All My Fans in the World [Quick Transmigration]

Seeing Xue Zhiyuan put down his chopsticks, Mo Ziyu stood up, "Let's go."

Tan Moyang handed Mo Ziyu his coat at the right time, with a hesitant expression on his face, and in the end he just said "I'll bring you lunch at noon" and withdrew.

Although Xue Zhiyuan was only fourteen, his height was already about the same as Mo Ziyu's. Because he was a little thin during puberty, he came to the company with Mo Ziyu and attracted attention from all directions.

"Whose family does that child belong to? He actually came to the company with the president."

"You don't look very old, but you are so handsome. If I were ten years younger, I would definitely chase after him."

"I think the president looks cooler! You should marry a man like the president."

After closing the elevator, Mo Ziyu looked at the young man whose ears were blushing again, "Just pretend you didn't hear what they said."

"Yeah." Xue Zhiyuan looked at the straight man standing in the middle of the elevator, his eyes were a bit complicated, but his tone didn't look any better, "Got it."

Xue Zhiyuan found that Mo Ziyu seemed to be really planning to teach him how to manage a company seriously, but he always felt that this was a conspiracy by the other party, but because of Mo Ziyu's power, he still had to obediently follow Mo Ziyu every day during the summer vacation get off work.

But even so, Xue Zhiyuan's favorability towards Mo Ziyu is still increasing.After this summer vacation, his favorability for Mo Ziyu has reached a critical point, stuck at 59%.

This is the boundary between close people and people you like. If the hurdle between the two is not eliminated, it may be difficult to increase the favorability. 5917 proposed to the host, but Mo Ziyu was noncommittal.

After dealing with official duties that day, Mo Ziyu raised his eyes and looked at the young man beside him who seemed to be bored flipping through his books, "School will start in three days. I will give you two days off to prepare for the start of school."

Xue Zhiyuan suddenly raised his head, only to realize that such a long time had passed, he looked at Mo Ziyu with complicated eyes, he opened his mouth, but he didn't refute it.

Mo Ziyu closed the document in front of him, "In the past two months, you have pretty much got to know the situation of your company. I hope you can come over to continue studying on weekends."

"No." Almost as soon as Mo Ziyu finished speaking, Xue Zhiyuan subconsciously replied, and then his face turned pale. Under Mo Ziyu's gaze, he unconsciously felt a little guilty, but his tone was still strong, "I don't have time on weekends."

Mo Ziyu looked up at the young man, and didn't speak immediately, but only spoke slowly when he saw that he couldn't help stepping back, "You should know, I'm not asking for your opinion."

Seeing the boy's flushed face instantly, Mo Ziyu suddenly felt much happier, "Xiao Wu, am I cool?"

"The host is the coolest!" 5917 sincerely praised, the host was so imposing even when he read his lines, seeing the male lead's furious look without words to refute, 5917 felt relieved, telling him to keep contradicting the host all this time!

"What are you still doing standing here?" Mo Ziyu glanced at the rebellious young man who seemed to be breathing fire, and said indifferently, "If you don't want to take a vacation, just sit down and continue studying."

Xue Zhiyuan was so angry that his face turned pale, but due to Mo Ziyu's usual power, he didn't dare to speak out to refute, so he just snorted and slammed the door and left.

After walking a few steps to the elevator door, Xue Zhiyuan suddenly stopped. Before the door closed, he seemed to see Mo Ziyu's figure swaying, as if he was about to fall down.

Just when Xue Zhiyuan was about to go back to have a look, the elevator opened in front of him.

Tan Moyang stepped out carrying a food box, and was stunned when he saw Xue Zhiyuan, "Young master? What are you doing here?"

"I..." Xue Zhiyuan looked at the closed office door again, his tone was still not very good, "I just came out for a walk and was about to go back."

Looking at the young man who turned around immediately, Tan Moyang didn't expose the other party's lies, but followed behind him with a smile.

"Host, are you alright?" 5917 was terrified by the way Mo Ziyu was about to fall just now.

"Do I seem to have something to do?" Mo Ziyu asked back, and then zoomed out the monitor screen on the computer, "For the sake of the little guy caring about me so much, I won't deduct his pocket money."

5917, who was desperate for the host's ability to change topics, looked at Mo Ziyu's straight back, and felt extremely distressed. It would rather lie to the host when it was not uncomfortable as before, and did not want to see him pretending to be strong look.

The simple 5917 didn't realize the meaning in the eyes of its host at all, and even if it found out, it might only think that the host was calculating the male lead.

At this time, the door was knocked, and Mo Ziyu's voice came from inside the door calmly, "Come in."

Xue Zhiyuan wanted to turn around and leave immediately, but the door had already been pushed open by Tan Moyang.

"Master," Tan Moyang put the food box on the tea table, "it's lunch time."

Mo Ziyu nodded at him, and looked at the little hero who was staying at the door, "What are you doing back?"

"I, I forgot to take something." Xue Zhiyuan reacted, and quickly replied, then ran into the room and took a mobile phone from the desk.

5917: "Host, he is holding your cell phone."

"I know." Mo Ziyu got up and walked to the tea table, looked at Tan Moyang, "Let's eat together?"

Tan Moyang set the table and chopsticks for Mo Ziyu, and obediently sat down opposite him.

"Doctor Han is back?" Mo Ziyu picked up the chopsticks.

"Yes, he came back in the morning. He said that he will not go abroad again in the near future."

Han Fuchen has been very busy since he became Mo Ziyu's personal doctor. He went abroad once every three days. Although he never showed it in front of Mo Ziyu, he was in a bad mood every time he came back, and he was always busy until midnight. midnight.

As a not-so-close cousin, Mo Ziyu expressed his gratitude for being able to do this for him, but if the other party didn't tell him, he just pretended not to know.

After the two finished their meal in harmony, Tan Moyang packed up the tableware, looked at Mo Ziyu who sat back at his desk again, "Patriarch, you..."

"Ok?"

"It's okay, I'll go first."

Seeing the back of the man leaving in a panic, Mo Ziyu blinked, with a regretful expression, "I'm ready to accept his confession."

5917:"……"

Xue Zhiyuan left the company in a panic and wandered aimlessly on the road. Thinking of his abnormality just now, his expression couldn't help being a bit tangled. He obviously didn't like Xue Mingyu in his heart, so why did he worry about him?

It just so happened that the phone rang at this moment, and I subconsciously answered the phone. Just as I was about to speak, I heard a voice from the opposite side. The man's voice was very familiar, with an imposing manner that could not be refused, "I have made an appointment, this afternoon Check at three o'clock, I'm here to pick you up and take you to the hospital now."

Xue Zhiyuan was stunned before he realized, "...Cousin?"

"Huh? It's Xiaogaki? Where's your father?"

Xue Zhiyuan looked at the caller ID, it said "Han Fuchen", only then did he realize that he took the wrong phone, "He gave me a holiday, I accidentally took the wrong phone, what did you say to go to the hospital?"

"It's nothing, I'll call his office." The voice on the other side paused, "Since you're on vacation, let's have fun, and school will start in two days."

After hanging up the phone, Xue Zhiyuan frowned, turned around and walked towards the company for a few steps, then stopped again, hesitated again and again, and decided to go back and have a look.

"The favorability of the male protagonist +6%, the current favorability is 65%."

Actually broke through! 5917 cheered, this slash is a big breakthrough, although the hero may not have noticed it himself, but the more it is like this, the more powerful the later outbreak will be.

At this moment, the office phone rang again, Mo Ziyu answered it, said a few words, picked up his coat, and walked out. When he passed by the secretary's office, he greeted the secretary and signaled that he would not come again in the afternoon, and then took the elevator down. building.

The employees of the company were a little surprised that Xue Zhiyuan went back and forth again. In the past two months, no one could tell that the relationship between the president and his son was not good, especially Xue Zhiyuan. It's looking at the enemy, so all the employees don't have a good impression of Xue Zhiyuan.

Xue Zhiyuan didn't say hello to them, and went straight to the top floor, but found that Mo Ziyu was not in the office. At this moment, the secretary came over with the folder in his arms, "Young Master Xue, the president just went out."

"Do you know where he went?"

"The president didn't say anything." The secretary smiled professionally, "But he said he won't come to the company in the afternoon."

Before he finished speaking, Xue Zhiyuan rushed towards the elevator entrance. The secretary looked a little surprised, but just shook his head, put down the documents and left the president's office.

Is he really sick?This question was always in Xue Zhiyuan's mind, and he couldn't help feeling a little flustered, and hurried out of the company, but he didn't know which hospital Mo Ziyu and Han Fuchen went to.

Just when he was at a loss, the phone rang again, and the caller ID said "son".

Although he felt a little weird, Xue Zhiyuan connected the phone immediately, "Hello?"

The voice of the man on the other side of the phone was cold and forceful, "I have something to do in the afternoon, you go back and clean up your homework, I will come back to check at night."

"I……"

"I'm talking about two days off, not including today."

"Host, you are teasing the male lead like this, be careful of his blackening." 5917 said.

"He's so young, how can he be so black?" Mo Ziyu replied indifferently.

No longer talking to 5917, Mo Ziyu looked at Han Fuchen who was walking over with a dark face, "What's wrong?"

"The situation is not good, ready to be hospitalized."

Of course, Mo Ziyu was not hospitalized in the end, and Han Fuchen had nothing to do with him. He took a lot of medicine, and the two returned home one after the other. The servants were all silent, wishing they could stay away.

"It's really distressing, why did I provoke such a housekeeper?" Mo Ziyu sighed in his heart.

... aren't you very happy? 5917 glanced at Han Fuchen who was following behind the host in a cold air, but he still didn't say anything in the end.