I Can’t Be This Protagonist

"...The sales in the last quarter increased by 33% compared to the same period last year, and the holiday promotion combined with the e-commerce platform also exceeded the task of clearing the inventory..."

Customers passing by in the shopping mall building couldn't help but frequently cast their gazes at the two men standing together.

The two men are both in straight suits, tall and long-legged, and handsome. One looks like a half-blood, with high eyebrows and deep eyes, and the other looks very elite. Together they are more eye-catching.

"You don't have to follow me," Qin Yubai said to the person in charge of the commercial building, "Go on your own."

The person in charge hurriedly said: "Mr. Qin, you are really joking. You have come down to the grassroots to make a private visit. I have nothing else to do."

Qin Yubai glanced at him lightly, "I didn't pay you salary to let you scoff at me, you can go home and rest if you have nothing to do."

The person in charge was in a cold sweat, hurriedly saying that he would be wrong, asking President Qin for understanding, and retreating with interest.

This shopping mall can be said to be insignificant in the current industrial layout of the large Qin family, but Qin Yubai has always valued it.

This is the "ancestral property" of the Qin family back then. It is full of the hard work and hard work of the ancestors. In the past few years, it suffered a lot of losses, and it is put on the agenda of closing down every year.

Qin Yu defied the public opinion and put up money to support the commercial building, which has finally improved a little in the past two years.

Today is Friday, and the number of people in the commercial building began to increase in the afternoon. Qin Yubai took the trouble to look at the shops one by one.

The location of the shopping mall was originally very good, but unfortunately the city has changed and developed, and the prime area has turned into a depression in the blink of an eye. an abandoned corner.

Qin Yubai refused to give up this ancestral property, and found a new way to turn the surrounding into an alternative art and cultural creation, attracting the attention of young people, and finally let this commercial building rejuvenate.

This place is like the incarnation of Qin's old and broken ship. Walking in this commercial building, Qin Yubai can feel that those rotten things are undergoing earth-shaking changes in his hands.

This is his responsibility and his pride.

"It's almost there..." Qin Yubai was about to ask Wei Yichen to go down to drive, but his eyes were attracted by the shops not far ahead.

Wei Yichen had been following behind him, silently like a cloud of air. At this time, he followed his gaze and saw a shop selling computers.

The white lighting in the shop is very eye-catching, and there are promotional signs hanging at the door.

Qin Yubai's footsteps moved over.

When the salesman in the shop saw someone coming in, he looked like he had an extraordinary attitude. He thought that this was a big order coming, so he hurried up to greet him warmly, "Hello, sir, do you need anything?"

Qin Yu's white eyes swept across the notebook displayed on the counter, his thin lips pursed slightly, and his expression was unpredictable.

Wei Yichen followed behind him, and suddenly thought of a person—Yan Shuang.

Yan Shuang has been missing for a week since he went to school.

No text messages, no phone calls, not a single message came back.

Wei Yichen's personal cell phone went silent again, and no one bothered him again.

He was not anxious about this.

He has learned a lot about Yan Shuang's methods, and he can probably guess that Yan Shuang's snub is another kind of restraint.

And his employer obviously didn't know how his lover was a master at manipulating people's hearts.

Now, it looks like his employer is looking to buy a new laptop for his little lover, who always studies on his phone.

Wei Yichen was not surprised.

He knew long ago that Yan Shuang would definitely take over his employer and slaughter the capitalist from blood to flesh.

"This notebook..." Qin Yubai pointed at the one in front of him, "How's the performance?"

The sales were introduced immediately and in great detail.

"Sir, this notebook is currently the best-selling notebook. It is thin and durable, and the configuration is already top-notch on the basis of notebooks."

Qin Yubai gave a "hmmm" and looked thoughtful.

The salesman could not make up his mind and continued: "What is your main purpose, sir? Office, games, or drawing? You can say whatever you need, and I can recommend it to you according to your needs."

Qin Yubai waved his hand, "No need." His eyes were still fixed on the notebook.

The salesman was stunned by his condescending attitude. He didn't dare to say anything. He quietly glanced at Wei Yichen who was following Qin Yubai, thinking that these two people must not have come to visit the store.

As expected of a gold medal sale, speculation is close to the truth.

Qin Yubai reached out and stroked the smooth casing of the notebook, and then lifted the notebook to shake its weight. After putting down the notebook, he tried the sensitivity of the matching mouse on the side.

He wasted at least three minutes in front of one of the best-selling laptops on the market, researching it thoroughly.

When the salesman and even Wei Yichen thought he would pay for the bill, Qin Yubai withdrew his hand, he turned around, the erratic and free expression on his face had completely disappeared, "Let's go."

Wei Yichen drove Qin Yubai back to Qin's house, the two got out of the car, and as soon as they entered the steps, they heard voices coming from the living room.

The Qin family has a young master who doesn't like noise and a busy eldest young master. Even the whole house is dead, and the servants are dumb.

"It's really not necessary..."

"Mr. Yan, don't be polite, just take it off. You have to wash it anyway."

"What kind of gentleman is he?"

The voice of the bad-tempered master sounded, and the servant who was arguing with Yan Shuang to take away his T-shirt was startled, and unconsciously let go of his hand and hid to the side.

Qin Yu walked in with a white and black face. Seeing Yan Shuang's appearance, he first stared at him, "What's going on? It's like this."

Yan Shuang looked very embarrassed, a lot of mud was splashed from his hair to his shirt, and even the lenses were stained with mud.

"It's nothing," Yan Shuang pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and said plainly, "I accidentally fell in the garden."

"What the **** are you talking about?"

Qin Yu walked towards Yan Shuang in white.

The chat and embarrassment disappeared under this peculiar meeting. As if he saw Yan Shuang every day, he naturally picked up the corner of Yan Shuang's T-shirt and said in a reproachful tone, "Wrestling? Only the upper body?"

"I'm on my face."

"Ha, don't you think you're kind of humorous?"

Wei Yichen silently listened to the two bickering back and forth, and quickly reduced the problem to "you dare to talk back to me", "if you don't want to see me, I can go" this kind of low-level emotional confrontation.

His employer threw himself into it, and angrily took the little lover's hand and dragged it upstairs.

The other, with superb acting skills, was dragged upwards weakly, and he didn't forget to turn his head and wink at him.

The mud spots on the lenses couldn't hide the bright eyes, just one click was enough to make people's heart beat faster.

The frightened servant on the side was startled again when he saw the faint smile on the butler's face.

"What's going on?" The housekeeper was also concerned about this matter.

The servant explained: "The gardener accidentally splashed Mr. Yan when he was handling it."

The fact is that Yan Shuang seems to be very interested in the planting of flowers, and is still watching from an unsafe distance under the gardener's reminder, which caused him to splash mud all over his body.

"Lay down!"

"You let me go..."

"Shut up, what are you arguing about, and you think you're not dirty enough?"

Yan Shuang was forcibly pressed by Qin Yubai in front of the bathtub.

He was rinsing mud spots from his hair.

The dirty water tumbled into the snow-white bathtub, and Yan Shuang had been struggling to a small extent, making Qin Yubai feel like he was cleaning a stray cat he picked up.

"Move again?" Qin Yubai's tone was strong, and his palm clasped Yan Shuang's neck.

"You..." The water flow was too great, Yan Shuang closed his eyes, and his tone gradually became helpless, "The water is too hot."

"eventful."

The water temperature dropped.

The bathroom slowly became quiet again, only the sound of rushing water, and the heat gradually diffused, weakening the tense atmosphere between the two.

Yan Shuang also settled down.

The stray cat finally accepted the reality of being raised by humans, put away its sharp claws, and began to be at the mercy of others, making people want to continue to test his bottom line.

"The clothes have also been taken off, making them so dirty." Qin Yubai said coldly and sternly.

The T-shirt was quietly rolled up and pushed up, making a small sound, drowned in the sound of water.

The palm of his hand touched the tender skin, and the kitten under his control trembled slightly, but still did not resist.

Probably because the heat in the bathroom would make people dull, Qin Yubai's thoughts relaxed unconsciously, and the most real feelings honestly surfaced in his mind - Yan Shuang was back, he was very happy.

His fingers were suddenly squeezed hard, and the kitten stopped him from moving.

Yan Shuang seemed to have finally endured to the limit, he avoided the water flow above and turned his face, his face was steamed red by the heat, his eyes were bright, with a touch of water vapor, and his tone was cold: "Do what you want to do. , don't do these weird things."

Qin Yubai stared at those beautiful eyes, he suddenly had a very strange feeling.

They've had **** many times without actually having sex.

After each time, he was only more restless than the last.

What is missing? Or does he want more of it?

The door and window of the bathroom were closed too tightly, and the lack of oxygen caused consciousness to be blurred.

The hand holding the metal pipe loosened, the metal pipe fell into the bathtub, twisted into a snake biting by the strong water flow inside, and sprayed the water in a twisting manner in the bathtub, soaking the two people who were getting closer. .

The drops of water rolled over the plump lips, moist and dazzling, it was as red as the forbidden fruit in the Garden of Eden, and it also had the same alluring temptation.

The movement of approaching was involuntary and uncontrolled, and when Qin Yubai realized it, his lips fell into space—Yan Shuang ducked.

The atmosphere was stagnant for a moment, and the sound of water rushing filled the entire bathroom.

Yan Shuang bit his lower lip, his expression was indifferent, his eyes avoided Qin Yubai, who was staring at him, looking at the empty point in the air, and said calmly: "Didn't you say that only those who love each other can kiss?"

Because of these words, the drunken memories suddenly returned to Qin Yubai's mind, and the alcohol seemed to be re-entering his veins, and the urge to end the night kept roaring.

Qin Yubai pinched Yan Shuang's chin, turned his face around, and said coldly, "Who said we don't love each other?"

Those eyes that were always cold and stubborn trembled violently, and at the same time they radiated a bright light in disbelief.

It was an expression Qin Yubai had never seen before.

He really fell in love with him.

Crazy thoughts washed back and forth in his mind, sending out a shouting echo.

Trying to restrain the trembling of his palms, Qin Yubai took it slow, not happiness, but the urge to lose both.

"I love your body and you love my money."