The President of Spicy Chicken Has Returned My Innocence!

    Liang Tiegu was sent out of the hotel by the Huo family bodyguards.

    Duan Ming was at the door with his assistant, saw him get in the car, turned the steering wheel and walked over: "What's going on?"

    "It's hard to say." Liang Xiao's mood was a little complicated, "Mr. Huo and I have developed a relationship that stems from business and is higher than business."

    Duan Ming's life hangs by a thread: "...what?"

    Liang Xiao raised his hand to show him.

    Only then did he realize that he was still holding a finely printed contract, Duan Ming was stunned, grabbed it and turned a few pages, rubbed his eyes and raised his head.

    Liang Xiao nodded solemnly, touched his pocket, and found the cheque that Mr. Huo, who was rich and wealthy, had directly sent to him.

    Duan Ming took it in a trance, looked at it, and sat back down.

    Liang Xiao felt guilty: "Rich and noble can't be promiscuous."

    Liang Xiao: “…”

    Duan Ming repeatedly confirmed the contract content, took out a pen, and drew a few strokes on the key items.

    Star Crown is already a leader in the industry, with proper division of labor, clear and clear process items, all aspects of the contract are marked in detail, and there is no bad example of outside film and television companies setting traps and exploiting loopholes.

    The company has coordinated with Xingguan to promise to solve the problem. The entire play has invested more than 50 million yuan. There is a film and television production team used by Xingguan. The starring configuration is also ridiculously high.

    Liang Xiao's role is of course not in the forefront, but to be able to use this play to enter the mainstream film and television circle is to knock on a door. After that, even if it is hidden by the company again, you can always receive some decent jobs with the popularity and traffic.

     Broker Duan was overwhelmed with joy, and he turned over the contract three times with satisfaction, and suddenly reacted, grabbed Liang Xiao and said, "What did Mr. Huo do?"

    "A proper cooperation."

    The agent of the temporarily marked thing knows that Mr. Huo is most likely to have a few people gossip about the cleanliness and indifference in private, and Liang Xiao carefully recalled the whole process, and said, "Nothing else. "

    Duan Ming was suspicious: "What about three days ago?"

    The situation at that time was too complicated and confusing. Before confirming that Xingguan was completely dealt with, Liang Xiao hadn’t told anyone what happened that day, and even his agent didn’t know much. .

    The success of Star Crown Pictures is inseparable from Huo Lan's style of conduct. The famous glass mouse Liuli cat in the industry never suffers any losses, and makes others lose money for robbing resources, and public relations also have the upper hand in publicity.

     Mr. Huo would not suddenly be in a good mood enough to do charity.

    Since Huo Lan has paid the compensation, it means that the matter has been completely resolved. Liang Xiao thought about it for a while, and then said, "His pheromones are out of control."

    Duan Ming was stunned for two seconds, his eyes instantly rounded, and he rushed over and pulled his collar.

    "Brother Duan, Brother Duan." Liang Xiao clenched his neckline to be polite to him, "It's inappropriate, Xiaogong is still..."

    The assistant quickly disappeared under the car.

    "Ancestor!" Duan Ming was so anxious that his style of painting changed, "It's not a trivial matter! Let me see! Lone A widow O—"

    Of course Liang Xiao knew it was not a trivial matter, so he pressed him back into the seat, and said in a good voice, "I signed a confidentiality agreement, Brother Duan, please shut up."

     Duan Ming covered his mouth and stared at him with his eyes.

    "It's really okay." Liang Xiao explained to him patiently, "There is an emergency call bell in the bedroom, and the bodyguards and butlers are outside. I just ran too fast and didn't have time to get my coat."

    Duan Ming removed his sealing hand: "If you run, he will let you go?"

    Duan Ming himself is a beta, but he also knows what the alpha pheromone looks like out of control. In terms of combat effectiveness, it is completely different from the special period that omega will enter every once in a while.

    Not to mention a top-notch alpha like Huo Lan.

    Under a sensible state, Huo Lan would of course not do anything too out of bounds. But in a state of loss of control, I myself have no consciousness, the pheromone skyrockets, instinct dominates, and there is a clean omega beside me...

    Duan Ming thought about it for a long time, and was worried: "Don't Mr. Huo do it?"

    “…” Liang Xiao: “Here.”

    Duan Ming didn't know whether to be relieved or disappointed: "Oh."

    Liang Xiao was invisible at the time, but now he looks back and thinks about it, and adds to him: "clean and jerk."

    The top alpha muscles and bones pressing on him at that time had a strong and thick breath, and the majestic pheromone wrapped his consciousness into a piece of ice and snow, but the hot breath rolled from the back of his neck to his waist.

    The strength of his arms, chest and shoulders was so heavy that he almost fell apart on the spot.

    If it weren't for the pure money relationship between the two, they could have a little **** on the spot.

    Liang Xiao had a Buddha in his heart, so he put a mosaic on the picture to make it harmonious, and explained to the agent: "He is still very good at negotiating. I communicated with him, and he let me go."

    I have never heard of a runaway alpha being able to communicate with people, Duan Ming asked in astonishment, "What do you use to communicate?"

    Liang Xiao thought about it carefully and patted his shoulder: "Contemporary medical knowledge."

    Huo Lan lowered his cuffs.

    "Huo's pheromone level is now stable."

    The personal doctor folded the cuff and put away the instrument, bowed and stepped back, nodding to the housekeeper: "It can be seen that this omega and Mr. Huo are very compatible, and the temporary mark good results."

    The housekeeper breathed a sigh of relief: "It's work."

    "Actually." The doctor hesitated, "If it is an omega with such a high degree of fit, Mr. Huo can consider—"

     "Thank you for your hard work." The butler brought him a cup of coffee, "Sit down."

    "Thank you." The doctor was stunned for a moment, and quickly said politely to him, "I mean, according to our research, if it is combined with omega's pheromone, it will also have obvious effects on the alpha side. Beneficial effects—"

    Butler: "You eat cookies."

    Doctor: "…"

    "Maybe it can completely solve the problem of out of control." The doctor is holding coffee in one hand and biscuits in the other, "Mr. Huo can actually consider marking it permanently..."

    The housekeeper couldn't stop it, and watched the thermometer in the room quickly drop one degree: "..."

    The doctor shuddered.

    "You walk slowly." The housekeeper packed the coffee and biscuits he hadn't had time to move, and sent them out together, "We will contact you again if necessary."

    …

    The frightened doctor left with coffee and biscuits.

    The housekeeper tightened his clothes, folded back with bated breath, and turned up the central air conditioner by two degrees.

    Huo Lan still looked down, looking at the documents one by one.

    As if he was not affected by the conversation just now, his expression was still cold, and his speed was very fast. It didn't take long for him to collect a few nonsense reports and throw them out without mercy. .

    The housekeeper picked it up and sent messages one by one to ask the department head to go to the vice president to be scolded, hesitating for a while: "Actually..."

    The document in Huo Lan's hand slammed down in front of him.

    Butler shut up.

    "Don't mention it in the future." Huo Lan said, "Don't worry about it."

    The housekeeper did not dare to persuade him any more, and nodded: "Yes."

    The private doctor has been replaced in recent years. I don't know the past, and I don't have a very comprehensive understanding of Mr. Huo's personality.

    Huo Lan is the kind of top alpha who is at the top of the pyramid in all aspects. After taking over the star crown, he has been vigorous and resolute, reorganized the department to rectify the atmosphere, and reached the top in a few years. Can't hold his head up.

    But in private life, Mr. Huo is simply cold and inhumane.

    The housekeeper was worried about whether he accidentally froze an omega to death on the bed, which is why he was so resistant to emotional matters.

    But Xingguan's own information network is strong enough, and I have secretly checked it up to now, and I have not found that Mr. Huo has had contact with any omega during any period of time from childhood to youth.

    "Actually—"

    The housekeeper waited anxiously for him to calm down the pheromone: "Even if you don't plan to mark it permanently, at least try to get along with Mr. Liang?"

    "Why?" Huo Lan asked.

    "After all, I'm an outsider and I know a lot." The housekeeper walked over and helped him clean up the documents on the table, "In case the trouble is unpleasant..."

    Even if there is a contract, the mouth is on Liang Xiao himself.

    According to their temperament, they may collapse one day. In case Liang Xiao gets angry, he can make Huo Lan's affairs public at any time.

    The housekeeper didn't explain it clearly, and put the documents in order.

    Huo Lan raised his hand and brushed his eyebrows, but closed his eyes without getting angry.

     "Actually, Mr. Liang is a very nice man, with a good temper and kindness to others. Last time something happened, he asked us to take care of you first."

    The housekeeper tried his best to add to the atmosphere: "How do you—how do you feel about him?"

    "I don't know." Huo Lan said, "I didn't pay attention."

    Housekeeper: "…"

    Liang Xiao's information was in the drawer, Huo Lan took it out and flipped through it, his eyes fell on the extraordinarily delicate face.

    Huo Lan held the document, leaned back into the swivel chair, and thought about it.

    If it weren't for the doctor's repeated warnings that if he didn't take measures, it would be harmful to the body, and the loss of control would become more serious every time. He actually didn't want to accept this method.

    Even if it's just a temporary mark that fades.

    The two are nothing more than a transactional relationship, Liang Xiao is short of money, he wants to stabilize the pheromone, and each takes what he needs.

      It's easier to get up.

    There is no need to mix feelings, and naturally there is no need for extra attention.

    Huo Lan thought about it for a while, and found that he had one of the few clear impressions. It seemed that only Liang Xiao showed the back of his neck every time and called himself a temporary mark.

    He looks calm and sophisticated, but he is actually far more nervous than him.

    The shirt was fading to the shoulders and back, and then it was covered so tightly that it could not be seen clearly.

    …

    As if he did something very outrageous.

    He is not always prepared with inhibitors. He originally wanted to give it up this time, but he did not expect the other party to be so sincere, and even enthusiastically gave him a business guidance .

    Huo Lan opened his eyes, put the documents back, and closed the drawer.

    The housekeeper held his breath and stood by the side. Seeing that his eyebrows were slightly loose, he immediately struck while the iron was hot: "Do you have any questions?"

    "Last time." Huo Lan said, "How did he escape when I was out of control?"

    Housekeeper: "…"

    Huo Lan had no memory at that time, only vaguely remembered that he was completely out of control at that time, and even Liang Xiao's reaction was completely unremembered.

    Later, he was injected with a sedative, and when he woke up, he heard that Liang Xiao was fine.

    This time, I took the opportunity of the salon dinner and called someone specially, and it seemed that there was nothing wrong with it.

    But Huo Lan is still very clear that it is not so easy to deal with when he is out of control. The period between when he suddenly lost control and when he was injected with a sedative was the most likely to cause any salvageable or irreversible damage to Liang Xiao.

    Since it is a transaction, he should make compensation for this part of the accidental loss.

    The housekeeper is in trouble: "You ask someone..."

    Huo Lang's pupils cooled down: "Even you lied to me."

    "No." The housekeeper knew that he was really angry, and immediately stood up straight, "You still remember the ten-centimeter-thick and two-kilogram hardcover edition of the Dictionary of Contemporary Medical Knowledge on your desk. ?"

    Huo Lan frowned: "He found a way to suppress my out of control?"

    "...No." The butler closed his eyes, "He smashed it on your head."