Chen He put the wet coat into a plastic bag and prepared to send it to the dry cleaner for cleaning.
Yan Yongwang stared at the rain curtain outside the window and asked, "Can we get back to the capital in time today?"
Chen He checked the weather forecast and said, "We may not be able to catch it. There is a heavy rain warning. There is a high probability that all flights from the afternoon to the evening will be cancelled."
Yan Yongwang raised his neck and leaned his shoulders on the backrest of the car. He said with a slightly tired tone, "Then we can fly back tomorrow and arrange a hotel. We will continue to stay in Ancheng today."
"Okay boss."
It's three o'clock in the afternoon.
The rain was getting heavier, and the hotel we chose was not the same one we stayed in last night, and the rooms were full. Fortunately, the hotel we chose today was owned by the Yan Group, and each hotel had suites reserved for VIPs. Chen He used facial recognition to get room cards for himself and his boss.
The rain soaked the clothes of the two grown men. As soon as they entered the room, they didn't hesitate to go into the master bedroom and the guest bedroom respectively, changed into clean and comfortable clothes, and then went out tacitly to work in the living room.
The living room was not big, and the two men were tall. Yan Yongwang's legs were a little stiff on the coffee table. He typed on the keyboard for a long time and got tired. "Please help me check the rest. The sofa here is not comfortable enough. My waist hurts when I sit on it."
Shen He was in a good mood: "Why don't we go to the study to read it?"
Yan Yongwang didn't want to say that he just wanted to be lazy. He stared at Chen He for a few seconds, trying to tell him with his cold eyes that he was a little annoyed.
It didn't make Chen He feel guilty, but it made him feel a little guilty.
But on the surface, others could not tell that he had any emotions other than coldness, so he stared at him in silence.
Shen He: "Okay, go and rest, I'll take care of it."
He waved his hand, motioning him to go into the house and rest and sleep.
Yan Yongwang breathed a sigh of relief and strode into the master bedroom.
He went into the bedroom and locked the door. He knew that his hotel would not have any surveillance cameras, but he still checked it and then prepared to brush the time.
He suddenly found himself sitting cross-legged on the bed, and a half-figure of a person was reflected on the smooth steel surface of the furniture not far away.
The beautiful woman in a men's shirt, with her long hair loose, opened her mobile phone with a wooden face, skipped some unimportant messages, and began to reply to messages on WeChat.
A friend invited him to go horseback riding at a horse farm, a friend invited him to attend the opening ceremony of a new bar, and a friend asked him if he wanted to invest in a project...
There are a lot of messages like this every day. He reads them quickly, replies to those that he can, and puts aside those that he doesn't want to reply to for the time being.
After clearing out the messages on his phone, he took out another spare phone.
Wang Chi's message was still in the first message box on WeChat. He clicked on it and saw Wang Chi's sincere tone:
"Ms. Chao, I understand that you may not be interested in acting... But I still want to invite you to the set."
The location is included at the back.
The location is at the film and television base in Ancheng.
Turning back to the previous chat records, Wang Chi's tone was sincere and gentle throughout. The price he offered was comparable to that of a second-tier actor. He sent her part of the script and even asked her if she had any concerns.
Yan Yongwang's answers throughout were very polite and tactful, and he ultimately did not agree.
He held his face, swiped the screen, and clicked into Wang Chi’s circle of friends.
The first one is a group photo of the crew starting work, lighting incense and candles and worshiping pigs.
Several familiar artists stood beside Wang Chi, holding incense and candles and worshiping.
Wang Chi is a very interesting person. He wrote "feudal superstition is unacceptable", and in the photo he also looked very enthusiastic in worship.
Yan Yongwang raised the corner of his lips, leaned back on the bed, and covered his eyelids with one hand. He felt a little sleepy. The rain outside the window was very loud, but the suite was well soundproofed, and only a slight crackling sound was transmitted into the room through the glass window.
He turned over.
The beautiful waistline is exposed, the sheets are dark blue, and the woman's skin is so white and tender, like a pool of moonlight or a pool of jade beads.
Yan Yongwang's clothes are always loose, after all, he is nearly two meters tall. On weekdays, he wears a suit except for important meetings, and the rest of the time he wears a shirt and trousers. Men don't necessarily want to wear a shirt that fits the body, especially for a man like him who has a great figure and spends more than ten hours a week in the gym. If the shirt is too tight, it will cause bulges. Therefore, he likes to wear looser shirts, and sometimes he will wear a white short-sleeved shirt inside.
Yan Yongwang attached great importance to outward appearance and etiquette, and rarely appeared inappropriately dressed when outside.
After Yan's was handed over to him, his words and deeds represented Yan's, and a simple scandal could easily cause the stock to collapse.
Yan Yongwang always has a expressionless face. Others say that he is cold and handsome, and his body is comparable to that of a male model... Since he successfully took over Yan's company, there have been several people who want to sleep with him almost every month.
Chen He had dealt with countless of them.
But he was naturally celibate - perhaps it was the influence of this miraculous "transformation" after he was ten years old, Yan Yongwang had no interest in women, and the same was true for men.
The only thing I'm interested in is work and how to have fun after work.
He turned over again.
This time, her shirt was loose, revealing a small area of her white belly. Her pants were too loose, exposing her scapula after a few movements. From the rooftop perspective, she looked like a pretty girl who had stolen her boyfriend's shirt and trousers.
She has long hair, white skin, closed eyelids, and her hands and feet are tucked into her long sleeves and trouser legs. Her clothes don't fit her well, but this doesn't hinder her beauty.
Petal-like lips, very light pink, she stretched out her hand to block the light, her thin wrist blocking her eyes, and uttered a slight muttering. After falling into a short deep sleep, she was awakened by a dream again. When she woke up, she shuddered all over, opened her eyes blankly, stared at the ceiling with brown-gray pupils for two seconds, and uttered a very ungentlemanly swear word.
Finally, the "beautiful girl" crawled to the bed like a little animal, turned off the light, rolled up the quilt, covered her hands and feet, and fell into a deep sleep.
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"boss?"
"Still asleep?"
Chen He waited patiently at the door of the master bedroom. He knocked on the door, but there was no response from the room. The sound insulation was too good, so he couldn't hear whether there was any movement in the room.
It's already six o'clock in the afternoon.
Ancheng was hit by the heaviest rainstorm this year. He opened the window, and the rain was pouring outside. There were almost no people on the street.
The hotel front desk called and asked if we needed food delivered.
Chen He didn't know whether Yan Yong wanted to eat the meal in the hotel, so he stood at the door and called him to get up.
He spent the whole afternoon dealing with official business, and he was still full of energy - he was just like a weirdo. But it was also because of this that he personally reviewed many of Yan's work for more than ten years. When he first came to Yan Chi's side, he was only 20 years old. He skipped a grade in school and started working with Yan Chi at the age of just graduating from college. He was able to take on the task of picking up and dropping off Yan Yongwang from school while busy with official business; now he is 35 years old, the boss has become Yan Yongwang, and he is diligent and hardworking to help the young president deal with affairs. From teaching him hand in hand when he took over to assisting him now, he may only have eight hours of the 24 hours in a day for himself - six hours for sleep and two hours for his own private time.
Shen He called out again, "Are you awake?"
There was a "bang" sound in the room, and Chen He pricked up his ears and remained silent.
After a while, a deep male voice sounded: "Wake up."
Yan Yongwang's usual style is to speak in a low and cold voice, and no one dares to offend him. However, according to some men and women who have climbed into his bed, his voice is very masculine and full of hormones. Especially when he is angry, it is even more pleasant to the ear, and every time you hear it, your legs will go weak.
Chen He did not comment on this.
He sat back on the sofa, stretched, and then saw Yan Yongwang walking out with a gloomy face.
The shirt was a little wrinkled, and he tugged at the collar impatiently. He sat on the side of the sofa irritably, with his legs wide open. Shen He remained calm, "Who pissed you off?"
"It's okay, I'm just in a bad mood."
Yan Yongwang didn't have the habit of venting his anger on others. He looked out the window. There was a large and transparent floor-to-ceiling window on the balcony of the suite. The raindrops hit it like pearls being poured out in bowls.
Shen He: "What do you want to eat for dinner?"
"Does the hotel deliver meals?" Yan Yongwang didn't say that because when he heard him calling him at the door, he almost responded directly with a female voice. When he opened his mouth to speak, he regained his senses, but rolled on the carpet in panic.
Fortunately, nothing serious happened and I was able to come out in a decent manner.
"Yes, French foie gras, cream soup, sirloin steak..." Chen He reported the dishes provided by the front desk, raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "Today happens to be a Western chef's shift."
Yan Yongwang was not interested, "I don't like it."
Even when he said he didn't like it, his expression was indifferent. These three words didn't have much power, but when he said them with that face and voice, it sounded like he was stating something extremely disgusting.
Shen He stared at him for two seconds and shook his head helplessly.
"Okay, what do you want to eat? Chinese food?"
"Well," Yan Yongwang stretched out his thumb and pressed it on the solar plexus, kneading it gently, "Remember to have some porridge."
After he finished speaking, he stood up and waved, "I'll go clean up, you order food first."
Chen He lowered his head to contact the restaurant and the driver, and when he looked up, he saw Yan Yongwang packing up his computer and paper documents. He packed them neatly, put them in a special suitcase, locked it with a password, and put the suitcase away.
When you are away from home, company documents need to be properly kept, and you need to be vigilant even in the VIP room.
This was what he taught him in the beginning, and now he has learned it very well.
Shen He glanced at the menu he had ordered, and his facial expression softened slightly when he thought of the "porridge dishes" he had just mentioned.
Yan Yongwang never liked drinking porridge. The reason he mentioned this was probably because he remembered that his stomach was not in good condition.
It's a very straight-forward, but very pleasing approach.
Shen He raised his phone, "Boss, the order is ready."
Yan Yongwang didn't look at him, and said in a flat tone: "Okay, remember to ask the finance department for reimbursement at the end of the month."
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