Ye Fei didn't use much force, just swept across it as if there was nothing, but it seemed to be carrying electricity and sparks, all the way up along the place where the two touched, and rushed straight to Yan Xiao's heart.
Yan Xiao's whole body tensed up, and he subconsciously grabbed Ye Fei's ankle.
Ye Fei raised her eyebrows and let him hold her without moving.
Yan Xiao lowered his eyes, his palms and ankles were white and slender, and the early morning sunlight projected on his thin skin, creating a fragile beauty that made people palpitate.
"Ye Fei," Yan Xiao called him, and said, "I have no problems with my ears, and there are no problems with other places."
"Oh?" Ye Fei stared at him with burning eyes, licked her lips, and said with deep meaning, "Then who knows."
Yan Xiao still held his ankle, as if he had forgotten about it. He looked at Ye Fei for a while, and then said seriously: "I just went to the hospital for an examination last month, and I can show you my medical report."
Ye Fei: "???"
The smile on Ye Fei's face froze.
Ye Fei only felt a mouthful of old blood stuck in his throat and almost choked him to death. He broke away from Yan Xiao's hand and drank all the milk in the cup.
Damn, how can someone who is so good-looking not know how to play pornography!
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he couldn't help but give Yan Xiao a hard look.
Yan Xiao was stunned by his stare, and after a while he called Ye Fei's name again: "Ye Fei."
"What are you doing!" Ye Fei responded angrily.
Yan Xiao pointed to the floor and said, "Don't be barefoot."
Although it's only the end of spring, Ye Fei is greedy for the cold, the air conditioner at home has been turned on early, and the indoor temperature is very low.
Ye Fei lowered her head to play with her mobile phone, pretending not to hear.
If he doesn't wear it, it's none of his business!
When Yan Xiao was silent for a while, he suddenly stood up, bent down and picked up the slippers that Ye Fei had kicked aside.
Out of the corner of Ye Fei's eyes, she saw his movements, and was about to ask him what he was going to do, when his eyes suddenly went dark, and Yan Xiao half-knelt down in front of him.
"You..." Ye Fei was too shocked to speak.
Yan Xiao held Ye Fei's calf with one hand, and put the slippers on his feet with the other. The movements are clumsy and ridiculous, and he missed it several times, but he is very serious, as if he is doing an extremely solemn work.
Ye Fei snorted and stopped talking: "Boss Yan's obsessive-compulsive disorder is really getting worse."
"It's not obsessive-compulsive disorder," Yan Xiao stood up, and his calm and steady voice reached Ye Fei's ears, "It's the cold floor."
After breakfast, Yan Xiao went to work as usual, while Ye Fei received a message from Advocate Wenyin——
[Advocating Wenyin: Mr. Ye, the T-shirt you want has been printed and will be shipped in the afternoon.]
Ye Fei, who was lazily slumped on the sofa, got up and replied:
[Your brother Fei: move so fast?]
Back there in seconds.
[Chong Wenyin: Mr. Ye, what do you want, hahahaha, of course it will be soon. It was rushed out after working overtime last night, do you think it was sent to the company, or did you give another address?]
Ye Fei flipped through the phone calendar, and the day after tomorrow is the 25th anniversary of Dingyuan. Because it is a whole year, it is bigger than previous years. He wasn't going to go there, but now...
Ye Fei typed with a smile.
[You Brother Fei: Send it directly to the company, and I'll transfer the amount to you.]
A number was sent over there, and after Ye Fei paid the money quickly, she found the WeChat of Dingyuan's public relations director.
[Your brother Fei: I will be responsible for the unified clothing of the whole company for this anniversary, and it will be sent to you almost today, please pay attention to check it for me.]
Public relations director Yang Wenxin was single-handedly promoted by Ye Fei, and he is very capable. Since he joined the job, Dingyuan has never had a public relations crisis again.
[Yang Wenxin: Received.]
Ye Fei looked at the dialog box between the two, thinking about how to tell him about her departure from Dingyuan. He didn't want to reveal too much about the Ye family's affairs to others, but he couldn't do without telling Yang Wenxin.
Yang Wenxin is his absolute confidant, Ye Yao will definitely liquidate him after taking over, he can't let Yang Wenxin be unprepared.
Just when he was in trouble, Yang Wenxin suddenly sent a series of messages.
[Yang Wenxin: Mr. Ye, are you not at Dingyuan anymore?]
[Yang Wenxin: Do you want to start your own business?]
[Yang Wenxin: What about the anniversary, are you still here?]
Ye Fei frowned and asked him—
[Your Brother Fei: How do you know?]
[Yang Wenxin: I accidentally heard President Xiaoye calling.]
The top dialog box continued to display "typing" for a while before Yang Wenxin's next message came.
[Yang Wenxin: So what, Mr. Ye, let me tell you the truth, Mr. Ye did not speak very well...]
Yang Wenxin didn't say anything specifically, but Ye Fei knew it all with his toes. It was nothing more than the words that he was kicked out of the company by his father.
He thought for a moment, and called Yang Wenxin directly: "Ye Yao is right, I will indeed not be at Dingyuan in the future."
"Where are you going?" After the initial surprise, Yang Wenxin had completely accepted the fact. He looked at his colleagues in the office who were working hard, and went to the corridor with his hands on the phone, "I'll go with you."
If it weren't for Ye Fei, he would still be struggling to write copywriting. For him, it is not an exaggeration to say that Ye Fei is Bole.
Ye Fei smiled: "No, I'm going to take a break and go to my friend's small company to help out."
Yang Wenxin asked persistently, "What company?"
Ye Fei had no choice but to tell the truth: "It's a small entertainment company opened by my friend and I, and it's not perfect in all aspects..."
Before finishing a sentence, Yang Wenxin interrupted: "Is there still a shortage of people over there?"
He, Ye Yao and Father Ye really don't get along, even if they don't go with Ye Fei today, they will go somewhere else.
Seeing his insistence, Ye Fei had no choice but to say: "That's fine, you can come directly after the anniversary."
"I can go now."
Ye Yao has long disliked him. If he proposed to resign, he might not even have a one-month handover period.
"This is impossible," Ye Fei's eyes flashed slyly, "I want you to do one thing for me."
He had wanted to go to the office himself and have the employees wear those T-shirts for the anniversary. But since Yang Wenxin is sure that he wants to resign, he can just let him do it.
Yang Wenxin: "Tell me."
Two days later, Dingyuan's anniversary celebration.
The employees held the T-shirts in their hands, looked at me and looked at you, dumbfounded.
what's the situation? Why is the picture of Zong Xiaoye rushing to the street printed on this T-shirt? Is this... is this a spoof
Although the employees couldn't figure it out, since it was an order from the company, they should wear it. It's not embarrassing for them anyway.
So, Dingyuan approached the 300 employees, and all put on the T-shirts uniformly customized by Ye Fei. Looking at the past, it is Ye Yaopujie x300, the effect can be called shocking.
Ye Yao attaches great importance to this anniversary celebration, because it is his first step to formally take over Dingyuan.
After looking in the mirror several times to make sure that his attire was okay, Ye Yao shook his head and walked into the venue with a heroic stride.
Along the way, he always felt that many employees were peeking at him. Ye Yao raised the corners of his lips unconsciously, and raised his chin even higher. He will be the owner of Dingyuan in the future, just wait and see, he will manage the company better than Ye Fei.
He cleared his throat and silently recalled the speech to be delivered later. Out of the corner of his eye, he inadvertently glanced at a staff member next to him, and the expression on his face suddenly cracked.
what happened? ! Why is there a photo of him being beaten on the T-shirt!
Ye Yao's eyes were tearing apart, and he grabbed the employee: "What's the matter? What's the matter with the clothes?! Change the clothes for me!"
However, what he didn't know was that because this matter was too curious, some employees had already filmed a video, and submitted it to the Weibo Big V Sand Sculpture Award, which was being forwarded enthusiastically by the people who eat melons.
Although Dingyuan is not well-known in the industry, Haolai has signed several small stars. Once Ye Yao's identity has been popularized, it has aroused the enthusiasm of the people who eat melons.
Soon, this incident became a trending topic on Weibo, and it was accompanied by a very eye-catching title: The young man actually used his own photo...
[Hahahahaha, I have never seen such a shaky behavior! I lost]
[Kangkang, the emoticon pack I made! Beaten by the society.jpg, rushed to the street.jpg, hahahahaha]
[I'm looking for the original picture without the watermark upstairs!]
[Same request!]
... ... ...
Ye Yao was so angry that he almost fainted as he rolled over the comments that were snowballing, he snarled at his assistant with a black face: "Quickly go to Contacts to remove the trending searches!"
The assistant ran out obediently, and returned 20 minutes later with drooping shoulders: "Boss Ye, I'm sorry, the trending search can't be removed..."
Ye Yao slammed his phone against the wall: "Money is not a problem! No matter how much you want, you agree."
"No, no," the assistant said with a sad face, trembling, "Weibo was interviewed by the relevant department today, and the trending search has been stopped for fifteen days..."
In other words, the photo of Ye Yao being beaten has to be posted on the hot search for fifteen days.
This is tantamount to public execution, Ye Yao lifted the table and gritted his teeth: "Get lost!"
"Hahahahaha, you are too bad," Gu Ruijia put down the phone, laughing until tears burst out, "What kind of luck do you think Ye Yao is? He has caught up to such a point."
Ye Fei also smiled: "I didn't expect that either."
Probably because I did too many bad things in my previous life, so God can't see it anymore.
The two got together and muttered for a long time, saved a lot of Ye Yao's emoticons, and then started to talk about business.
"Yang Wenxin came at the right time. Our company is in short supply right now," Gu Ruijia patted his chest and promised, "Don't worry, I will definitely not treat the people you brought badly."
Ye Fei nodded: "I will come to the company these few days to see if there are any projects worth investing in."
"Hey," Gu Ruijia looked at Ye Fei mockingly, "It's not easy, I thought you wanted salty fish to the end."
"No way," Ye Fei took a sip of tea, "I want to get a divorce, the first thing I need is to make money."
"You haven't given up on this idea yet." Gu Ruijia didn't know what to say to him, and thought again, "No, is there a relationship between the two?"
"Yes," Ye Fei spread her hands, "I owe Yan Xiao a huge debt, and I must pay him back."
Gu Ruijia frowned and pondered for a while, and suddenly said something surprising: "It's fine if you don't get a divorce, you owe a lot of debt, why can't you pay it back with your ass!"
Ye Fei: "???"