When the two came together at the company's front desk, all the gossip groups in the entire Yasheng exploded again.
[Holy shit, who gave the false information yesterday that the office lady fell out of favor? This fucking has already begun to show up publicly!]
[I have been working in Yasheng for three years, the first time I saw the boss let a woman hold him by his side, in my lifetime!]
[And she's very calm, she doesn't hide at all, and she looks very pampered.]
[I bet on Empress Sang before, did I lose? What happened to Sang Chen? It's not just a position, why can't it work? Sang Chen stood up!]
[What is the background of this office lady?]
[It is indeed very mysterious, maybe only the closest people around the boss know.]
The last time I learned that this mysterious woman was being discussed in the group, Sang Chen secretly applied for a trumpet and asked the staff to drag her into the group.
Looking at these overwhelming discussions now, she bit her lips with complicated emotions.
I don't know if it's unwillingness or jealousy, but there is a strong emotion driving her.
I want to see clearly, to see clearly.
Where did I lose.
After happily entering the office, Wen Yu was about to sit on the sofa as before, but Jiang Yuhe called her, "Come here."
Wen Yu:
The man pulled out a chair and put it next to him, then patted the table and said, "Sit here."
Wen Yu: "Huh?"
At the same table as the president
This is the golden station.
Wen Yu walked over in a daze. Just as she sat down, Secretary Ning walked in and put two documents in front of Jiang Yuhe: "President Jiang, here are the documents you want."
Jiang Yuhe nodded, and then handed the document to Wen Yu.
"Yestar Media, which was acquired by Yasheng Media this year, has done two failed investment cases. Take a look and analyze the reasons for the failure."
Wen Yu lowered her eyes and opened them, a little caught off guard: "But I don't know anything about the entertainment industry."
"I will teach you."
"..."
Jiang Yuhe looked over, his eyes were clear but soft, "Ask me if you don't understand."
These two short sentences inexplicably infused warm and powerful power into Wen Yu's heart.
When Wen Yu graduated, she never thought of becoming a young lady who can make clothes, stretch out her hands and eat, and open her mouth. She has also investigated many projects and had many ideals and aspirations, but before the day she can show them off, there are a series of appearances at home. so many things.
Just like that bottle of perfume that was cherished, Wen Yu has long since hidden her passionate self in the past.
but now,
The person who once pulled himself out of the dark end gave him a second warmth.
I have to teach her hand in hand, bring her to the ideal world, and help her become the person she once wanted to be.
He is a brother and a good teacher.
Wen Yu opened her lips, suddenly she was indescribably moved and touched: "...Thank you brother."
Jiang Yuhe reached out and rubbed the top of her head lightly, but didn't speak any more.
Sunshine shines on the two of them through the floor-to-ceiling windows. The two gentle figures side by side are silent, yet infinitely beautiful.
Such a morning is the time when Wen Yu felt the most stable after the car accident. Even when she looked up at Jiang Yuhe secretly at a certain moment, she would think in her heart——
If Shen Mingjia caused ninety-nine points of damage to herself, she should also thank him. The last point made her meet Jiang Yuhe.
Wen Yu pursed her lips lightly.
Jiang Yuhe turned his head to look at her at intervals: "I'll let you look at the document, you can look at me later, what do you mean?"
... thought he was concentrating on his work and didn't see it.
Wen Yu stuck out her tongue as if she was caught by the teacher for being distracted in class, "Some words are too complicated, I can't understand them."
"where."
Jiang Yuhe naturally slid the seat over.
There was a scent of sunshine and vegetation on his body, and when he leaned over, his whole figure covered the light in front of Wen Yu.
Heavy, yet very secure.
Wen Yu said it casually, but he came over unexpectedly.
He hurriedly pointed to a place, "Here."
Jiang Yuhe leaned slightly, "The income from project investment is not as good as expected. On the basis of already losing 200 million yuan, a large amount of money is still invested in self-produced dramas. The follow-up period of the announcement and release period is not timely..."
His voice is very soft, and when he speaks, there will be a faint smell of tobacco mixed with male hormones.
So many times, Wen Yu was addicted to this smell and lost her mind.
"Understood." The clear voice came again.
"..." Wen Yu sat up straight suddenly, obviously a scumbag who didn't listen to the lecture, but she still tried her best to pretend to be a schoolmaster, "Understood."
"understood?"
"Um."
Jiang Yuhe looked at her, squinted his eyes and leaned back, "Then repeat again, what do you mean by the rate of return I just said?"
Wen Yu paused for a few seconds, "I forgot again."
"..."
Jiang Yuhe was speechless, and stretched out his hand to poke her forehead, "Have you ever been to college, you don't even understand this stuff."
Although being ridiculed, Wen Yu was not angry, even.
It was fun to be poked.
Well, she rubbed her forehead, and confirmed that feeling in her heart, it was inexplicable happiness.
Wen Yu pursed her lips, took out the unfinished snacks from her bag, tore open a plum and handed it to Jiang Yuhe, "Where is such a fierce teacher like you, eat a plum and talk again."
As soon as she finished speaking, Secretary Ning suddenly knocked on the door and came in: "Boss, Sang Chen has something to do with you."
Sang Chen
Wen Yu remembered.
The woman who lit a cigarette for Jiang Yuhe in the box and provoked her.
Later, she searched the information of this female celebrity on the Internet, and there were many gossip rumors, among which the most popular one was that she was Jiang Yuhe's new favorite, and she was the object of her high praise.
Wen Yu didn't forget that look in her eyes, and she still feels uncomfortable when she thinks about it, but now that her relationship with Jiang Yuhe has improved, she doesn't want to mention those things.
The hand holding Huamei consciously and quietly withdraws it.
Jiang Yuhe saw her move, but didn't speak.
He nodded, "Come in."
Secretary Ning turned sideways, and Sang Chen was already standing behind him.
She has a good figure, exquisite and three-dimensional features, and a kind of exotic beauty.
It is true that female stars eat their food.
It's true... It's the type that men like.
"President Jiang." Sang Chen walked in, "Are you disturbing your work?"
When he said this, Sang Chen's gaze was already casually sizing up Wen Yu.
Wen Yu also looked up at her.
Neither humble nor overbearing, looking at each other calmly.
Their eyes collided for only a second, and Sang Chen knew that he was no match.
It's funny to say, even she herself didn't know the reason, so she just avoided her eyes in such a desolate manner.
"What's the matter?" Jiang Yuhe asked lightly.
Even though that unwillingness was magnified countless times after seeing Wen Yu, biting and rolling at the tip of his heart, Sang Chen still suppressed all emotions:
"Mr. Jiang, Shen Mingjia was exposed last night. Are you sure you want him to act opposite me? I'm afraid it will affect the reputation of "Looking for the Dragon."
Wen Yu was taken aback for a moment, Shen Mingjia
Was exposed
Good thing!
Who is the kind person, she has to make a pennant and send it over.
After hearing what Sang Chen said, Jiang Yuhe didn't show much reaction.
"Understood, I will deal with it."
After finishing speaking, she cue Wen Yu: "The thing you were about to give me just now."
Wen Yu:
what.
She looked at Jiang Yuhe in a daze, but the man hinted at her palm.
Huamei
No way, there are still people here.
"Bring it." Jiang Yuhe urged him up.
Wen Yu was a little embarrassed, glanced at Sang Chen, then at Jiang Yuhe, paused for a few seconds, and obediently handed out the words in Mei's hand.
I didn't intend to feed him at first, but the outstretched hand naturally abducted to the man's mouth for some reason.
And he opened his mouth to eat with rare cooperation.
Wen Yu: ⊙_⊙
The man took a sip and hummed, "It's a bit sour."
"It's not as good as the dried strawberries last time."
His tone made people hear the intimacy that Wen Yu often feeds him.
The spacious office also seems to have become their private space, and anyone else has become superfluous and disturbing.
Seeing Sang Chen standing still, Jiang Yuhe suddenly turned to look at her: "Is there anything else?"
Sang Chen witnessed the interaction between the two, and was too stunned to speak, "No, no."
Jiang Yuhe rushed to the door and raised his chin.
Sang Chen understood what his action meant.
She even understands what he just did.
His eyes were cold and cold, and he was warning her of her transgression and scheming that night.
It was also explicitly telling her that the woman beside her was inviolable.
Sang Chen finally understood why she had that incomparable intuition.
It is a kind of confidence.
The confidence given by Jiang Yuhe.
And she didn't, not at all.
Seeing through this soberly, Sang Chen lowered his head and left the office hastily and embarrassingly.
Wen Yu knew that Sang Chen had deliberately lit a cigarette for her to see that night, so seeing her being coldly invited out of the office in front of her now, she felt quite refreshed.
It's just that I couldn't help but drink tea again.
Blinking: "Brother, this sister looks a little unhappy."
Jiang Yuhe stared at her, a little speechless.
That night, she cried and said that Sang Chen bullied her, said that others stared at her, but now she finally helped her vent her anger quietly, this woman is actually acting like a good-looking woman.
I wanted to talk about her poor acting skills, but after a pause, I decided not to expose her: "How do you know that she is unhappy?"
Wen Yu: "It is said on the Internet that you like long legs, and that you like this sister so you praise her. Did she misunderstand me when she saw me with you?"
Jiang Yuhe: "..."
His gaze unconsciously fell on Wen Yu's legs, which were straighter than Sang Chen's.
Sang Chen's is too thin, so thin that it is only suitable for being photogenic, only suitable for appearing in magazines and cameras.
And Wen Yu's is equally slender, but very aesthetically pleasing, perfectly blending between skinny and sensual, straight and plump, with even flesh and bones.
Let people see it-
In broad daylight, Jiang Yuhe suddenly realized that he was thinking about this, and closed his eyes.
Fuck what the fuck are you thinking.
People treat you like an older brother, what are you thinking!
Jiang Yuhe silently drank several sips of water, loosened his tie, and informed Secretary Ning: "Ask Director Wu to come over immediately."
He wants to work.
He wants to get to work right away.
"Brother, are you alright?" Wen Yu didn't know if it was because she was drinking too much tea that caused her brother's discomfort, or if she really hit something. After thinking for a while, she opened her eyes wide and realized, "Do you really like her?"
Jiang Yuhe calmed down for a few seconds before answering her: "Who I like is my business, children don't care."
Wen Yu:
You are only four years older than me, how can I be a child.
Wen Yu murmured and turned around, and after a while, Director Wu of the artist department rushed over.
He also went to Jiangcheng together last time, so he wasn't too surprised that Wen Yu appeared in the office. He nodded at Wen Yu as a greeting, and then sat down:
"Boss, I was looking for you too."
Jiang Yuhe: "What's going on with Shen Mingjia?"
Director Wu turned on the tablet he carried and handed it to Jiang Yuhe:
"Around one o'clock in the morning today, an ID posted on Weibo that Shen Mingjia had some black material, probably because of Hong Kong feet, cheating, etc. It is not clear whether it is black fans or breaking news. Shen Mingjia's agency has issued a statement at eight o'clock in the morning. The blogger has not responded yet.”
Wen Yu: "...?"
Wait a minute.
Why does the word Hong Kong foot look like my mouth addiction
Wen Yu suddenly remembered what You Xin said to her, and she was shocked, as if she understood something, and secretly opened her small Weibo while Jiang Yuhe was not paying attention.
What caught the eye was an astonishing nearly 90,000 comments and reposts.
Wen Yu's back felt cold, feeling that something was wrong.
really-
[To tell you the truth, Shen Mingjia's Hong Kong feet have cured my old rhinitis for many years, don't the feet of scumbags who cheat and fuck are stinky, hehe.]
The accompanying picture is an emoticon pack pinching his nose and rolling his eyes.
Wen Yu: "..."
! ! !
When did she post it
God is she drunk so crazy
Wen Yu was a little flustered, and quickly turned off her phone, for fear that Jiang Yuhe beside her would see it.
Director Wu continued: "Do we need to intervene? If the matter continues to escalate, I'm afraid there will be a situation where we can get hammered. At that time, it may not end well, and it will directly affect our signing."
Wen Yu didn't expect that a drunken remark he made casually would cause such a big commotion, did it really mean that even God couldn't bear to see what a scumbag did
But after drinking, he uttered the truth, and he didn't regret it after being bold. At least the whole Internet knew that Shen Mingjia's feet stink.
Anyway, I am a trumpet, and I am not afraid of other people's meat, let alone his lawsuit.
Wen Yu quietly waited for Jiang Yuhe's reply.
The man took the tablet computer in his hand and glanced at it, then chuckled lightly: "At this time, with this tone of voice, it can be seen that he was drunk."
Wen Yu couldn't help feeling guilty for a second, and lowered her head.
It can be seen from this, it is too powerful, it is really an old entertainment dog.
Jiang Yuhe shook his head, threw the tablet aside and stopped looking at it: "I didn't like this person at first, even if I pull him back this time, something will happen next time, I'm too overwhelmed."
"Then sign...?"
Jiang Yuhe thought for a long time before saying, "He was recommended by Wen Junlong. Unless the word-of-mouth has fallen irretrievably, we still have to consider Director Wen's face. After all, the relationship behind this is inextricably linked."
Paused:
"Let the public relations department try to intervene first, suppress the news as soon as possible, and see if it can be dealt with cleanly."
"Okay." Director Wu said and left.
Wen Yu's eyes were straightened: "???"
I finally pushed him to the trending list, why don't you take it down for me
Realizing that the eyes of the people around him were not right, Jiang Yuhe turned around, "What are you looking at?"
Wen Yu didn't speak, and gritted her teeth in her heart for a long time before she smiled: "It's nothing, I just don't understand, if this person is really a fanboy, why didn't he publish what he did so that everyone can know?"
Jiang Yuhe sneered with disdain, and only replied with eight words: "I am a businessman, not a judge."
Wen Yu was speechless: "...you are so sympathetic."
"I really don't." The man's voice was a little cold, he paused, closed the document in his hand, and turned to look at her: "So far, the only sympathy in my life."
Eyes on each other.
After a long time, he said lightly, "I gave it to you."
"..."
This sentence was like a fatal blow to Wen Yu.
The incomprehension that was still gathered in my heart just now disappeared in an instant.
Yes, he gave himself so much, why should she be so harsh.
He doesn't know anything and has been kept in the dark.
From his standpoint, interests come first, there is nothing wrong with that.
Wen Yu flashed her guilt towards Jiang Yuhe contradictoryly in her heart.
She looked up, and was about to say something, when she suddenly saw Jiang Yuhe inadvertently relieved her shoulders.
"Brother, are you tired?"
She immediately stood up and walked behind Jiang Yuhe: "Let me press it for you."
Before Jiang Yuhe could say no, Wen Yu put his hand on his shoulder, pinching it lightly or hard.
Just pinched it to the place where she bit it yesterday.
Jiang Yuhe frowned, his shoulders hurt, and he avoided it subconsciously.
Wen Yu also noticed it, "What's wrong? Are you in pain? Did I push too hard?"
Wen Yu leaned over nervously and wanted to rub Jiang Yuhe, but he pushed him away.
"fine."
He got up: "I'm going to the bathroom."
Wen Yu: "..."
In the bathroom, Jiang Yuhe lay in front of the sink for a long time before he calmed down the throbbing in his heart.
He looked up at himself in the mirror, and after a while, he gently opened the corner of his shirt.
Yesterday she hugged her and refused to leave, so he compromised to accompany her and coax her to sleep, but when she was about to leave, she grabbed his arm and refused to let go.
His bottom line was repeatedly broken, and he actually let her lie on his arm to sleep all night. When he got up in the morning, half of his arm was numb for a long time before recovering.
In the mirror, the tooth marks on the shoulders bitten by Wen Yu are still there, deep red, like a fiery mark in the heart.
As soon as she touched it, her heart burned and she couldn't control it.
She was calming down with her eyes closed, when the phone in her pocket suddenly rang.
It's an unfamiliar landline number.
Jiang Yuhe didn't think much about it, and while fastening the shirt, he picked it up: "Hello."
"Hello, is this Mr. Jiang? This is the police station of Huatian District, Beijing City. A traffic accident happened to your car a month and a half ago. The follow-up of the handling seems to be that you took over the injured victim. May I ask if she is still with you now? Are you together?"
After a few seconds of silence, Jiang Yuhe hummed: "Yes."
"That's great." The policeman said: "Our staff found the lost property when we were investigating the scene on the night of the accident. I would like to say sorry to you, the policeman who was in charge of managing the accident at that time made a mistake and confused the lost property It was assigned to the evidence box of another case, and the mistake was discovered today after sorting it out. Therefore, I would like to ask when you are free to come over and retrieve the lost property."
Jiang Yuhe frowned, and subconsciously closed the bathroom door, completely isolating Wen Yu from the outside.
"What is it."
After hearing the voice from the phone, all the sunlight projected in the office suddenly seemed to be cut in half.
Just like the current positions of Jiang Yuhe and Wen Yu.
One is inside and one is outside.
Slowly pulled away, pulled away.
Back to the night of the car accident, back to the two worlds they used to have no intersection.
The other end of the phone calmly told Jiang Yuhe—
"It's the cell phone of the person who was hit."