President, he can't control the Shura field.

Not surprisingly, the three walked towards Jian Fanchen's office tacitly at the same time.

Jiang Tang reached out to knock on the door, but the door was not closed.The Baizhi light came out, and Jian Fanchen was facing the door with his back, the tan marks on the back of his neck were very eye-catching under the bright light.

It has turned black.

"President Jian, are you injured?" Jiang Tang pushed open the door and walked towards him with a serious expression.

Ying Ming narrowed her eyes, and then looked at Cheng Lian.

Cheng Lian's expression suddenly changed.

"It's you?" Jian Fanchen was talking to Jian Zhuo when he saw these people walking in with strange expressions.

Jian Zhuo also looked towards the door, withdrew his smile, and began to stand up and put away the empty boxes on the table and throw them into the trash can.

"Mr. Jian, what's wrong with your neck?" Ying Ming was puzzled, it looked like sunburn, but he didn't notice it after chatting with Jian Fanchen for so long.

Only the back of Jian Fanchen's neck was more severely tanned, and the tan marks became deeper and deeper after a while, so it was more serious at night.

"Oh..." Jian Fanchen turned around awkwardly, "It's dry, I've applied the medicine, it's fine."

Ying Ming's expression was tense: "Why didn't you use sunscreen today?"

Jian Fanchen said: "It's on guard, I forgot about my neck."

He found that young people are very concerned about the issue of sun protection.Tsk, he is so informal.

Cheng Lian didn't show it on his face, but he felt very guilty in his heart. He felt that he didn't take good care of Jian Fanchen today.Although he is already paying attention, he is withdrawn and has never cared about anyone, so he is still not careful enough for people.

Jian Fanchen is not used to looking at his neck with so many eyes, sometimes his eyes can tickle people.He turned around and asked again: "Why are you still in the company? Aren't you going home?"

"Boss Jian, take my car, I'll drop you off." Ying Ming took the lead this time.

Jiang Tang didn't speak, he put the car keys in his pocket on the elevator.

Today so many people want to send Jian Fanchen, he will only reduce the chance if he jumps out again.He lives far away, and Jian Fanchen would not choose to let him see him off.

The last time Ying Ming drove him home, if Ying Ming drove Jian Fanchen today, he would give him a ride, which sounds reasonable.

Before Jian Fanchen could reply, Cheng Lian said, "Let me see you off, Mr. Jian. Today I will be in charge of your itinerary to the end."

Jiang Tang looked at Cheng Lian, and said to Jian Fanchen, "It's better for Yingming to drop by."

Cheng Lian said, "I'm also on the way, I still have the things I bought today in the car. Let's go, it's getting late, everyone, don't delay."

Jian Fanchen felt that it was indeed late, it didn't matter which car he took.Since Cheng Lian is going to say that he is responsible for picking him up today, then don't bother others anymore.

He looked at his watch and said, "Let me take the Chenglian car. Are you all driving?"

Jian Zhuo had already put his backpack on his back, and said, "I took a taxi here, and I'm going back to school."

Jian Fanchen said, "Then come with me."

After speaking, he looked at Cheng Lian: "Let's go together?"

Cheng Lian nodded.

When they arrived at the garage, Cheng Lian helped Jian Fanchen open the passenger door like today, and even blocked the top of the door with his hands.

Jian Zhuo turned his head away, and directly opened the back door to get in the car.

I don't want to look at it for a second.

In the back seat of the car is a plush doll of today's music festival mascot.

He took a look, he also bought that white rabbit today.Originally, he wanted to buy all the white rabbits in the souvenir shop, but several children saw the little white rabbits and clamored for their parents to buy them. In the end, he still didn't become the devil of other people's childhood.

After Cheng Lian sat in the driver's seat, he turned his head and asked him, "Are you a big one? I'll see you off first."

Jian Zhuo looked back at the doll and said, "Let's go to Boss Jane's house first, I parked the car there today."

Jian Fanchen turned around when he heard the words: "Are you still driving?"

Jian Zhuo nodded: "It's a motorcycle, but motorcycles are banned in the city center, so I couldn't ride to the company."

Jian Fanchen asked again: "Heavy motorcycle?"

"Ah."

Jian Fanchen didn't expect that Jian Zhuo, who looks soft and cute, actually likes heavy motorcycles.

This surprised him.

It's really another male protagonist who doesn't match his personality.

Cheng Lian glanced at Jian Zhuo from the rearview mirror, and said nothing.

When driving to Jian Fanchen's house, Cheng Lian came down again to help him open the passenger door.

Jian Fanchen was a little embarrassed: I am the boss, not a princess, so there is no need to be like this.

After he got down, Cheng Lian took out the mascot from the back seat of the car.

And only took one.

Jian Fanchen stared at the white rabbit he handed over, and was stunned for a moment.

Today he saw that Cheng Lian had bought these two dolls, and he thought to himself that buying plush toys at such a big age is really a girl's heart.

"For me?" he asked.

"Well, you can take one." Cheng Lian originally wanted to give the big black shark to Jian Fanchen, but he kept the white rabbit for himself.But that was too far-fetched, and he didn't have a proper reason to do it yet.

Jian Fanchen thought the rabbit was cute, round and white like a snowball, so he accepted it anyway.

Jian Zhuo, who was standing in the darkness, clenched the brown paper bag in his hand, making a rustling sound.

Cheng Lian glanced at the dark place obediently.

He got back in the driver's seat and rolled down the window again.

"Mr. Jian, thank you for being with me today." He said.

Jian Fanchen bowed his head politely, and waved: "Thank you for your invitation, go back quickly, drive slowly."

"I'll make up the fireworks for you next time." After Cheng Lian said this, he kicked the accelerator and drove away.

Very chic.

Jian Fanchen turned around and asked Jian Zhuo, "Where's your car?"

Jian Zhuo came out of the darkness, the street lamp shone on his face, clean and innocent.

"Right there." He pointed to the only big motorcycle in the parking space on the side of the road.

Although Jian Fanchen already knew that it was a heavy motorcycle, seeing it with his own eyes still felt that it didn't match Jian Zhuo's temperament, so he smiled and said, "You ride such a big motorcycle?"

Jian Zhuo curled his lips and said, "I'm big too."

As he said that, he ran over under Jian Fanchen's gaze, took out his helmet from the box and put it on, stepped on the car, turned around along the road, and rode in front of Jian Fanchen.

Jian Fanchen watched his long legs lift and stride, very handsome.I didn't expect that the usually obedient milk dog would be so rambunctious.

He stopped in front of Jian Fanchen, and took out the aloe vera cream from his pocket: "Boss Jian, I forgot to give this to you, remember to apply it again after taking a shower."

Seeing the aloe vera cream, Jian Fanchen felt the scorching heat on the back of his neck again: "Thank you. If I didn't have this, my skin would really peel off."

Jian Zhuo looked at the plush white rabbit in his hand, stretched out his hand, and said, "Let me put this in a bag for you, so you can take some more."

This is it, let alone the white rabbit.

Jian Fanchen also felt that it was inappropriate for him to hold a plush toy, so he handed it over to Jian Zhuo.

When Jian Zhuo put the toy into the brown paper bag, he accidentally dropped it on the ground.

He hurriedly stepped out of the car, bent down to pick it up, and patted the white rabbit's fluff.

The snow-white rabbit is too white to be dirty when touched, and the ground has already been stained with a circle of black marks.

"Ah...it's dirty." The puppy looked at Jian Fanchen timidly, "I'm sorry, Mr. Jian."

Jian Fanchen waved his hand: "It's okay, I'll let my aunt wash it tomorrow."

Jian Zhuo suddenly took off the backpack on his shoulder, and took out an identical doll from the bag.

"Take this white rabbit, Mr. Jian, I'll wash the dirty one." He put the clean one into a paper bag, stuffed it into Jian Fanchen's arms, and put the dirty one into his backpack.

This time it's the white rabbit.

Before Jian Fanchen could answer, he put his backpack on his back and stepped on the scooter again: "I'm leaving, Mr. Jian, take a rest early."

Jian Fanchen watched the young figure disappear at the end of the street lamp with the sound of the engine, and some distant and familiar images suddenly appeared in his mind, but they were fleeting, and he only sighed that it was good to be young.

The next day, when Jian Fanchen had a video conference with other department heads, Xiao An called Jian Zhuo and the four of them to the company, asking for help with a sad face.

"It's too difficult for me, the boss is simply not human..." In the small meeting room, he sat face to face with them, with the dark circles under his eyes caused by staying up late to write the plan.

"Secretary An, what's wrong with you?" Jiang Tang asked, pouring him a cup of tea thoughtfully.

"This year's boss's birthday, Mr. Jane said that it will be held in the ocean resort newly acquired by the group. This is already considered simple. In the past, the boss's birthday was always going to a place like a private island. Three to five hundred people are invited, and one stay is one." Weeks is equal to a tour group vacation. But this year, the boss said to simplify, I have shortened the time to four days, and the number of people has been reduced to 500. You say, is it simple enough? But the boss took a look and said no, it’s too luxurious, Two days at most..." Xiao An was about to cry as she spoke.

Jiang Tang smiled and handed him a tissue: "Then it can be streamlined, why are you crying?"

Xiao An looked at them seriously, and lowered his voice: "I always feel that something is wrong with the boss recently. Do you think he is sick? Do you want to accumulate good deeds?"

As soon as this sentence was finished, the expressions of the four became serious.

"How is it possible?" Ying Ming frowned again, "Who did you listen to?"

Jiang Tang asked slightly suspiciously: "President Jian, is there anything unusual about him?"

Both Cheng Lian and Jian Zhuo stared at Xiao An, making him break out in a cold sweat.

"No, no one said it, I just said it nonsense. Boo, boo, the boss has a long life! I mean... the boss is not the same as before, and now he doesn't seem to like such extravagant ostentation," he wiped his sweat Explain, "I can't go against Mr. Jane's wishes, and I can't offend anyone. It's really hard to have both."

The boss seems to have changed recently, he has become very close to the people and treats them very well, even his living habits have changed.

"So Secretary An, did you ask us to come here?" Seeing that he was almost ready, Jiang Tang directly helped him get to the point.

Xiao An took a sip of tea, cleared her throat, and said, "I knew you could help me... No, it's helping the boss! Although you all have other things to do, you are the only ones who know what the boss likes best now, no What do you like, and how can you please the boss. So, this birthday party is up to you.”

Cheng Lian leaned on the sofa, frowning slightly, and kept spinning the fidget spinner: "What do we need?"

Ying Ming turned to look at him, then said to Xiao An: "Secretary An, you can make arrangements, I can cooperate."

Xiao An actually knew that Jiang Tang and Jian Zhuo were easier to talk to, so she was worried that Ying Ming and Cheng Lian would not agree.

Now it was these two who spoke first, and he felt that he was worrying for nothing.

"That's it," he came up with a new plan, "I'm still in charge of the guest list, but I need you to help me make some other arrangements. The four-day project must be arranged within two days. VIP guests show our world-leading resort in 360 degrees without dead ends..."

Jiang Tang raised his eyebrows, his smile was vague.

No small challenge.

Ying Ming folded her arms around her chest, and after thinking for a while, she raised her eyes and asked, "Then how do you plan to assign tasks to us, Secretary An?"

Xiao An pressed her temples and felt a headache: "Don't ask me anymore, you can allocate it yourself. I also want to reduce the list of 250 guests to 150 people, and I might offend some big boss... I will ask you for the information I need. Sent your email."

Jiang Tang took out his mobile phone and looked at the other three people. Everyone was looking at their mobile phones, looking thoughtful, and they seemed to have their own little calculations.

Xiaoan saw that the few people hadn't moved for a long time, and asked again: "Do you have any questions? If there is no problem, let's make a division of labor now. You check the email. It will take two days. How about one person in charge for half a day?"

Jiang Tang said first, "I agree."

Ying Ming also nodded: "I have no problem."

Cheng Lian glanced at Jian Zhuo suddenly, and asked him, "Why didn't you speak?"

Jian Zhuo put down the phone and said, "I'm fine too."

Cheng Lian looked away: "Then I obey the majority."

Xiaoan felt that their tone was a bit strange, but he didn't have the energy to care so much, the most important thing at the moment was to assign tasks.

He knew that the boss was very polite to these four assistants, so he probably wouldn't blame them even if they didn't do it perfectly in the end.

"Okay." He asked while writing on the tablet, "How do you divide the specific day?"

Jiang Tang glanced at the schedule in the email again. It is very tight to arrange the original four-day activities in two days on the weekend, and it is obvious that the importance of the two days is different.If he guessed correctly, the four of them now wanted to impress Jian Fanchen.

The morning of the first day is when the guests arrive at the resort. It is basically a hot spot and free activities, and it will not be too busy.But because of this, there is more room to play.

The evening is the highlight of the birthday party, and it is easy to shine if it is done well.

The next morning is a real opportunity for everyone to enjoy the various facilities of the resort, which is equivalent to a resort cruise, with relatively little room to play.

The afternoon is tea time, and we can also arrange some projects that are too late to do in the morning, as well as a dinner.

Generally speaking, the first night is the most important, and the first morning is the most tasteless.

"Let's draw lots." Jian Zhuo looked at Xiao An and said.

Anyway, the lottery is the fairest.

He clicked on the lottery app on his mobile phone, entered the names of several people, and finally Xiao An started.

Ying Ming originally thought that whatever he drew was the same, but when he watched Xiao An press the button, he suddenly hoped that he could draw until the evening.Especially on the night of the birthday party, he wanted to personally supply the fireworks to Jian Fanchen.

But he knew that Cheng Lian definitely wanted to do the same.

He glanced sideways at Cheng Lian, Cheng Lian twirled the fidget spinner, and the corner of his mouth slightly hooked.

"The exciting moment is here," Xiaoan looked at the screen to deliberately create an atmosphere, "Saturday morning, I'll leave it to Assistant Cheng."

Ying Ming breathed a sigh of relief.

Jian Zhuo looked at Cheng Lian, his eyes fell on his hands.

Cheng Lian nodded, tapping his fingers on the armrest of the sofa in turn.

"Saturday afternoon, Assistant Ying," Xiao An said while writing it down in the memo.

Ying Ming finally relaxed, his expectation came true.

"Sunday morning, see the assistant, and in the afternoon, Assistant Jiang."

Jiang Tang was quite satisfied with the result. He had already imagined that he could do a lot of things under the setting sun and night.

Xiao An returned the phone to Jian Zhuo: "Thanks for your hard work, everyone, feel free to communicate with me if you have any questions."

"Don't worry, Secretary An," Jiang Tang patted him on the shoulder, "We all work for Mr. Jian, we should."

Cheng Lian was the first to stand up: "Let's go, see you on the weekend."

Ying Ming turned her head to look at his back, her eyes were heavy.

"It's very attractive." Jiang Tang said with a smile.

Jiang Tang didn't get off work on time today.

He knew that everyone else had to go to the ocean resort to check out the location, especially someone like Ying Ming who was in a hurry might go tonight.

But he didn't have to go, he was familiar with that place.

He had been to this ocean resort when it was completed, and the Wu family was also very interested in this project at that time, so he did his homework.

He was waiting for Jian Fanchen to get off work today, but Jian Fanchen was still in the conference room until eight o'clock.

Jian Fanchen had a meeting with the senior management of the European branch today, because it was a quarterly meeting, so the time was relatively long.

The European market has recently encountered a small problem, and the heads of each country have to take turns to report.

Jiang Tang went outside the meeting room and took a look, just in time to see other department heads coming out of the meeting room, but Jian Fanchen was still inside.

Inside the glass wall, Jian Fanchen was talking to the screen.

At the meeting, Jian Fanchen's eyebrows and eyes were more heroic, especially focused, which was completely different from how he usually gets along in private.

In private, Jian Fanchen gets along with them more like friends, which made him wonder all the time, is the rumored ruler of the Jian family who is feared by everyone really Jian Fanchen?

Now looking at it this way, Jian Fanchen only has a clear distinction between public and private, and his attitude at work is still very serious.

Like a bully, Jiang Tang thought.

He picked up his phone to check the time, estimated it, and ordered a dinner for Jian Fanchen.

When he raised his head again, Jian Fanchen covered his mouth and coughed a few times, picked up the empty water bottle at hand, shook it, put it down again, and continued talking to the camera.

Jiang Tang frowned, and immediately went to the staff lounge, opened the refrigerator, and took the sparkling water that Jian Fanchen often drank.

When he turned to leave, he suddenly remembered something, went back to the kitchen, and made a cup of tea.

When he pushed open the door of the conference room, Jian Fanchen didn't notice him, and was listening to the Spanish supervisor in the video to give a report.

He walked up to Jian Fanchen, put the sparkling water and teacups on the conference table, and slowly pushed them to Jian Fanchen's hand, his movements were very light and did not appear in the mirror.

After the Spanish supervisor finished speaking, Jian Fanchen looked up at Jiang Tang, curled his mouth and nodded quickly, then glanced at the tea and water on the table, and reached out to pick up the water bottle.

The video started talking again, and Jian Fanchen's attention returned to the topic of the meeting, and he began to talk to the people in the video in fluent Spanish.

Jiang Tang turned around and saw Jian Fanchen put down the water in his hand again.

After Jian Fanchen finished speaking Spanish, he seamlessly switched to French. Jiang Tang glanced at the screen, and it seemed that he was in charge in France.

He walked back to Jian Fanchen, picked up the sparkling water, unscrewed the bottle cap, and handed it to Jian Fanchen.

Jian Fanchen took the water bottle while talking to the video, and their hands touched.

Jiang Tang pursed his lips, his eyes followed Jian Fanchen's slender and fair fingers, and landed on his ruddy lips.

The petal-like beautiful lips are opening and closing to speak French with rhythmic rhythms.

Because of the closeness, Jiang Tang could almost see the lines on those lips.

He was a little distracted, he didn't know how long he stayed aside, until Jian Fanchen started to speak German.

He had long heard that Jian Fanchen was proficient in several languages, and he had only seen Jian Fanchen speak French last time.But this seamless switching between the three languages, and each language is so fluent, and the voice is so beautiful, speaking serious words, but it seems to be singing the most beautiful song, this is really the first time he has seen it.

When he realized what he was thinking, he quickly took two steps back, walked out of the conference room, and quietly closed the door.

Every time he stares at Jian Fanchen, especially some parts of his body, he tends to think about it.

For example, the ankle last time, and the lips just now.

And Jian Fanchen's serious voice in the meeting, coupled with that beautiful face, is really terrible.

He thought he would be able to calm down when he got out of the conference room, but he found it was not that easy.After standing outside the meeting room for a while, he sighed, walked back to the kitchen just now, and took another bottle of iced drink from the refrigerator.

It was already nine o'clock when Jian Fanchen finished the meeting.

When he returned to the office, Jiang Tang had already heated up the takeaway.

"Why didn't you go home?" Jian Fanchen didn't expect that he was still there, "It smells so good, is there anything to eat?"

"It's just overheated, Mr. Jian, hurry up and eat." Jiang Tang asked him to sit down, handed him a sterile towel to wipe his hands, and put the tableware in front of him.

"Thank you. Have you eaten yet?" Jian Fanchen looked up at him, the sharpness in his eyes from the meeting just now disappeared, and he turned back to the boy next door who was very happy after eating.

Well, a good-looking foodie.

"I've eaten." Jiang Tang said with a smile in his eyes.

Jian Fanchen ate happily.But probably after sitting in a meeting for a long time, he felt pain in his shoulders, neck and back. He couldn't stop stretching out his hands to squeeze his shoulders, and then beat his back twice.

Jiang Tang kept looking at him: "President Jian, does your back hurt?"

Jian Fanchen felt that admitting back pain was admitting that he was not good enough, so he had to insist: "It doesn't hurt."

Jiang Tang paused, and asked again after a few seconds: "Does it really not hurt?"

Jian Fanchen said with backbone: "The waist doesn't hurt, it's just the shoulder."

The shoulders can hurt, but the boss will not collapse.

Jiang Tang didn't feel that Jian Fanchen, who had a backache, was not domineering, but thought that he didn't even have time to drink water during the meeting, and suddenly felt uncomfortable.

"Let me press your shoulders." Jiang Tang walked behind him.

Jian Fanchen said: "Don't bother, I have a Tianwang massage chair when I get home."

"Eat yours, it doesn't affect your eating, you can just pretend you are sitting on a massage chair." Jiang Tang said and pressed his hand.

His massage technique is very good, and Jian Fanchen's whole body relaxes after a couple of massages.

"Have you ever learned massage?" Jian Fanchen asked.

"I used to give my mother a massage." Jiang Tang asked, "Does it only hurt your shoulder?"

Jian Fanchen was a little embarrassed: "It's not impossible to press down at all."

Jiang Tang laughed, and moved his hands down his back. Jian Fanchen felt sore, and at first he could bear it, but then he screamed out sour.

"Ah... hey... take it easy..."

Jiang Tang's hands froze, and he gritted his teeth, not daring to use any more force.

Jian Fanchen slowed down, and Jiang Tang also breathed a sigh of relief.

After eating, Jian Fanchen received an email that needed an urgent reply, and before he had time to get up and move around, he turned on the computer to work again.

Jiang Tang didn't bother him either, and went out to the small kitchen to make fruit salad for him.

The yogurt in the kitchen was expired, so Jiang Tang went to the convenience store downstairs to buy it.When he finally mixed the yogurt and fruit salad and brought it to the office, Jian Fanchen had already fallen asleep on the table.

Jiang Tang walked up to him, not daring to make a sound. The sleeping Jian Fanchen was as quiet as a Sleeping Beauty.

He picked up the coat on the side and carefully put it on for Jian Fanchen.

After a while, he worried that Jian Fanchen's shoulder and neck would hurt even more if he fell asleep like this.

After struggling on the spot for a moment, he glanced at the lounge.

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