After Marrying the Wealthy Disabled Tyrant

Zhang Jun lived in the presidential suite for five days.

He originally planned to stay in Wancheng for two days and leave after the meeting, but after meeting Wen Yuan, he thought it would be good to stay for a few more days.

As the CEO of an entertainment company, he never lacks handsome men and beautiful women by his side.But it was the first one who was neither humble nor overbearing like Wen Yuan.

He has observed Wen Yuan's attire. The shoes are ordinary Oxford shoes, and the price cannot be seen. The watch on his hand is at most a few hundred yuan. There is a unique ring necklace around his neck, but it is not diamond-studded, so it is probably worth it. Not a few dollars.

He also searched Wen Yuan's family on the Internet. It is said that his father is the boss of a foreign trade company, and he almost went bankrupt because of a broken capital chain. The overall family background is not very good.

Zhang Jun kept Wen Yuan by his side for the past few days, and intentionally or unintentionally talked about his company in front of him, the dignitaries he had worked with, and the shiny Rolex with diamond cuffs, but Wen Yuan didn't seem to feel anything.

Those black and white pupils were still clean and clear, without any yearning or envy.

"Xiao Wen, have you eaten? Why don't you drink afternoon tea with me later?"

Just as he was about to hand over his shift, Wen Yuan was stopped by Zhang Jun again.

Wen Yuan has a very headache, Zhang Jun has to ask him to accompany him when he does anything these days, but the other party is a customer of the black diamond, he, a little Guan Peisheng, can't afford to offend him, so he can only wait on him patiently.

"Mr. Zhang, I'm actually at the end of work—"

Seeing Zhang Jun's displeasure, the manager at the side quickly pulled Wen Yuan's arm.

"Xiaowen, if Mr. Zhang asks you to go, just go, what are you doing!"

"Manager, but I—"

Wen Yuan wanted to argue, but felt it was unnecessary, so he raised his head and forced a smile on his face.

"Mr. Zhang, wait a moment, I'm going to the bathroom."

As soon as he entered the bathroom, he sent a message to Ji Hong.

Ji Hong: Damn, isn't this old man trying to pick on you? 【Frightened】

Wen Yuan: Probably not, right?Apart from keeping me company every day, he didn't do anything out of the ordinary.

Ji Hong: You know what a fart, all these rich and powerful old men are like this, pretending to be polite, and they might show their fox tails at any time.

Wen Yuan: Maybe people don't like men.

Ji Hong: Shit, when I passed by that day, I found that the way he looked at you was not right, it was not a good thing anyway.Funny] Wen Yuan: You are a straight man, but you understand men better than a gay guy like me?

Ji Hong: Well, it's something you see and hear.In short, be careful yourself, and call me anytime you need anything.

Wen Yuan: ok.

Wen Yuan wasn't worried about his own safety, he was the main force of the school basketball team, Zhang Jun's body didn't look as strong as his, would he be afraid that the other party would mistreat him?

Thinking of this, Wen Yuan had nothing to worry about, and accompanied Zhang Jun to the tea restaurant openly.

Zhang Jun ordered a table of expensive desserts and drinks, and looked at him with a smile.

"Xiao Wen, I'm tired after standing all day, sit down and eat something."

Wen Yuan looked around, he knew all the waiters, he was so embarrassed, he didn't sit down, he was still standing.

"I'm not tired, thank you Mr. Zhang for your kindness."

"You're already off work, why are you still so cautious. Don't worry, it's private time now. I'm treating you to dinner as a friend. Isn't that okay?"

"And I'm leaving tomorrow afternoon, why can't you give me such a little face?"

Wen Yuan was indeed hungry after a day's work, and since Zhang Jun was leaving tomorrow, he probably wouldn't be a monster anymore.Wen Yuan then sat down opposite him, showing a smile.

"Then thank you Mr. Zhang."

Zhang Jun watched him eat, Wen Yuan's mouth was very picky, he would frown after taking a bite of the bad dessert, but he would still bear his disgust and finish the rest, his cheeks puffed up Yes, like a little hamster over winter.

Zhang Jun took a sip of coffee and felt that the scene in front of him was very pleasing to the eye.

He wanted to get closer to Wen Yuan.

"Xiaowen, I'm not very familiar with Wancheng. How about you take me around at night? Don't worry, I will pay your tour guide fee, and I will definitely not let you suffer."

Wen Yuan stopped eating.

"Mr. Zhang, I have something to do tonight..." He looked embarrassed.

"What's the matter? Is it difficult? How about I help you deal with it?" Zhang Jun was concerned.

Wen Yuan couldn't make it up anymore, he twitched the corners of his mouth, thinking that this should be the last night, so he hurriedly dismissed the man.

"My business is not important. How about it, there is a commercial street nearby, I will show you around."

The commercial street is not too big, Wen Yuan originally thought that he could finish shopping in one or two hours, but Zhang Jun actually spent five hours shopping, and bought countless high-end clothes, watches, belts and various cufflinks .

Wen Yuan helped him carry a dozen bags, his hands were sore, and his eyes were too sleepy to open.Finally returning to the hotel and putting all the bags on the ground, Wen Yuan heaved a sigh of relief, and was about to leave when Zhang Jun called to stop him.

"Xiaowen, are you tired? I asked them to squeeze orange juice, drink some and take a rest first."

Wen Yuan watched Zhang Jun pour the fresh orange juice from the glass jug into the glass, and saw that he took a sip before taking the other glass in Zhang Jun's hand.

"Thank you Mr. Zhang, I'm not tired."

He took a few sips and put the glass down.

Zhang Jun played with the glass in his hand, sat on the sofa chair, and glanced at the row of shopping bags at the entrance.

"Actually...these things are for you."

Wen Yuan:! !

Zhang Jun put down his cup, stood up, and walked in front of Wen Yuan with burning eyes.

"Xiao Wen, how about you follow me from now on?"

Eleven twenty.

Qi Jinran stared at the European-style wall clock on the wall with an extremely ugly expression.

No matter how late it was, Wen Yuan would definitely go home before 10:30.This is the first time that this kind of late return has happened.

Qi Jinran pressed the center of her eyebrows and called Zhuang Jie.

"Does bv have no employees to work?"

As soon as Zhuang Jie heard Qi Jinran's tone, he knew it was a sign of getting angry.A few days ago at the company, he mentioned to Qi Jinran that Wen Yuan was an intern at BV, and the other party didn't ask him to take special care of him, so why did he suddenly have an attack now?

"Boss, is it... Mr. Wen hasn't come home yet?"

Zhuang Jie has been with Qi Jinran for many years, and has always been an exquisite heart, so he quickly guessed the key problem.

Qi Jinran didn't speak, but Zhuang Jie immediately realized that this was the tacit consent, and quickly said: "Boss, don't worry, I'll ask the hotel right away to see what's going on."

After thinking for a while, he said, "Actually, you can also call and ask Mr. Wen yourself, maybe he has something to delay."

After hanging up the phone, Qi Jinran's expression turned a little ugly.

Of course he thought about calling Wen Yuan, but when he thought of Wen Yuan's astonished expression when he asked Wen Yuan "are you tired" that day, he couldn't hold back his face.

It's strange, he said it too terribly at the beginning.

It seems that he deserves it now.

Just as he was hesitating whether to send a text message, Qi Jinran's cell phone rang again.

On the other side, Zhuang Jie's tone was cautious, as if walking on thin ice.

"Boss, I asked bv, they said..."

Qi Jinran's face suddenly darkened.

Two 10 minutes later.

bv hotel lobby.

The black Maybach drove into the porch at lightning speed. Before the manager in the front hall could react, the car door opened, and a handsome man in a black windbreaker and walking stick walked straight to the hall from the passenger seat.

The manager was taken aback by the man's aura. Seeing the man couldn't help but talk, he went straight to the VIP elevator and stopped in front of him.

"Hello, guest, do you have an appointment?"

Qi Jinran glanced at his nameplate expressionlessly.

The manager's heart trembled when he saw his cold eyes. He was about to speak when there was a rush of footsteps behind him.He turned his head to look, and saw that the general manager of BV and several senior executives had all come.

"Manager Liu, what are you still doing in a daze, hurry up and get the 808's spare card."

A high-level person said anxiously.

The manager was taken aback for a moment, thinking that some strange distinguished guest was about to check in. Just as he returned to the front desk, he remembered that 808 was occupied by Mr. Zhang. Why did he use a spare card?

Suddenly, the manager remembered something and his face changed.

If he remembered correctly, Wen Yuan seemed to have never come down after Mr. Zhang brought something up?

Room 808, is something wrong?

Holding the spare room card, the manager followed several high-rises into the elevator, not daring to lift his head.

Qi Jinran clutched his cane tightly, watching the numbers on the elevator keep changing.The atmosphere was stagnant, and several senior executives stood by, not daring to vent their atmosphere.No one could understand why the safety of a small Guan Peisheng was worth such a big move by their boss, and even came over in person.

"Boss Qi, maybe the guest needs Xiaowen's help for something, don't worry..." BV's general manager tentatively asked.

Qi Jinran looked at him coldly, the general manager knew he had slipped his words, immediately lowered his head, and caught a glimpse of the ring on Qi Jinran's ring finger, feeling a little surprised.

When did Mr. Qi get engaged?Why are you wearing a ring?

While he was still wondering, the elevator made a "ding" and reached the eighth floor.Qi Jinran stepped out first, there are only two suites on the eighth floor, and 808 is on the left.As soon as he turned around, Qi Jinran heard a scream coming from the room.

"Ahhhh!"

Hearing this voice, the manager almost lost his wits. He ran to the door of room 808 in two steps, and swiped the key card.

He thought he would see some bloody scene, so he walked in nervously.As a result, seeing the scene inside, the whole person was taken aback.

"Where are you going to touch your hands? Are you looking for death!"

In the living room, Zhang Jun was pressed face down on the carpet, his gentle face was twisted, Wen Yuan bent his knees on his back, and imprisoned his arm with one hand, cursing.

"I've been putting up with you for a few days, the CEO of an entertainment company is amazing? What the hell!"

"Just you, a scum with a human face and a beast's heart, still want to take care of me? My mother——"

Wen Yuan was scolding to the top of his head when he suddenly realized that something was wrong.He turned around and saw that the door had opened at some point. Qi Jinran, the front office manager, and several senior executives were all standing at the door, staring at him dumbfounded.

Wen Yuan: Manager, listen to my explanation!

Qi Jinran: ...