There aren't many dedicated stand-ins like me.

Ever since he saw the name of the folder, Fu Ran was in a state of anxiety. He guessed that the gold master's father had empathized with someone else, and he was in love with him.

Mr. Han's behavior made him very embarrassed. The substitute rule he set for himself at the beginning was not to fall in love with the father of the gold master. Loving someone who loves others is too sadistic. He doesn't deserve such sadistic love. He just As a common man, only a small amount of money can save his young heart.

But...he doesn't hate Mr. Han, if Mr. Han confesses his love to him, will he accept it?

The more Fu Ran thought about it, the more irritable he became, and the more irritable he became, the more restless he became, so he decided to go to the bathroom to release himself and calm down.

If there is no sign to remind him on such a large floor, he really might not be able to find the bathroom. He wandered around and abruptly missed the bathroom in Mr. Han's office. that's it.

Fu Ran looked around, and finally found the bathroom on the right hand side of a corridor, regardless of where he came from, let's talk after calming down.

After washing his hands, a man with a hair volume crisis came towards him. The man was shorter than him, about 1.7 meters tall, with mediocre facial features, a bit of a beer belly, and his brows were always frowning, giving people a feeling of bitterness and hatred. It seems that they are not easy to get along with.

After the analysis, Fu Ran stepped aside, not intending to have any intersection with the other party.

However, there is always no shortage of people in this world who are looking for trouble for nothing. He has kept a low profile like this, and the other party will not let him go.

The man stopped in his tracks, and said in a very aggressive tone, "Which department do you work for? Do you hang out in the corridors during working hours? Don't you know how to say hello when you see people?"

Fu Ran pouted, and said in a good temper: "I'm not your company..."

"Interns, right? Are all the interns so presumptuous now? They think they can become regulars, right? They are not very capable, but their temper is not small. You are spoiled by the school when you are in school, but who will be spoiled when you leave school?" You, our company doesn't need an intern like you!" The man didn't listen to Fu Ran's words at all, and just gave him a lesson, like an unreasonable dean.

Fu Ran was speechless, he took a deep breath and finished what he said before, "I'm not from your company, nor an intern."

The man paused, and looked at Fu Ran again, "Then who are you and where did you sneak in? This place is not where ordinary people come whenever they want. Do you have an appointment?"

"I don't have an appointment, I'm with..."

The other party didn't wait for Fu Ran to finish speaking, and when he heard that there was no appointment, he immediately put on a straight face, "There is no appointment, you are a star? Now, all cats and dogs are here to hug their thighs. The actor is not singing on the stage, what are you doing here?" , I won’t argue with you today, you take the elevator down and leave the company by yourself, don’t let me bother the security.”

Fu Ran was exhausted, and he said quietly: "Brother, can you listen to me before I make a long speech?"

The man said, "Tell me, I'll see what tricks you can come up with."

Alas, maybe he really has a special physique, and when he is alone, he can always encounter some strange things.

Fu Ran cleared his throat and explained: "First of all, I am not a celebrity, and secondly, I came with your president. When we came up, many people saw it. If you don't believe me, go check it out."

As for hugging the thigh...he has been hugging for a long time.

The man looked suspicious, "Do you know the president?"

The man tentatively asked, "Then who are you?"

"My name is Fu Ran."

The man patiently waited for Fu Ran to introduce himself, but after waiting for a long time, he didn't get any more. His face was a bit ugly, "What else?"

"Well... I am friends with your president."

In men's minds, their ruthless president can never be a friend.

He said, "Are you lying?"

Fu Ran's expression was innocent, "No, why did I lie to you, isn't this something that can be easily exposed?"

He was dubious, "Then why are you here?"

"Your president went to a meeting, I came out to find the bathroom."

The man sneered, "There is a bathroom in the CEO's office, you really are a liar."

After all, he took out his mobile phone to notify the security downstairs, and Fu Ran hurriedly pressed his arm, "Brother, I'm not lying, why are you so rigid, no matter how bad you are, you can ask Assistant Liu and Assistant Mei, when the time comes If you make a mistake, you will be the one who is unlucky!"

He seriously suspected that the elder brother had accepted some strange script, and insisted on a scene where he would be slapped in the face instead of driving people away.

The man stopped his movements, thought about it carefully, and felt that what Fu Ran said was quite reasonable. To be on the safe side, it would be better to find someone to confirm it.

But now Assistant Liu and Mei Qiyu are both in the meeting room, so he can't even ask.

Seemingly seeing the man's troubles, Fu Ran immediately said: "Ask the lady at the front desk in the hall, she must know me!"

The man contacted the front desk in front of Fu Ran. He didn't know what the front desk said to him. He hung up the phone, coughed, and said uncomfortably: "So you are really the president's friend. I didn't understand the situation before. I am so sorry."

Fu Ran waved his hands pretending to be generous, "It's all right, it's all a misunderstanding."

The man still had lumps in his heart, he said: "I am Meng Hua, the director of the financial department. I can show you where Mr. Fu wants to visit."

Fu Ran's eyes lit up, and he thought to himself that someone would deliver a pillow when he fell asleep, and he said, "Then please take me to the president's office, I forgot where I got here."

"……it is good."

After the man took Fu Ran back to the office, he hinted vaguely to Fu Ran not to tell Mr. Han about it.

Fu Ran readily agreed, and the man left with doubts.

Furan was left alone in the office, anyway, he didn't want to touch Mr. Han's computer any more in a short time, so he sat on the leather sofa in the office for receiving guests, and started his daily game scoring routine.

This broken game may be hostile to him, always matching him with some rookie teammates so that he can't rise up.

However, today's scoring went smoothly. He lost one game after playing five rounds. He felt a little uncomfortable staring at the screen all the time. He simply stopped playing and slumped on the sofa lazily, drowsy.

What kind of meeting is it? Now, if Mr. Han doesn't come back, he will run away, sleepy and hungry. I'm afraid that only running can solve his food and clothing problem.

Thinking about trivial matters in his mind, it didn't take long for him to slowly close his eyes.

When Mr. Han came back, Fu Ran was already in a deep sleep. His upper body was lying on the sofa with his legs hanging aside. Because of his sleeping position, the hem of his clothes was slightly opened, revealing a thin and white waist .

Mr. Han paused for a moment, his eyes were dark, and he said to Assistant Liu beside him, "Go and pour me a cup of coffee."

Assistant Liu nodded, turned around and went to the tea room.

The temperature of the air conditioner in the office may be a little low, and the young man on the sofa curled up with his hands together, looking... pitiful.

Mr. Han took off his coat and covered Fu Ran, covering him tightly.

With all this done, he returned to his desk to deal with the rest of the work.

The sun was sinking to the west, the afterglow was gentle, and a large piece of colorful clouds hung in the sky, which was so red that it was wanton and flamboyant.

The calm and stern man sat on an office chair and read documents, his brows were sometimes furrowed and sometimes relaxed.On the sofa not far away lay a thin young man with overly exquisite facial features. The two did not disturb each other, and there was a trace of warmth in their calmness.

Mei Qiyu glanced into the office through the window, she grabbed Assistant Liu's clothes, "Tell me, what's the relationship between them?"

Assistant Liu pulled the corner of his clothes out of Mei Qiyu's hands, "It's whatever you think it is."

Mei Qiyu unceremoniously kicked Assistant Liu's calf, ignoring Assistant Liu's subtle facial changes, and said angrily, "I look like father and son, are they father and son?"

Assistant Liu said seriously, "Maybe it's not necessarily true that they are father and son."

"I believe you a ghost, you are a very bad old lackey."

Fu Ran dreamed that he fell off the cliff, which made him sit up in shock, and the coat on his body fell down on his lap. He was still a little unconscious, so he grabbed the coat and put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it. Well, the smell was a bit familiar.

He looked up and saw Mr. Han at the desk.

So this coat can only belong to Mr. Han, Fu Ran suddenly blushed, knowingly asked: "Mr. Han, is this your coat?"

Mr. Han raised his eyelids and glanced lightly, "Yes."

"Mr. Han, you are so caring." Fu Ran's face was like a peach blossom, and the pink was touching.

Mr. Han thought that the reason why Fu Ran's face was so red was because he was asleep, so he said, "You can go to the bathroom and wash your face."

Fu Ran came over and blinked at Mr. Han, "Can you accompany me?"

"...What's wrong with you again?" Mr. Han put down the signature pen, showing deep helplessness in his tone, without malicious accusation.

"Er..." Fu Ran stared at Mr. Han for a long time, then suddenly patted his forehead with regret, "Oh, it's okay, I may have misunderstood something."

He thought that Mr. Han was waiting to delete the photos and put on a coat for him, and he probably fell in love with the poor and helpless Canary, but now it seems that he is being self-indulgent.It's a pity, he is eight or nine years younger than Mr. Han. If he is with Mr. Han, the future inheritance...

No no no, he's not that kind of person.

Mr. Han tapped his fingers on the table and made a sound, pulling back Fu Ran's blind Jiba's flying thoughts, and said in a deep voice: "Put away your unrealistic ideas, go and tidy up, and we will leave in a while."

How did the gold master's father know that he was thinking wildly, could it be that he was cheating?

Fu Ran curled her lips and asked, "Where are you going?"

Mr. Han said: "Take you to heaven."

Ok?

Fu Ran said, "Are we going to fly the plane?"

"No, it's an invitation from a business partner, you go with me, the location is the top floor of the Dream Building."

Fu Ran checked the Dream Building on the Internet, and immediately resisted: "I...I suddenly feel a little uncomfortable, can I not go..."

It is said on the Internet that the most famous dream building is the top floor. The floor on the top floor is all transparent glass. It is exciting to step on it. If you look down, you will be a pool of snakes. I don’t know which ghost animal designed it. There is a special floor below to raise snakes. Do rich people like to pursue excitement so much?

Mr. Han grabbed Fu Ran's wrist, pulled him into the bathroom, and said as he walked, "Come with me, I don't care about what happened to you this morning."

Fu Ran gritted her teeth and nodded with tears in her eyes.

In the bathroom, Fu Ran washed his face with water, looked at Mr. Han in the glasses, and finally came to his senses, he couldn't believe it, "You really didn't come with me, did you?"