After wearing the book, I relied on yin and yang feng shui to bend the king of hell [Entertainment C

Lin Han sat in the co-pilot as if resigned to his fate, leaving the other two in the back seat to do whatever they liked.

For the first time, Yan Zen found that the little guy was so vigilant, even when he was talking to the "former heroine" Lin Han, He Yu's eyes seemed to want to seal his mouth all the time.

He Yu was vigilant for a while, and felt that nothing would happen, so he looked down at his phone again.

He flipped through the list of party members he had just received, and memorized all the names of several important people. His head hurt a bit. In order to prevent the problem that the photos did not match the real person, he tried to remember some salient features.

When he turned to Lin Han's photo, his finger that had been sliding down quickly stopped in place, and enlarged the photo with high enough resolution. The youthful girl smiled shyly, but one could imagine her cheerfulness.

There is not much difference from real people.

After all, it is set by the heroine, how can there be any serious shortcomings, it is always relatively perfect.

With more contact, you will find that she is worthy of Yan Zen, no matter in terms of popularity, appearance or character.

He Yu muttered bitterly, she is not the only one who can do it.

Yan Zen felt that there was an eerie aura nearby, and it was aimed at him.

"By the way, Miss Lin, how is your manager?" He Yu asked abruptly.

He is about the same generation as Lin Han, and it would be awkward to call her a sister, and it would be awkward to call her by her first name, so he chose a name that he felt was the most appropriate.

Lin Han didn't get used to it all of a sudden, he trembled, and it took him a long time to get over it.

She let out a long "Ah——", logically speaking, she shouldn't be complaining to artists from other companies, but He Yu's words were like turning on the faucet of bitter water in her stomach, and she couldn't hold it back anymore.

He Yu smiled, and asked implicitly: "Did you make another important decision for you?"

The point of this sentence is not whether Lin Han knows about the "big decision" He Yu mentioned, but to remind her that the manager has approached He Yu.

Lin Han can still understand this level, but it doesn't seem like a good idea to call and ask now.She prevaricated a few words and complained about that annoying manager.

As He Yu listened, he really didn't know whether it was Lin Han who was young and vigilant, or whether he and Yan Zen didn't look like they could bully others.

He thinks the latter is more likely, or Lin Han thinks that He Yu's manager is going to be dark soon, and there is a lot of black material about "Testing Immortal" thanks to the manager.

"Have you changed it?" He Yu said.

Lin Han shook his head to indicate that this is not an exchange, the relative relationship is there.

It happened that the car had already arrived, so she hurriedly got out of the car first.

The executive driver who had heard a foreign language all the way had a headache, He Yu let him go first, and then he and Yan Zen sat in the car for a while.

Yan Zen felt that the atmosphere between He Yu and Lin Han was a bit delicate, so she took the opportunity to ask, "Is there anything else I don't know?"

He Yu nodded, and then said seriously: "Just in case you don't know."

Yan Zen: "..." You are afraid that I will be abducted halfway.

He Yu lowered his head, looked at the pair of gloves on Yan Zen's hands in a daze, leaned over a little and trimmed the warped edges, and rearranged Yan Zen's clothes from top to bottom.

"I want to make sure."

Yan Zen raised her eyebrows: "Huh?"

"In case someone comes to chat with you full of foreign languages, can you answer the conversation?"

Yan Zen: "..." Don't say it, it's really difficult.

Of course, he is fine with normal greetings and small talk, but on this occasion, a lot of technical terms will appear, which makes it difficult for him.

He Yu knew the answer just by looking at his expression: "Okay, let's go down and have a look first."

Then she took Yan Zen by the hand and pulled him out of the car.

It suddenly became cold outside, and it was obviously not enough for He Yu to add an extra piece of clothing under the shirt. While frustrating his cold hands, he regretted why he didn't buy a pair of gloves for himself.

The size of the trousers pocket was a little awkward. He tried it, but it only fit half of his hand.

Although it is not far from the banquet hall where the party is located, it still takes a while to walk. Yan Zen quickly took He Yu with one hand into his coat pocket, and slowly withdrew the other hand from the glove: "Come on, put it on."

He Yu froze for a moment, one of his hands was in the same pocket as Yan Zen's gloved hand, as if they were connected together, and they couldn't be pulled out.

He silently took the glove from Yan Zeng, and put it on with one hand awkwardly, there was a bit of residual warmth inside.

He Yu thought it was fun for them to look like this, so he lightly tapped Yan Zen's head with his gloved hand: "Let's go."

Only then did Yan Zen regain his composure, took a step, and felt a bit cramped with both hands in one pocket. In order to look a little looser, he pinched He Yu's delicate hand inside.

Well, soft.

He Yu blinked at him twice, and he suddenly felt that the person in front of him tore apart the only boundary between the two, and then got in without any scruples.

At first, he felt that touching his hands twice was more than enough, even if he really squeezed it, it would not last long, it would be a moment at most, and that was the bottom line.

Then he suddenly discovered that maybe the bottom line can sometimes move, and it can only move down.

There seemed to be a clicking sound of flashlights in the distance, but He Yu felt it was very hazy, and after a few seconds, he was not sure if he really heard it.I thought to myself that even if I got the photo... then I got it, it's not a matter of a day or two.

For a distance of up to 200 meters, He Yu felt that after walking with Yan Zen for a long time, both hands were warm and leisurely.

The cold in winter is gradually blurring, but the sun above the head is warm, making people feel that walking will be leisurely and comfortable.

In the shadow, the two were close together, closer than they looked. He Yu looked at the shadow fascinatedly, and changed the direction a few steps, so that the shadows of the two could completely fit together before he was satisfied.

It wasn't until the banquet hall was close at hand that He Yu restored his hands to their original shape, took off the gloves and returned them to Yan Zen.

When Yan Zen put it on again, she found that the glove was even warmer.

After signing a name at the door and taking a few photos, He Yu dragged Yan Zen in.

The guests hadn't arrived yet, and everyone was eating snacks and drinking some wine. Most of them recognized He Yu, and when they saw him coming, they went up to say hello.

After a while, He Yu was going backstage to prepare a welcome speech, and told Yan Zen to be careful, especially not to drink too much alcohol, which would hurt his health.

Yan Zen couldn't laugh or cry when he heard him talking, she agreed to all of them, and silently replaced the champagne she just got with fruit juice.

Several people behind him were talking about him in English.

"Who do you think that handsome guy is? He looks so handsome."

"It seems to be the spokesperson of Satan in Asia. The boss seems to like him."

"I'm going to talk to him later."

Both men and women talked about him. After all, his appearance was really outstanding. Others also had slightly red ears and cheeks because they had just walked in the cold wind. Only he was the fairest, and there was a gap between him and the unhealthy paleness.

The light dimmed suddenly, and the people beside Yan Zen looked at the tall figure, the shadow outlined the three-dimensional outline of the face, and some people even wanted to know him better.

But Yan Zen's attention was never on the people around him. He smiled casually to show his friendliness, and turned his eyes back to the stage as if afraid of missing it. Under the spotlight, a person slowly walked forward.

Stepping steadily, he looked ahead confidently, until the light could make people see the face clearly, no one was amazed, it turned out to be such a young man.

He Yu said in English: "Hi everyone, I am the president of Satan Company, He Yu. Welcome everyone again."

The people in the audience applauded in amazement, deeply surprised that their favorite brand came from such a young man.

He Yu locked his eyes on Yan Zen who was in the audience, and secretly smiled at him.

The speech did not have too much content. He Yu was very good at grasping the psychology of the audience, and often made fun of it. The total time was controlled within five or six minutes before stepping down.

Because it was a party, it was not as formal as a commercial party. There was music with strong drums, and the open people began to dance to the rhythm, and a small number of them chatted with wine glasses.

As soon as He Yu returned the microphone to the staff, he was surrounded by a group of people. With great effort, he got out and saw a familiar face talking to Yan Zen.

He said he was a familiar face, but he had only seen it in photos.

——It is also the spokesperson of a certain region.

He Yu looked over there, and before he had time to get closer, he thought that the lady in charge of inviting the guests came forward to explain: "That's Krell, most people in their country are very open, but some may be...too open gone."

"Maybe you don't know yet, but after observing his recent performance, we no longer want to renew his contract. When his contract ends, we will also apply to you to terminate the contract."

He Yu responded casually a few times, and the alarm bells rang in his heart, knowing that this was the rhythm of another accident.

He quietly moved closer to the two of them, finding a position where he could hear the conversation clearly but the other party couldn't see it.

"Hey, don't be so conservative, do you think about talking to me more?"

"It's not a question of being conservative, and it's none of your business."

"Don't be so boring..."

Yan Zen finally got impatient and frowned, "Don't touch me."

It was only then that He Yu realized that Claire's hand kept touching here and there was dishonest.

Moreover, he also felt that Yan Zen was not far from going crazy, and the only reason why he might be able to hold back was knowing that there was someone else here.

He Yu suspected that if he was the only one present, Yan Zen would have thrown that person over his shoulder, or used his power directly.

He couldn't bear it anymore and walked forward, controlled his clenched fist with the last bit of reason, and said to Krell in a good voice: "Sir, please don't touch him."

Even when facing the big boss, Krell didn't appear timid, letting go of his previous temperament: "I finally understand why you like him so much, such a beautiful oriental guy is so likable."

He Yu said in his heart that it's not your job to be liked, it's none of your business, and drove Krell away with the most rational words he could say.

However, the reason why the other party left should not be because he was afraid of He Yu, but because he felt that he was too boring and wanted to find a way to be alone with Yan Zen.