The wealthy young master is a money fan

When Pei Ji was writing the weekly internship report, Yan Heng looked at him with his hands on his hands, and thought that this person's serious and focused appearance was cute.

Moving his eyes upwards, Yan Heng fixed his eyes on Pei Ji's dripping hair, put down the things in his hands and got up.

Sensing Yan Heng's movements, Pei Ji thought he was leaving, so he kept typing and said, "Close the door."

After speaking, Pei Ji heard a chuckle and didn't pay attention to it. After a while, he sensed someone approaching. He frowned and was about to turn his head when a dry and soft towel suddenly covered his head.

Immediately afterwards, Yan Heng's unique lazy voice sounded in his ears:

"If I wash my hair at night and don't dry it, I will have a headache when I wake up tomorrow."

While speaking, before Pei Ji could react, Yan Heng wiped his hair twice with his hand through the towel.

The room was covered with thick carpets, and there was not much noise when people walked. Pei Ji concentrated on writing the report, and didn't pay attention to whether Yan Heng left or not.

The towel covered half of Pei Ji's face from top to bottom. When Yan Heng touched him, his hands stopped suddenly, his limbs stiffened for a moment, and his muscles gradually relaxed when the other party made a sound.

Yan Heng, who was always paying attention to Pei Ji's reaction, was relieved.

It seems that this level is also acceptable.

After Yan Heng wiped Pei Ji twice, Pei Ji tilted his head to avoid his hand, and raised his hand to push away the towel blocking his eyes: "I'll do it myself."

When Pei Ji raised his hand, his fingertips just touched the back of Yan Heng's lowered hand, and the brief warm touch made him bend his knuckles.

The slightly cool fingertips split as soon as they were touched, but it seemed as if they were gliding across the calm lake in Yan Heng's heart, causing shallow ripples. He withdrew his hand from Shan Ruliu, touched the back of his hand, and smiled: "Okay, okay , come by yourself."

If there was a third person in the room at this time and knew Yan Heng, he would be amazed at the deep tenderness in Yan Heng's light eyes.

Pei Ji wiped it vigorously a few times, and in a blink of an eye, Yan Heng was still standing beside him, looking at him with a smile in his eyes, and reminded again: "It's almost ten o'clock."

Yan Heng looked at the big bed in Pei Ji's room in a blink of an eye, and thought to himself, "It's such a big bed, it's a pity to sleep alone."

Pei Ji's room is a standard big bed room, not to mention sleeping alone, three of them can still roll in it.

Pei Ji: "..."

After finishing speaking, Mr. Yan looked at Pei Ji again, and performed a pitiful show for the little dean: "Young dean, don't think about it anymore, I don't kick the quilt or grind my teeth at night, and I also provide early wake-up service. "

In the last half of the sentence, Yan Heng spoke ambiguously, and even winked at him.

After hearing what he said, Pei Ji got up without saying a word, and walked straight to the gate regardless of the person who had discharged him.

After opening the door, Pei Ji looked at Yan Heng silently, silently and firmly.

The meaning of the little dean's seeing off the guests should not be too obvious, Yan Heng laughed, the unscrupulousness on his face restrained a bit, and he said slowly: "Okay, okay, I won't tease you, I know you won't agree..."

Taking out his phone to check the time, Yan Heng walked out with one hand in his pocket, with a surprised expression on his face: "It's already so late."

Pei Ji just watched him talking to himself and ignored him.

When he reached the gate, Yan Heng had just stepped out the door, and Pei Ji was about to close the door in a second.

"Wait a moment!"

Before Pei Ji could close the door, Yan Heng, who was halfway out of the door, suddenly turned around, facing Pei Ji with the mobile phone he was holding all the time, and quickly pressed the camera button twice.

There was a 'click' sound of taking pictures, and Pei Ji's expression was blank for a few seconds. While he was in a daze, Yan Heng had already taken the picture, and quickly put away the phone.

The successful candid shot of Yan Heng raised his lips, sweeping away the depression of being ruthlessly kicked out of the room by Pei Ji just now, and said lightly, "Okay, little principal, good night~"

When Pei Ji realized it, the person taking the sneak shot was several meters away from him.

Looking at Yan Heng's back, Pei Ji squeezed the doorknob and moved it, and finally closed the door sullenly.

Here, when Yan Heng returned to his room, the first thing he did was to take out his mobile phone to look at the photos he had obtained just now.

In the photo, Pei Ji still has a towel on his head, looking at the camera with a blank expression, his eyes are dark and bright, and the lights in the corridor are still reflected in the pupils, the stars are dotted and bright, and he looks harmless to humans and animals like a cub.

But Yan Heng knew in his heart that cute and cute cubs can bite people, if you make him anxious, he will give you a paw without hesitation.

Pei Ji was wearing simple and spacious pajamas, her delicate and beautiful collarbone was half hidden, her shoulders were round, and Yan Heng felt that he could hold his shoulders with one hand.

Swiping the album back twice, it was still Pei Ji, but it was Pei Ji who was asleep.

On the way to the hotel just after getting off the plane today, after Yan Heng's careful and unremitting efforts, Pei Ji finally fell asleep with his shoulder on his head.

Naturally, Yan Heng didn't let go of this good opportunity, and took several pictures of his unknowingly quiet sleeping face.

After picking and choosing among several photos, Yan Heng finally chose the cutest one with difficulty, and set it as the exclusive chat background picture with the little dean.

Yan Zong, who had gained a lot today, went to Pei Xiu to show off in front of Pei Xiu.

Pei Xiu, who hadn't slept late at night, replied in seconds: [Did you take the photo?let me see. 】He wanted to see, it was that little goblin who took Yan Heng's soul away.

President Yan is rather stingy: [No, I'm afraid you'll be jealous. 】

Pei Xiu: [Hehe. 】

Yan Heng: [I'll tell you when I catch up. 】

Before the matter was settled, Yan Heng didn't want to make a big fanfare to let others know about Pei Ji, what's more, he was the only one who could appreciate the cute appearance of the little dean.

Whether it was Pei Ji asleep or wearing pajamas with a towel on his face after washing, Yan Heng didn't want Pei Xiu to see it.

Even though Pei Xiu is his good brother for many years, it doesn't work.

Don't even think about it!

Seeing Yan Heng concealing his reluctance to show it to himself, Pei Xiu said in his heart that he was stingy, but on the face he began to use aggressive methods: [You don't have a photo, are you talking nonsense? 】

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Yan Heng wasn't fooled, and after showing off at Pei Xiu's place, he went to sleep contentedly, leaving Pei Xiu alone scratching his ears and scratching his heart, wondering what kind of fairy could be the woman who could make Master Yan fall in love with him.

The behavior of talking half-speaking and running away after whetting people's appetite is too bad!

Pei Xiu secretly decided that the next time they met, even if it was a robbery, he would have to grab Yan Heng's phone to see the girl's true face.

……

The next day, Yan Heng Pei Ji went to the branch's factory, visited various production machines up close, and experienced the company's new products under the enthusiasm of Manager Zhao.

The company makes smart home appliances, in addition to sweepers, dishwashers, water purifiers, and massage chairs.

Yan Heng lay on the massage chair and felt it for a few minutes. After getting up, he pulled Pei Ji's clothes beside him, and said seriously, "Would you like to try it? It's very comfortable."

Pei Ji looked at Yan Heng suspiciously, and shook his head cautiously.

He had noticed just now that after Yan Heng lay down, his expression became a little subtle for a few seconds.

Although Yan Heng hid it well, Pei Ji caught it keenly, so when faced with Yan Heng's proposal, he didn't buy it.

Intuition told him there was a pit.

Now knowing that Pei Ji's identity is unusual, Manager Zhao is also enthusiastic:

"Little...Xiao Pei, try it. Our product is a humanoid massager. There are six adjustable modes. It's very comfortable. If you lie down, you won't want to get down. Massage more, it's good for your body."

Yan Heng didn't say anything, and Manager Zhao didn't know how to address Pei Ji. The other party was just an intern on the surface, so he paused when he called someone, and after noticing that Yan Heng's expression didn't change, he finished the rest of the sentence. .

There were several massage chairs in a row. After Yan Heng experienced it, the director Tang Xing and Assistant Lin all lay down on it to experience it.

Seeing Assistant Lin's expression of contentment and enjoyment, with his eyes closed and fluttering as if he was about to fall asleep in the next second, Pei Ji hesitated

Did he misunderstand?

Turning his head to look at Shang Yanheng with sincere eyes, Pei Ji pursed his lips, finally took two steps forward, and lay down like everyone else.

The staff adjusted Pei Ji to the middle gear, and within 2 minutes after the massage chair started, Pei Ji's body stiffened visible to the naked eye, and a pair of beautiful eyes also slightly widened.

Noticing the change in Pei Ji's expression, Yan Heng couldn't help but tilt his head, and coughed twice with an inexplicable smile.

Pei Ji, who quickly adjusted his facial expression, heard his laughter, and looked up at him expressionlessly.

Meeting his gaze, Yan Heng's long and narrow Danfeng eyes hooked up, and with a smile, he asked knowingly, "How do you feel, are you comfortable?"

The product introduction of this massage chair says it is a full-body massage of a human being, but it really does a full-body massage, from the scalp to the soles of the feet, not a single part is missed, including... the buttocks.

It’s okay when you press other parts of the body, but when you press the buttocks, it feels like two hands are kneading and pressing your buttocks.

Once the machine is started, it will hold your legs tightly, and unless the machine stops, you will not be able to walk away.

Assistant Lin next to him hummed in comfort. Under Yan Heng's gaze, Pei Ji pressed his lips tightly, waiting for the machine to stop.

After Pei Ji finished the massage and got up, Yan Heng lowered his eyes and found that his earlobe was pink and a little red.

Glancing at Pei Ji with a calm face, Yan Heng suppressed a smile in his heart, not breaking his pretended calm.

On the third day, Yan Heng met with a client from Italy who had made an appointment a month ago, and talked about a cooperation that the two companies had been in contact with for a long time.

The morning is the time for Yan Heng and the boss of the Italian company Ross to contact each other, and the time for formal cooperation and contract signing is set in the afternoon.

However, when the two met in the afternoon, Ross babbled and said a long line to Yan Heng. Yan Heng waited for a while but didn't hear the translation, and subconsciously glanced at Ross.

Yan Heng couldn't understand Italian, and the other party's Chinese was not good, so the two parties met and had a professional translator.

Because of the first contact with the Yan Group, Ross carefully brought an interpreter with him, and declined the interpreter Yan Heng found for them.

Ross brought an interpreter, but Yan Heng was not prepared, but Yan Heng found out that the interpreter who had been following Ross this morning was not there.

Yan Heng looked at Ross who was looking anxious and kept talking, knowing that there was a problem with the translation, he turned his head to look at the director beside him, frowned slightly, and whispered, "Which of you can speak Italian?"

The director Tang Xing and others shook their heads at the same time, especially the secretary Tang Xing. He can speak English, German, and even a small language such as Arabic, but he doesn't know Italian.

Yan Heng frowned even tighter, and turned to look at Ross. Just as he was about to speak, Pei Ji, who had been silent beside him, suddenly said, "Mr. I had a stomachache, and I was sent to the hospital half an hour ago, and I haven't had time to find a new interpreter."

It was rare for Pei Ji to say such a long sentence. As soon as he finished speaking, everyone present turned to look at him in surprise.

Seeing Pei Ji with a calm expression, Yan Heng was also very surprised:

"Do you speak Italian?"

Under everyone's gaze, Pei Ji nodded slightly:

"a little."

Pei Ji's school took foreign languages ​​as an elective, and he chose Italian, and he even attended classes in other minor languages.

The director's eyes lit up, and he quickly asked:

"Then can you communicate with Mr. Ross?"

Pei Ji glanced at Ross and nodded again: "You can try."

After finishing speaking, when Pei Ji opened his mouth again, he uttered fluent Italian, which made director Tang Xing and others dumbfounded

This is called a little bit? !

Yan Heng couldn't understand Italian, and he knew whether Pei Ji's pronunciation was standard or not. He only knew that the Italian spoken by the little dean was very nice. He was curious, what was there that the little dean couldn't?

The author has something to say: Pei Pei: Yes, she will not have children.

Yanda Fox: Really?I don't believe it, unless you let me try [Innocent Face] Brother Pei: I'll blow your dog's head off with one punch! ! !