An hour ago.
Xiao Ye hurriedly walked into the office building where Shenxin Entertainment was located and came to the 30th floor.
Walking out of the elevator, the corridor was quiet, with only the corridor lights still illuminating the empty office area.
It is now past eight o'clock in the evening and all the employees in the company have gone off work.
Xiao Ye sighed and walked towards Yang Jiaxin's office.
It was originally his turn to have a day off today. Yang Jiaxin has four personal assistants, and in principle, two of them take turns working for the day.
However, the actual working hours of the four people depend entirely on Yang Jiaxin's mood.
For example, Xiao Ye, he works the most hours among the four people.
Because Yang Jiaxin summoned him almost every day, Xiao Ye's rest period was almost meaningless.
Moreover, Yang Jiaxin likes to have him serve her alone. Xiao Ye's workload can be said to be increasing day by day, while the other three are very leisurely, basically earning their wages by having fun.
But what puzzled Xiao Ye was that the other three people not only had no gratitude towards him, but were full of hostility towards him.
But for Xiao Ye, the important thing is that the salary of this job is really good. If he is patient, he can earn money. It is better than asking the uncles and aunts in the village to continue to contribute to his living expenses.
Moreover, I was able to save a lot of money and pay back all the money I owed to my uncles and aunts.
In the near future, maybe I can even bring my parents to live in Kyoto and let them see this prosperous world.
So, even though he was having dinner just now, he rushed to Shenxin Company as soon as he received Yang Jiaxin's call.
Walking along the quiet corridor, Xiao Ye arrived outside Yang Jiaxin's office and knocked gently on the door.
"Sister Yang, I'm Xiao Ye."
"Come in."
Liu Feng's voice came from inside. Xiao Ye pushed the door open and went in. Liu Feng was the only one in the luxuriously decorated office. Yang Jiaxin was not there.
"She's talking about something upstairs, please wait here."
Liu Feng was looking at his cell phone. He glanced at Xiao Ye, said something casually and ignored him.
Xiao Ye sat down on the sofa, feeling a little restrained. Shenxin Company paid great attention to seniority, and a new assistant like him was not qualified to enter the artist's office.
Moreover, for some reason, he always felt that Liu Feng's tone seemed a bit strange when he said "Yang Jiaxin is discussing something upstairs".
The 31st floor is the office of the company's boss Chen Qiao and his secretary.
Why is Yang Jiaxin still in Mr. Chen’s office so late?
What are you talking about?
Xiao Ye felt a little bored sitting there, and suddenly he remembered some rumors.
It is said that Mr. Chen's office is the most luxurious place in the company. It not only has complete office facilities, but also is equipped with a kitchen and two bedrooms, where he can cook and sleep. Therefore, Mr. Chen often does not go home and lives in the company.
Xiao Ye heard that someone saw a beautiful female secretary coming out of Mr. Chen's office early in the morning...
Of course, there are rumors about bosses and female secretaries in almost every company. Xiao Ye just listened to them and didn't think about them deeply.
Hearing that Yang Jiaxin was still in Mr. Chen's office so late, I subconsciously felt a little curious.
But seeing Liu Feng's unusually cold expression, he suppressed the urge to ask.
After sitting in silence for half an hour, Yang Jiaxin finally came back.
She was wearing stockings and a short skirt today, with a tight blue sweater on her upper body, which highlighted her plump figure. Her slightly curly long hair seemed to have just been specially trimmed and looked extremely neat.
The makeup on her face is very delicate, as if it was just applied.
Xiao Ye had worked in an entertainment company for more than half a year and had some understanding of the makeup of female stars, so he could tell at a glance that Yang Jiaxin had just touched up her makeup.
Didn’t she go to Mr. Chen’s office to discuss something?
How does it affect the makeup?
"Has it been agreed?"
Liu Feng stood up and asked.
When Yang Jiaxin saw Xiao Ye, her slightly cloudy peach blossom eyes lit up slightly, but she didn't speak to him. She nodded to Liu Feng and said a little tiredly:
"Let's go."
Then she took out the car keys from her bag and threw them to Xiao Ye, saying, "Take me home."
Xiao Ye quickly caught the car keys that were thrown to him. Liu Feng suddenly said to Xiao Ye:
"Go down and start the car first, and wait for us to come down."
Xiao Ye nodded, knowing that there were some things Liu Feng didn't want him to hear, so he turned and walked towards the office door.
"etc."
Yang Jiaxin called out to Xiao Ye.
"I'm tired and don't want to walk. Carry me down."
She waved towards Xiao Ye, who was stunned for a moment. Yang Jiaxin said impatiently:
"Deaf?"
Xiao Ye had no choice but to walk over and squat down.
Seeing that he was very obedient, Yang Jiaxin smiled and lay on Xiao Ye's back.
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, she put her arms around Xiao Ye's neck and pressed her chest tightly against Xiao Ye's back.
Xiao Ye's body stiffened in an instant. He could clearly feel something very suggestive pressing on his back.
For many men, being able to have such close contact with the queen Yang Jiaxin is undoubtedly a dream come true.
However, Xiao Ye did not feel his heart beating faster, but instead frowned.
Yang Jiaxin smelled strongly of cigarettes.
And it wasn't the kind of women's cigarettes she usually smoked, but the smell of men's cigarettes.
"Be careful not to be photographed, it will have a bad impact."
Liu Feng's face also looked a little bad, and he couldn't help but remind him.
"Let's go."
Yang Jiaxin ignored Liu Feng, but hugged Xiao Ye tighter, even resting her head on Xiao Ye's shoulder, and gave orders.
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