Well, he knows that yl's elevator is very fast, it only takes one and a half minutes to go from the first floor to the 30th floor, but going up and down a dozen times a day is also a very troublesome thing, okay
Yan Jin once mentioned to him that his office is on the 30th floor, but isn't this a joke
Isn't it a joke!
The ghost knows how he felt when he was told that there were not enough desks in the design department, so he had to temporarily share an office with Yan Jin.
When Director Wang announced the news, He Xinjia on the side laughed outrageously, and gave him winks while laughing.
What kind of wink is it, naturally it is the wink from the office play!
Mingming had known He Xinjia a long time ago, but Xiao Yu hadn't discovered that He Xinjia was actually a rotten girl.
It wasn't until the first day he came to yl, after the welcome party was over, that He Xinjia was particularly active in picking him up, and then sneakily asked on the way—
Who is on top of Mr. Yan and him
This is a trap, obviously a trap.
It's a pity that even though Xiao Yu realized that He Xinjia's ulterior motives were not in drinking, because he was too confused, he couldn't think of a reasonable way to redeem it in the first place.
So it had to be the default.
He Xinjia screamed on the spot, then covered her mouth and looked around, and said in a low voice, "I said that it's unscientific for a diamond king like Mr. Yan to never mess with women. He's either gay or gay. Definitely a gay."
Xiao Yu looked at the sky speechlessly, then nodded.
He once came to the same conclusion as He Xinjia, and he also tested the truth with practice.
He Xinjia was able to guess their relationship purely out of the intuition of a rotten girl, but she also used other people in the company. Those who didn't think there was a problem at first couldn't hold it under Yan Jin's various explicit instructions. Okay.
Among other things, the mere fact that his office is on the 30th floor clearly shows that there is a problem.
…
"Why do you have to go down again, and you only came back 20 minutes." Yan Jin complained.
"You still have the face to say," Xiao Yu was about to die of rage, "If you hadn't brought my desk here, would I need to run around so much trouble?"
Yan Jin blinked innocently: "This is the company's arrangement, there is not enough space on the third floor, and I can't help it."
"If you don't tell the truth, you will sleep on the sofa tonight." Xiao Yu threatened.
"... If you didn't arrange it like this, you definitely wouldn't come to me." In order to defend her legal rights, Yan Jin had no choice but to tell the truth: "Moreover, this can subtly make everyone aware of our relationship, in case it is made public. They were so surprised."
Xiao Yu complained: "Does it need to be subtle? Who else in the company doesn't know about our relationship."
Not long ago, when Xiao Yu hadn't joined YY, there was an unsolved mystery circulating in YY - who was that little bitch who seduced President Yan Da
Yes, the question is not whether Yan Jin is in love, but who is the partner, because everyone can be sure that Yan Jin has definitely fallen into the vortex of love.
Yan Jin is famous for her abstinence and cleanliness. Even if there are yl and a group of fans who take the opportunity to seduce Yan Jin's possible underground lovers from clues every day, they are all self-entertainment Le, no matter what, there has never been any evidence to prove that Yan Jin really has a lover.
After that weekly meeting, everyone still had no evidence to prove that Yan Jin was in love, but they were firm in their conclusion.
Because love doesn't lie, even if people in love don't speak, their eyes can convey that kind of sweet and sour love.
Those who had gone through that weekly meeting quickly unified their opinions, and after confirming that Yan Jin definitely had a partner, they were amazed at the same time and wondered which god and man took down Yan Jin, the Fudo Ming King.
Shao Yue, the only one who knew the truth, chose to remain silent. Even though he enjoyed the pleasure of revealing the truth in front of everyone, he was a sensible person, and no one else was concerned. He really didn't dare to talk nonsense about matters related to Yan Jin. .
Who knows what insane things Yan Jin would do when he went crazy, the funeral that was unprecedented and never seen again is still vivid in his memory, even Shao Yue, who is familiar with Yan Jin, feels terrified when he recalls it.
Who is Mr. Yan's little lover? /Who is the boss who took down Mr. Yan
This question has been bothering everyone in yl since two weeks ago. In the gossip group, everyone who has something to do with Yan Jin has been guessed over and over, from Miss Nan's family to having a face-to-face sweep with Yan Jin two days ago. Aunt can be regarded as an object of suspicion, no matter whether it is reasonable or not, in short, everyone guesses happily.
It's a pity that no one has touched the truth from the beginning to the end, because the group of people who are infinitely close to the truth have established a new organization and chatted in full swing in their small group.
Therefore, it can be seen that the truth is always in the hands of a few people.
Fortunately, the truth did not remain a mystery for long.
Because the right person that everyone was talking about soon appeared in yl, and at the same time, President Yan Da did not shy away from his love affair.
If it is said that on the first day Xiao Yu came to yl, some people in the company were still not sure about his relationship with Yan Jin, then after he finished his first week of work, he still felt that he and Yan Jin were just ordinary friends People with negative EQ, or have already been fired by Yan Jin's secret operations.
As far as Xiao Yu is concerned, his current situation is already in such a state that no matter how hard he tries to cover it up, the people around him will only pass the topic off with that "I understand" look in their eyes.
What, you say you are just pure friendship? Then tell me why your lips are swollen only ten minutes after you came out of the office? Okay, don't tell me, I understand everything.
What, you said you have no special relationship? Then tell me why Mr. Yan calls you on the internal line every half hour? Okay, don't tell me, I understand everything.
What, you said you didn't go that far? Then tell me why you come to work every morning on Mr. Yan's mount? Well don't tell me we all understand.
Regarding the above phenomena, Xiao Yu's coping methods even forced out of routines - first, look at the sky in silence, and then, respond to this question that cannot be answered directly with a kind of silence that is "equal to acquiescence".
…
"So this is also my subtle contribution." Yan Jin said solemnly.
"Then can I beg you to subtly come back again?" Xiao Yu asked.
"You have to know that the development of some things is irreversible." Yan Jin expressed powerlessness.
"Then what are you talking about, quickly sign the document and play your only role." Xiao Yu said, turning his grief into anger.
Yan Jin pouted sadly, picked up the pen and turned it in the palm of his hand twice, and then exclaimed as if he had discovered something important: "Oh, there is no ink."
Xiao Yu: "..."
Yan Jin pretended to find the ink cartridge on the table and shook it, then said in a super aggrieved and embarrassing tone: "It seems to be used up, what can I do, I can't sign it."
"Why don't you ask logistics to send it up, let me see what the number is..."
Xiao Yu watched Yan Jin's performance from the sidelines without saying a word. When Yan Jin searched the entire desk and found a phone book that was extremely tattered, as if to start looking for a number, he put his hand into the pocket of his jacket I took out a handful.
Snapped.
A fountain pen was thrown to Yan Jin's hand.
Or to say "smash" is more accurate.
"Sign." Xiao Yu said coldly.
The corners of Yan Jin's mouth drooped, and the whole person was filled with pitiful low air pressure. It took fifteen seconds to open the cap of the pen, during which time he raised his head three times, and each time he acted cutely that didn't match his own image. expression.
Xiao Yu resisted Yan Jin's intentional malicious showmanship, and persisted in his indifference to the end.
Well, the methods of retaining people have been exhausted, and Xiao Yu's hard-hearted heart still can't be moved, so Yan Jin can only sign the symbol of parting on the document in despair, and at the same time said in frustration: "Hurry up!" Go, remember to come back quickly."
It was obviously just a moment of separation, as if parting from life and death.
Xiao Yu complained in his heart.
He watched Yan Jin finish signing, then stepped forward a few steps, took away the document with his left hand, held Yan Jin's cheek with his right hand, and placed an electric kiss on the sexy thin lips.
Before Yan Jin could react, Xiao Yu had already jumped away quickly.
With a flushed face, he raised his sleeve and wiped his mouth, then rolled up the document and waved it twice: "I'll come back to accompany you after I deliver this."
…
"Wow, it's actually signed." He Xinjia held the contract excitedly, and danced, "The right to use the meeting room on the fifth floor was advertised last time, and Mr. Yan didn't even give it to Mr. Yan."
"After all, we are here for business." Xiao Yu felt that there was nothing unusual.
"Hmph, that's not true, it's definitely because of you that Mr. Yan agreed." He Xinjia said with super self-knowledge: "If I went to find Mr. Yan, I would probably be sent away by any office. "
"Yan Jin probably isn't that kind of person..."
He Xinjia: "You speak according to your conscience."
Xiao Yu chose to shut up.
"Ah, by the way, Oliver came looking for you just now, he, hey, why isn't he here?" He Xinjia stood up from her seat and took a look, then said apologetically, "Maybe I lost the bathroom, why not?" Can you wait for him for a while?"
Xiao Yu glanced at the time and shook his head: "I promised Yan Jin that I would go back immediately, and let him come to me directly on the 30th floor. There is a special reception room."
"Wow, isn't it too tired?" He Xinjia's eyebrows curled into a smile, "Is this the so-called spring night is short and the hibiscus tent is warm, so the emperor will not go to court early?"
"No, don't change ancient poems randomly." Xiao Yu said helplessly.
He Xinjia smiled without saying a word, and there were three clear words in her eyes—
"I understand".