President, he can't control the Shura field.

"Hello, Mr. Jane! Yes, I'm seeing you." It seemed that the boy was recognized by the boss at a glance. There was faint excitement in the boy's timid voice, but he was still very obedient and well-behaved. The VIP room is waiting for you, and I just came in for 2 minutes, so I didn't scare you..."

Jian Fanchen shook his head and breathed a sigh of relief.

Jian Zhuo is the least aggressive of the four male protagonists.The other three people hid their sharpness and dared not disobey him on the surface, but in fact they were boa constrictors dormant in the cold winter, only waiting for the opportunity after the snow melted.

Although Jian Zhuo also has ambitions, he just wants to get money from him.

What a pure purpose.

According to the original text, Jian Zhuo went to their company for an interview and was seen by him, so he asked Xiao An to keep him on the same day.

In the final canary revenge plan, Jian Zhuo did not directly participate, because he saved enough money and was favored by industry leaders, so he went abroad ahead of schedule.

But before that, this most obedient little milk dog was bullied the most by Slag Gong.

What a poor little boy, he didn't know what he was about to face.

The original text reads:

[The young man I saw at the elevator entrance looks like a well-behaved puppy, like an obedient little milk dog waiting for his master at home.

Jian Fanchen glanced at those clear eyes, evil thoughts grew.This look is so clean that one wants to get dirty, watching it become cloudy, watching him shed tears.

……

"Jian Zhuo?" It was the first time to meet someone in the VIP room. Jian Fanchen sized up the handsome figure of the young man, shaking the wine glass in his hand, and said domineering and obscene words, "Who made the clothes? It doesn't fit, come here yourself off."

"Why are you standing there? Can't take it off? I'll teach you."]

Jian Fanchen just recalled the text once, and he was so embarrassed that he picked his toes on the floor.

Falling into shame, he didn't realize that his ears were slightly red due to emotional fluctuations, making his fair skin even whiter.

He glanced at the suit on the young man, took a deep breath, and praised him sincerely: "It fits well, not bad."

"Thank you, Mr. Jian." The boy smiled happily, lowered his head, and raised his hand, "It's the cufflinks that I'm not very good at."

Jian Fanchen saw that it was his first time wearing a formal suit, and it was a bit unfamiliar.

A section of the shirt was exposed at the cuffs of the suit jacket, and the cuff buttons were also custom-made, with perfect details.It's just that the staff didn't help to button the cuff buttons?

The collapse of people must be thorough.

If the author asked him to teach people to unbutton their collars, he would teach them to button their cuff buttons.

Details Control Jian Fanchen took two steps closer to start teaching.

When I got closer, I smelled a fresh breath, like sunshine and green grass.

Only then did he realize that this canary was actually taller than him.Damn, even if it's the male protagonist, this boy hasn't fully grown into a young man yet. Is this height reasonable?

The boy was seriously trying to understand this cumbersome research on cufflinks.

"It's deducted like this." Jian Fanchen calmed down, lowered his head and demonstrated it seriously, "Is it okay?"

"I will."

Following his standard action just now, the boy folded the other cuff outward, closed the cuff, aligned the buttonholes, and inserted the delicate cufflinks into the buttonholes to secure them.

"Like this?" He raised his head and looked at Jian Fanchen with sincere eyes, like a student waiting for the teacher's evaluation.

Jian Fanchen nodded affirmatively: "Yes, very smart."

The boy laughed again, innocent enough to be harmless to humans and animals: "Thank you Mr. Jian, Mr. Jian taught you well."

Ah, what clear little eyes, if only the other three were like this.

When Jian Fanchen turned around and returned to the sofa, he was completely relaxed.

It seems that this opening is quite mild, not as scary as he thought, and the rescue is very hopeful.

The boy followed to the sofa and stood up straight like a primary school student: "Boss Jian, this is the first time I have come into contact with this. I will learn everything I need to learn soon, and I will definitely be qualified for this job."

"Work?" Jian Fanchen looked at him.

"I will definitely be able to do a good job as a personal assistant." Jianzhuo repeated, with a sincere and sincere tone, "Thank you for hiring me."

Jian Fanchen coughed unnaturally.

I hired you because that day his sperm was on his head.

"Don't stand, sit."

There were several sofa seats around the coffee table, and Jian Fanchen sat on a single seat.

Next to it is a three-seater, a double and another single.

Jian Zhuo walked to the sofa and paused for a while, then chose another single seat with some restraint, and sat opposite Jian Fanchen.

Jian Fanchen also paused, thought for a few seconds, and raised his chin to the double seat next to him: "Sit here."

He thinks Jian Zhuo is easier to talk, he won't be nervous when he sits beside him, but others are not sure.

"it is good."

Jian Zhuo moved his position obediently, and sat down beside him.

Compared with the outside, the lighting in this VIP lounge is dim, which usually makes people look dark yellow.

But Jian Fanchen was wearing a summer casual outfit, which was light and refreshing, with an unbelievably perfect shoulder-to-neck ratio.

Wearing a suit on weekdays, you can't find such obvious one-shoulder and swan neck, which is well-proportioned and beautiful.

The tall and slender young man sat on the luxurious wine red sofa, his face was white, his arms were white, and his calves were even whiter because they were not often exposed.

Not only white, but also straight and straight.

Because he is dressed casually, his sitting posture also looks more relaxed.

On the contrary, Jianzhuo was wearing a formal suit, a little cramped.

He stretched out his legs, seemingly inadvertently blocking Jian Fanchen's calf.

This angle just blocked the line of sight in the direction of the door.

At this time, the heavy wooden door was pushed open.

Xiaoan walked in and raised his eyebrows when he saw Jian Zhuo: "It turns out that the assistant has already come over, no wonder I didn't look outside."

Jian Zhuo greeted him politely, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry Secretary An, I just came in when I saw no one here."

Xiao An smiled, thinking that this child is very thoughtful.

After he came in, someone outside the door followed him.

The young boy who came in was wearing a smoky blue suit, and his slightly messy short curly hair set off a pair of peach blossom eyes very charmingly.

Compared with Jian Zhuo, he is less milky, more youthful and mature, and looks more gentlemanly.

Jian Fanchen could tell at a glance that this was Jiang Tang.

The wealthy young master who has been lost for many years has been recognized in recent years.The family group was too complicated. In order to compete for the succession, he had to take over the job of an assistant and act as a commercial spy for the family.

"Hello, Jiangtang." To avoid embarrassment, Jian Fanchen picked up the wine glass on the coffee table.

When Jiang Tang's eyes fell on Jian Fanchen, he froze slightly.

Jian Fanchen was not surprised, his outfit today was so inconsistent with the person's design, it was the first step to break the original owner's design.

But now he thought about it, Jian Zhuo didn't seem to feel strange when he saw his outfit just now?

"Mr. Jian, hello." Jiang Tang quickly stopped looking at him.

"Sit wherever you want." Jian Fanchen said.

Jiang Tang chose the single seat facing Jian Fanchen.

Jianzhuo glanced at him.

"Mr. Jian, are you going to exercise?" Jiang Tang followed the original setting, came to him with a purpose, and was the most active one.

Jian Fanchen smiled: "It's more comfortable to wear like this."

"It's comfortable." Jiang Tang looked at him, "Boss Jian...you look so young, you feel younger than me, younger than us."

When he said "we", he glanced at Jian Zhuo.

Jian Zhuo said nothing, looked at Jian Fanchen, and nodded in agreement.

Because of being in a complex big family for a long time, Jiang Tang speaks and acts maturely, and his temperament is not like that of a 20-year-old boy at all.

Now wearing a straight suit again, Jian Fanchen felt that standing next to him, maybe he really looked younger than him.

But see what burning head?

Jian Zhuo looked like a college student, with an innocent and ignorant look on his face.Although tall, tall doesn't mean anything.

Jian Fanchen said: "It's just small, I'm bigger than you. Have you met each other?"

"I just said hello outside," Jiang Tang looked at Jian Zhuo and smiled politely, "I will be a colleague from now on, please take care of me."

Jian Zhuo is also generous: "I want to learn from you."

When Jiang Tang turned his head, Jian Fanchen noticed the black earrings on his earlobe.

Jiang Tang originally had this ear piercing, but the slag Gong in the original text is very stupid. Once he got on his head on the bed and insisted on piercing his ear bone as well.Jiang Tang cried in pain but did not dare to resist. Afterwards, he contracted a fever for several days.

Of course, Jiang Tang did the same to him in the last time of revenge, even more ruthless...

Hiss—Jian Fanchen gasped in his heart, and clenched his hand holding the wine glass even tighter.

While they were talking, Xiao An went out and brought two other people in.

"Boss, Assistant Ying and Assistant Cheng are here."

The last two people came in, one in a black suit and the other in a gray suit.

The short-cut young man in the black suit looks to be over 190 tall, the tallest of these people.The inch-cut head set off the sharp edges and corners of the facial features, and the whole body was full of hostility.When meeting Jian Fanchen's gaze, there was vigilance in the deep eyes.

As soon as he came in, Jian Fanchen felt that the peace that had been maintained just now was broken.

The aura thing is really amazing.

Although the young man standing at the door was dressed in neat formal attire, he was still like a beast, ready to defend his territory at any time.

A man like a beast, tsk.

Xiao An, who found that the atmosphere was not right, patted him signally, and the young man spoke.

"I'm Yingming."

Although he looked at Jian Fanchen and said it, he didn't address him.

The one with the smelliest face, the hottest temper, the tallest, with a black suit and a purple tie.

The future ruthless financial boss, Ying Ming.

If Jiangtang's story is a family business war movie, Yingming's is a rich family drama.

The only son of a financial family, he was the proud son of heaven since he was a child. After graduation, he was about to inherit the family business. Unfortunately, his father died of illness suddenly.And the reckless young man who just graduated, because of lack of experience, managed the company into a mess, and the cash flow was cut off.

When he was about to go bankrupt, his cousin suddenly obtained a sum of money to revive the company.

But the uncle said that the funds were not given in vain, and Jin mainly asked him to work as a personal assistant to repay.

Jian Fanchen is the patron.

"Hello, Cheng Lian?"

Jian Fanchen felt that Yingming's standing was too oppressive, and being stared at so directly, he could hardly breathe.

He turned his gaze to the last person.

"Mr. Jian, nice to meet you."

He is cold and abstinent, expressionless, and his voice is low and full of magnetism.

Cheng Lian, the future gold medal singer and bigwig in the entertainment industry.

If it is said that Ying Ming's beast eyes are full of obvious aggressiveness, Cheng Lian's eyes are full of thick cold mist, you will never guess the thoughts under the eyes.

Mysterious man, tsk.

Jian Fanchen was frightened by Ying Ming's stare just now, but now seeing this chilling gaze, he felt a chill down his spine.

The company Cheng Lian is currently signing with is a small company, his talent is completely buried, and he was put on by his peers. He wanted to pay liquidated damages, so he was sent to the sponsor by his agent.

Good singers always protect their voices. Cheng Lian never drank alcohol, but Slag Gong took it as a pleasure to force him to drink. Every time he met, he would force him to drink, which almost ruined his voice.

Hiss - Jian Fanchen suddenly put down his wine glass, avoiding his eyes.

I can't see each of them.

I feel a little guilty.

"All sit down."

Since both the double and single seats were occupied, Ying Ming and Cheng Lian sat on the three-seater, with a space between them.

It's not a pleasant occasion, and no one wants to get too close to each other.

As soon as they sat down, Jiang Tang greeted them with a smile, and glanced over without a trace.

Jian Zhuo didn't look at them, his eyes fell on the wine glass that Jian Fanchen had just put on the coffee table.

On the luxurious sofa, there was a young boss dressed like a high school student, and four extremely handsome canaries.

Aromatherapy, tie, spirits... Xiaoan didn't dare to look at this weird and fragrant picture, and was about to leave.

"Boss, then you talk, I'll go out first."

"No, you stay too." Jian Fanchen said.

"Me? It's not appropriate for me to be here." Xiao An said.

Jian Fanchen frowned: "During working hours, do you want to miss work?"

Xiao An immediately walked back.

Jian Fanchen said that work is work, and began to explain with a serious face.

"The previous contract was not clear, and there are several supplementary clauses."

Seeing that the boss really wanted to talk about work, Xiaoan immediately took out his tablet computer to record: "Boss, tell me."

Jian Fanchen continued: "Re-clarify the job content of personal assistants, and remove the item of being on call 24 hours a day."

The electronic pen in Xiaoan's hand paused for a moment, but he wrote it down immediately without asking any further questions.

Jian Jianchen continued: "Nine to five, overtime work counts as overtime pay, paid sick leave and paid annual leave for a total of 30 days."

"Also, I should be transferred to work as an intern assistant to the CFO, and it just so happened that there was a shortage of manpower for the recent acquisition."

Jian Fanchen felt that his intentions were well-intentioned to pave the way for the future of the financial tycoon.

"Jiang Tang was transferred to the marketing department, and there is a new business that matches his major."

To train the future hotel tycoon, Jian Fanchen felt that he was selfless.

"Cheng Lian's major is not available in our company for the time being, but we have sponsored a rookie contest."

The future king of singers must make his debut at the c position, the sooner the better, if he becomes popular, he will be able to fly far away and leave him.

"Jian Zhuo--"

Jian Fanchen looked at the most harmless little prince, and paused: "Have you graduated yet?"

Jian Zhuo replied cautiously: "I'm finishing the project, but..."

Jian Fanchen nodded with satisfaction: "Very well, then you can concentrate on finishing the project, don't think about anything else, and work after graduation."

Work is not important, what is important is that the contract is about to expire after graduation.

"It's actually not very busy..."

Jian Zhuo was interrupted when he tried to explain.

"Bi She is your stepping stone to the future. I will find top experts to guide you, and you must be an excellent graduate. I will attend your graduation ceremony in July. Don't embarrass me." Jian Fanchen said in a tone that the overlord could not refuse.

"Okay Mr. Jian!" Jian Zhuo nodded like a good student.

After arranging these most important things, Jian Fanchen was obviously much more at ease, and didn't care about other people's confusion.

The most puzzled is Xiaoan.

The boss spent so much money, it is impossible to really hire a few interns for the company.

He gritted his teeth and asked boldly, "Boss, is there anything else you want to explain?"

Hearing this question, the expressions of the assistants visibly tightened up.

Jian Fanchen thought for a while, and said calmly, "Not anymore."

Jiang Tang raised his eyebrows, and couldn't help asking, "Mr. Jian, you asked us to come here just to talk about this?"

Jian Fanchen nodded, taking it for granted.

Jiang Tang asked again in a tentative tone: "Then what about the part written in the contract to be your personal assistant?"

Jian Fanchen looked like he knew everything, knowing that Jiang Tang wanted to hide by his side, so as to get first-hand information.

"You don't have to worry about this. When Xiao An is too busy with work, I will ask you to help."

Jian Fanchen cast his eyes on Xiao An, believing that his right-hand assistant must understand what he meant.

The four male protagonists also looked at the past, and Xiao An instantly understood that his boss must want to share the rain and dew, but he hadn't figured out how to share it for the time being, so he used him as a shield: "I will take care of all the official affairs of the boss. I'll assign next."

Jian Fanchen nodded in satisfaction: "You are still young and have a bright future. You must shine in your own field and become a pillar of society in the future."

The four people on the sofa looked at him at the same time.

Jian Fanchen was secretly proud of receiving the prince's stare x4.

Unexpectedly, the script of bloody revenge will immediately become a story of how to grow a boss.