Chapter 81

Although Christmas had just passed, it was obvious that Yan Yunzhen's work was not much less than before. On the contrary, as the New Year was approaching, the entire Yuanhong was busy and actively preparing for the end of the year. At the same time, they were also preparing for the work arrangements for the Lunar New Year and the overall work for the next year. As the next successor of Yuanhong, he immediately turned on the computer and started working as soon as he got in the car, leaving Lu Zixi no time to think about how to bring up the system problem.

Lu Zixi looked forward again and saw that the assistant sitting in the passenger seat was not Song Yang. This guy had been busy with a case recently. Picking him up at the airport was a small matter, so it was normal for him to send his subordinates.

But in this case, Lu Zixi was not very clear about the other party's background. It was not easy to talk about these things with Yan Yunzhen in front of outsiders, nor was it embarrassing to be too affectionate. He subconsciously moved to the side a little. Who would have thought that as soon as he moved away half an inch, his wrist was firmly grasped by Yan Yunzhen, and his fingers seemed to stroke the back of his hand gently and ambiguously, which immediately evoked the most beautiful memories in his heart.

While Lu Zixi was stunned by Yan Yunzhen's multitasking, the assistant sitting in the front row quickly handed him a thick folder. Before Lu Zixi could even ask what it was, the assistant quite consciously raised the partition between the front and back rows of seats. The entire time, he didn't look around, sitting straighter than a pole. It seemed Song Yang had a good eye for selecting people. Although he couldn't come, the person he sent was definitely honest and reliable.

Lu Zixi tilted his head and saw a smile in the corner of the eyes of the person next to him, which could not be concealed even by the actor-level acting skills.

Under normal circumstances, he might have blushed again, but he didn't know whether it was because he was getting better and better at adapting to this sensitive body, causing his previous carefree nature to return, or because he had done what he should do and his body had been completely desensitized to Yan Yunzhen's touch. Lu Zixi didn't realize he was being teased at all. He motioned him to move the computer to the side, then lay on his legs without any hesitation and started looking through the pile of documents.

He was familiar with the general content, which was basically a more detailed plan for the next year. Each project had complete information for reference. These variety shows, endorsements, advertisements, movies, TV series, etc. were compiled into a thick stack, neatly classified and numbered on the last final intention form, waiting for his decision.

The driver was an experienced driver and drove the car very steadily, but it was not a good idea to read in a turbulent car. Yan Yunzhen also stretched out his hand, trying to cover Lu Zixi's eyes. He quickly sat up, avoiding Yan Yunzhen's disruptive hand, and hurriedly turned to the last page to read the summary.

Hmm... This movie is good, it's a big production, but it has quite a few romances, and I don't know if the one at home will be jealous. If she is, how should I comfort her? He has never really liked variety shows, whether they are indoor variety shows or outdoor reality shows, most of them have scripts and are no different from impromptu performances. One also has to be wary of rumors, so as a newcomer, he'd better put it off for now; advertising endorsements... Hmm... Hmm?

Lu Zixi slid his finger down to the last column and was a little confused when he saw the brand written on the advertising endorsement section.

It does sound familiar... but he doesn't seem to have worn clothes of this brand.

What is this?

He knew that this collaboration with the Youths was unpleasant. Although he had successfully completed the runway show, the two parties had already parted ways on bad terms. To preserve his status with future partners, Yan Yunzhen would not actively contact Rona to discuss endorsements, but would instead seek other opportunities. So this shouldn't be the right thing to do. If they wanted to overpower the Youths, they should have chosen a more well-known brand to defeat them. However, the positioning of this brand...

Lu Zixi quickly flipped through a few pages, hoping to find the answer, but the hand behind him relentlessly followed him, weaving its fingers through his fluffy hair, stroking it repeatedly. The movements were so intimate and familiar, so familiar that Lu Zixi almost gritted his teeth: "Yan! Yun! Zhen! Where's your snoring dog?"

Old Yan, who was called out, didn't realize he was being yelled at at all. He pulled him back into his arms, hugged him and continued to do the work at hand.

"Aren't you Yan Xiaoyang?" he said after a while.

Lu Zixi thought of the long-haired lion dog running around at home - the real Yan Xiaoyang, and his face suddenly became darker.

Yan Yunzhen immediately stopped and kissed him on the ear.

People often say that fate is cultivated in a previous life... This really is cultivated in a previous life. The ancients were not deceiving me. Who would have thought that this man with a cold and indifferent appearance, but a strong and mysterious aura, would actually be like this in private...

Lu Zixi touched his earlobe with a helpless look, shook his head, closed the document, leaned obediently in Yan Yunzhen's arms, and looked out the car window blocked by the one-way translucent film.

This time, he came back in a hurry, and many things needed to be handled by Yan Yunzhen, so after getting off the car, Yan Yunzhen went straight to Yuanhong. Changxing was about to be prosecuted, but due to various considerations, Yuanhong did not arrange for Lu Zixi to appear in court to testify. He just told him not to go far and to be on standby at any time. Therefore, at Yan Yunzhen's insistence, Lu Zixi was sent back home. Lu Zixi thought to himself, it's okay. He is not the kind of young man who has to take the lead in everything. He has his own expertise. He is good at acting, but he certainly can't compare to the real elite lawyers in the field of law. He can just leave the case to them. He might cause trouble if he intervenes.

He just hopes that those who do evil will receive the punishment they deserve, and that no matter how great the so-called difficulties are, they are not excuses or reasons for committing crimes.

Lu Zixi pondered this as he pushed open the door. As soon as it swung open a crack, a white ball suddenly rushed toward him, nearly knocking Lu Zixi, who was changing his shoes, out the door. The white-haired puppy, who hadn't seen its owner in a while, spun around him frantically, acting coquettishly and climbing onto his legs, its fur tickling his ankles until he laughed. Meanwhile, another large, cream-colored ball, knowing full well what "big oranges are important," sat demurely in the middle of the living room, licking its paws as if mocking the less reserved dogs and bipeds. Both little ones looked healthy, their fur vibrant and bright; it was clear that someone had taken good care of them in his absence.

Lu Zixi quickly changed his shoes by hopping on one foot, ran in, bent down, picked up Yan Xiaoyang, who was about to jump up with excitement, with one hand, and picked up Fat Tiger, who was still confused, with the other hand, and sat down on the sofa, burying his face in the fur, and took a breath: "I miss you so much!"

Both the cat and the dog were startled by him. Yan Xiaoyang was stunned for a long time before he licked him.

This seemed to turn on some strange switch in Lu Zixi. He lay on his back on the sofa, laughing uncontrollably.

very nice.

He couldn't say what was good about it. Everything was not settled yet, and Yan Yunzhen was busy at Yuanhong. But as soon as he returned to this room and saw Yan Xiaoyang and Fat Tiger, all the tense spirit he had had these days relaxed.

Maybe this is the magic of home.

Home is always a place that makes people feel safe.

He rested for a while and symbolically tidied up the coffee table - it was not necessary in fact, because no one had lived there while he was away and the house was cleaned regularly, so it was more like a sense of ritual.

The phone suddenly vibrated. Lu Zixi opened it and saw the message from Song Yang. In his busy schedule, he specially reminded Lu Zixi not to forget to go on Weibo and respond to the official Weibo of the movie "Clinic No. 58".

Lu Zixi clicked on the link and saw the astonishing statistics summarized by the official blog. Although this wasn't his first time making a movie, he was still quite satisfied with the results, even a little surprised. He knew that these achievements were not entirely due to his own ability, but a considerable part of it came from the fan effect.

He also has to respond to the love of his fans.

As early as when he was cooperating with the publicity, Lu Zixi had already written down the little behind-the-scenes footage that fans wanted to see and his own thoughts during the filming. This time, the thanks should be more of a benefit to the fans. He thought about it and carefully selected the accompanying pictures.

One is a picture of himself making a heart shape with his hands, and the other is a posed picture of Fat Tiger making a heart shape with his hands. Both are private pictures that have never been posted, and they don't fill up the nine-square grid. But for someone like Lu Zixi who doesn't like to post selfies, they are quite rare.

Then, a Weibo post like this appeared on the headlines.

What did Lu Wenqi eat today? V: Thank you everyone. [Tiger heart jpgx2]

[Sunny Summer Without Clouds]: Ahh ...

[Wu Jin Lian Hua]: I feel so relieved that my son has grown up. What's going on?

[Gu Pan]: Hahahahahaha Fat Tiger looks so hopeless that he's almost dying from laughing. It's ok to force a heart.

【Frost Branch】: Order a song for Fat Tiger called "How Can I Say I Don't Love You" hhhhhh

[A soon-to-fly meow]: Wait a minute! What's that shadow on the French window where Fat Tiger is making a heart gesture? That white blob...

[Naihe]: ??? Don’t scare me… It’s late at night here.

【白马非马】：Not scary, looks like a dog

【Song Ends and People Sleep】: To be precise, it looks like a white long-haired poodle

[Fu Zang]: You might as well say, like Yan Xiaoyang...

[Lin Yuanqi]: ...Are you the legendary Leeuwenhoek?

Xizi and Alan: !!! They really look like him! Also, Lu Xiaoyang is holding the cat in both hands. Who took this photo of him?! Who is it? Let's shout out his name!

[A Song of Parting]: Yan! Yun! Zhen!

[Qing Yi Niao Yu]: Yan Xiaoyang is in the camera. We know that Yan Xiaoyang is the dog that Lu Xiaoyang gave to Lao Yan, so where was the photo taken?

[Fat Dai]: Yan! Yun! Zhen! Home!

[Put on a vest]: It is known that Fat Tiger is Lu Xiaoyang's cat, so where was the photo taken!

[Yan Huaiya]: Lu! Little! Sheep! Home!

[Sword Sheathed]: To sum up! Yan Yunzhen's family = Lu Xiaoyang's family = cohabitation! Confirmed!

…

Looking at this long series of brilliant reasonings, Lu Zixi almost suspected that he had met a group of Edogawa Conan. Not only were the reasonings well-reasoned, but the key was that the results were all correct, which was very admirable.

While he was still wondering whether he should play dumb or pretend to be confused, he accidentally clicked exit and saw the Weibo advertisement next to him.

Isn’t this… the brand on the document he just saw?

only……

Lu Zixi took a closer look and was stunned.

This is a cosmetics brand! No wonder he felt familiar with it but couldn't remember it!

He used to be too straight, and he had no female relatives, let alone a girlfriend. He felt familiar with it mostly because of the trademark image, and he could guess that it was a good big brand. He knew nothing else.

But this still doesn't make sense...

Yuanhong...want him to endorse...cosmetics?

The author has something to say: Thank you for your company w

Thanks to the little angel who cast [Land Mine]: But a meow that is about to fly;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the [nutrient solution]:

White Horse is Not a Horse (25 bottles); Sword Sheathed (15 bottles); Frost Branch (5 bottles);

Thank you very much for your support. I will continue to work hard!