Oops!The boss checks my leveling situation!

Let me bleed? "

Yi Yan: "I'm not sure, but it won't be a good thing."

Xiao Meng: "That sounds terrible, is it too late for me to break the contract?"

Yi Yan: "It's too late, lovely studio, let's sign another small thing, maybe it will change the future pattern."

He took out a contract from the folder and handed it to Xiaomeng. Xiaomeng glanced at the content and found that he was required to pack up his things and leave after power leveling.

Without thinking, Xiaomeng went back to the room to get a pen, and signed his name neatly.

Seeing it, Yi Yan wanted to laugh: "So eager to get rid of it?"

Xiao Meng: "You said that your life is in danger, I think it's better for me to run quickly."

Yi Yan: "Actually, there is another way. You keep a distance of 24 meters from our boss 5 hours a day without leaving his sight. In this way, I believe that the other party will not attack you in front of him."

Xiao Meng: "That picture is too cruel, please consider my mental capacity as a straight man."

Yi Yan: "I didn't tell you to squat outside the bathroom and pass the towel while he was taking a shower."

Xiaomeng: "I wouldn't do that kind of thing either. At best, I'd squat by his door with my computer in my arms and play games."

Yi Yan: "It's a really good idea, a pleasure to cooperate with."

He stretched out his hand, and Xiao Meng shook it hesitantly: "Are you sure I can leave smoothly after my game contract with him ends?"

Yi Yan: "I'm sure."

Xiao Meng felt relieved: "That is really a good thing that benefits the country and the people."

Yi Yan: "Oh? I think he seems to be very dependent on you, and you are quite tolerant of him."

Xiao Meng: "That's for the sake of canned cat food."

Yi Yan: "Then our boss is really sad. Then I will go back first. What I can guarantee is your safety before the competition. If you have money, I will call you after the competition."

Xiao Meng: "Uh...do you know my bank account?"

Yi Yan smiled before closing the door: "After all, I checked the boss's finances, and you are the only one who frequently sent money this month."

He closed the door, as if he also closed the door of Xiaomeng's heart.

Great, we can get rid of him smoothly.

After the president returned to the company, he was holding back his anger. The secretary stood beside him and looked at him very nervously.

Unexpectedly, after 1 minute, the president asked her: "Do you think he...is a bad person?"

His intuition was very accurate, and he always felt that Yi Yan was deliberately provoking him, but he couldn't think of why Yi Yan would do this.

The secretary thought of Yi Yan's words before going out: "If he is a bad person, what are you going to do now?"

The president slumped on the chair and looked at the ceiling: "If he is a bad guy, he should find a bunch of big girls now, and then ride on me one by one and squeeze me dry, and give birth to a dozen who are related to me like a processing factory." Children, and then raise the most capable ones like raising Gu."

The secretary wiped off his sweat: "Is that an exaggeration?"

CEO: "Believe me, if it weren't for objective conditions that restrict me from having brothers and sisters in this world, those lunatics on the board of directors would have asked the big girls to line up to be my dad one by one."

Secretary: "So the chairman's decision seems to be correct."

The president's face was very stinky: "So you didn't realize that he turned all his blame on me! Those old lunatics on the board stopped staring at him, and stared at me!"

Secretary: "Proliferation doesn't seem like a bad thing..."

President: "The key is that I can't find anyone who can resonate with me, especially one who can thrive."

Secretary: "You don't intend to... go the same way."

CEO: "I think maybe on the way I was driving to the hospital, the board of directors sent someone to blow up my axle, and then dragged me to their hospital, where I was inserted with a tube for sperm extraction."

Secretary: "...It's the same as the mouse breeding base. Speaking of which, boss, I'm curious about one thing."

The president frowned: "What are you curious about?"

Secretary: "Back then you pinched Xiao Meng's face in a photo... May I ask if you like the person in the photo?"

CEO: "Oh, then I'm a composite photo I randomly got from the Internet. I think the eyes look good, and I'm not interested in anything else."

The secretary's expression was very complicated: "So... this person doesn't exist?"

The president has a face that can't be said: "Of course! I specially picked Liu xfei's eyes, Zhang xyi's nose, and Shu x's mouth! Do you think anyone in real life can have plastic surgery to such a standard!"

The secretary looked very solemn: "There must be the back of Yang X's head, otherwise it will be weird to pretend these parts."

The president couldn't help nodding: "You're right! I don't think this kind of opposite sex can be found!"

The secretary hesitated for a moment: "If I say, boss... Xiaomeng has been coerced before, what will you do?"

CEO: "Does your thinking need to jump like this? Just now you asked me why the female account pinched her face with that face, and now she said that Xiaomeng was coerced... From the point of view, the only one coercing him is that idiot Yi Yan, right? !"

The secretary quickly tried to find a way to transfer: "I think he is so young and promising, it's a pity that he is willing to work as a studio instead of finding a suitable job..."

CEO: "So we must renew the contract when the time comes, and we want him to stay in our harmonious, friendly and happy family. Of course, the top priority is to get rid of those idiots on the board of directors and Yi Yan first."

The secretary's expression was a bit complicated: "You seemed to say just now...he is not a bad person."

CEO: "He's not really a bad guy to the bad old man, but to me, he's just a dog's leg! Ah bah! Worse than a dog's leg!"

The secretary tried to change the president's impression: "Is there any way...to instigate him? I feel that his ability to handle affairs is still very outstanding. If he is in the same camp as us and let him deal with the board of directors, won't you have free time? "

The president said "Xiao Wu, you really won my heart": "You are right, we must reform him, we can't let a potential brother go! Go, arrange a cook, get him a Buddha jumping wall, put some three Head Bao! Then I will give him some sea-buckthorn juice, and hold a welcome party in the evening, except for those who write codes, I will be forced to participate, and the year-end bonus will not be deducted."

The secretary was very agile: "Okay boss, I will immediately convey this news to all our departments."

Sure enough, the news of the compulsory deduction of the year-end bonus always spread very quickly.

Everyone can understand the president's convulsions from time to time, but I didn't expect that the assistant to the president who was airborne was so high-level that he could enjoy three-headed abalone. Back then, even the chairman could only eat four-headed abalone.

Due to the limited time at the welcome meeting, everyone received a three-meat and one-vegetarian box lunch and a red Mao grandfather. In a harmonious and friendly atmosphere, everyone exchanged the dishes in the box lunch and expressed their blessings and wishes for this welcome meeting. pleasure.

Yi Yan, in a suit and leather shoes, looked at the Buddha jumping over the wall in front of him and fell into deep thought. What does this mean?Dismissal or a friendly gesture?

The president and the secretary are different here, they made eye contact frantically.

President: Why doesn't he eat?Do you dislike the three-headed abalone I prepared for him!

Secretary: I don't think so!It is very difficult to see his appearance, maybe he is allergic to abalone.

President: That's a pity!I gave the old man four-headed abalone!

Secretary: Wait a minute!He moved his chopsticks!

Under the watchful eyes of the two of them, Yi Yan turned the three-headed abalone out of his own bowl with chopsticks, put it in the president's bowl, and then stood up and bowed deeply.

Yi Yan: "Thank you, boss, for your kindness."

The president hypocritically wanted to put the abalone back: "Why don't you eat it? I have it too."

Yi Yan's attitude is very sincere: "As an assistant, it is a great honor for me to have dinner at the same table with you. It is really a transcendence to enjoy the same dishes with you. Please forgive me."

Both the president and the secretary were shocked, what does this brother mean by doing such a trick?In their company, eating with the boss means that the work attitude is not serious, okay?

The mobile phone in Yi Yan's pocket rang, he bowed again, and ran to the side to pick it up after receiving the CEO's signal.

Then his face was very serious: "President, the chairman entrusted me to bring you a message."

The phrase "Imperial Army asked me to send you a message" came to the CEO's mind.

He quickly dismissed his thoughts and said very seriously, "Damn old man... oh, what is the chairman's order?"

Yi Yan: "He said that you didn't wait for him to eat the three-headed abalone. He was angry and wanted to come over and eat it now."

The president was silent, and then he also picked up the chopsticks and started flipping through the three-headed abalone in his bowl: "He wants to eat it, right? Give him everything."

Yi Yan nodded, and several people watched as the people who had finished their box lunches and received their money left one by one, the chairman came in his helicopter and asked to open the skylight of the conference room, so that he would land at a fixed point.

The president looked at the chairman standing on the skylight with a parachute: "If I ask someone to open the window now, will it be on the front page of tomorrow's social news?"

Yi Yan: "Probably yes, so please don't do it."

CEO: "The more you say that, the more I want to do it. Will I become an orphan?"

Yi Yanfu gave him a meaningful look: "So are you planning to extend your life?"

The president quickly shook his head: "Joke! Why do I want a child? Break my bones?"

Yi Yan felt very sorry: "There are 30 days left before your 427th birthday, please hurry up and grasp it."

CEO: "So in 427 days I'm going to be lying in a coffin and watching you all singing hand in hand around me is today a good day?"

Yi Yan pushed his glasses: "I think this kind of thing can only be done by you."

The president's eyes returned to the skylight: "Trust me,