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There was no sound in the meeting room. After the rough cut of the promotional video was played, Hanson made a gesture of waiting and looked at Yan Su who was sitting next to him.

The man had never smiled since he came in.

Yan Su propped one elbow on the handle of the swivel chair, leaned over and stared at the big screen. After a long time, he said blankly to the person in charge of the supplier: "This cut is too messy."

The person in charge of the supplier cooperated for the first time, he was obviously stunned for a moment, and said in a depressing atmosphere: "What does Yan always think is wrong?"

Yan Su took a deep breath, stated his reasons for not passing, and asked if he could highlight some differences in this cooperation project.

"If there is no difference from a capsule, why do you come here by boat?"

Hanson nodded.

"In the video you edited, you can see that the DJ is very good, and the lighting design and special dance floor we specially made to match the island flashed by." Yan Su continued, "This is nothing like any nightclub in the mainland. difference."

Jessi didn't have too many surprised expressions beside her. She was used to her boss being so direct, even when facing long-term partners, she usually didn't give "face".

"If I were a customer, it would be a waste of time to spend 2 minutes looking at this thing."

The conference room with only the light from the screen became more and more depressing, and the supplier's face became ugly. He adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said that they would ask the editing team to make another cut, and we will have another one tomorrow.

Yan Su hummed, and didn't say anything else. Hanson saw that there was nothing else to do, so he said that he would come here today and have lunch at noon.

After the supplier went out, Hanson quietly approached Jessi and asked, "Did he eat explosives?"

Jessi stopped typing and said, "No."

"I don't think he's so rude to Ayu and the others. Is it because of his emotional frustration?"

"Mr. Hanson, when did you see Mr. Yan get angry at work because of a bad relationship? He must be dissatisfied with Ayu and the others for neglecting them."

After Yan Su came back from the bathroom, he saw Hanson staring at him like a human observer.

"Looking at what?" he said gruffly.

"Something's wrong, you're in a bad mood today." Hanson stroked the air with his finger, "This one looks black."

"No, I'm in a good mood." Yan Su turned the back of his chair, sat down and said, "Ayu and the others accepted the xplay order, do you know?"

"Ah? I don't know." Hanson was very surprised, "I remember the contract I signed with Ayu at that time, didn't there be an exclusive service clause?"

"Yeah, but you can't control people doing it secretly." Yan Su took out his mobile phone and showed Hanson a video, "The public relations department sent me, is this almost the same as our previous promotion. "

Hanson went over to take a look, and found that the video displayed was indeed very similar to a certain event of Capsule. The DJ invited was also the same style, but the store name and some details had changed.

After Yan Su finished playing, he put away his phone and said, "I just want him to know that after signing the contract, he should act according to the contract. It's not impossible to make money secretly, but isn't it a little bit to change our things for competing products?" immoral?"

Hanson understood why Yan Su's attitude was not very good just now, he nodded and said, "Well, that's not okay, xplay should have offended us last time because of your incident." He turned his head and looked at Jessi, "You just click on it in private Ayu and them."

Jessi said yes, and then asked them if they want to call a car to go to the hotel, and the reserved box should be there before 12:30.

Yan Su went straight back to the residence, and not long after receiving Cary, he came to the door.

"Mr. Yan, why did you come back suddenly last night? I was taken aback and thought I read it wrong." Cary exaggerated a little, but he didn't lie. He saw Yan Su's check-in information this morning and thought he had made a mistake. up.

"Well, I'll be here for a meeting in the morning." Yan Su stood at the door, not letting Cary in, "What's the matter?"

Cary is very good at observing words and expressions. He found that Yan Su didn't seem very excited, so he asked, "Let's see if there is anyone who needs service."

"No." After Yan Su finished speaking, he added: "If there is, I will tell you."

Cary didn't take it seriously, smiled and said yes, and then left quickly. He has been in this business for so many years, and he has seen so many strange guests. Yan Su's direct and blunt attitude is nothing.

After humming a song and returning to the office area, Cary ran into Jiang Yue. Jiang Yue didn't look very well, she was sitting in front of the computer and typing information, sneezing all the time.

"What's the matter, Chris?" Cary leaned over, "Cold?"

Jiang Yue didn't look up, hummed, and carefully entered the residents' information one by one. This was the work assigned by Annie after the meeting in the morning. The capsule cooperative nightclub invited a group of Internet celebrities and VIP customers, and the rooms needed to be arranged in advance.

He rubbed his nose, turned his head and sneezed again, then took out a mask from the drawer and put it on.

The symptoms started this morning. I didn't think it would be good to blow the sea breeze, but Jiang Yue still caught a cold, as long as it was manifested in lack of energy, sneezing and tears.

"Do you want to take a leave of absence? How do you work like this?" Cary asked with concern, "How about I come."

"It's okay." Jiang Yue shook her head, "Aren't you busy? I think the housing is full."

Cary shrugged, half leaned against Jiang Yue's small desk, and said in a low voice: "It's not busy, the guests in one building have gone out for a self-driving tour, and they will come back at ten o'clock in the evening, and the other building has not yet woken up. I don't need my services."

When Jiang Yue heard the name, she stopped her fingers for a second, and then sneezed again, bringing out some tears.

"Oh, really?"

"Yes, just now I thought he came back early, so I ran over to have a look, but he didn't let me in, so he stood at the door and told me." Cary patted Jiang Yue on the shoulder, deliberately imitating Yan Su He said in a rough voice, "I'll tell you if I have something."

Jiang Yue could imagine Yan Su's appearance.

"Look, that's what I said, I didn't catch his eyes." Cary shook her head and sighed, looking very regretful, "Which type does he like, it's annoying."

It's annoying, but Jiang Yue thinks that Cary doesn't really look bored, at least not as bored as herself.

After Cary stayed in the office for a while, Annie arranged for him to do other things and left, leaving Jiang Yue alone to enter the household information.

In order to avoid any omissions, he confirmed while typing, and it took a long time to submit it until the system passed it.

After finishing work, Jiang Yue rubbed his temples, but he still felt weak. He took out a thermometer from the medicine cabinet and took a test. The temperature was normal. After taking a sip of water from the water cup, Jiang Yue decided to talk to him first. Annie asked for a leave of absence and went back to the dormitory to sleep for a while.

Annie quickly passed his application for leave. Jiang Yue returned to the dormitory dragging her unwell body, and fell asleep on the bed until the night.

But Yan Su's day was not so easy.

During dinner, Hanson told him to pick up someone at the pier, and the two of them drove out. On the way, Yan Su asked him who he was, and Hanson hesitated for a long time before saying the word Zhao Yueyang.

"Why, it's been three years, it's really not possible." Hanson glanced at Yan Su and said, "I don't think you still miss Yu Xiao like this. Last time you even forgot his birthday."

"Didn't say I was thinking about it." Yan Su lowered his head and glanced at his phone. Jiang Yue's WeChat message was still a long time ago. He pressed the screen and threw it on the shelf, "Don't make up your mind."

"Oh, then I think you don't want to meet Yue Yang. In fact, you said that you and Yu Xiaona can't count on it. Yue Yang is sometimes a little..."

"Pretentious." Yan Su helped Hanson complete the two words, Hanson paused for a moment, shook his head without rebuttal.

"Hey, isn't Zhao Yueyang a good brother of mine? This time he happened to come to Prince Island to discuss a project, so I invited him to the opening party." Hanson explained: "I have another matter to discuss with you." He chatted."

"Yeah." Yan Su didn't make a sound.

After stopping at a red light, Hanson took a serious look at Yan Su, still looking blank, leaning here without any emotion.

It looked very unhappy, but Hanson didn't think it was because of Zhao Yueyang.

"What's the matter with you? Did you get entangled by some gay guy? Ben made trouble again?" Hanson asked.

Yan Su was silent for a moment, and when the red light turned green, Hanson thought that he didn't want to talk to him, cut off and continued to drive.

"I was dumped." Unexpectedly, less than halfway through the zebra crossing, Yan Su's indifferent voice sounded, "Jiang Yue, Chris, you have seen it."

"Fuck!" Hanson yelled, holding on to the steering wheel to try his best not to get emotional, and when he was completely on the opposite road with no one there, he slowed down and cursed again.

"Excited for what?" Yan Su asked in a low voice.

"Why are you as stupid as Zhao Yueyang? Why don't you give me any signal, just give me a stimulus?" Hanson raised his voice, he really doesn't understand why he always encounters this kind of thing, if it's in some game, he I suspect that I must be the kind of npc who sends tasks to people at the door of the wooden house. It is indispensable, but it is not important.

"Oh, is that so?" Yan Su changed his posture, and raised his finger again to remind Hanson to remember to change lanes, "If you ask me, I'll answer."

For a moment, Hanson didn't know whether to ask 'when did you get it' or 'how did you get dumped', he weighed it for a long time, and finally he could only say: "It's so fucking scary."

In fact, Yan Su seldom confides his emotional affairs to others, especially to Hanson. One reason is that he thinks there is nothing to say about such a very personal matter, and the other is that Hanson is a straight man who likes hot girls after all, even if they are Men, more or less, are still different.

But sitting in this car tonight, perhaps because Hanson played some very sad songs to catalyze Yan Su's little hypocrisy, he still chose to speak.

The story with Jiang Yue is not complicated, but when Yan Su tells it, he realizes that it is so simple that there is not much readability.

"That's it. I rushed back last night to find him to make up, but he told me it wasn't suitable." Yan Su said, "dumped me."

They waited for Zhao Yueyang to disembark in the parking area of ​​the pier. Hanson didn't speak for a long time after listening.

"I think...just my personal opinion. I don't know if I think the same as you guys." Hanson frowned, "Is your sentence 'If I were you, I would choose to resign'?" A little extreme?"

Yan Su didn't think about it that way.

"But that's what I thought at the time."

"Yeah, but Manager Jiang is not you. I think he is serious and cautious in his work, and I cherish it?" Hanson suddenly felt that Yan Su was more 'straight' than himself, "When my wife quarreled with me before Just said, don't impose your own ideas on her."

"What idea did you impose?" Yan Su remembered that Hanson was very kind to his wife, almost obedient to everything.

"Oh, I want her to accompany me to watch the Lord of the Rings trilogy." Hanson waved his hand, and was about to say something when he saw Zhao Yueyang walking this way, and he flashed the lights twice to signal him to come over.

Yan Su stopped talking, and while the co-pilot was looking at his phone, Zhao Yueyang directly opened the co-pilot's door, stared at Yan Su for a second, slammed the door, and sat in the back seat without saying anything.

The atmosphere in the carriage became more dignified, and Hanson felt that he should not bring Yan Su out.

The three people in the car didn't talk much, and Zhao Yueyang was obviously in a bad mood. After Hanson took him back to the hotel, he said that he would go to his room for a drink and watch the football game, and he had to drag Yan Su together.

After drinking two bottles of wine in the wine cabinet, he finally seemed less embarrassed. Hanson leaned on the sofa and spoke a lot more.

"Why don't you ask Yue Yang, don't you both...like men." Hanson hiccupped, pointed at Yan Su and said, "He broke up with his boyfriend, you can help me."

Zhao Yueyang glanced at Yan Su and didn't speak, and after a while he said, "What's the matter?"

"It's nothing." Yan Su didn't bother to say, and he was dizzy after drinking some wine, so he didn't really want to talk about it.

Zhao Yueyang seemed to be a different person after drinking, he suddenly stood up and walked in front of Yan Su, patted him on the shoulder and said, clinking the glass with him.

"Anyway, just don't worry about Yu Xiao."

Yan Su didn't bother to talk to him.

Zhao Yueyang didn't mind these things, and suddenly said: "Although I don't know what happened to you, but..."

"But what?" Hanson's eyes lit up.

Zhao Yueyang seemed a little embarrassed to say it, and after thinking for a long time, he said, "Why don't you try selling yourself?"

"..."

Hanson yelled at him for his bad idea, and said how could a person like Yan Su go to sell miserably, so he gave Zhao Yueyang a push, saying that it was better to watch the football game.

The three of them drank until after two o'clock in the morning, and Zhao Yueyang slept directly at Hanson's side, and Yan Su said that he wanted to go back, so he went to his own building alone.

When he was walking on the road, he finally had some time to think about the matter with Jiang Yue, but Yan Su couldn't think clearly.

After returning to the room, he didn't even bother to take a shower. He lay on the bed but couldn't fall asleep. All he could think about was Jiang Yue's face.

He has experienced the anger and incomprehension of his love partner. He can accept even an emotional person like Ben, but Jiang Yue's repetitions can't be digested quickly. He doesn't understand why he speaks the truth in love It won't work, it will cause resentment.

The only thing he can think about now is one thing, he misses Jiang Yue very much, he can't think about it.

In the dark room, Yan Su touched the mobile phone next to him. He opened the address book and dialed a number. He thought that no one would answer him, but the call was connected.

"Hello?" Jiang Yue said with a nasal voice, "What's wrong?"

Seeing that no one was talking, Jiang Yue fed him again. He lay under the quilt, pulled the phone away, and confirmed that he was still on the call.

"I drank too much and felt sick." Yan Su's voice came in a low voice, "Dizziness, unsteady standing, very uncomfortable."

Jiang Yue listened without saying a word. After sleeping all afternoon, he got a little better, but he still sneezed a little.

"Spit up twice."

"Lie down and can't sleep."

Jiang Yue finally lifted the quilt from the bed and sat up, held up her mobile phone and said, "Then I'll send you the hangover medicine."

"Okay." Yan Su quickly answered him.

Jiang Yue put on her clothes helplessly, went to the infirmary to get the standing hangover medicine, and walked to the villa area alone - there was no car at this late hour.

After the door opened, Yan Su appeared in front of him. He smelled of alcohol all over, and his eyes were red. He just stared at Jiang Yue like this, and within two seconds he pulled him closer into the room.

Jiang Yue was dragged into the bedroom by him, still holding the hangover medicine in his hand.

"How did you drink like this?" He asked worriedly, "I'll get you a glass of water, have you cleaned up where you vomited?"

What Jiang Yue couldn't deny was that after seeing Yan Su, the tyrannical impulse of last night was softened to the point where there was not much left.

Yan Su didn't speak, just pulled Jiang Yue's wrist to prevent him from leaving, and then fell down on the bed.

There was no light in the bedroom, only a little light came in from the bathroom, like the night they had sex for the first time.

Yan Su suddenly pulled Jiang Yue hard, dragged Jiang Yue onto the bed, and hugged her in his arms carelessly.

After all, Yan Su's skill of "selling miserable" is still very poor. After seeing Jiang Yue, he couldn't say anything pitiful. He just wanted to hug him like this.

A sentence that Ben once said flashed through his mind: "I really owed you in my previous life to like you so much."

Yan Su didn't think so at the time, thinking that Ben was purely moved by himself, but not now.

"Did I owe you something in my previous life?" Yan Su hugged Jiang Yue, rubbed his lips against his cheek, and said next to his ear.

What did Jiang Yue ask him?

Yan Su hugged him tighter, and said in a low voice, "Why do you like you so much?"

The whispers were caught in the scorching breath mixed with the smell of alcohol, and Jiang Yue was so shaken that it was difficult to breathe.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have lost my temper with you like that, and I shouldn't have told you to resign." Yan Su continued, "Can you stop being angry?"

Jiang Yue had a sore nose and took a deep breath. He found that when he was hugged by Yan Su, he couldn't think of anything.

Blinking his eyes, he raised his hand and grabbed Yan Su's arm across his chest, squeezed it and said, "I went too far yesterday."

Yan Su didn't know if he heard it, so he hummed lightly, Jiang Yue opened his eyes wide and looked at the dark room, and said, "Maybe I'm not in a good mood recently."

Jiang Yue suddenly realized that even if she subconsciously wanted to protect herself, she still couldn't resist Yan Su's hug.

To be caught in the net is not to be forced, but to get into it willingly.