The wealthy young master is a money fan

Yan Heng thought very well, if he went down by himself, the little dean would definitely hand him the clothes directly, and would not go upstairs, and the time they spent together was only a few minutes.

But Mr. Yan also ignored that it would be more eye-catching if the secretary of the president came to call someone in a small department of the company in person.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Pei Ji read his message and refused without hesitation: [No need. 】

Pei Ji, who was carrying a bag on his back, pressed the upstairs button, and he was very conspicuous among the employees who were going downstairs to eat.

After comprehensive consideration, Yan's Group President's Office was not located on the top floor like other companies to show the dignified status of the person in power, but chose the middle floor - 28.

Pei Ji's department is on the nineteenth floor, and there are not many floors between them.

During the lunch break rush hour, Pei Ji waited for 2 minutes for the elevator. Besides him, there were a few employees who went downstairs to get takeout in the elevator.

Their company has regulations that non-company employees and those who make reservations are not allowed to enter the company, and takeaway express can only be placed at the front desk of the lobby to pick it up.

After Pei Ji went in, he pressed the '28' key.

The entire floor of the 28th floor is used by Yan Heng alone, not everyone can go there, seeing Pei Ji going to the 28th floor, everyone in the elevator silently moved to the side, a little farther away from him, and looked at him differently

This person is young, but he didn't expect to be a big boss who can go to the 28th floor!

Yan's is such a large company, and it is in the headquarters, there are countless leaders, big and small, and not all employees know each other.

Turning a blind eye to the envious and respectful, or puzzled and probing gazes around her, Pei Ji walked out when the elevator stopped on the 28th floor.

Tang Xing was the first to see Pei Ji, and immediately stood up and asked.

When Pei Ji came up for the first time, Tang Xing felt unfamiliar. Seeing him so young, his first reaction was whether the other party had gone wrong.

Despite guessing this in his heart, Tang Xing still had a polite and gentle smile on his face, and he didn't neglect Pei Ji just because he was young.

Pei Ji looked around and did not see Yan Heng, so he said softly:

"I'm looking for Yan Heng."

Hearing Pei Ji directly calling Mr. Yan by name, Tang Xing was stunned for a moment, and quickly realized: "You are looking for our Mr. Yan?"

Hearing this, Pei Ji's eyelids moved slightly, and he glanced at Tang Xing, before saying 'hmm' after two seconds.

"Then you—"

"Dean Pei?"

As a dedicated secretary, Tang Xing was about to ask again, when the voice of Miss Secretary suddenly sounded behind her.

The moment Miss Secretary saw Pei Ji, surprise flashed in her eyes, she quickly adjusted her facial expression, and walked over quickly: "Dean Pei, Mr. Yan has been waiting for a long time, please come with me."

Pei Ji is now an intern in the company, and it is reasonable to say that Miss Secretary does not need to address him as the dean, but she still uses the previous title.

Pei Ji walked in with Miss Secretary, Tang Xing stared at his back dumbfounded

Academy, Dean?

So young to be the dean?

Miss Secretary brought Pei Ji to Yan Heng's office, and made a 'please' gesture: "Dean Pei, President Yan is waiting for you inside."

She didn't go in, and returned to her work station after bringing Pei Ji along.

Looking at the thick glass door, Pei Ji raised his hand and knocked twice.

"Enter."

Yan Heng's unique lazy voice came from inside.

After Pei Ji opened the door and went in, Tang Xing and two assistants immediately surrounded him and asked Miss Secretary what was going on...

The secretary who was making coffee couldn't figure out what was going on, so she shook her head in confusion.

Today, Yan Zong is the same as the previous two days. He frequently looks at his mobile phone at work, as if he is waiting for someone's call or message.

When she asked whether the lunch would be delivered by the hotel or what, Mr. Yan first said it was the same, but changed his words the next second and asked her to prepare a meal for two.

Forget it, Mr. Yan, who had been idle all morning, suddenly became busy and asked her to go pick up people.

From the moment Yan Heng asked to prepare the dinner for two, the secretary knew that a distinguished guest was coming, but she was still a little surprised to see that it was Pei Ji.

On the other side, Yan Heng was on the phone when Pei Ji entered the door, and when he turned around and saw him, he pointed to the sofa beside him and motioned him to sit first.

Yan Heng didn't even give Pei Ji a chance to speak.

Pei Ji took out the clothes, wanted to put the things away and leave, but looked at Yan Heng who was facing him sideways, talking on the phone and discussing work seriously, paused, and sat down on the sofa anyway.

Seeing Pei Ji doing it at the end of his eyes, the smile in Yan Heng's eyes deepened, and he made a call with his mobile phone in his left hand, saying: "This project had a meeting last week, and the plan was not approved."

Right hand typing on the keyboard:

[Thank you brother, I will invite you to dinner after the matter is completed. 】

Seeing the news, Pei Xiu on the other side gloated and said:

"Old Yan, I didn't expect you to have today."

"It's quite a struggle for you to chase someone. You almost used all 36 tricks."

"Please call me the strongest assist. If you can really make it, it will be thanks to my help."

That's right, the person Yan Heng sent messages and called was Pei Xiu.

Pei Xiu just started to receive calls from Yan Heng, and was at a loss when he heard what he said about plans and projects, thinking when will our two companies have a new cooperation?

However, when he asked, Yan Heng didn't answer, he just said what he said to himself, the bull's head was wrong with the horse's mouth.

Pei Xiu felt that Yan Heng might not have taken his medicine today, and just as he was about to hang up the phone, he received a message from the other party asking him to act with him.

Mr. Yan was pretending that he was busy with work, but in fact he just wanted to delay the time and wait for the hotel to deliver the food.

So Mr. Yan was talking about work in a serious manner here, and Mr. Pei was laughing non-stop on the other side, making fun of him all the time because he didn't raise his voice.

But out of loyalty and for the sake of his brother's lifelong event, Pei Xiu didn't hang up the phone and acted with Yan Heng.

Pei Ji felt that Yan Heng had been talking on the phone for a long time, but seeing that he was busy typing while talking on the phone, he sat quietly without making a sound.

Yan Heng turned his head to look at Pei Ji from time to time, and smiled when he met the latter's gaze.

Pei Ji: "..."

After a phone call, Yan Heng kept talking until the secretary knocked on the door and brought in the lunch.

After Miss Secretary went out, Pei Ji saw Yan Heng hung up the phone and got up:

"The clothes are here, do you want to see them?"

"Little Dean." Yan Heng called out to stop him, and walked over quickly, smiling alluringly: "Let's enjoy lunch together?"

The sumptuous lunch next to him exudes a seductive aroma that makes your index finger move. Pei Ji was unmoved, and replied coldly: "No need."

Pei Ji turned around to leave, but before he could take a step, he paused and looked down.

Yan Heng's slender fingers caught the hem of his clothes, but did not touch his body.

Seeing that Pei Ji's expression didn't fluctuate, Yan Heng understood, knowing that this was within the acceptable range of the little principal.

With a slight force on the hand that was hooking the clothes, Yan Heng spoke slowly:

"I'm not the kind of unscrupulous boss who oppresses employees. You made this trip on purpose. I can't let you go back on an empty stomach, right?"

"Besides, there are so many, I can't finish them all by myself, what a waste."

Looking away from his hands, Pei Ji half-raised his eyelids to see that Yan Heng didn't speak.

Yan Heng used his trump card:

"Eating with me counts as overtime work, and there is overtime pay."

When Pei Ji heard the words, he turned his head and walked towards the dining table, his movements were so clean and neat that Yan Heng's coaxing words were useless.

Yan Heng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he dared to say so much, but he didn't have the words 'overtime pay'.

If I knew this earlier, what else would I play?

After a few steps, Pei Ji walked over and sat down. Seeing that Yan Heng hadn't moved, he turned his head and glanced at him, with the meaning in his eyes

What are you still doing?

If it was someone else like this, Yan Heng would only think that the other party was greedy for money and vulgar, but this person was Pei Ji, and he only thought that the little dean who had an eye for money was so cute.

Want to spend money on him!

Realizing that his Little Dean's filter was 800 meters thick, Yan Heng laughed and shook his head.

Yan Heng drew a chair casually and sat beside Pei Ji. Pei Ji glanced at it first but didn't respond. Then, as if remembering something, he got up and dragged the chair around to distance himself from him.

Yan Heng: "?"

Pei Ji didn't speak, and went to unpack the tableware.

Looking at the distance between the two, Yan Heng thought that Pei Ji didn't like sitting so close to people, so he didn't say anything.

Pei Ji didn't recover from a cold. He drank a lot of free hot water in the morning, and he didn't sneeze much anymore, but his throat hurt, especially when he swallowed.

Noticing that Pei Ji only ate the stewed beef brisket with potatoes in front of him, and didn't touch his chopsticks for other dishes, Yan Heng used his serving chopsticks to pick up boiled cabbage for him: "You're so grown up, why are you still picky eaters?"

Pei Ji frowned imperceptibly, and ate Cai Xin without saying a word.

Seeing him eating, Yan Heng raised his brows, and the smile in his eyes grew stronger:

"The meat of this shrimp is firm and elastic, without any fishy smell. Try it."

Yan Heng felt that Pei Ji was too thin, so he finally got a chance, so he naturally grabbed someone to feed him, and soon Pei Ji's bowl was filled with all kinds of vegetables.

The combination of meat and vegetables is reasonable, and it looks like a hill.

Besides, when Yan Heng added food to his bowl again, Pei Ji put down his chopsticks and looked at him calmly: "Are you still eating?"

From the beginning to the end, Yan Heng only cared about watching people, and his bowl of rice remained intact, without touching it.

"Eat, why don't you eat?" Yan Heng withdrew his hand and ate a piece of beef brisket.

Seeing that he finally restrained himself, Pei Ji picked up his chopsticks again.

"Buzzing—"

Pei Ji's cell phone in his pocket started to vibrate. He took out the cell phone and saw that it was Peng Gaojun calling.

Peng Gaojun waited for Pei Ji to come down for lunch, but when Pei Ji didn't come down, he thought he was working overtime and waited and waited for no one, so he called to ask.

Pei Ji thought it would take only a few minutes to return the clothes, so he didn't tell Peng Gaojun, and he forgot about it later.

Poking the rice in the bowl with chopsticks, Pei Ji said:

"Don't wait for me, I've already eaten."

Peng Gaojun was surprised: "Young master, do you eat in the cafeteria?"

Pei Ji glanced at Yan Heng, and said 'hmm'.

Peng Gaojun asked him again if he recovered from his cold, and if he needed a cup of cold medicine.

Pei Ji told the other party that he didn't have to wait for him to eat, it sounded like the relationship was unusual, and when he hung up the phone, Yan Heng pretended to ask casually, "Did you call from Xiaoqian?"

Pei Ji: "No."

"Could it be..." Yan Heng stared closely at Pei Ji with a pair of bright and distinct phoenix eyes, and smiled: "Could it be your little girlfriend who cares about you so much?"

Yan Heng suddenly remembered that when the little dean went to sell flowers on Valentine's Day, among his group of classmates looking for trouble, there was a pretty girl who looked at the little dean differently from others.

What does that girl's name seem to be... Che Qing?

Consciously told Yan Heng that the possibility of Pei Ji having a girlfriend or boyfriend is almost zero, but just in case, it's better for him to ask clearly.

After hearing Yan Heng's words, Pei Ji looked at him like a fool.

"Then it's gone." After understanding Pei Ji's eyes, Yan Heng was not only not angry, but his brows and eyes stretched, and he was quite happy.

Having said all this, Yan Heng wanted to ask Pei Ji what he likes, but he was afraid that the sensitive little principal would notice his thoughts, so he held back from asking.

Pei Ji ate very fast, but Yan Heng couldn't stand it anymore. The two of them ate a meal for nearly an hour, and by the end the food was a bit cold.

Maybe it was because the overtime pay that Yan Heng was talking about was too tempting, but Pei Ji didn't think Yan Heng was slow, so he watched him chew slowly.

Returning to his desk after eating, Pei Ji received a transfer reminder as soon as he sat down.

Yan Heng transferred 1000 yuan to him, and the note was overtime pay.

Pei Ji ate lunch with Yan Heng for nearly an hour, which converted into an hourly salary of [-].

Faced with such a high overtime pay, Pei Ji's lips curled up a little, and he clicked to accept the payment.

As for Yan Heng on the 28th floor, seeing Pei Ji taking the money, he typed in a happy mood: [Little Dean, do you want to work overtime tomorrow? 】

He seemed to have found a way to get close to the little dean.

Seeing Yan Heng's news, Pei Ji's expression froze, and then he slowly flattened the corners of his mouth, lowering his eyes to see clearly his emotions.

Yan Heng thinks that if he has money but does not make money, he is not a small fortune fan, so he is sure that Pei Ji will agree to have dinner with him tomorrow.

However, after waiting for a few minutes, I got an unexpected answer:

【Do not. 】

Yan Heng was taken aback for a moment, then: 【Why? 】

Pei Ji did not reply to him again.

The shortcut that Boss Yan finally found to get close to the little principal was blocked.

Yan Heng began to regret and reflect on himself, did the little principal think that 1000 yuan was too little?

If I had known earlier, I would have typed two extra zeros.

On the other side, Pei Ji devoted himself to his work with an indifferent expression. Dai Jinge, who came back from dinner with his colleagues, took a few extra glances at him and felt that the aura around Colonel Pei was colder than in the morning.

Dai Jinge thought in his heart - who made Pei Ji unhappy?

……

Pei Ji's cold dragged on for two days, not only didn't heal up, but started to cough.

After taking the cold medicine bought by Peng Gaojun, it didn't work, so Shu Pan called the doctor.

The doctor rushed to Pei's house with the medicine kit, and the whole family surrounded Pei Ji. Grandpa Pei was worried and asked the doctor to take a good look.

After carefully looking at Pei Ji's condition, the doctor said:

"It's not a big problem, it's just a common flu, and after a long time, the throat is a little inflamed, and I need to take some anti-inflammatory drugs and painkillers."

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