Song Chenyu's idea coincided with Jing Shaoci's. At the last board meeting, two directors felt that now was a good opportunity to occupy the electronic market of Country A, and repeatedly proposed to increase the budget.
Now Song Chenyu has made such a detailed data report, which has given those two old antiques a hard time.
Jing Shaoci thought of this and nodded at Song Chenyu.
Song Chenyu looked at the president's eyes and knew that his hard work during this period was not in vain, and he couldn't help but smile.
At this moment, Jing Shaoci suddenly felt a cool breeze on the back of his neck.
He didn't think much about it, just thought that the company's central air conditioning was turned on a little bit today.
Yan Zixiu's eyes passed between the two of them, and then looked at the notebook screen again.
The financial meeting lasted for more than an hour. After it was over, everyone stood up and walked out of the meeting room.
Song Chenyu deliberately stayed until the end. Just as Jing Shaoci stood up, he gathered the materials in front of him.
"President, regarding the plan for the marketing department, I think there are some issues that should be discussed further."
It was almost 11:30 now. If they chatted for a while, Song Chenyu would have the opportunity to take the opportunity to invite him to lunch.
Jing Shaoci was about to speak when he suddenly felt his hand being touched.
He was stunned for a moment, then looked at Yan Zixiu excitedly and stiffly.
Little Taoist, is he secretly taking advantage of him? !
Yan Zixiu pretended to collect the materials in front of Jing Shaoci, but in fact he did it to interrupt the conversation between the two.
Seeing his lover's still cold expression, Jing Shaoci began to doubt again.
Did they bump into each other accidentally?
At this time, Song Chenyu coughed lightly, which just diverted his attention.
Jing Shaoci remembered that he had not finished talking about the topic just now, so he said in a deep voice: "As for the details, you can come to my office later..."
Before he finished speaking, Jing Shaoci's foot was stepped on again.
Yan Zixiu didn't even look at him. While continuing his hand movements, he said in a cold tone: "Sorry, I didn't notice."
At this time, Song Chenyu shifted his gaze to the inconspicuous little secretary in front of him for the first time.
Saying inconspicuous does not mean to belittle at all.
Apart from the suit, the secretary's face couldn't be more ordinary. He was the kind of person whose appearance you couldn't remember no matter how many times you saw him.
He looked Yan Zixiu up and down, and then said, "President, is this... the new secretary?"
Hearing him asking about Yan Zixiu, Jing Shaoci subconsciously raised the corners of his lips, "Yes, new today."
Song Chenyu was stunned for a moment, and his heartbeat began to become chaotic.
This smile is for him.
He didn't even think of the second possibility. After all, there were only three of them in the conference room. A secretary who was extremely ordinary and disorganized in his work could not be a reason at all.
At this time, Song Chenyu's expression was seen by Yan Zixiu. He lowered his eyes and put away the coldness in his eyes.
Finally, Song Chenyu walked into the president's office openly.
After Yan Zixiu returned to the secretary's office, he sat in his chair without saying a word. The other three exchanged glances and then hurried to work.
At the same time, a seven-person chat group called [No. 1 Information Group] became lively.
Administrative Secretary: [Why did I suddenly feel that my wife was unhappy when I went downstairs for a meeting?] Conference Secretary
: [The president was scary enough when he had a cold face. Now I feel that my wife has a stronger aura...]
Assistant Secretary: [I feel it too (shivering)]
Marketing Secretary: [What? Who? Where is the wife, whose wife?]
Administrative Secretary: [President's wife (smile)]
Information Secretary: [!!!]
Legal Assistant: [!!! ]
HR Manager: [!!!]
Conference Secretary: [Raise my hand to say something off topic, the wife is so beautiful that the sky will burst, and she is so handsome that you are afraid of embarrassing her when you talk to her face to face.]
The conference secretary had just typed the last period when Yan Zixiu suddenly stood up from his seat, scaring her so much that she almost fell off the keyboard.
"I'm going to the tea room, do you need anything?"
The administrative secretary quickly replied, "Mr. Yan is too polite, we don't need anything."
Good guy, who dares to let the president's wife serve you?
A cup of coffee for the wife today, tomorrow's rice bowl will be blown away.
Before leaving the secretary's office, Yan Zixiu asked them a question.
A few minutes later, he knocked on the door of the president's office with a tray.
"Come in."
Before opening the door, Yan Zixiu used his spiritual power to make the talisman in his pocket work again.
Jing Shaoci and Song Chenyu were sitting face to face with documents spread out in front of them.
When Yan Zixiu knocked on the door, the two were talking about a crucial point, so after he came in, the two sides did not stop.
"What you said was also mentioned in the report submitted by the research supervisor two days ago." Jing Shaoci's expression was a little cold when he spoke.
Song Chenyu immediately grasped the point and said, "This shows that the marketing department is also aware of this problem, otherwise they would not spend time doing this level of research."
Jing Shaoci tapped the table with his slender index finger. At this time, Yan Zixiu had already placed a cup of coffee in front of Song Chenyu.
Song Chenyu put his hands on his crossed legs, and took this opportunity to look down at the time on his watch.
"President, it's almost 12 o'clock now, why don't we have lunch together..."
Before he could finish his words, his throat suddenly blocked.
Because Yan Zixiu brought the cup to Jing Shaoci's mouth and said coldly: "President, drink coffee."
Jing Shaoci then noticed that the person who came in was Yan Zixiu. He raised his eyes to look at his lover's face, and then lowered his head to drink.
A sip of coffee, hot and bitter, made his tongue numb.
But even so, Jing Shaoci still took a second sip.
Just as he was about to continue drinking, Yan Zixiu retracted his wrist.
Song Chenyu's hand was already tightly clenched on the armrest, and even the blue veins on the back of his hand bulged.
Yan Zixiu glanced at him seemingly unintentionally, then prepared to go out with the cup.
"Yan... Secretary, what do you want to eat for lunch?"
Yan Zixiu did not stop, and said in a flat tone: "It's up to you."
After the door closed, Song Chenyu felt like a piece of ice was pressing on his chest.
He tried to calm down his emotions and said tentatively: "This secretary seems to be very unusual."
Jing Shaoci's eyes were still looking at the door at this time, and he said: "My family is willing to pamper her."
In one sentence, the meaning of what was said was completely contrary to what was heard.
In Song Chenyu's understanding, this new secretary might be the son of a wealthy family or a relative of a director. He was spoiled at home, so he was so bad at his job.
Just when he was about to speak again, a melodious piano piece sounded inside the group.
This was to remind employees that it was time for lunch break.
Song Chenyu seized the opportunity to talk about lunch, but unexpectedly Jing Shaoci changed his usual indifference and calmness, stood up and walked directly to the door.
The other three secretaries had already left two minutes earlier out of courtesy, and only Yan Zixiu was sitting alone in the secretary's office.
Jing Shaoci walked to his desk and said in a teasing tone, "Secretary Yan."
Yan Zixiu stood up and said in a frosty voice, "What do you want me to do?"
Jing Shaoci then noticed that something was wrong with him, and immediately went around the table and said, "Yan Yan, what's wrong with you?"
Yan Zixiu stared at his black eyes without blinking, and said, "You didn't look at me when I came in just now."
Jing Shaoci immediately said, "When you fed me coffee..."
"I mean when I just came in." Yan Zixiu interrupted him coldly, "You were looking at that Song Chenyu."
A vague thought flashed through Jing Shaoci's mind in an instant, but it was too fast for him to catch it.
"We were talking about something at that time." He held Yan Zixiu's hand and whispered, "You made me concentrate on my work."
Yan Zixiu looked at him like this, and then suddenly rested his forehead on his shoulder.
"Jing Shaoci, I don't feel well."
Jing Shaoci's heart suddenly tightened, and then he immediately raised his hands to hug him and said, "Where do you feel uncomfortable? Why didn't you tell me earlier? I'll take you to the hospital now, okay?"
Feeling that the other party cared about him as usual, Yan Zixiu reached his hand into Jing Shaoci's suit jacket, and his fingers moved from the waist to the back.
"I'm just, I'm hungry."
Jing Shaoci asked him again while breathing a sigh of relief. After getting a positive answer, he patted Yan Zixiu's back and said, "Then I'll take you to lunch now."
"Okay."
The two of them tidied themselves up and walked towards the private elevator together.
"Yanyan, what do you want to eat?"
As soon as the words fell, Yan Zixiu's footsteps suddenly paused.
His neck turned a very small arc, as if he heard something behind him but couldn't hear it clearly.
Jing Shaoci was about to ask him, but Yan Zixiu leaned close to his ear and said, "You can eat anything, as long as you feed me."
Just because of these few words, Jing Shaoci's half body was numb.
He knew that the little Taoist priest had never thought of the other level, but such words with strong hints really made him imagine.
At this time, Song Chenyu was standing not far behind the two of them.
Although there was still some distance, he saw Yan Zixiu's face clearly.
The man in the new secretary's suit was the president's scandal target-Yan Zixiu.
Although he didn't know when the other party showed up and when he changed clothes with the new secretary.
But he knew that he lost, and lost completely.
Because he had never seen the president look at anyone with such eyes.
Focused, gentle, and even an almost obsessive addiction.
At this moment, Yan Zixiu's lips slightly raised, the sun shone on the two of them through the French windows, everything was just right to the extreme, leaving no room for any gaps.
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Half an hour later, Yan Zixiu and Jing Shaoci sat in the private room.
Originally, Jing Shaoci wanted to take him to another restaurant, but when waiting for the red light at an intersection, Yan Zixiu suddenly pointed to a Japanese restaurant outside the window and said, "Let's go to this one."
The restaurant was well decorated, and the private room with tatami was also very large.
After the waiter finished serving the dishes, Jing Shaoci put a piece of eel on the small plate in front of Yan Zixiu and said, "I remember you don't like eating raw food."
Yan Zixiu didn't say anything else, just hummed softly, then picked up the grilled eel with chopsticks.
After eating for a while, Yan Zixiu suddenly asked, "How long has Song Chenyu been in the company?"
Jing Shaoci thought about it, and when he was about to answer, his eyes suddenly sank.
"This is the second time you mentioned him today."
For some reason, Yan Zixiu suddenly wanted to laugh.
He put down his chopsticks, looked at him and said, "He has a crush on you, haven't you noticed it yet?"
Jing Shaoci's black eyes narrowed for a moment, but within a few seconds, a huge surprise hit his heart.
Thinking of all the abnormalities of Yan Zixiu in the morning, his Adam's apple couldn't help but move up and down.
"Yan Yan, you..." Jing Shaoci's breath was filled with anxiety, "Are you jealous?"
At this moment, Yan Zixiu really felt how deep Jing Shaoci's love for him was.
Because even when confirming such a thing, the other party's tone was cautious.
So he looked into Jing Shaoci's eyes and said word by word: "Well, I'm jealous, I'm uncomfortable, I'm not happy, I can't stand you looking at him for one more time."
Even, he was full of resentment.
Yan Zixiu did not say the last sentence because he was afraid that the darkness in his heart would tarnish the other person.
After saying this, he lowered his eyes, and then whispered: "Do you know why I chose this restaurant?"
Yan Zixiu asked himself and answered: "Because I know that I can lie down in the compartment here."
He took a deep breath, and then said: "If I detect that you have any preference for him, then today," he paused for a moment, then said: "You will not be able to leave here."
After hearing these words, Jing Shaoci stared at him for a long time, and then asked: "If I have any intention of liking Song Chenyu, are you going to beat me?"
"No."
Yan Zixiu raised his eyes and clearly uttered four words: "I took you by force."
Before, Jing Shaoci could not understand how Yin Qinghe could teach a disciple like Yan Zixiu.
Now he finally understood that the young Taoist priest was a better student than his teacher.
Yin Qinghe was at most a firecracker, but Yan Zixiu was definitely a deep-sea torpedo.
Before they finished lunch, Jing Shaoci directly pulled Yan Zixiu out of the restaurant.
He drove all the way home at lightning speed, and then dragged him directly into the bedroom.
The buttons on Yan Zixiu's suit jacket fell to the ground, and then the buttons on his shirt fell off.
Just when Jing Shaoci was about to lose control, Yan Zixiu pushed him away and said, "Take a bath."
Jing Shaoci immediately put his lips on hers again, kissing her and saying, "Why are you taking a bath? You are not allowed..."
But Yan Zixiu insisted on his chest and said, "It's important."
In this matter, Jing Shaoci could never win over his lover.
After Yan Zixiu entered the bathroom, he also ran to the guest room on the third floor and took a shower as quickly as possible.
When he came back, he found that the other party was even faster than him and had already laid down in the quilt.
Jing Shaoci looked at Yan Zixiu's exposed shoulders, and his heart began to beat violently in his chest.
What happened next completely made him lose his mind.
Jing Shaoci only remembered that the last sentence Yan Zixiu said was: "Open your mouth."
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