On the second day, Feng Yangao was invited by the investment target to a high-end western restaurant for dinner. After Feng Yangao got the news, he sneered with an ambiguous meaning, thought about it, and only took his assistant with him.
That night, Feng Yangao was supported by his assistant to come back. Not only was he drunk, but he was also a little confused.
"What happened?" Qi Yan helped him back to the room and asked the breathless assistant.
The assistant pushed his eyes on the bridge of his nose, wiped the sweat, and said, "The investor forced the president to drink. He had to drink."
"Isn't the contract signed tomorrow!" Qi Yan said, "Why is he forced to drink now?" Qi
Yan knew the process of signing a contract. Having a meal before signing the contract was probably just a courtesy to show his courtesy as a host. It was impossible for him to drink so much. Eating after a successful signing is a celebration. A successful contract that is beneficial to both parties is signed, and everyone is happy. It is understandable to drink more and enjoy yourself.
"Who knows. Maybe people just look at the sincerity of the president. If you don't drink today, what will happen if you don't sign tomorrow?" The assistant thought for a while and walked towards the door: "I'll go tell the front desk and get some hangover food. Qi Yan, please help the president take off his clothes. It's best to wake him up and go to sleep for a while, otherwise he'll have a headache when he wakes up tomorrow."
Qi Yan agreed. He helped Feng Yangao take off his coat, pants, and shirt. After stripping him naked, he looked at his naked body and pulled the quilt over him with a guilty conscience.
"Well..." Feng Yangao turned over and let out an uncomfortable groan. Qi Yan looked over, only to see that he had frowned, and his hair, which had been combed neatly when he left, was now limply sticking to the pillow, and spread out as he rubbed against it.
Qi Yan walked over, straightened his head, and covered his temples on both sides with his slender fingers, kneading them gently, hoping that his discomfort would be relieved.
Feng Yangao opened his eyes happily, and smiled in Qi Yan's surprised eyes.
Qi Yan saw him open his eyes under his hands, and smiled without saying a word, and his heart shuddered.
——How terrible! Is this man possessed?
"Are you, are you okay..." Qi Yan stopped moving his hands and asked timidly.
Feng Yangao shook his head, supported himself on the bed with both hands, and sat up with the help of his hands, "It's okay... I just feel a little uncomfortable."
"It must be uncomfortable to drink so much." Qi Yan quickly raised the pillow and leaned against his back, "What does the investor mean?"
"Nothing..." Feng Yangao pursed his lips, feeling his lips were very dry, "Pour me a glass of water."
"Here." Qi Yan brought the warm water that he had prepared early in the morning and handed it to Feng Yangao, but he saw that he came straight over and wanted to drink the water. He had no choice but to feed him.
Feng Yangao was obviously better after drinking the water, but he was still dazed, and his eyes were half-closed. "You will accompany me to sign the contract tomorrow."
"Ah?" Qi Yan was stunned, "Why?" "
My assistant has other tasks tomorrow, so you will accompany me." Feng Yangao looked at him, and the corner of his mouth curled up with the same smile as usual.
Although Qi Yan was reluctant in his heart, he still agreed.
How could he not listen to others when working under them? Moreover, Feng Yangao was not a pushover. If he didn't go, he didn't know how he would threaten him.
[The male protagonist's favorability towards Qi Yan +5, current favorability: 65]
Although Feng Yangao was a little confused, he still spoke very clearly and the things he ordered were also very clear. Seeing Qi Yan standing up to leave, he was just about to call him out when the door closed and opened, and the assistant walked in with a glass of water.
"President, you're awake." Seeing that he was done, the assistant smiled happily: "Here's honey water, drink some to relieve the hangover."
Feng Yangao felt uncomfortable and empty in his stomach, and his stomach was hot and painful from the alcohol. He took the honey water and drank it all in two gulps.
"Qi Yan will accompany me to sign the contract tomorrow. You stay here and do the work I left for you."
Feng Yangao suddenly said, which made Qi Yan who was standing aside very embarrassed. He quickly looked at his assistant, only to see her replying with a normal expression: "Okay, President."
Qi Yan breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it didn't make people feel that he had robbed her of her job. After all, it was a bit too arrogant for a young intern to rob the job of an old man in the company. If the news gets out when he returns to the company, he will definitely be ostracized.
"By the way, Qi Yan." Feng Yangao suddenly mentioned his name again. Qi Yan was stunned and immediately replied, "Yes."
Feng Yangao beckoned him and motioned him to come over, as if he was going to whisper something.
Qi Yan glanced at the assistant and slowly moved over. As soon as he bent down and got close to Qi Yan, he was suddenly hooked around the neck. Before he could come to his senses, his lips were touched by soft and drunken lips.