President Qi, I don't despise you

The next morning, Shen Yan still went to work with a hairstyle that was waxed and looked more energetic than a star. This time he did not "pretend"

He drove a Cadillac in a low-key manner, but drove his good brother who fought with him yesterday-a red Ferrari with a top-fitting modified version.

And this day he didn't arrive early on purpose, and chose to go to work when there were the most people. He didn't even look at the car next to him. He overtook the accelerator and made a beautiful flick to stop the coupe sports car at the Tianmu Group headquarters. The gate of the office building.

Shen Yan is a person, as the saying goes, he is a bit of a stick, the more he does things that others are not used to, the more he does it. He was restrained by the status of a policeman before, but now he returns to the common people and immediately releases himself.

Didn't you say that you are not worthy to come to Tianmu to work? You have to be known by all the high-profile people in the city.

The Tianmu elites who came and went to work saw a man coming down from the sports car. He was 180+ tall, with broad shoulders and a slender waist. Ultimate, in Ms. Chen Ya's words, it's a pity not to make a debut with this capital.

It's just that Young Master Shen's flamboyant appearance only surprised everyone for less than a second, and he received all kinds of inexplicable looks, sympathy, and gloating?Until the security guard at the gate came over and said to him, "Please move the car."

"Move the car? You know the value of this young master's car..."

This sentence was swallowed hard when he followed the security guard's eyes and saw the car behind him that he passed without even looking at it just now.

Because it was the car of the big boss Qi Muye, so he made a dent after overtaking his immediate boss' car at the gate of Tianmu just now?Young Master Shen hesitated for less than 0.1 second, quickly opened the car door and got in, kicked the accelerator to get out of the gate, then got out of the car immediately, and stood at attention next to the security guard at the gate.

After waiting for the driver to bring the car over and stop, he resolutely grabbed the job of the security guard, bowed slightly and opened the door of the back seat without saying anything, and went up to hold the arm of Qi Muye who was getting off the car.

"President Qi, I'll help you get out of the car."

The courteous actions and dog-legged tone made the elites who stopped there sigh with emotion, even if they are "the number one dude in the upper city" in front of the boss

You have to bow your head too, as expected only Mr. Qi is their eternal belief.

There was an imperceptible smile in Qi Muye's eyes, he looked down at the hand supporting him, then looked up at him again.

Shen Yan immediately put down his claws, and graciously helped him smooth the sleeves of his clothes that were wrinkled by his claws just now.

Shen Yan followed Qi Muye to the 26th floor in such a despondent way that Chen Yu, who had witnessed the whole process, almost laughed and carried it away.

"Do you think I still have a chance to commit crimes and make meritorious deeds?"

Shen Yan sat on the office chair and shouted to the sky.

Chen Yu: "..."

Chen Ya: "..."

Shen Yan spent this morning in fear, fearing that Qi Muye would suddenly find him to settle accounts with Qiuhou.

One hour passed, two hours passed, there was no movement, and just when he thought he had finally escaped a catastrophe, the intercom phone rang, and Shen Yan picked it up in a jerk.

"Chief Qi"

"Come in"

Shen Yan stood opposite the large desk, and Qi Muye handed him a piece of paper.

"Go and find these books on the shelf opposite."

Shen Yan looked down at the titles of seven or eight books, all of which were related to management and economics. His eyelids twitched, and after looking up at the unrefusable eyes, he turned around and looked for the books.

For the first time, Shen Yan thought how could there be so many books in an office, he jumped up and down to find the first six books, but couldn't find the seventh book.

"I can't find Mr. Qi's "Results Management"."

Shen Yan hugged the few books he had found and came over to say.

Qi Muye put down his pen, looked at him and sighed, and planned to get up to get it, but the moment he got up, his eyes went dark and he staggered to hold on to the table.

It startled Shen Yan on the opposite side, and hurriedly stepped over the desk to support him.

"President Qi? What's wrong with you?"

While asking, he carefully helped him sit back on the chair.

Qi Muye closed his eyes slightly, and waited for the time to pass before slowly opening his eyes, facing the obviously worried eyes on the opposite side.

"It's okay, some hypoglycemia."

"How could you have hypoglycemia? Have you eaten breakfast?"

Shen Yan knew that he had a bad stomach, and generally people with a bad stomach would suffer from low blood sugar and blood pressure.

Qi Muye didn't answer him, "The second shelf on the left is the fourth row."

Shen Yan realized that he was the storyteller, and went to find the book.

"I'll give you two weeks to read these books."

"What? I read seven books in two weeks, and one book in two days. How can I finish reading this?"

"Not thick."

"It's not too thick to read, Mr. Qi, just let me go. I made a mistake this morning. I don't dare to do it again."

"If you can't finish watching your father, you will receive the transcript in two weeks."

Qi Muye raised his eyebrows.

"If you can read it, you can definitely read it."

Shen Yan immediately stood up straight and answered.

"Go and see."

After Qi Muye finished speaking, he lowered his head to look at the documents.

Shen Yan walked out of the office with seven scholars in his arms.

As soon as he sat down, he remembered something and went downstairs. Fifteen minutes later, he came up with a bag and knocked on the door of Qi Muye's office.

"Come in."

"President Qi, have breakfast."

Shen Yan put the bag on the desk and opened it, and took out two side dishes and a bowl of porridge.

With Qi Muye's reaction just now, he guessed that he hadn't eaten breakfast, and he was still tossing around in such a body.

Qi Muye looked up at the things on his desk, frowned slightly, he usually didn't have much appetite in the morning.

"President Qi who doesn't eat breakfast is tantamount to chronic suicide. Don't worry, this shop is very clean. The porridge I bought won't make you greasy. Eat some."

Shen Yan didn't give him a chance to refuse, and graciously brought the porridge in front of him.

Qi Muye looked at him, he probably didn't plan to go out if he didn't eat, took a taste with a spoon in his hand, and took a little side dish, it was really not greasy.

After eating about half a bowl, he pushed it aside, and Shen Yan also knew that he couldn't be forced to eat too much, so he hurriedly cleared the table, intending to take away the leftovers, but suddenly couldn't help but still said to him, "President Qi, look at your meal." I also ate, do you think there is a grace period for reading a few days?"

"Did you go shopping for a few days' grace?"

"Of course not, it's an assistant's job to take care of the boss."

This amazing desire to survive. . .

"Oh, let's read a book then."

"..."

After he went out, Qi Muye couldn't help but smile, he really is an interesting little guy.

Shen Yan never felt that a week could pass so long, because this week, as soon as he came to the company, he would start to read those few books, and also the introductions of the company's departments and their heads that Chen Ya specially found for him. The hair looks thinner.