Investment Life

Chapter 117

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Throwing down the phone, Xiao Junyi sat down on the sofa a little disappointed. Again. Last birthday, too, I spent a lot of time making a greeting card. After I sent it, there was no news. Not to mention the phone call to thank me, I didn't even send a piece of paper back. Speaking of the prototype this time, the other party has obvious dodge, not to mention whether the uncle is in Beijing now, even if he is, do you have to find him? How close is Dianjinshi to Anxin's technical department...

Since the last time Xishan was a guest, the distance that was narrowed a little bit suddenly fell into the fault. Like a sleek hedgehog, the man once again wrapped himself up with a polite attitude, with no flaws in his speech and behavior, but his attitude was alienated again, and he refused his closeness and kindness without a trace.

In normal times, Xiao Junyi really doesn't think much about it. He originally planned to fight for a long time, so what is this setback. But coincidentally, the uncle also found out that he was wrong at that time, and the two superimposed, and he couldn't help but have doubts. Wasn't it because the action was too obvious that the opponent saw through it, so he quietly wanted to distance himself

With anxiety, the mind is even more difficult to settle down. Fortunately, the work at hand was not easy during this period of time. He devoted himself to research and development and expansion projects, and then slowly suppressed the anxiety and successfully diverted his uncle's attention. Now, with the official opening of Beijing's Internet business, Junteng's business has begun to enter the initial stage, and the research and development of optical cables has also reached the moment to enrich its technical strength. Click the corner to come back. With this itinerary, and knowing that the person is currently in Hong Kong, I couldn't help but make a phone call. Who would have thought that I would be sullen when I didn't say anything. How could people not feel depressed.

But no matter how tangled, the desire in the bottom of my heart has not been reduced by half. Xiao Junyi spread out his hand and unconsciously rubbed the tip of his left finger, as if he wanted to calm the numbness that made his heart tremble. During this time, I have heard a lot of news about him, whether it is the capture of Guoxing Fund in the financial hunting ground, or the praise from the Lin family, in this real small circle, he is like a rising star. The new star, never hides the brilliance of his body, as the career circle increases, there will inevitably be more eyes attracted by this dazzling light, closely following him.

Now it's hard to tell how many emotions the ** in my heart is full of, like a moth flying into a fire. After a long sigh, Xiao Junyi stopped the movement of his hands and rested his head on the back of the sofa. Maybe he should say something, do something, and pierce the layer of window paper between the two before the relationship really deteriorates. Even causing some real trouble is better than letting it all end in agony...

Whatever it is, give it a try.

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Sitting in the car, Wen Wen nervously looked at everything around him. He knew Mercedes-Benz, but it was the first time he had seen a Mercedes-Benz like this, let alone riding. Whether it was the leather sofa sitting under his butt, or the wood inlaid on the door or steering wheel, they all exuded a taste of extreme luxury.

He moved nervously, and he shrank to the side again, trying to cover himself up a little more. Ever since I got into the car just now, the rearview mirror has been swept by unkind eyes. The young driver in front treated him like a thief, and he did not hide his contempt. Compared to the expression of that person or the attitude of Boss Ma, the boss around him can almost be called a kind person.

Moving his eyes slightly, Wen Wen quietly looked at the man sitting beside him from the corner of his eyes. This is the person that Boss Ma asked him to serve today. He was so nervous in the club just now that he didn't see the person's appearance very clearly. Now that he was alone, he realized that the other person was so young and handsome.

Yeah, that's the real handsome. Wenwen is also a person who has been in the film and television circle. I don't know how many handsome men and beauties in the circle, but there are very few people like this one, with a kind of unpretentious handsome, without the slightest creamy taste, and without any decoration. Sculpted, he exudes a natural temperament. He is not very flamboyant, nor is he low-key. He just sits so naturally, blending with this incomparably expensive car, it seems that those luxurious and extravagant cars Yes, it seems that something enviable should serve oneself, handsome and full of charm.

If he hadn't seen him mingle with those underworld people with his own eyes, Wen Wen wouldn't believe that such a person would be a brother to a guy like Boss Ma. Secretly clenching his fists, trying to suppress the panic and nervousness in his heart, he quietly made up his mind. He might just be forced to catch up just now, but now, he really doesn't want to give up this rare opportunity. No matter what this person's identity or hobbies are, this is the best target he can choose at the moment.

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, the boy straightened his back a little, hoping that the young boss could turn his head and ask him something, or… what to do. But all the way to the hotel, he didn't even look at himself, instead he opened the door and got out of the car.

After being stupid for a few seconds, Wen Wen gritted his teeth and walked out, trying to stick behind him, but was stopped by the bodyguard again.

"Boss." Xiao Song stopped the boy again and looked at Chen Yuanming in embarrassment, "This kid..."

It seemed that he had only now remembered that he had brought someone with him in the car. Chen Yuanming slowly turned his head and looked at the other person.

"Why, don't you want to leave yet?"

The voice was very soft, and seemed to have a bit of sarcasm, but at this time it was enough to take care of it, Wen Wen blushed, nodded, and shook his head again, "I... I want to thank you, boss, if not You, Boss Ma..."

The meaning of the words couldn't be more clear. Chen Yuanming snorted softly and waved at Xiao Song, "It's okay, let him follow."

Xiao Song was obviously stunned for a moment, then quickly put down his hand and followed behind the two of them. He has also been the bodyguard of this boss Chen for more than half a year. To be honest, this is the first time I have seen him bring someone home. I didn't expect it to be a boy. However, just for a moment, Xiao Song turned his face straight again. This kind of private life is not something he should care about, but the task is more important.

It took only a few minutes from getting on the elevator to entering the room. Wenwen's palms were already sweating. He tried his best to keep his face from being so twisted. He followed the big boss into a luxurious suite. The bodyguard was also sent away, and the door was locked with a click, causing goose bumps on his back involuntarily.

Standing nervously in front of the door, he nervously looked at this luxurious room beyond his imagination. Is this the so-called "Presidential Suite"? The layout is not like a hotel, but some kind of luxury private house, but the curtains are drawn tightly, and the scene outside the room cannot be seen.

Seeing that the other party took off the jacket of the casual suit and got a glass of wine at the bar, but he didn't answer what he meant, Wen Wen nervously swallowed his saliva again, and said Ai Ai expectantly, "Boss... I... "

A glance swept over, Chen Yuanming raised his finger and pointed to the bathroom next to him, "Go wash your face and find me in the living room."

As if receiving an amnesty, the boy Fei also fled into the bathroom next door. Chen Yuanming strolled to the sofa with a wine glass in his hand, sinking himself into the soft sofa.

How long? Since his rebirth, he has consciously or unintentionally restrained his emotions and desires, allowing himself to operate as fast as a real machine, and has built his business empire without rest. He almost forgot how to write the word "indulgence". What is this almost masochistic restraint for

The reaction of death stress? Physiological reflexes that were unclear in a previous life? Or it's just simply suppressed, forgetting how to express or vent **. He took a sip of the wine and let the pungency explode on the taste buds, sliding into the throat, leaving a faint sweetness behind. Chen Yuanming showed a wry smile. In other sexes, he was not too restrained. His food, clothing, housing, and transportation were already in line with his current status. But in terms of sex, he still behaved like an ascetic. It seemed that he had this body. It's really nearly forty years old, not the season of youth.

Why bother

Since everyone else has brought it to your door, it's just a taste of it, so you don't have to worry so much every day and add some boring troubles. With a slight smile, Chen Yuanming drank the amber-colored wine in one gulp. But just to vent...

There was a soft sound from the bathroom door, and his eyes swept over, only to see the boy walking out of the room gently, his face drooping very low, his hair already wet with water, sticking to his cheeks, his neckline unknown. When it was torn open, a few water marks slipped in along the neck, and it seemed that the chain bones were soaked with dampness.

It's not his type, really not. Too thin, too fragile, twisted like a little girl. But... just to pass the time.

Gently placing the wine glass on the low table aside, Chen Yuanming raised his eyes, "Come here."

(End of this chapter)

The author has something to say: hum hum hum humming, I'm here to end my conscience, the dog's blood is so happy wow~(/≧▽≦/)~~

I'll proofread it later, I'll run away without responsibility