My NO.1 Mr.

There was some traffic on the way back to the company, Yan Qiting simply leaned on the back seat and took a nap.

After wandering all the way, he finally arrived at the company. After Yan Qiting stepped into the office, he picked up the internal phone on the desk and told Cheng Du that he had arrived at the company.

Cheng Du agreed, and told Yan Qiting that someone was looking for him, but Yan Qiting didn't ask who it was, and hummed, "Okay, bring me to the office."

So when Li Guoxing appeared in the office with Cheng Du, Yan Qiting was quite surprised.

"The national star is here? Sit down quickly." Yan Qiting pointed to the sofa next to him. This person is a junior of his in college. He is smart and hardworking, but he entered the industry too late.

In their line of business, the cake is so big, the big bosses of all parties are naturally not willing to take him to play, so although the young man has worked hard, the effect of development for several years is really not good.Yan Qiting gave him a transformational suggestion, asking him to use the profits of these years to switch to investment. After the establishment of National Star Investment, this product has flourished. I heard that he has just completed the A round of financing and is preparing to go public. .

Yan Qiting was generally satisfied with this junior, otherwise he would not have played with him in this project.Although he was forcibly squeezed out by Xiang Fei later, Yan Qiting introduced him to other projects later, so this kid should now be a good time to see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day.

Sure enough, as soon as Li Guoxing came in, he was as happy as a flower. He passed the sofa and took a few pictures on Yan Qiting's table: "Brother, you must come."

Yan Qiting glanced at it inexplicably, and said cheerfully, "Invitation ticket for product launch? See, you're so happy. I thought it was a red bomb."

Li Guoxing laughed loudly: "This is much more interesting than the red bomb. Do you know that the current games make more money? This is the most promising industry this year."

Yan Qiting smiled, and said sarcastically, "That's right, after the most promising press conference of this year, we will directly enter next year."

"Emma, ​​brother, don't curse me, just point to this thing circle and then go on the market. You know this thing has a fast cycle, like cutting leeks, one wave after another."

Seeing Cheng Du still standing there, Yan Qiting thought something was wrong, raised his head and asked, "Mr. Cheng, is there anything to report?"

Cheng Du pushed his glasses as if returning to his senses when he heard the words, and handed the phone card he had just replaced to Yan Qiting: "It's nothing important, that, I'm going out first, President Yan."

Yan Qiting nodded with a smile, turned his head and continued talking to Li Guoxing about the investment case.

Cheng Du withdrew from the office, looked back at the two chatting and laughing through the glass door that was about to close, and sighed almost inaudibly.

After that, I realized that Mo was so sticky that Cheng Du felt very tired, not physically but mentally.

As far as Fang Zhimo's family is concerned, he is absolutely not allowed to have no descendants. Of course, Cheng Du didn't think so long-term, but he was used to being alone, and now suddenly there is another person, who is still a person who manages the east and the west. , which annoys him.

Fang Zhimo has very high demands on himself, and even more on Cheng Du.I have to call him after get off work every day, and go out to social parties, especially those with Yan Qiting must report. They are required to use the same brand of shaving water and perfume as him, and he has even begun to ask Cheng Du to move in and live with him. .

If such a person had appeared earlier, Cheng Du might have been very happy.However, he is now an independent person with full capacity for civil conduct. He has his own thoughts and work attitudes. When he dictates to others, he either chooses to explode or forbears.

But in this relationship, Cheng Du no longer has the right to choose. The only thing he can do is to obey Fang Zhimo's arrangements. He has lived independently for 34 years, and after that night, he completely fell into a quagmire.

When the phone rang, Cheng Du looked at the caller ID and chose to answer it: "Hello."

"How do you think about moving here?" Fang Zhimo seemed to have just been idle, and his tone revealed a little relaxation.

Cheng Du's hands tightened, "I'm still thinking about it, and besides, it's working time..."

"Cheng Du, can you stop being so tense when you talk to me? Didn't we get along very well before?" Fang Zhimo interrupted Cheng Du, "Isn't it closer to your company to move here? I can drive in the morning You are on your way."

Cheng Du sighed and said, "The company has a driver to pick it up."

Fang Zhimo stopped talking and seemed a little angry.Cheng Du had already experienced this man's ability to never give up until he achieved his goal, so he was afraid that he would make trouble again, so he could only say, "Wait for me for a week, and I'll give you an answer next week."

Fang Zhimo clicked his tongue: "Okay, let's have dinner together tonight, my family."

After finishing speaking, he hung up with a snap, without any intention of asking Cheng Du's opinion.

Cheng Du sat at the desk and thought for a long time, and finally picked up the intercom phone on the desk and called his secretary: "Xiao Zhang, tell the driver to take a one-month vacation."

Because he was worried that he would socialize too much at night and let the driver work overtime for nothing, he used the car less in the first place, so he gave him a one-month leave. He didn't know what the driver thought, and he might think he had something against him Bar.

After hanging up the phone, Cheng Du sighed softly, leaning his head deeply into the soft back of the chair behind him.

Yan Qiting, who originally wanted to ask a beautiful woman to have lunch with him, was dragged by Li Guoxing to a Hokkien restaurant outside to have a meal of Hokkien cuisine.

Li Guoxing is from Fujian. While eating, he commented to Yan Qiting that this dish was authentic, but that dish was not good enough. The two of them ate and recalled their college days from time to time, and the meal was quite pleasant.

After drinking and eating, Yan Qiting got up and went to the bathroom. While washing his hands by the sink, he saw a figure in the mirror.The man was crossing his arms, lifting his chin, looking at him in the mirror with a half-smile.

"When did Mr. Xiang learn to stand behind people like this?" Yan Qiting's heart skipped a beat, then he nonchalantly pulled out a tissue to dry his hands, and threw them into the trash can next to him.

"Isn't I always like this?" Xiang Fei smiled, moved closer, and put his chin on Yan Qiting's shoulder: "I had a good chat with my junior, why are you so mean to me?" Woolen cloth?"

Yan Qiting looked at this man's expressionless face, and suddenly realized a problem - this man seemed to like to see his emotions fluctuate because of him, so he stimulated him everywhere, deliberately turning the topic to a sensitive one.Realizing this, Yan Qiting snorted and said calmly, "After all, my younger brother is more confidant to me. From this point of view, Mr. Xiang is far behind. Let me go."

When Xiang Fei heard it, he was really fooled, and immediately annoyed: "Mr. Yan is so boring to compare, how can Li Guoxing and I be the same? Is he as tall and handsome as me? Is he as rich and beautiful as me? Can he be as good as me in bed?" Are you satisfied..."

Yan Qiting was a little angry when he heard the words, but he had an idea, smiled slightly, and raised his eyebrows: "Does Mr. Xiang want to satisfy me?"

Xiang Fei was just annoyed and blurted out just now, but he didn't expect that Yan Qiting's focus fell on this, and he was overjoyed and said: "Of course, I will satisfy you whatever President Yan wants."

Yan Qiting giggled and said, "Then if I want it now, Mr. Xiang will satisfy me too?"

When Xiang Fei heard it, he thought his brain had a fever, and asked uncertainly: "Is Yan always serious?"

Yan Qiting stretched out an index finger to pick Xiang Fei's chin, and smiled brighter: "Didn't Mr. Xiang just say that I can play however I want?"

Xiang Fei blinked, and suddenly felt that the painting style was a little exciting.He had never experienced, even thought about, that Yan Qiting would talk to himself in such a tone.

"Okay, of course, I will accompany Mr. Yan to play however he wants." After Xiang Fei recovered from the shock at the beginning, he finally returned to his usual foolish appearance, leaning against the wall and looking at him with a smile.

The hygienic condition of the bathroom in this restaurant is still good. The dark-colored imitation stone brick wall, the smooth marble floor, and the faint scent of incense make it impossible to smell the peculiar smell inside.Looking at Yan Qiting's bright smoky gray eyes, Xiang Fei actually had some expectations for the next thing.

Yan Qiting looked Xiang Fei up and down, raised the corners of his lips and said, "Now follow my order and put your hands on your own belt buckle."

Xiang Fei didn't know what kind of game this was, he blinked for no reason, and honestly put his hand on the belt buckle.

"Untie."

Yan Qiting looked at Xiang Fei's surprised face, and twitched the corners of his lips as if he had succeeded in a prank: "I'll tell you to untie it."

Xiang Fei's eyes flashed with enthusiasm, and his breathing was a little short: "Mr. Yan, why don't you come and do it for me?"

Yan Qiting clicked his tongue: "I'm playing with you now, you just need to obey orders."

Xiang Fei's lower abdomen was tickled by these words, and he had a physical reaction.

"Take it off." Yan Qiting raised his chin.

Xiang Fei was even more surprised, but soon smiled knowingly, took off his trousers and threw them on the ground, desperately took Yan Qiting's hand, and put it under his body: "Boss Yan really misses me too, right? Just know..."

Yan Qiting smiled and didn't dodge. He patted Xiang Fei's face with this action, exerted a little force on his hand, and then raised his chin towards the corner: "Now, stand over there."

Xiang Fei retreated slowly following Yan Qiting's strength, during which Yan Qiting's tightly clenched hands could feel that the stupid bear seemed to become extremely excited.He smiled ironically in his heart, and twitched the corners of his lips: Pervert, I'll make you feel good in a while.

With the pace of the two, there was a little friction between the hands, Xiang Fei's breathing became more and more rapid, and he urged: "It turns out that Mr. Yan likes to play this, okay, I will accompany you to the end, but the door of the bathroom seems to be unlocked. don't want……"

Before Xiang Fei finished speaking, he received a heavy punch in the stomach unpreparedly. Xiang Fei felt that it hit the knee he was hit last time, and the pain suddenly increased. With an ouch, he leaned over and covered it. Stomach.

Yan Qiting clapped his hands, turned around and picked up the trousers that had fallen on the ground, and shook them towards the person: "Probably the only one who can live so comfortably after provoking me again and again. By the way, the clothes I kindly keep the underwear and underwear for you, Mr. Xiang will remember my great kindness."

After finishing speaking, he put the index finger and middle finger of his right hand together, threw a farewell gift to Xiang Fei, took the spoils he had just seized, strode out of the bathroom, and slammed the door shut with a bang.

"……Hold."

Xiang Fei half-kneeled on the ground with his bare legs covering his stomach, cursed in a low voice, and then suddenly laughed again: "Yan Qiting, you... are so fucking interesting."

The author has something to say:

Emma, ​​I'm back. I've sorted out Mr. Yan's emotional line in the past few days, and it feels much smoother and more comfortable.

There are 33 and 37 chapters that have been changed. Small changes will not affect the plot.