My NO.1 Mr.

6:[-] am.

Yan Qiting turned off the alarm, got up and took a shower.This is his morning, and he doesn't want to be ruined by that bastard Xiang Fei.

Xie Yuzhi bought a duplex apartment at the beginning, but because he didn't plan to meet guests here at all, the ground floor was transformed into a gym by two people, with all the equipment for aerobic and muscle training.Yan Qiting practiced on the equipment for a while, then jogged for a while, then took a shower, went downstairs to buy himself a breakfast, and when passing by the reading area of ​​the store, he was caught by a piece of news in the newspaper folder.

"Finance Today·The Most Potential New CEO—Follow-up Visit by Hesheng Shaodong's Xiang Fei".

Today's Finance and Economics is an extremely unpopular niche newspaper that likes to track and report entrepreneurs YY into stars, satisfying the curiosity of those who are curious about entrepreneurs' private lives and looking for opportunities to learn from them.Yan Qiting curled his lips, expressing his disdain for the words "the most potential".

He put the packed breakfast by the window, and took out the neatly packed piece of boring gossip from the newspaper folder, and ate breakfast while reading it.

Jacob, 22 years old, graduated from the University of California, Berkeley, loves outdoor sports, especially extreme sports such as surfing and freehand rock climbing.

Yan Qiting sneered, 22 years old, his acting skills are pretty good, and he pretended to be an elite.

wait, what?Berkeley?

Yan Qiting tried his best to search in his memory, when he suddenly remembered something, he threw the newspaper away, picked up the key and went upstairs.

He rummaged around in the documents left by Xie Yuzhi, and finally found a graduation photo, on which Hao Ran wrote a few large characters—a commemorative souvenir for all graduates of the XX class of the University of California, Berkeley.In the upper left corner of the photo, a youthful teenager is smiling at the camera.

Yan Qiting felt a surge of energy and blood in his heart, stood up and rushed to the bathroom to retch a few times, before he had time to think about anything, he took out his mobile phone and called directly.As soon as the call was connected, Yan Qiting started to curse with red eyes: "Xiang Fei, you little bastard, where the hell are you now?"

"..." There was silence for a while, and then a deep male voice came: "At home. Mr. Yan is already up? Don't you want to sleep a little longer?"

Yan Qiting wished he could rush along the electromagnetic waves and strangle the little bastard on the opposite side, and almost blurted out the cursing words: "Little bastard...you still pretend? Did you touch my people? Didn't you?"

There was another two seconds of silence, and then he said: "There are so many people in Mr. Yan, I don't know which one you are referring to?"

Yan Qiting laughed twice, his feverish brain did not cool down a little because of the other party's calmness: "Which one? Of course it is your good alumni, your respected and beloved brother, Xie Yuzhi!"

This time, the silence turned into a loud laugh, as if this was the funniest joke he had ever heard in his life: "Didn't Mr. Yan wake up from drinking too much last night? He made such a joke with me early in the morning." Mr. Yan, do you still remember that I am still your quasi-partner? If I have to argue with you about this matter today, how do you plan to deal with it?"

Yan Qiting said angrily: "Xiang Fei, don't talk to me about him here, I want you to say something straightforward, did you move or not?"

Xiang Fei didn't speak for a long time, and when Yan Qiting was about to hang up the phone and go to Xiang's mansion to find someone, he suddenly sighed quietly: "Mr. Yan, what are your feelings for Xie Yuzhi?"

If these words were put in normal times, Yan Qiting would definitely think for a long time, and then throw out other topics to distract the other party's attention, but now he really doesn't have the mood to play charades with him, and said in a hoarse voice: "The matter between me and him is not for outsiders. "Xiang Fei, see you in Chunfang in half an hour."

Yan Qiting grabbed the keys and mobile phone and went out, parked the car in Chunfangxie's outdoor parking lot, called Xiang Fei, and then stood at the entrance of the parking lot smoking one cigarette after another.

An Aston Martin drove over at a high speed, and the unique sound of the engine attracted the attention of the early risers.

After picking up the young man who was standing at the gate of the parking lot, the cleaners from Tianxia and Tianxia finished cleaning the other side. When they turned around again, they found that the person had already left, and there was only a pile of waste cigarette butts lying there miserably on the road. , The butt of the cigarette is full of tooth marks of different shades, as if the owner of the cigarette wants to chew them up and swallow them into the stomach.

"Hey, today's young people are really angry. They wear so little in winter, and they smoke so eagerly. They make fun of their bodies... Hey, how about this cigarette?" Shaking in front of him.

"Good cigarettes, more than 100 packs!" The security guard said, "I drove a Bentley when I came here, and an Aston Martin when I left. Do you think these people's money is from the sky or something? Is it at home? How many trees do you raise to grow money?"

"Look at what you said, if there is such a tree, I have to raise one even if I sell my wife." The cleaner snatched his cigarette back from the security guard, and joked, "Okay, give me the cigarette back, this is my labor. So, you want to smoke yourself and find someone to go!"

"Cut, who cares." The security guard sniffed the lingering fragrance on his fingers and said disdainfully.

Yan Qiting sat on Xiang Fei's passenger seat and pinched the knuckles on his palm.He had already made up his mind to beat him up, but he was woken up by Xiang Fei's taunt.

Xie Yuzhi entered xx company at the age of 24, and became an executive at the age of 28 and was sent overseas. At that time, Xiang Fei was only 12 years old, and he was just a child who was still in junior high school.The middle school he attended was in China, separated from Xie Yuzhi by a whole Pacific Ocean.In addition to being able to find senior information in Berkeley's student yearbook, it is impossible for him to have any intersection with Xie Yuzhi anyway.

Yan Qiting just woke up like a dream, Xin Dao concluded that the other party must be a conspirator just based on the missing mobile phone and a ridiculous dream, he was really sick.

Xiang Fei took the man back to his home.It was only then that Yan Qiting noticed that his home was nearly an hour's drive away from Chunfangxie, and he was obviously speeding when he arrived.

Xiang Fei originally studied architecture, but I heard that this guy is not doing his job properly. He went to play with some sculptures during his studies, and he brought out an inexplicable rustic atmosphere of literature and art at home.Ocher-red plaster walls, a retro-style hall, an art gallery full of black and white photos of movie stars, and many twisted and deformed shapes in the corners and aisles.Perhaps to show these "wonderful ideas", the designer made the entrance very long, and the two of them went in all the way, until they turned a corner and suddenly saw it.There are tea tables and sofas in the hall, and there is a bar counter in the inner part.Xiang Fei arranged for Yan Qiting to sit down in front of the bar, and went in to make a pot of coffee for the two of them.

Even the steam from the good coffee beans has a pleasant aroma. Xiang Fei has already taken off his glasses and put them on the table in order not to get them wet.Without glasses, he showed some wild tension, but it's a pity that no one is seriously appreciating this inadvertently sexy.

The corner of Xiang Fei's eyes followed the thoughtful man sitting in front of the bar, even though he just sat there motionless, it made Xiang Fei feel more happy than doing anything.He pointed to the desktop in front of the man with his finger, and suggested to the other party in a friendly manner: "Sugarornot?"

Yan Qiting came back to his senses, quietly stroked his knuckles under the bar and put them in his pocket, smiled apologetically: "Twolums please."

Xiang Fei feigned surprise and said, "Mr. Yan eats very sweetly, aren't you afraid of getting fat?"

Yan Qiting smiled, and picked up his elegant and polite mask again: "I'm sorry for making Mr. Xiang a joke."

Xiang Fei picked up two cubes of sugar with tweezers and threw them in. While stirring, he said, "Mr. Yan needs to change his temper. This means he has met me. If it was someone else..." He deliberately elongated his tone , bent the corner of his mouth and said: "You can't guarantee that these things will not be taken out to promote Yan Boss."

Yan Qiting's expression froze. If it was someone else, he might have taken this sentence as a threat to him, but Xiang Fei...he never seems to have made a correct inference on this person.

"Yes. It's true that I acted too recklessly this time. I would like to solemnly apologize to Mr. Xiang. Mr. Xiang would like to have a large number of adults, and laugh away all grievances with me?" Yan Qiting took the coffee from Xiang Fei's hand, pretending to be relaxed Make a toast.

Xiang Fei clicked his tongue twice, shook his finger, put his cup of coffee on the bar, and walked out from inside.

As soon as he walked out, Yan Qiting felt a sense of oppression from his height and the bulging muscles on his chest, and the fingers that had just relaxed couldn't help but feel into the trouser pocket containing the knuckles.

However, Xiang Fei just walked around him, walked to the bar chair next to him and sat down: "I personally don't like to spread other people's privacy, but it doesn't mean that I will ignore Mr. Yan's insults in the morning. As for me, now I have A small request, if Mr. Yan is willing to agree, I will treat it as if it never happened, and I will directly sign the cooperation contract that Mr. Yan first drew up. How about it, is this condition generous enough? Mr. Yan thinks how?"

Yan Qiting frowned and looked at Xiang Fei's expression, speculating in his heart what "small request" was worth his [-] million yuan to exchange with himself.This "small request" is so valuable, I'm afraid it's not too small.

Yan Qiting's expression changed several times in an instant, and Xiang Fei looked at him patiently with a smile on his lips, seeming to enjoy the process very much.

"What is this small request? If Mr. Xiang finds out first, Yan can also make a psychological expectation." Yan Qiting's expression changed only at that moment, and soon he changed into that turbulent look again. With a fake smile without surprise, he raised his eyes to look at Xiang Fei.

His beautiful smoky gray eyes are bright and moving. Compared with the sharpness of eight years ago, his eyes have brought some restraint and forbearance. This kind of trait that belongs to him suddenly makes people dizzy.

Xiang Fei smiled and licked his lips, and moved closer: "I changed my mind. I decided to temporarily add another small request to the previous small condition - I want a deep French kiss."

Yan Qiting's brain was running fast, thinking about Xiang Fei's possible requests and countermeasures.It's a pity that the requests made by Xiang Fei, a person who doesn't follow the rules, are always beyond his expectations.Before he had time to react, someone grabbed the back of his head, and then, a strong scorching breath covered him, which caught people off guard.

The aroma of coffee still lingered between Xiang Fei's lips and teeth, which smelled very good.He is obviously a seasoned veteran, he opened Yan Qiting's jaws with little effort, sucked a lingering kiss, and stuck out his tongue to invite him to dance together.

Yan Qiting was not a chaste and strong man, he let him in because he thought it tasted good.This kind of deep French kiss is very skillful, so the two people started a fierce competition after kissing, as if they were competing with each other to see who would drive the atmosphere better, fighting for control in their mouths.

This kiss was both lingering and full of various provocations. By the end of the kiss, both of them were out of breath.More importantly, Yan Qiting was surprised to find that Xiao Yan, who had been a picky eater recently, started to react.

Yan Qiting is a bit messy, isn't it, Xiao Yan, you have a lot of taste recently?The handsome type can't serve you anymore?Are you doing it against your brother?

However, Xiao Yan didn't take his will as a diversion, and was still clamoring and inflating.When Yan Qiting was helpless, he heard Xiang Fei chuckle against his lips: "Mr. Yan has responded!"

Yan Qiting was startled, and then glanced at the small tent that Xiang Fei had also set up, and said without changing his expression: "To each other."

Xiang Fei looked at him deeply, and wanted to say something more, but finally just smiled helplessly, and turned to the coffee in front of him.It took him a long time to lick his lips, and said with a general aftertaste: "Mr. Yan's taste is really good, I have the opportunity to continue to learn from each other."

Yan Qiting frowned and didn't speak.

The author has something to say:

Jacob (Jacob, has the meaning of "replacement").

From "Bible Genesis", Jacob bought the birthright of his elder brother Esau with a bowl of red bean soup, replaced Esau as the person blessed by his father Isaac, and finally became the ancestor of Israel, a man with a deep city.