My NO.1 Mr.

When Luo Yuan arrived at Yan Qiting's office, he discovered a strange thing - He Sheng's eldest son was sitting in President Yan's office with a carefree face.

This is nothing for now, but when he saw the position where Mr. Xiang was sitting, there was a momentary downtime - he was actually sitting on the armrest of Mr. Yan's boss chair.

What's going on here?

Luo Yuan backed out backwards, looked at the nameplate above his head, the golden characters on it reminded him that he had not gone to the wrong place.

Luo Yuan watched for a long time as if asking for help, but saw that no savior passed by, so he had to bite the bullet and go in again, saying hello to Xiang Fei: "Mr. Xiang."

Xiang Fei nodded at him, showing a polite smile: "Director Luo."

Luo Yuan was stunned for a moment, wondering how He Sheng's eldest son would know such a small person as himself, but he wisely did not dwell on this issue, and turned to his boss: "Mr. Yan."

Yan Qiting nodded to him: "Yeah. Sit down."

Luo Yuan sat down on the sofa, couldn't help turning his head to peek at the two people who were intimate.

Yan Qiting didn't care about his gaze, he put his hands near his chin like a bridge and said, "What do you think of Director Luo?"

The crisis warning light on Luo Yuanyuan automatically turned on, and he sat upright and said, "I have already learned about the situation. Most of what these reporters dug out are old materials, which have already subsided. I don't know why they suddenly appeared in Qichu today. At the door, I suspect...someone is making trouble behind the scenes."

Yan Qiting shook his head: "Most of them are old materials, but a reporter asked a very abrupt question. I don't know which media it is from, but I heard that he mentioned the phenomenon of embezzlement of assets by Qichu's top management. Where did the nonsense come from? If it is exposed by unscrupulous media, it will not be a simple matter. By the way, has the board of directors got the news?"

Luo Yuan said: "The incident has just erupted, and the board of directors has not responded yet. I will appease the shareholders."

"Well, Director Luo. This matter must be restrained from fermenting, otherwise the stock price will fall, which will affect Qichu's corporate image, and there will be no need for our public relations department to exist." Yan Qiting deliberately said something serious, Xiang Fei immediately saw thin beads of sweat appearing on Luo Yuan's slightly bald forehead.He patted Yan Qiting's shoulder lightly. Yan Qiting knew that the effect had been achieved, and said in a slow tone: "Okay, Director Luo has always done things safely, and I believe you can solve this matter with a sense of proportion. Excuse me, I can believe it." You?"

Luo Yuan quickly nodded to express his loyalty, and issued a military order: "I will give President Yan a satisfactory answer before I leave work."

Yan Qiting nodded and said with a smile: "Let's leave this matter as it is, let's go." After speaking, he unscrewed the pen in his hand and began to read the document.

Seeing that Yan Qiting looked away with dignity, Luo Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, smiled gratefully at Xiang Fei, nodded, got up and left the CEO's office.

As soon as Luo Yuan left, Yan Qiting let out a sigh of relief, and slowly closed his eyes.

"Are you tired?" Xiang Fei saw that his expression was not good, and thought about what to do for him at night.

"Hmm. I don't know when Oscar is going to pay me back the statuette I owe me?" Yan Qiting leaned back in the chair, smiled slightly, turned his head to where Xiang Fei was, and said, "Help me give it a shot." Chief Financial Officer on the phone."

"Okay." Xiang Fei heard this request-like command tone, and couldn't help but think of the time when he was his special assistant.

At that time, Yan Qiting said one thing, and there was absolutely no such hidden tenderness in his tone.

Is this also his method of dealing with prey?

Xiang Fei shook his head, with a smile in his eyes—even if he was the prey, he was also the prey that could knock down the hunter, and he was completely different from those coquettish sluts outside.

Xiao Lin's lesson from the past is still vivid, but Xiang Fei doesn't want to worry about it anymore, as long as Yan Qiting is happy, he will be happy.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help picking up Yan Qiting's chin, pecked lightly on his lips, and then reached out to pick up the phone on the table.

"Wait a minute," Yan Qiting suddenly held down Xiang Fei's hand that was dialing, one hand groped along the back of the chair to wrap around his waist, nodded his lips, and raised the corners of his lips and said, "Just give me a kiss." not enough."

Xiang Fei was happy: "We must strictly abide by the general law."

After finishing speaking, she leaned over and kissed him lightly on the lips again, but when he got up, he found that his whole body was imprisoned by Yan Qiting.

"I've said it all, it's easy to touch, and you're still messing with me." Yan Qiting grinned, pressed the back of Xiang Fei's head with his hands and kissed himself, then stood up, groping and pressing him on the desk .

Ever since he couldn't see anything, Yan Qiting's agility and strength dropped, as if he was afraid of accidentally hurting Xiang Fei.

Now Xiang Fei is fully capable of avoiding any of his actions and counterattacking, but he is reluctant.

He observed those bright eyes from a close distance, looked at the excitement in those eyes stained by himself, heard the man whispering in his ear, and sighed softly in his heart.

Forget it, the prey is the prey, as long as he is happy...

The two quarreled for a while, Xiang Fei pressed Yan Qiting's hand and said, "You asked me to call the chief financial officer, because you plan to check the accounts of the subordinate group?"

Yan Qiting didn't make enough trouble, he brushed Xiang Fei away from his hand and said, "Don't spoil the fun."

Xiang Fei chuckled happily, letting him squint his eyes and press himself on the table to gnaw and bite.

After lingering together for a while, Yan Qiting finally let go of the person, and Xiang Fei got up, tidied his clothes, and walked out of the office. After a while, he came in with a large stack of documents.

"I found something before I died," Xiang Fei felt that this was awkward, but it was true.Speaking of which, he didn't even know what Yan Qiting's reasoning was based on such a ridiculous thing.

Xiang Fei spread out the materials and files in front of him, put them in front of Yan Qiting, and said, "Zonglin Company, a subsidiary of our group, is in charge of Qipingqiao. There is a financial supervisor named Zhang Zhimou, remember?"

Yan Qiting narrowed his eyes and thought for a while, then nodded and said: "I have a little impression, what's wrong with him?"

"This person has a lot of problems. I found out that he embezzled the company's property and misappropriated funds by taking advantage of his position. I don't know the exact amount, but this person has a lot of problems." Xiang Fei watched Yan Qiting stretch out his hand and write each word on the paper. Groping, as if he could read Braille, it was a little funny, but more of a heartache.

He took Yan Qiting's hand away, and gently pressed the lines on Yan Qiting's fingertips.

This is a purely masculine hand, with slender and neat fingers, as warm and moist as jade, and the fingertips contain full strength.Xiang Fei put this hand in his palm and played with it carefully, saying: "I encountered some resistance when I continued to investigate some time ago. I suspect that other people are also investigating this Zhang Zhimou. We must investigate before this person. What is the problem with this person, if the other party seizes the evidence first, it will be troublesome."

Yan Qiting didn't withdraw his hand, but listened carefully to his analysis, then nodded and said: "I know, you called me to remind me the morning before yesterday."

Hearing that he remembered so clearly, Xiang Fei felt that somewhere in his heart seemed to start to become soft, which was very comfortable.This person's tenderness is like a trap, once one steps into it, one becomes addicted and unable to extricate himself.

He pulled back the thoughts that had drifted thousands of miles away, coughed, and said seriously: "Yes. So this time we can use the name of the group audit at the end of the year to focus on their family. There will always be some unjustified accounts."

"Well. Call the chief financial officer to come in. I'll ask him to send me all the account books of all the subordinate groups, and then make a surprise inspection of the surname Zhang," Yan Qiting held Xiang Fei's hand, blinked, and said with a smile, " Then...you need to trouble Mr. Xie to check it for me, you know."

Xiang Fei took a deep breath in his heart, stretched out his hand to touch that eyelash, and then kissed it lightly: "I really hope...the invisible person is me."

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