The old attack of Mr. Si's family is on the hot search again today

When Si Congning returned to the company, he sat in the president's office and the general secretary reported the matter to him with a document. After listening for a while, he frowned: "Stop."

"What's wrong, President Si?" The secretary looked at the document and said, "Is there something wrong?"

"No, you go out first." Si Conning shouted to push people away.

"Yes." The secretary didn't question, nodded and left with the document in his arms, and took it to the door.

Si Congning took a deep breath and leaned back on the chair, pulling on his tie with a sullen expression on his face, all the buttons on his neck were unbuttoned by him, and his whole body showed a sense of irritability.

He sat up for a while and stood up again, feeling a little unbearable. He felt a little suffocated when he saw Jiang Yan now, and he was upset when he couldn't see him, and wanted to tie him by his side.

He walked to the French windows and felt dizzy at the sight of people busy like ants on the road.

Si Congning closed his eyes and sat back, summoned the secretary again, and the secretary came in carrying the documents without complaint: "President Si."

"continue."

"Yes." Miss Secretary continued the report just now. After she finished speaking, she heard Si Congning knock on the table and say, "Leave all the documents."

"All?" The expression on Miss Secretary's face changed slightly, and she suddenly felt that President Si had returned to the state when she didn't know Jiang Yan before—nervous.

"Yes." Si Congning motioned her to put down the document.

The secretary put down the document and glanced at him again: "Do you need coffee?"

"unnecessary."

"Okay." Miss Secretary understands that Si always wants to tire herself, like before, but it's still a little different, because at noon, President Si gets off work on time and can't wait for a minute.

It used to be nervous work, but now it should be nervous about someone.

A group of beautiful and beautiful secretaries in the secretary's office were talking about it.

"Did Mr. Si quarrel with Jiang Yan?"

"It feels like the low pressure is particularly bad today."

"And the President doesn't want coffee!"

"Scary!"

"Same horror! Always thought something was going to happen."

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After Jiang Yan finished writing the song, Wang Yang and Zhou Zheng came to the door, and they sat on the sofa. Zhou Zheng looked around and clicked his tongue a few times: "My worth is not even comparable to the carpet here."

Wang Yang hit him mercilessly: "I think carpets are much more expensive than you."

Zhou Zheng was silent for a while: "You're right." He coughed and got to the point, "Didn't you accept the script before? But now you're injured so you canceled it and changed it to some endorsements. See which one you like?"

Wang Yang handed him the pamphlet.

Jiang Yan weighed it: "All of them?"

Wang Yang said with a smile: "President Si said that you can choose!"

Zhou Zheng stroked his glasses: "You can choose the company's resources first, you choose slowly, and then give the rest to others." Zhou Zheng felt very proud when he said these words.

Jiang Yan smiled and opened the booklet: "But I should be selected, right? Are all the partners in it willing to use me?"

"I understand this question." Wang Yang said, "Now Xinghan is going to be listed, and you have a concert again, all the hot spots are enough!" The most important thing is to rely on the Si family!Wang Yang added silently in his heart.

Although the high society is still not optimistic about Jiang Yan and Mr. Si, it does not prevent them from buying Mr. Si's favor.

"Then I'll choose." Jiang Yan opened the brochure. In fact, he also knew the reason, because the matter between Si Zongning and him was too high-profile, and such a high-profile made people think that Mr. Si was not a golden house, but regarded him as a A canary that can only be shown off.

He flipped through for a while and saw a public service advertisement for an orphan. He glanced over it, but turned back and turned his fingers back uncontrollably.

He pointed to it and said, "Can I take this?"

Zhou Zheng glanced at it, and he didn't quite agree: "Although public welfare is good, if it's not done well, it will be washed away..."

"Oh..." Jiang Yan lowered his head and pointed to another one, "What about this one?"

Seeing that it was branded clothes, Zhou Zheng said, "This is commercial, it's fine."

"Then this one." Jiang Yan chose the simplest one, just put on some clothes.

"Well, I'll go talk to the other party and sign the contract." Zhou Zheng stood up and said goodbye to Wang Yang. He saw Si Congning coming back at the gate as soon as he left the house. After the two greeted Si Congning, he couldn't wait to enter and close the door.

Wang Yang and Zhou looked at each other at the gate, so they were so unpopular?

Si Congning changed his shoes and went into the room. He looked up and was relieved to see Jiang Yan sitting on the sofa. He eased his expression and walked over.

"I am back."

"It's so early." Jiang Yan looked at the time, it was only [-]:[-], and President Si came back right after work.

Si Congning saw the brochure in his hand, sat next to him and asked, "Do you want to accept this public service announcement?" Jiang Yan was reading this page.

"A little." Jiang Yan looked at the child on the brochure and frowned slightly, "Actually, it doesn't matter if you pick it up or not."

Si Congning stared into his eyes and sighed: "Then answer it, if there is any bad voice, just suppress it."

Jiang Yan laughed when he heard this: "President Si, you are more and more like the overbearing boss in the TV series."

"What's it like?" Si Congning turned his head to look at the TV, and Jiang Yan was watching the rerun of the previous Ba Zong TV series again.

"It's just like the one inside." Jiang Yan pointed at the TV and teased, "Tianliang Wang Po." No, it seems that President Si really made President Lin and President Qian Po.

You can't say they are similar, but they are exactly the same?

Jiang Yan suddenly felt a little funny. It turned out that the boss was by his side. He watched the boss on TV who was chasing the heroine crazily and said, "But you are more sensible than them."

"Hmm..." Si Congning lowered his head slightly to hide the expression in his eyes.

Jiang Yan looked back at him again: "In fact, my identity can also be made public, and I can say that I am...abandoned, so that I won't be washed away."

Now his profile and information are still under the control of the chief executive, his family members are blank to a certain extent, and fans don't know who his parents and family members are.

Si Congning lowered his eyebrows. He didn't like it very much, but seeing Jiang Yan's serious expression, he said, "Well, since you want to pick it up, I'll tell Zhou Zheng to prepare it for you."

They sat for a while until little Si Wei came back to eat, and after the meal Si Congning ran to work again.

Jiang Yan felt that he was very busy and planned to pick him up when he got off work. As for the afternoon, he was going to visit the orphanage. He brought Wang Yang, Zhou Zheng and the director with him.

Zhou Zheng shook his head and said, "I didn't expect you to pick it up anyway."

Jiang Yan laughed: "Fate?"

They had already reached the entrance of the orphanage, Jiang Yan looked inside, and there was a small courtyard inside, since it was winter and there were no children playing here, the principal quickly trotted over to open the door.

"Hello, please come in."

"We brought some gifts for the children." The director pointed to the car behind, and some staff members were moving things.

"Thank you very much." The dean nodded and asked the people on his side to help.

Then several people walked in and introduced each other as they walked. The director asked about related matters: "Let me see the child you have chosen."

"Okay, here, he is waiting for you." The dean led the way.

Jiang Yan looked around while walking. The room here seemed to be old, but it had been renovated, and the environment looked good. He soon came to the dean's office.

Inside sat a little boy.

The little boy stood up when he saw them coming in, and looked at them without blinking.

Jiang Yan was stunned when he saw his expression.

The dean walked over and introduced: "This is Xiaoxi we selected."

The director looked at the boy and said with a smile: "It's pretty good, it should be very photogenic." Since there are always orphans in public service advertisements, they are looking for someone with a cute or good-looking image.

This Xiaoxi is more beautiful, with a trace of heroism on her baby fat face.

"Hello, brothers." Xiaoxi also greeted them, and she looked cute when she was seven or eight years old.

Jiang Yan nodded, just as he was about to say something, Xiaoxi asked the director: "Can uncle director let us appear on TV?"

"Yeah." The director thought he didn't know, "We can show it on TV when we make a good movie. You are pretty, and you should be adopted soon."

Xiaoxi nodded very calmly, as if he was not interested in this question, he asked again: "Then can we ask a question?"

"What's the problem?" The director listened patiently to him.

Jiang Yan twitched his fingers, and suddenly had a premonition, and in the next second, Xiao Xi tilted his head and said with a smile: "I want to ask, is it fun for them to give birth to us, but abandon us like dirty garbage? "

The director and others were also taken aback. This question was very sharp, and the director became distressed and didn't know how to answer it. The dean sighed and smiled and said, "Don't mind...Xiaoxi, you can go down first."

"Okay Dean." Xiaoxi also walked out very obediently, but before leaving, she gave the director a strange look.

The director touched his half-bald head and suddenly felt a tingling feeling in his scalp. The dean said that this child is very spiritual, which... is indeed very spiritual.

The dean asked them to sit down and said with a smile: "It may be their voice."

The director thought for a while and said: "This is very difficult, our commercials cannot be shot like this." Because it is too barebones, what he wants is a more subtle way of expression.

Directors have director standards.

The dean naturally understood, he nodded and said: "I know, this is your professional field, and he will cooperate."

"That's good..."

Jiang Yan sat next to them and listened to their conversation. He pursed his lips and wanted to smoke again, but unfortunately there was no cigarettes. Cigarettes had been restricted by Si Congning since he was injured.

He stared at the cracks on the tiles in a daze, and the conversation between the dean and the director went from far to near.

That kid should hate being abandoned.

Jiang Yan touched the metal plate on his chest and held it tightly. He was not thinking about it, but commemorating it.

Let yourself not forget that day.

The dean finally communicated with the director, he stood up and said, "I'll show you around here." He looked at Jiang Yan again, "Mr. Jiang's name is very familiar."

Jiang Yan smiled: "My name is very common."

The dean was thoughtful: "Yes, hahaha, maybe this is more intimate."

The director said, "I think Jiang Yan's name is quite rare. One river has three fires, and the water is almost boiling."

"More lively?" Jiang Yan said half-jokingly.

They chatted and walked slowly to the place where the children were playing. Jiang Yan looked in through the window, and saw that the children were cleaned up, well dressed, and had toys.

Jiang Yan saw Xiaoxi sitting on a chair just now, holding a notebook in his hand and didn't know what he was drawing. He didn't go over to look at it. He walked around with the dean and followed the director back.

When we got back, it was snowing and raining.

There was a person walking over with a black umbrella in front of him, Jiang Yan took a closer look before he recognized that person.

"Principal Jiang?"