was running, making a heavy humming sound in the night.

Ning Zhi'an thought to himself, it sounds much better than his Xiali lighting.

Walking in front of Ji Zhaoran's car, the two stood still, Ning Zhi'an's eyes were clear, and he said to Ji Zhaoran seriously, "Thank you."

With that expression, I can't wait to salute on the spot in the next second.

Ji Zhaoran suppressed a smile, and waved at Ning Zhi'an: "Go back quickly."

……

The Maybach is warm and quiet, with melodious piano music playing from the stereo, and the glass windows are covered with thick and delicate black film to block the prying eyes of the outside world.

Ji Zhaoran lazily leaned against the leather seat, took out his mobile phone and prepared to play two games of Match [-], while waiting for the loading gap, he raised his head and casually looked out the window.

Suddenly, I saw an unpretentious silver-gray Xiali parked in the driveway next door.

In the transparent window of the Xiali car, Ning Zhi'an was holding the steering wheel with both hands, her beautiful eyebrows were slightly raised, and her little head was shaking slightly.

Are the current starlets so low-key when they go out?

It happened that the two cars were waiting for the red light and parked side by side.Ji Zhaoran pressed the car window, wanting to say hello again.

He even heard the cheerful and noisy music coming from Xiali's car.

——"Good Luck"

Ji Zhaoran slowly closed the car window again.

Watching Xiali car kick the accelerator and drive away.

Ji Zhaoran pinched his eyebrows with a headache.

...too disturbing.

The author has something to say:

The current Ji Zhaoran: "Good Luck" is too disturbing

Ji Zhaoran in the future: How about I sing "Conquest" for you?