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"Boss Lin, the investment department said that Boss Fu had read these documents before he went to Chengdu, and signed and approved them." Female secretary An Wen put a folder in front of Lin Yuan, and secretly looked at the person behind the desk who was looking down at the documents. She had just joined the company not long ago, and for some reason, she was subconsciously afraid of this tall, majestic but handsome boss.Although Lin Yuan never said a word of nonsense to girls, let alone the words and deeds of a womanizer, but she just felt inexplicably nervous.Perhaps, it was because this man was really vigorous, strict and picky when he was working.

"Okay, let's put it there first. By the way, go and see if the painting in Mr. Fu's office suite is done. Tell them to hurry up and finish it before he comes back from a business trip." Lin Yuan raised his head and saw the young female secretary who seemed to be stunned. For a moment, "Are there any questions?"

"No, no, I'll go right away." Anwen nodded and retreated.The original secretary had just resigned due to health reasons. She had only been in the company for a short time. This President Fu had been on business trips, and she had never met him.I just feel that this vice president seems to have an extraordinary status in the company. He should be a powerful character that Mr. Lin poached from other investment companies. He is probably a middle-aged uncle with thinning hair, shrewd eyes and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.

I heard that Mr. Fu is working on a project in Chengdu recently, which probably takes a long time. Mr. Lin has flown himself several times to visit and express condolences.During his absence from the company, Mr. Lin personally redesigned the office for Mr. Fu. The space is even larger than Mr. Lin's office. There are also high-end beds and a complete set of Italian furniture in the rest suite. There is no rest room, and with the hardcover bathroom, it can be regarded as a high-end treatment in a first-tier city like Shenzhen.

The time she came was too short, and she hadn't had time to break into the gossip camp of the girls in the company, otherwise she would know that if these sisters knew the image of Mrs. Fu in her imagination, they would laugh like crazy and put their hands on the wall .

Mr. Fu's office is clean and tidy, and there is a faint smell of tobacco.Qiu Jie from the administration department pushed open the door of the rest room, and Anwen followed her in, looked around, and couldn't help but let out a soft "ah". . .Is it still an office lounge?This is a very cozy big bedroom.

Her eyes were first attracted by the huge luxurious bed, the color of smoke gray, with the white sheets, it looked very comfortable.It seems a bit too wasteful for one person to sleep in such a big bed.Immediately afterwards, her eyes were attracted by a painting on the wall, presumably this is the painting Mr. Lin confessed.

It was a simple sketch of a character, carefully decorated in an atmospheric and elegant frame.In the painting is a young man who seems to be drunk and sleeping soundly.The painter's brushwork is very proficient, and he portrays the man in the painting very vividly. With his slightly frowned eyebrows and sleepy lips, one can almost feel a breath with a strong smell of alcohol rushing towards his face.

"So handsome!" An Wen couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"A real person is more handsome!" Qiu Jie also approached a little closer, "My sleeping lover," she looked at the small characters in the lower right corner of the sketch and read out gently.

"Have you seen the real person on the painting?" Anwen was taken aback for a moment, the drawing paper looked a little yellowish, it should be some years old.

"Of course haha...you haven't seen him since you came here, this is Mr. Fu!" Qiu Jie laughed.

Anwen: "..."

"But you've read Boss Lin's writing, haven't you got any impression?" Qiu Jie's expression began to reveal a gossip.

"Well, after watching it for a few days, I already have an impression." Anwen nodded honestly.

"Then look at this line." Qiu Jie's eyes were full of smiles that couldn't be concealed.

"This... These are Mr. Lin's words!" Anwen opened his eyes wide, "My love..." She was a little dazed for a moment.

"Hey, let me tell you, this is our company's not-so-secret secret, the most fascinating secret."

"Mmm, um, ah...you need to be gentle, there are people downstairs..." Fu Chong buried his face in the snow-white pillow and whispered softly.

"I don't care!" Lin Yuan intensified the force of the impact, growled domineeringly, hot sweat dripped from his face, and drew shining traces on the bodies of the two of them.

The big bed in the lounge made crazy and rhythmic noises, and Fu Chong on the wall and Fu Chong on the bed fell into a pink fascination.

This was the noon break on Fu Chong's first day of work after returning to Shenzhen from Chengdu. They were at home the night before and they fought until three o'clock in the morning.

Lin Yuan smoked his post-battle cigarette contentedly, stroking Fu Chong's abdominal muscles back and forth with one hand, "It's so beautiful, have you insisted on exercising in Chengdu?"

"Well, there is a guy in the Beijing Zhicheng project team who also works out every day. The two of us have been practicing together, and the results are not bad!" Fu Chong signaled that Lin Yuan also wanted to smoke.

Lin Yuan frowned, and instead of handing him the cigarette, he took a deep breath, slowly leaned down, and put his lips on Fu Chong's. The pale smoke was between the two men's tightly connected lips. Slowly penetrating and circling, Fu Chong felt dizzy for a moment, subconsciously hugged the man's back, and kissed him forcefully.

The two kissed for a while, Lin Yuan suddenly thought of something, and suddenly raised his head, "What did you say about the fitness guy?"

Fu Chong: "..."

Lin Yuan sat up, narrowed his eyes, and stared at Fu Chong suspiciously, "Let's talk about it, Chengdu is a famous gay capital, and Sichuan boys are all thin and tender..."

"Enough, you think I'm you!" Fu Chong glared at him. "That kid from Fitness belongs to the Beijing Zhicheng Group. By the way, let me tell you something about him. It's quite interesting."

Lin Yuan knew that Fu Chong seldom talked about other people's affairs behind his back, so it was probably interesting, so he stuffed a small half of a cigarette into Fu Chong's mouth, and lit another one himself.

"The guy's name is Xiao Zheng. He just graduated from college. He's 22 years old. He's a sportsman. He can run all kinds of balls and runs. He's a decathlon type. He's from the north. He's very righteous. Their team leader is the vice president of the project department, named Cui Qimu. I'm about the same age as me, I don't care about business, and I'm good-looking, just... How should I put it, I feel a little dull sometimes."

Lin Yuan stroked Fu Chong's back, and exhaled a puff of smoke, "One is a sportsman, and the other is good-looking. No wonder you are so happy to be there these few months."

Fu Chong stood up, pressed his body on Lin Yuan suddenly, took off the cigarette from his mouth, and kissed him vigorously. He didn't raise his head until the two of them felt out of breath, "I don't believe I can't stop you!" Q."

The man licked the corner of his mouth contentedly, "It's so comfortable, you can continue."

"You know, don't you sweat all over your body after working out? Xiao Zheng loves to sweat, so you can imagine the smell of the socks. Then one day he whispered to me that the exercise he brought from Beijing Several pairs of socks were missing out of thin air, and I couldn’t find them no matter how hard I looked, I feel like I’ve seen a ghost.” Seeing that Lin Yuan also had a curious look on his face, Fu Chong went on talking.

"There are six people in their group, four women, and he and Mr. Ji are men, living in the same room. When he first threw his socks, he wondered if Mr. Cui was wearing the wrong clothes. He is particular about cleanliness, and rarely wears sports socks. Second, he sometimes changes his socks without washing them. When he goes out to do something, he can’t find them when he wants to wash them after a while. I asked Cui Qimu, and the other party said no. See, do you think it's strange?"

Lin Yuan frowned, thought for a while, and laughed "hehe".

"There are all kinds of wonders in the world. There is nothing strange about it. Some men like men, some women like women, some people like feet, and some people are obsessed with special smells. It doesn't matter if you lose your socks. He should look at the underwear. It’s not that it’s lost too, haha, this world is more colorful because of the diversity beyond the norm, just like me, I just like you, there’s no way!”

Hearing what he said, Fu Chong couldn't help but nodded slightly, and pressed his face against his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, and seeing the bright sun at noon outside the window, why did he feel so happy at this moment.

At the regular project meeting in the morning, Anwen forced his lips to laugh, and looked up at Qiu Jie who was not far away. The latter was winking at her. She just sent a WeChat message to Anwen, "Mr. Fu Handsome, guess which of them attacks and who suffers?"

She looked at Fu Chong, who was introducing the progress of the Chengdu project to everyone. He was wearing a slim suit, with a heroic appearance, and a firm gaze in his dark pupils. Shallow, really can't tell."

The project in Chengdu is progressing very smoothly. This is the first project jointly undertaken by the company and Zhicheng Investment and Financing Company in Beijing. Zhicheng has shares in Shangmeng and Dingjiahe, and the two companies cooperate very tacitly.

After listening to Fu Chong's introduction, Lin Yuan expressed his satisfaction with the operation of the project. Chengdu is the only second-tier city project built by the company besides Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou and Shenzhen. It can capture a considerable proportion of the market at the fastest speed in a short period of time. share and has a high reputation in the local area, which shows that there are no problems in the team's thinking and operation.

"Mr. Lin, everyone, from the feedback from the Chengdu market, we can see that the concept of our nutrifit creation has no major obstacles in the second-tier city circle. At present, my country's overall national strength has improved, and the consumption power of residents is no longer limited to a few large super first-tier cities. , I suggest that the project in Chengdu should be promoted into a template, and then the consumption level and differences in the second-tier city circle should be carefully studied. I think that it will be the next day to seize the market gap in the second-tier city and expand our business space..." Fu Chong Stated his point of view with a hint of excitement about the expansion of the company's business territory.

"Mr. Fu, let me interrupt." Lin Yuan's face seemed a little uncertain, "I think I have expressed my views many times in previous meetings. The company's business scope is limited to Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou, Shenzhen and Chengdu. In addition, no new cities will be added. Sometimes the development of many things is quality rather than quantity, expensive and refined rather than expensive. We must adhere to this concept and achieve the ultimate in nutrifit in these five cities. What we need to do is not to dream of seizing all the markets, but to hold on to the battlefields you have won."

"Mr. Lin, I also want to say a few more words. May I ask what is the ultimate? Also, is it the same as holding on to the battlefield from another perspective? I have no suggestion for the company to engage in other businesses that we don't understand or are familiar with. We want to expand the market we are familiar with, and the fact is right in front of us, the gap in the market is already waiting for us to expand and develop, when will our company's vision be as big as five cities, isn't it too conservative?" Fu Chong's face was also a bit dignified. Although he was trying his best to control his emotions, other people in the conference room could hear a trace of dissatisfaction in his words.

"No matter how big your field of vision is, it depends on whether your body can keep up with it. We are not learning from China Central Television's public service advertisements. The phrase "as big as your heart is, as big as your stage" is very inspirational, but how many people are there? How much effort and time does it take for an individual to truly gain a foothold on their own stage? Okay, I don’t want to repeat this matter again. Mr. Fu will work hard at the end of the project in Chengdu, and other departments will cooperate well. Mr. Fu Come to my office, the meeting is over!"

Everyone didn't speak. Seeing Lin Yuan leading the way out of the meeting room, Fu Chong also followed out with a gloomy expression. They all exchanged glances, took their positions silently, and started working.

The big and small kings of the company did not show affection in front of everyone, but fought verbally and verbally. In the first time in the company or Pangu Kaitian, An Wen quietly sent Qiu Jie a WeChat message, "Evil is evil, poison is equal, and attack and suffering are hard to distinguish!"

Seeing Fu Chong coming to the door of Lin Yuan's office, An Wen hurriedly stood up and knocked on the door, "Boss Lin, Boss Fu is here!"

"Well, come in." Lin Yuan's voice was indifferent, without any emotion.

Lin Yuan sat on the swivel chair behind the boss desk, looked up at the man who had just walked in, the eyes of the two collided in the air, and neither of them escaped.

"I'm thirsty." Lin Yuan gestured towards the water glass on the table.

Fu Chong glared at him lightly, walked over to pick up the water glass, and poured water for him, keeping it at a temperature that he could drink right away.

Lin Yuan took a sip of water quietly, and his eyes fell on the back of Fu Chong in front of the window staring out of the window.That man is 33 years old this year, but with his upright figure, black hair, and toned muscles, he doesn't look like he's 30 years old.He put down the water glass, walked gently behind Fu Chong, and stretched out his arms to hug him.

The man in front of him struggled a little, then leaned gently into his arms.

"Angry?" Lin Yuan's low voice rang in Fu Chong's ear, and the tip of his tongue licked his earlobe, causing Fu Chong's body to tremble.

"Well, I'm angry." Fu Chong slightly turned half his body, the noses of the two almost touched, he stared at Lin Yuan's eyes full of love, "I'm a little confused by what you said today."

"Who told you to make a claim without discussing it with me, are you going to take me out as the president?" Lin Yuan looked at his face close at hand, and subconsciously wanted to kiss him.

"Don't talk nonsense, what do you think?" Fu Chong didn't believe what he said at all, and Lin Yuan's attitude today was indeed beyond his surprise.

"It's my fault, I didn't tell you what I think before." Lin Yuan stroked his strong arm with one hand, and reached into his pocket with the other to take out a cigarette.

"If you don't explain, you are not allowed to smoke!" Fu Chong took his hand and pulled him to the edge of the sofa. The two of them were not sitting on the double-seat sofa, but squeezed on a single-seat sofa.

The two strong bodies leaned against each other without a single gap. For a moment, the feeling of skin-to-skin contact made the two of them seem to forget the topic just now, and the four hands were not idle, groping each other's body indiscriminately.

"I want to make it clear, but you touch me like this, and I'm talking nonsense!" Panting, Lin Yuan bit Fu Chong's lips, and the other party bit back fiercely. For a while, the two of them were at odds Intermittently unbutton and belt for each other.

"Let's talk after we're done, baby!" Lin Yuan couldn't care less, the high-spirited weapon had already dazzled Fu Chong below him, he found the ky in the drawer, quickly applied it, and rushed in.

Anwen outside the door faintly heard some collision sounds coming from the room. She was a little strange, but suddenly thought of something, her face flushed, she turned around and left the secretary's room, and locked the door behind her.

While boiling water for coffee, she suddenly thought of the question Qiu Jie asked her, alas, I'm too timid, if I listen secretly for a while, I might be able to tell who is attacking and who is suffering.

"No, stop making trouble, one person at a time is fine! How embarrassing it will be if someone comes later." Fu Chong slapped Lin Yuan's wandering hands off his body, and hurriedly put on his underwear.

"Okay, then go to your office to make up for it at noon." Lin Yuan winked at him shamelessly, and began to put on his clothes.

"Well, let's talk at noon, let's talk about today's affairs first!" Fu Chong walked over to help Lin Yuan tie his tie, letting the other party's hands stretch up and down his whole body.

"Chong, do you think our money is enough?" Lin Yuan asked quietly.

"Even if you raise two children, it will take a few lifetimes for the children to raise more children." Fu Chong seemed to have found a hint of flavor in Lin Yuan's topic.

"Yeah, money is not that important anymore. As for work, I know that you are hardworking and capable, and you do it smoothly. You are in your prime, so you might not feel too tired, right?" On Lin Yuan's desk, each lit a cigarette.

"Well, I don't feel too tired." Fu Chong took a puff of smoke.

"Then do you know how long you lived in Chengdu? Four months and eleven days. I visited you three times and stayed for five days. You came back once and stayed for two days. We have been together for nearly four and a half months." Seven days, one week!" Lin Yuan seemed a little excited, and his voice gradually became higher.

"Do you know how many second-tier cities there are in China? 36! Xiaochong, don't you want to expand the territory of second-tier cities? Don't you want to do detailed feasibility studies and foreign transfers? Even if you are responsible for half of the quantity, eighteen, you How long will it take to do it all? How much time do we have left together?"

Lin Yuan took a deep puff of cigarette, "Chong, do you know that we once wasted seven years, and no amount of money can change those seven years, sometimes just thinking about it makes my heart ache. In the past four and a half months, I have thought a lot, I am not young anymore, you are over thirty, we still want to raise children..." Lin Yuan's voice was slightly choked, "I, I don't think about it for a day anyway Separated from you again! What second-tier and third-tier, what development and expansion, those are things outside the body, passing by, as long as you are by my side, seeing you every day is more important than anything else..."

Fu Chong pressed Lin Yuan's lips, not letting him continue, he knew that his eye circles must be red, "I was wrong..."

"You're right, I'm getting old and need you more, Chong!" Lin Yuan gazed into Fu Chong's eyes affectionately.

They saw each other's eyes full of infinite love in each other's dark eyes. At that moment, a drizzle like silk suddenly fell in the sky of Shenzhen, and the oak trees and kapoks on the tree-lined road cuddled together.