The personal secretary mistakenly slept on the black-bellied president

"Don't take the postgraduate entrance examination?"

Feng Xuan also put down his chopsticks, his face was a little rosy after eating: "No more exams."

"That's good." Tang Yan smiled, his thin lips slightly hooked: "Come to the company to report tomorrow."

It's that simple?

Feng Xuan raised his eyebrows. Sure enough, there are people who are easy to handle. As far as he knows, it is not so easy to get into the Tang Corporation. It seems that the teacher has a lot of face. [

The so-called pursed his lower lip, took a bite of meat, chewed it in his mouth, and began to fight vigorously with the bottom of the pot again.

In the middle of the meal, I don't know which manager from the restaurant came in.

After seeing Tang Yan, he toasted a glass of wine and told the waiter beside him: "You don't need to pay for the meal at this table, just watch it, if Mr. Tang wants anything, come up quickly."

Hearing this, Tang Yan just smiled, playing with the wine glass in his hand, looking a little careless.

After eating a meal, most of the ingredients went into Feng Xuan's stomach. After eating, he became a little lazy and yawned uncontrollably.

Tang Yan glanced sideways at him, and a slight smile appeared in his eyes.

Feng Xuan suddenly turned cold: "Senior brother."

"Huh?" Tang Yan raised his eyebrows.

Feng Xuan pointed to his outstretched long legs, and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "You are blocking my way."

Tang Yan stretched his foot back, and when Feng Xuan brushed past him, he smiled meaningfully: "Junior brother, I look forward to your future performance in the company."

Feng Xuan stopped in his tracks, and suddenly felt that it was not a good idea to go to work in Tang Corporation.

But things have been like this, if you don't go, it's too unrealistic.

He raised his head, his brows and eyes were cold, neither humble nor overbearing: "Thank you, brother, I will not let you down."

Tang Yan looked at him with a smile, lowered his body, and supported Feng Xuan's back with his long arms. He was full of aura and provocative.

Professor Ma, who had already walked out of the private room, turned around suspiciously: "Tang Yan, after you pack up, send Xiaoxuan off."

Feng Xuan opened his mouth, just about to speak.

Tang Yan has already agreed, with a low voice: "Okay."

So, Professor Ma left first, leaving behind two men with the same outstanding appearance, but one was a little cold, while the other was calm and heroic, making passers-by turn their heads.

When I fished it out from the seabed, the sky outside had already darkened. Six or seven o'clock is the time when the roads in Beijing are the most congested, and the vehicles going back and forth are all honking their horns. [

The model of Tang Yan's car is quite ordinary, but the license plate number is extraordinary. It is dark-colored, and it is placed in a row of cars, which is very low-key.

Walking all the way, Feng Xuan had buried his face in the scarf with cold, with a cigarette in his finger, taking two puffs from time to time.

Tang Yan glanced at him, only to see that the child's clothes were too tight, not to mention his collarbone, and even his face was entangled to death by the scarf, thanks to which he can still smoke.

A smile flickered across his eyes, and he patted the passenger seat beside him: "Get in the car, it's cold outside."

"Oh." Feng Xuan opened the car door and got in. After the person got up, Tang Yan suddenly leaned over...

It was too close, Feng Xuan felt uncomfortable for a moment.

The other party didn't know what kind of perfume he used. It was light and heavy, with a refreshing mint smell and residual smoke. It smelled very good, but the aggression on this person was too strong, and it was a bit evil.

"Be sure to put on your seat belt next time you get in the car." Tang Yan still had a smile in his long and narrow eyes, and his knife-cut side face looked hard and gentle, as if the evil spirit just now was just an illusion.

Feng Xuan opened the scarf, nodded his head, the heating in the car made him lazy, he didn't even bother to talk.

Tang Yan didn't care, he raised his hand and looked at the time: "Where do you live?"

"The neighborhood behind B University." The car seat was very soft, and it was very comfortable to sit on. While talking, Feng Xuan felt a little sleepy.

At first, he was still able to persevere, but the traffic jam was too long, and he closed his cold eyes while waiting.

Tang Yan looked at Feng Xuan's sleeping face quietly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth grew stronger.

Unexpectedly, a person who is cold like an ice sculpture on weekdays is so soft after falling asleep.

Thick eyelashes drooped down, casting dark shadows, pale lips were slightly pursed, bangs were a little messy, and there was warmth on the porcelain white face, just like the prince described in fairy tales.

Probably because the heater in the car was too hot, Feng Xuan pulled off his coat in dislike of the heat, revealing the white sweater inside.

Tang Yan's eyes followed his movements, his gaze slid down his cheeks, over his slightly bulging Adam's apple, his fair neck, his delicate collarbone, and finally fell between his slender legs. Come over, calloused fingertips ambiguously rubbed the other's lips, the eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses completely sank...

My little junior brother, you have no self-consciousness as a gy, how can you just sleep in front of a man, heh...

Feng Xuan woke up after squinting for more than ten minutes. When he opened his eyes, the traffic outside had eased a little. Tang Yan was wearing a bluetooth headset, and was whispering something: "I'm still on my way. Leave the matter to Manager Shi, call and tell the heads of each department, and go to the conference room in half an hour."

At the end of the sentence, he drew back the thread neatly, his thin lips that were cut like a knife were pursed into a sharp straight line, and the profile of his face was a bit more murderous than usual.

Feng Xuan didn't seem surprised that he would show such an expression, because in his heart, Tang Yan would never be a docile canine, no matter how polite he was in front of his teachers and classmates, He couldn't hide the hostility that occasionally came out of his eyes.

"Is there something wrong with the company?" Feng Xuan looked at him with clear eyes. Before Tang Yan could answer, he pointed to a place about 500 meters ahead: "Brother, go and do your work first, just put me at the subway entrance." [

Tang Yan observed the busy road conditions outside the car, but he didn't insist. After all, in a place like Beijing, sometimes taking a car is better than walking, let alone taking the subway. He put Feng Xuan down and looked in the rear mirror. The back of the person who refused to be separated from thousands of miles away, with thin lips raised upwards, did not stop for a moment, and drove along the road into the traffic flow.

Feng Xuan didn't look back either, the subway was still very crowded, people crowded, foot to foot, noisy.

He was holding on to the pole of the car, with earphones in his ears, and played with his eyes down. He didn't receive many inexplicable comments and comments. When he opened it, he realized that someone was pinching him again on the forum.

Feng Xuan was not interested in this, after closing the comments, he started to update Weibo.

"No new ones in the near future."

The five words, which were originally ordinary, have aroused heated discussions in this sensitive period.

[Nianfan] Hey, someone finally feels ashamed, is he ready to quit the circle?