Wang Chi waited for a few days but did not receive a reply from Chao Juan. The crew had already started work, and because it was a fairy tale drama, props, locations, etc. were a huge expense every day, and he could not delay the filming process for the sake of a female lead who had no news for the time being.
Yan Yongwang received a call from Wang Chi, but he was still in the company at the time and couldn't "change his identity" immediately. He could only hang up the phone and then sent a text message to politely refuse.
It's funny to say that because this wonderful and mysterious "transformation" would instantly turn him from a 1.89-meter-tall, 80-kilogram man into a 1.69-meter-tall, 100-kilogram-weight woman, he was very cautious every time he transformed - the situation on the 30th of last month was special, because there was too much official business that month, and he transformed as soon as he got home from work, but there was not enough time. To make matters worse, he couldn't shirk the business meeting, so he had to schedule it.
Fortunately, Secretary Shen and his business partners did not see "Chao Juan" wearing "Yan Yongwang"'s suit in the end, otherwise he would not know how to explain it - in just over ten minutes, a grown man's clothes were all on a lady.
Yan Yongwang's daily life is very busy. As the president of the company, he has to read international and domestic news on his way to breakfast every morning, and then pay attention to the day's foreign exchange and stock market trends. After arriving at the company, he also has to meet with clients and interact with business partners.
He has almost no free time, and the same goes for his secretary Shen He, who works around the clock to follow his pace.
Time passed quickly, and Shen He booked a flight to Ancheng last week in the early morning.
Nine o'clock in the evening.
Yan Yongwang sat in the car and pinched his nose bone with his fingers. He was tired for a moment, then became energetic again: "Did you bring the documents for this afternoon?"
He planned to take care of some business while riding to the airport.
Shen He was sitting on the other side of him and said politely, "No more."
Yan Yongwang was confused: "It was just delivered to my desk this afternoon. I haven't even reviewed it yet. Has it been resolved?"
Shen He looked at him, he was silent for a moment, and said: "Boss, you need to rest now."
"I'm fine, nothing serious—" Chen He's expression was very disapproving. Yan Yongwang held him for two seconds, then reluctantly relaxed his shoulders and sighed, "You checked it for me, right?"
The driver was driving in the front with a partition raised in the middle, so he couldn't hear the conversation between the two people in the back seat.
Shen He said: "Yes, I checked it for you."
He said calmly: "
The plane took off at 11pm and landed at 1am, so it took half an hour to get to the hotel.
"I have already arranged tomorrow's schedule."
"There is no business for you to attend to between now and tomorrow."
"You can take a rest first." After hesitating for a while, Shen He still said the second half of the sentence, which seemed too intimate. "Madam and Mr. will not want to see you like this when you go to see them."
Yan Yongwang looked out the window in silence. The city at night was shrouded in an inexplicable depression. He said calmly, "Okay."
Chen He looked at him worriedly. Yan Yongwang smiled at him for a moment, then quickly stopped smiling.
He whispered, "Then I'll rest first, and call me at the airport."
He fell asleep very quickly, and even when he was asleep, his brows were slightly wrinkled. Chen He looked at him without emotion, but he couldn't help but sigh at his amazing handsomeness: his eyebrows and eyelashes were black and thick, his eye sockets were deep, his nose was high, and his bone structure was excellent. After closing his eyes, that beautiful and gloomy temperament faded a little, but his outline was still cold and hard, like a carefully carved sculpture.
The young president closed his eyes and the car drove steadily until they were almost at the airport. Then he opened his eyes. When he opened his eyes, there was no drowsiness in his pupils as would be seen by someone who had just woken up. Instead, he was clear-headed.
Chen He couldn't help but wonder, "Boss, were you asleep just now?"
President Yan, who always had a good temper, nodded to the secretary who had served the Yan family for fifteen years, and said, "I had a good rest."
"Let's go." Without letting Secretary Shen carry the luggage alone, he took out the suitcase from the trunk of the car first and walked towards the security check with big strides.
Shen He hurried to catch up.
The flow of people at the capital's airport late at night was not too large, but not too small either. Their figures were extremely conspicuous among the crowd: a handsome, tall, cold-faced handsome man and a handsome guy who was half a head shorter than him were walking side by side, and seemed to be whispering something.
It was not until the two figures entered the VIP waiting room that the passers-by reluctantly withdrew their gazes.
Someone recognized the tallest of the two people: "That's Yan Yongwang, my husband!"
"What do you mean, your husband?"
"Oh, it's the president of Yan's Group! The handsome and rich one!"
The gossip about the two people ignited the quiet airport in the capital late at night. Someone took a photo of the two people from behind and posted it on Weibo: "Surprise! Today I saw President Yan and a handsome guy waiting for the flight together!"
The Weibo account, which originally had few followers, instantly went viral, with many passers-by leaving comments under this Weibo post.
"So handsome, how can he be so handsome!"
"Just your back is enough for me to lick three thousand times!"
"Who secretly took photos of me and my husband? [Angry]"
…
Among the comments, someone was sharp-eyed and recognized the handsome guy next to Yan Yongwang by looking at his back: "I know the handsome guy next to him. He was the secretary next to my husband's parents a few years ago!"
At the same time, a photo of Yan Chi and his wife appearing in the news a few years ago at the opening ceremony of a shopping mall was released.
Chen He was standing not far from the two of them.
In addition to those who were full of rainbow farts and busy claiming and snatching husbands, some people began to discuss whether the people around Yan Yongwang were all so good-looking:
"You are a good-looking guy, but I have one question. I heard that Yan Yongwang's secretaries are as good-looking as celebrities, right?"
"Upstairs, I'll reveal the real news to you. The chief secretary of the secretariat of Yan's headquarters has raised the appearance of the secretariat to a higher level."
"Oh, I forgot to mention that the handsome guy in the background picture is the chief secretary. [doge]"
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Ancheng, suburban cemetery.
The Maybach drove smoothly onto the road. It began to drizzle. Chen He got out of the car first, opened the door and opened an umbrella.
Two grown men couldn't hold one umbrella, so they each held a black umbrella and walked towards the tomb of Yan Chi and his wife.
The Maybach was parked on the side of the road. The cemetery was a few hundred meters away and it would take a few minutes to walk there.
Yan Yongwang had a blank expression on his face, dressed in black, and his leather shoes made slight noises on the stone road.
They walked in silence to the grave. The tombstone had his parents' surnames written on it. The tension he had been holding when he got off the car finally relaxed at this moment, and Yan Yongwang felt his eyes slightly warm.
He bowed his head in the rain and laid down lilies in front of the grave.
Chen He said, "Boss, I'll go get something from the car first." He smiled apologetically, as if he had just remembered, and walked towards the car, considerately leaving him alone.
Yan Yong looked at him in a daze, and Shen He left quickly.
"Dad, Mom..." Yan Yongwang called in a low voice. After he said these two words, he didn't know what to say. He slowly squatted in front of the tombstone and stroked the photo of the couple on it.
The man in the photo is handsome and passionate, with a smile in his eyes; the woman has bright eyes and a beautiful smile.
They are all handsome men and beautiful women with beautiful and charming smiles.
He muttered to himself, "I don't know how you two, who love to laugh so much, could give birth to a son like me whose smile is so ugly."
At this time of year, Yan Yongwang always stayed in front of the tomb for a long time. This happened over and over again for several years - Chen He always accompanied him. He leaned against the car door, holding an umbrella. The driver asked him if he wanted to smoke, but he refused calmly and looked at the figure a few hundred meters away.
The black coat made the man look a bit thin. He was holding an umbrella, standing at first, then squatting. However, he was tall, so he didn't look like a mushroom even when squatting. Finally, without any hesitation, he took off his coat, put it on the ground, and sat cross-legged, holding the umbrella. This time he looked like a mushroom.
Then he leaned against the tombstone, with his back to them, and said something.
The rain gradually got heavier.
The driver asked: "Boss, is he still in front of the tomb?"
“It’s raining so hard, Secretary Shen, do you want to go over and shout?”
Shen He shook his head and said to him, "No, the boss doesn't like others to disturb him."
"Okay, then you can come in and sit for a while?"
Chen He stared at the rain curtain outside the umbrella, waited for a while, and then responded: "No need, I'll go over now."
driver:"?"
He didn't understand what this meant, and saw Chen He walking towards the tomb - he didn't call the boss to get back to the car, but squatted there with the boss.
Yan Yongwang looked up and saw Chen He. A string of water drops dripped from the edge of his umbrella. He glanced at him wearily and leaned his cheek against the tombstone again.
Shen He didn't talk to him either, just whispered: "Sir, Madam, the young master has been doing well recently."
In front of outsiders, Shen He always called him "Boss". He rarely heard the memorable title "Young Master".
It reminded him of the time when Chen He called him "Young Master" in front of Yan Chi and Shi Xianyuan.
"The indicators in the recent physical examination reports are all normal. I also arrange travel destinations for him every year and force him to travel to relax."
"Oh, by the way," Chen He met Yan Yongwang's eyes, saw the depression in the young master's eyes, and smiled, "The young master is already twenty-six years old."
"Like me, I don't have a girlfriend yet."
Yan Yongwang: “…”
After two seconds of silence, I couldn't help but say, "Shen He."
"Um?"
"Will you shut up?"
Chen He made a zipper-sealing gesture, and with a smile, he handed over a tissue. Within two seconds, he said, "Wipe your face. It's all wet."
He did not reveal whether the water on the face of the cold-blooded president in front of him was mostly salt or just water that leaked in because the umbrella was not held properly.
All he said was: "It's raining really hard, isn't it?"
Yan Yongwang took the tissue and wiped it on his face. He said indifferently, "Indeed, the rain is really heavy."
Standing up and leaving his coat to Chen He, Yan Yongwang said in a low and cold voice, "I'll leave this place to you. You are allowed to sit for a while and give it back to me."
Turning around to leave, Yan Yongwang still felt like giving a few words of advice before leaving. He turned around, stared at Chen He, and warned him, "Don't say anything about me in front of them—"
"Bad words, I know, young master." Chen He smiled. He did not let Yan Yongwang down. He sat on his coat, in the same cross-legged position, ready to chat with Yan Chi and Shi Xianyuan about what happened this year.
Yan Yong looked at him suspiciously for two seconds, and finally succumbed to Shen He's innocent look.
Over the past decade, Chen He has won the trust of Yan Chi and Shi Xianyuan with his innocent face and gentle and considerate manner, and he knows all the affairs of the company. When he was 11 or 12 years old and just started junior high school, he even picked up Yan Yongwang from school. All the relatives and friends in the family knew that he was the most trusted subordinate of the couple. Shi Xianyuan even recognized him as her godfather and asked him to call her sister.
Logically, according to seniority, he should call him "uncle", but Chen He was only nine years older than him, and he had always called him by his full name since he was a child. When he grew up and his mother became his godparent, he really couldn't call him uncle.
Fortunately, neither of them cared about these things. Chen He always called him "Boss" in front of outsiders, so he also called him by his name in a businesslike manner.
Only in front of the tomb of Yan Chi and his wife would Shen He call him "Young Master".
The rain was getting heavier. Chen He saw Yan Yongwang walking towards the car. He moved the handle of his umbrella to cover himself in this rainless place. He whispered in front of the tomb: "Madam, sir, the young master..."
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