The two factories we visited next both had problems, both big and small.
After inspecting the area, Ye Jianglin's face was terribly sour.
Later on, whether he adapted or not, he never felt unwell again after arriving in the new place.
On the contrary, Yi Mu, whose physical condition was not good to begin with, walked from the south to the north on the last day.
It was raining and the temperature dropped sharply, so Yimu caught a cold.
He initially concealed his health condition until the inspection tour ended.
When Ye Jianglin proposed leaving, the company's leaders and executives were exceptionally enthusiastic in inviting him to dinner, insisting that he not let him go.
Yi Mu was at his physical limit; his face was flushed, and the breath he exhaled from his nose was scalding hot.
Ye Jianglin generally doesn't participate in social events that aren't for business purposes.
Ye Jianglin refused.
The person in charge, however, persisted, glancing at Yi Mu and saying something vague.
"Does Mr. Ye find us men less pleasing to the eye than Assistant Yi, or less attentive to your needs?"
Ye Jianglin frowned, not understanding where these words came from.
Yi Mu understood. He saw the displeasure on the other person's face and lowered his eyebrows.
This group of people not only suspected that Ye Jianglin was gay, but also suspected that he was having an affair with Ye Jianglin.
A bunch of grown men, they think even more than gossipy women.
In order to clear himself of suspicion, Yi Mu persuaded Ye Jianglin: "President, you must be tired from your journey. Since President Zhou and the others have extended such a warm invitation, why don't you go and relax?"
Before Ye Jianglin could say anything, Yi Mu had already draped his coat over his shoulders.
Ye Jianglin put on his coat and felt that Yi Mu's complexion seemed too ruddy, making him look unhealthy.
He guessed that Yimu must be sick and told him, "Get some rest when you get back to the hotel."
Upon seeing this scene, Mr. Zhou and his group, who were standing on the other side, raised their eyebrows in unison.
It seems the rumors are pretty much true. This Assistant Yi has indeed won the president's favor. I'll have to work hard to curry favor with him in the future.
After returning to the hotel and taking his medicine, Yi Mu fell asleep as soon as he touched the bed.
In the half-awake state, he felt someone touch his forehead.
This person's method was very familiar to him, as if someone had done it many times before.
Yi Mu took his hand out from under the covers and grasped that hand.
The owner of the hand seemed startled and tried to pull it back.
Yi Mu muttered unconsciously, "Xie Tuoyu, you've got some nerve?"
Who is Xie Tuoyu?
Ye Jianglin reeked of alcohol, and his usually expressionless face showed a hint of confusion.
Northern men can drink a lot; several people at the table were drinking with him all by himself.
Ye Jianglin was originally a decent drinker, but he was forced to drink until he was drunk by a series of drinking games.
Back at the hotel, he would have gone to the wrong room if the front desk hadn't reminded him.
Although Ye Jianglin was drunk, he still remembered that Yi Mu seemed to be feeling unwell.
He reached out to Yi Mu's bedside, wanting to touch his forehead to see if he had a fever.
Suddenly his hand was grabbed, and he instinctively pulled it back, only to hear Yi Mu say an unfamiliar name.
Ye Jianglin and Yi Mu have been together since childhood, almost inseparable.
They attended the same schools, were in the same class from elementary to high school, lived together, and ate together.
Their social circles largely overlapped, and they knew roughly the same people.
Ye Jianglin was certain that he did not know anyone named Xie Tuoyu.
The name Yi Mu mentioned is very likely someone he knew from the voice acting field.
Thinking of this, Ye Jianglin instantly became displeased.
As if possessed, he pinched Yi Mu's face twice, not with much force, just to vent his anger.
The next second, the hand that grabbed Ye Jianglin hooked around his neck.
With a little effort, she pulled his head down and pressed her soft lips against Ye Jianglin's.
Yi Mu was delirious from the fever, while Ye Jianglin was too slow to react.
He opened his mouth in surprise, only to have his mischievous tongue sneak in.
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