Yan Xianjue's eyes instantly turned into one of disgust. Under the expectant gazes of his classmates, he slowly uttered a few words: "No, I'm here to eat for free."
Yan Yian nodded.
Classmates: “…”
What does your nod mean?
You don't really believe it!
The two brothers' conversation lasted no more than five sentences, but their classmates were filled with at least dozens of complaints in their minds.
Unless they saw it with their own eyes, they would never believe that Yan Xianjue and Yan Yian got along like this.
Although they are all of the same generation, the age difference makes their impression of Yan Yian actually come entirely from the elders in their family.
What a tough businessman, a cunning fox in the negotiation field, and a ruthless manager.
But no one has ever told them that someone like Yan Yian would simply say something like "I was wrong".
Not to mention those issues like "getting used to the living here, what you need, making friends", most of them have spent more time with housekeepers and nannies than with their parents since they were young.
How could they have imagined that the president, who made tens of millions of dollars every minute, would ask such a nanny-like question.
Yan Xianjue didn't care about their fuss.
Yan Yian was just getting started. When they went to see how Zhou Ye's second uncle was talking about Zhou Ye, they realized that his eldest brother had become very restrained.
In fact, for a long time, he suspected that this was an occupational disease of the CEO profession.
Yan Yian seemed to have just realized that the huddled little quail balls were really afraid of him. He stood up and said to Yan Xianjue, "Since you have something to do today, I'll go back to the company first."
Yan Xianjue frowned. "You're back to the company so late? Is there anything urgent that requires you to work overtime overnight?"
Yan Yian raised the corner of his mouth: "That's not the case."
Yan Xianjue made the decision for him: "Then don't work overtime, go home, or stay for dinner."
A small whimpering sound came from the students: "Oh no, no, did anyone bring stomach medicine? I don't think I can eat in front of Mr. Yan's face."
"Shut up, I shouldn't have come today!"
“Who would have thought of this?”
Fortunately, Yan Yian was not interested in eating with a group of kids like them.
"I won't disturb you from playing with your friends."
Then he pulled out a certificate from his wallet and handed it to Yan Xianjue: "Your diagnosis certificate."
Yan Xianjue: "...Admit it, this is the main reason you came here today."
He complained, but his body honestly reached out to take it. He opened it and saw that it said, "If you are weak, you should not participate in strenuous exercise."
Yan Xianjue: “…”
He folded the certificate again, out of sight, out of mind. He swore that he would never let a fourth person see this certificate!!!
"You can go now." Yan Xianjue said expressionlessly.
After admiring the feathers of his own little birds standing on end, Yan Yian left happily.
The sound of one person breathing a sigh of relief is not loud, but when a group of people breathe a sigh of relief at the same time, the sound becomes particularly noticeable.
Yan Xianjue: "Look at how useless you are."
Zhou also agreed: "Yes, yes, Brother Yan doesn't eat people."
Qi Tianchou pointed out: "You are talking so easily now, but you were clearly squeezed in with us just now."
Zhou Ye: "I did that to fit in with the group."
Before the two of them could continue talking, Yan Xianjue decisively stopped the topic from evolving further: "Are you still going to play games?"
"Fight, fight, fight."
A group of people walked into the computer room, no, the e-sports room.
Zhou Ye whispered to Yan Xianjue, "Isn't it said that military training is to cultivate everyone's collective consciousness? Why do I feel that your elder brother is more effective than the instructor?"
"After being scared by him like that, I feel like everyone's relationship has become much closer."
Yan Xianjue: "...I'm going to tell my elder brother that you're saying bad things about him behind his back!"
Zhou Ye gritted his teeth and said, "You're a snitch! You've been a snitch since you were a kid!"
Yan Xianjue looked at him righteously, his eyes full of "Not convinced? If you're not convinced, go and complain!"
Zhou Ye: “…”
Zhou Ye shut up and emptied his mind.
Not everyone who files a complaint will be successful.
For example, when he went to complain, his father would just say he was stupid and tell him to find a way to retaliate himself.
He couldn't retaliate, so he chose to become friends with the little tattletale and told her not to complain.
Zhou Ye closed his eyes peacefully.
Ji Xi too.
Ji Xi closed his eyes and opened them again several times, but still couldn't believe what he saw.
He called the head of the public relations department and directly ordered: "Take down the trending search."
The public relations director on the other side was also extremely anxious.
Logically speaking, information about Yan Xianjue is rarely released directly by the media, and most of it is screened by them.
There will be no situation where the hot search cannot be removed.
The PR director said bitterly, "Boss Ji, it's not that I don't want to withdraw, it's just that the heat just can't be reduced."
They all knew that this was not an normal situation.
Ji Xi frowned: "Can you find out who is behind this?"
Having said that, he had already directly suspected the Lin family.
Public Relations Director: "Sorry, Mr. Ji, we haven't found anything yet."
Ji Xi pinched his brows and said, "I understand. Please handle it according to the normal procedures first. I will communicate with Yan Xianjue."
"Okay, Mr. Ji."
Yan Xianjue was also surprised when he received the call: "I was photographed?"
He recalled that he had spent a day of military training quietly without even asking for leave to rest.
He was very puzzled: "What's wrong with me?"
Ji Xi: "Someone filmed over 20 luxury cars leaving your school's gate, and their route was also filmed to be the same as your car's."
Yan Xianjue immediately realized something: "Someone is deliberately staking out and filming me?"
Ji Xi: "That should be it."
"Didn't Uncle Lu notice?"
Yan Xianjue: "No, what are people saying online now?"
Ji Xi swiped the screen and read the latest two messages to Yan Xianjue.
"Most people are criticizing the wealthy second generation for bringing extravagant lifestyles into school."
"Also, didn't you guys miss a lot of military training this morning? Students from the same school also exposed this."
Yan Xianjue narrowed his eyes.
"Okay, I got it. I'll post something myself later."
"The company can just forward it directly."
"Go check with Lin Lang. I've offended him recently."
Ji Xi immediately asked, "Where's Lin Shi?"
Yan Xianjue: "Don't worry about him."
After hanging up the phone, Yan Xianjue glanced at the other people in the room.
Student A rubbed his arms and said, "Why do I suddenly feel a little hairy on my back?"
Another classmate: "Me too. Is it because the air conditioner is too cold?"
Yan Xianjue watched them playfully and sneered, "Haha."
"I have a good news and a bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?"
Qi Tianchou raised his hand obediently like a good student: "Since they are all bad news, does the order of the news matter?"
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