Yuan Yueze saw the murderous Wei Yubai.

Yuan Yueze saw a certain follower behind Wei Yubai who was holding a glove.

Unfortunately, that glove is his tragic youth.

Yuan Yueze also saw the two accompanying white coats.

It seems to be telling him: Hey dear, fight, cure, and funeral one-stop~

......

It turns out.

Those who cannot be woken up can be beaten up.

Duan Ziyu stopped Wei Ye's iron fist and rescued the dying Yuan Yueze from the angry prince.

Brother Duan rubbed the teary-eyed Master Yuan with a smile, and said helplessly, "I'll let you answer the phone."

Yuan Yueze was outraged, "You just watched me being beaten, and you didn't help me, woohoo."

Duan Ziyu chuckled, "Okay, it's time for a while."

Wei Yubai sat down very calmly, dressed in suits and leather shoes, every part of which showed the elegance and beauty of young people, holding the teacup in his cold white and slender hands, gracefully took a sip of the tea, and then spit it out with a 'poof' sound. "Fuck, what the hell is this? It's so bitter."

Yuan Yueze laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his waist, Duan Ziyu failed to hold back his laughter and let out a laugh.

"Damn it, why is the prince of the Wei family expensive? He doesn't know how to drink tea, so he's petty." Yuan Yueze laughed so hard that he was about to die.

Wei Yubai frowned ferociously, and slapped the teacup on the table, "Drink, drink, you are the only one who knows how to drink, stop talking nonsense, have you settled the investment of my wife's company?"

Yuan Yueze let out a 'Qi', got up slowly, and casually read a few WeChat messages to him.

Wei Yubai was satisfied now.

"It can be considered resolved."

He didn't want to see Yan Fan's frowning face anymore.

Yuan Yueze winked at Duan Ziyu, probably meaning: Look, I knew this was the case.

Apart from his precious wife, what else can make the prince go out in winter?

All beings are not worthy, Amitabha.

More than 100 billion, and these second-generation ancestors of them took the name of Wei's Group by chance, and they couldn't fool people into investing that much.

Yuan Yueze and Duan Ziyu spent a little time to make a bureau, invited people to drink, and brought more than 30 billion funds to Yan's head office, which could barely solve the urgent need. After that, it depends on how Master Wei operates.

......

Mr. Yan came to the company early in the morning, and Mr. Yan, who had been raised at home for two days, was rosy and full of energy, so to speak.

The lady at the front desk spotted her boss with sharp eyes, and there was still a vague smile on the corner of her mouth.

Front desk lady, "!"

Wow, wow, there must be a way to solve the problem of the capital chain!

Beautiful people always get special treatment.Yan Fan just smiled a little, and the originally lifeless Flying Star suddenly seemed to be injected with new vitality, and revived again.

"Damn, the clothes the boss is wearing today are so interesting!"

"Indeed, Mr. Yan's clothes are very tender today. It feels like his whole style has changed."

A few nosy employees gathered behind the boss to discuss Mr. Yan's outfit.

President Yan is 32, not too young.With a white face, red lips, thin waist, and long legs, he always wears suits and leather shoes on weekdays, and always wears high-end gray, black or some light colors. The whole person exudes the charm of a mature man.

The perfume he sprays is always light and dark, and the noses of people around him always have a little bit of cold fragrance, which remains the same in all seasons.

But today, Mr. Yan not only did not wear his favorite high-end suit at work, but instead wore a blue-and-white long sweater with contrasting colors, wearing fat hip-hop pants that young people like, and a pair of custom-made clothes from a certain brand on his feet. sneakers.

The whole person looked ten years younger.

Saying that he is a pure male college student probably wouldn't question him.

Especially the faint citrus fragrance, which is full of vitality.

This was not the perfume Yan always used at all.

A group of people chattered in amazement about today's boss change.

Yan Fan cleared up his mentality these two days, and returned to the company to be a conscientious laborer.

As soon as he entered the meeting room, he saw all the employees smiling, and the worries of the previous few days were swept away.

Mr. Yan raised his eyebrows and asked, "What is so happy about?"

"Of course it's because the capital chain problem has been solved!"

Everyone said in unison, and the answers in their mouths were almost the same.

Yan Fan frowned slightly, he had been forced to miss work for two days and still didn't understand what happened now.

The assistant quickly opened his office notebook, handed over a few more documents, and said with a smile on his face: "President Yan, a total of eight CEOs of the group called in person this morning, and they are..."

"These eight bosses all have investment intentions. Among them, Mr. Han of Guokang Group, Mr. Yuan of Dingsheng Group, and Mr. Duan of Heming Group have given a certain amount of investment, and their companies have sent relevant documents and cooperation. Please wait," said the assistant.

President Yan couldn't believe his ears.

This......

He is not familiar with the place of life in China, and he doesn't know a few entrepreneurs at all. How could it be that suddenly, in this short morning, there were eight bosses who can be called industry leaders. After careful consideration, Invested in Feixing project?

Yan Fan subconsciously felt that the assistant was joking.

But today is not April Fool's Day.

Such a big event... a matter of life and death, how could anyone make a joke?

Yan Fan suddenly remembered what Wei Yubai said with a smile before: It will get better.

He could hardly believe his good luck.

He did nothing.

But things actually got better.

Sure enough, Xiaobai is his koi.

Yan Fan could hardly hide his smile, the young man who dressed up as a young man raised his eyebrows and smiled, and the whole conference room was immediately filled with spring flowers.

The next day, Mr. Yan entered the working state in a second, and started a new day's meeting on various requirements of investors and project issues.

The previous fatigue and depression was finally swept away, and Mr. Yan returned to his former vigor and vigor.

Bold and decisive, wherever the sword points, overcoming thorns and thorns, thousands of people give way.

......

Mr. Yan didn't go home to cook at noon, so he ordered two small dishes for Mr. Wei, and told him not to miss eating on time because he was too busy playing games.

Wei Yubai nodded while holding the phone, humming, being so obedient.

He didn't eat on time, he at least ate dozens of sticks from his father, and it still didn't change at all.But as soon as he arrived at Mr. Yan's house to stay, this bad problem was corrected within a few days.

Woohoo, the power of a wife! ! !

He used to always laugh at the smelly old man's strict control over his wife, but in his late twenties he finally found a son, and he understood his father.

He didn't even bother to frown.

Wei Yubai unwrapped the delicately packaged takeaway, and ate it without any complaints. It was neither too oily nor too spicy, and even the lunch with very little condiment was added.

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