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After all the promotional photos were taken, Xia Yang's heart still hadn't calmed down.
He felt that he was becoming less and less immune to Han Yi's sudden direct expression.
The stamina is still great.
Shy and stuck up.
After coming out of the studio and saying goodbye to other guests, Qile told him to wait in the car, and Xia Yang went directly to the parking lot to find her agent.
"How was it? Which company arranged for you?" the agent asked as soon as we got in the car.
Xia Yang got into the passenger seat and answered him: "Yunding Group, personal assistant to the chairman."
"Yun..." The manager choked and suddenly his eyes widened, "Isn't the CEO of Genting Han Yi? The boss also wants to make a debut and record a reality show?"
"He's already well-known even if he doesn't debut." Xia Yang said objectively.
The agent ignored the question: "So you want to be Boss Han's assistant?"
"Yeah. Personal assistant." Xia Yang emphasized.
"Alas," the manager sighed and gave him a sympathetic look, "I heard that Mr. Han is a pervert."
"???"
"A workaholic, selfless, demanding of his subordinates, and merciless. You will suffer a lot if you work for him as his assistant." The manager rubbed his back and comforted him carefully. After comforting him for a while, he suddenly thought of something again and slapped his thigh heavily. , "Damn it, let me tell you, why did the program team keep this and that a secret from me? It turns out they have planned to arrange hell mode for you. Wait until I find them!"
"Hey, don't go, don't go, Brother Qi," Xia Yang quickly grabbed the manager, rubbed his back, and comforted him in turn, "The program team wants to create a topic for me. It's good. I'm happy. ! And..." He looked away and swallowed, "And I just met that big guy, and I feel that he is not... very perverted, and a good person."
"Really?" The agent raised his eyebrows.
"Yeah, yeah."
"Okay, that's it. It only takes more than a week to sharpen the sword's edge. It's all about fighting monsters and upgrading it."
Xia Yang: "..."
He shook his head slightly and did not continue to argue with his agent about this topic.
The air became quiet and the two stopped talking. He leaned on his seat and took out his cell phone to send a message to Han Yi.
[Yang]: Have you arrived at the company
[Han Yi]: It’s almost time. And you.
[澎]: On the road, walking back.
[澲]: Do you know, my agent just expressed his anxiety and worry about my current situation [呲呲][呲呲]
[Han Yi]：
[Yang]: He thinks it’s not a good thing to work under you, it’s physically and mentally abusive, and it makes me, a little assistant, tremble.
[Han Yi]: He may have delusions of being persecuted. It is recommended that he seek medical treatment as soon as possible.
[Han Yi]: You don’t have to listen to him, and don’t worry. I will protect you no matter what happens.
Xia Yang was stunned while holding her phone.
Protect you. These three words are very manly and poignant.
Originally, he just wanted to make a joke with Han Yi, but when he saw these three words of seriousness and seriousness, he suddenly felt as if a stream of heat slowly flowed through his heart, warming the whole lake of his heart.
*
On the first day of recording, Xia Yang arrived at the program set early and headed to the company with the staff.
Both he and Ouwen were interns at Genting Group, and the latter's position was reception department specialist.
"Idol, we are recording in the same company. Let's have dinner together when we have time at noon. I heard that their company cafeteria is super luxurious." Ouwen told him in the car.
Xia Yang smiled: "Okay."
An hour later, the exam parked at the entrance of the Genting Group building. The program team got out of the car. The company's personnel in charge of docking led them in, and then divided into two groups, all the way to the chairman's office floor and all the way to the reception department.
Yesterday, the agent conveyed to Xia Yang what the program team wanted to express. Authenticity, confidence, and responsibility are the original intentions of this program. Artists must show that they dare to challenge themselves and try unlimited possibilities.
Han Yi is on the 37th floor, the chairman's exclusive floor. In addition to an office area of several hundred square meters, there is also a reading area, fitness room and rest area.
The entire program team was dumbfounded.
"One person occupies an entire floor. Boss Han is so rich and angry!"
"If you apply to Taili, you can stay at Mr. Han's place to record the show for the past six months."
"I agree, I agree with my hands, feet and two kidneys!"
Everything is ready, start shooting and recording.
Han Yi sat at his desk and explained his work to Assistant Xia face to face.
"The tasks you need to be responsible for include document organization, a small number of reports and contacts, itinerary arrangements and daily work processing, such as making coffee, ordering food, accompanying people on business trips and meetings. Is this acceptable?"
"Oh, sure, no problem." Xia Yang nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
This boss of his family seems to be easy to talk to. I have never seen a superior who still negotiates with his subordinates when assigning work!
"Okay, let's sort out the documents today." Han Yi pointed to the corner of the table next to him.
Xia Yang looked in the direction of his finger and saw a paper version of the Himalayas.
"...Uh." He rubbed his eyes vigorously and asked in shock, "Is this a document that has been accumulated for a month?"
"No," Han Yi said, "I saved it all day long."
“…”
As expected of a business giant, he is huge and can be seen from all aspects.
After recovering from the initial shock, Xia Yang grinned and nodded happily: "Okay, I will put them in order as soon as possible. What do you want, Mr. Han?"
"Documents to be signed and approved are sorted separately, and other documents that have completed the entire approval process are archived." Han Yi continued.
Xia Yang held a small notebook and listened and took notes. After writing down, he raised his head and raised his hand: "Teacher, oh no, boss, I have a question."
"You ask."
“How do I differentiate between documents that are pending approval and documents that have completed the entire process?”
"Sit here and I'll teach you." Han Yi pointed to the seat next to him.
The camera zoomed in, and the two people in the picture showed a harmonious situation of "quiet years and good times". Xia Yang listened attentively, holding a small book to write down from time to time. Han Yi spoke carefully and carefully every word, and took Xia Yang's hand from time to time. He used his pen to make instructions on the documents. His pen was vigorous and powerful, but his eyes were filled with a rare softness.
The two people in charge sent by the program team were filled with envy and lowered their voices to whisper to the side.
"Hey, didn't you say that Mr. Han is aloof and strong and difficult to get along with? I think he is very gentle, a fairy superior."
"Who says it's not the case, but it may be that I have to act in front of the camera, otherwise I will be sprayed to death by the workers when it is broadcast."
"It makes sense. If you look closely, everything in the performance will be deliberate and it won't last long. After all, he is not an actor..."
It was approaching noon, and Xia Yang had only sorted out a third of it. There were so many documents to be signed and approved. You can imagine how busy Han Yi is on weekdays.
He rubbed his sore neck and glanced at the man who was still busy in the office through the glass door. He was about to go over and ask him what he wanted to eat for lunch when his cell phone rang.
It's Ouwen.
"Idol, are you done? Let's go have dinner together?"
Only then did Xia Yang remember the agreement he made with Ou Wen that morning.
"Well, I haven't finished my work yet. You can go eat first."
"Aren't you done yet?" Ouwen sounded surprised, "Oh my God, it's true that capitalists like to exploit working people and won't let them go until meal time."
"No, I want to do this myself." Xia Yang denied it and said seriously, "Mr. Han is too busy at work, so I have to help him share some of the burden."
"Huh?" Ouwen seemed to be laughing on the phone, "Idol, you are so cute. We are just recording a reality show, so we don't have to take it so seriously. Besides, why should you help him share the burden? You are not his wife!"
"..." Xia Yang's throat tightened, and she suddenly didn't know what to say.
He casually found an excuse to hang up his cell phone, and at this moment Han Yi also came out of the office inside.
"Still working? Why are you so busy that your face is red?" He lowered his eyes and said, looking at the young man who buried himself in the pile of documents.
"Hot, hot," Xia Yang stammered and stood up, "What do you want to eat for lunch? I'll go to the cafeteria to buy it for you."
"No, I've already ordered Japanese food." Han Yi said, "Boss Han is treating us at noon."
…
The person in charge of the program team and the cameraman came back from dinner. As soon as they walked to the door, they were shocked by the scene in front of them.
The table is full of food, including foie gras, mousse daifuku, Tang Yang chicken nuggets, arctic clam sashimi, salmon platter, sushi rolls...
The logo is that of a well-known Japanese food store, and the packaging box is said to be a work of art.
The voices of the two people talking faintly floated out in the room.
Xia Yang: "Thank you, Mr. Han, for your generous meal. This will become an inexhaustible and powerful motivation for my work!"
Han Yi: "If you like it, you can continue ordering it tomorrow. You can't let Assistant Xia suffer."
Program team leader: "!"
Camera guy: "!"
Tears of envy flowed from the corners of the workers' mouths.
"Oh my god, does Mr. Han treat his assistants so generously?"
"Hey, did you spend a lot of money to act in front of the camera just to create a more friendly persona?"
"If you don't shoot during the lunch break, the cameras will be removed. He's just acting like a der."
"Fuck! It's not too late for me to resign and apply for the position of Assistant Director!"
The two of them held back tears and howled in their hearts. Not long after, the secretary came over and took them to the lunch room downstairs to rest.
There are two hours of lunch break, and there will be no filming during this period. Xia Yang said that he would not take a lunch break and would make full use of his time to work and help his boss share the burden.
After all, I had a super luxurious meal for lunch.
Han Yi nodded and didn't stop him: "Then I'm going to rest. My lounge is in the innermost room. Call me if you need anything."
"Okay, go get some sleep." Xia Yang waved her hand and watched him enter the glass door.
As soon as the people left, the air became quiet, and only the ticking of the clock rang in my ears.
Xia Yang stayed at the desk and tidied up for a while, then stood up and stretched her sore shoulders. She accidentally glanced inside the glass door and saw a small crack in Han Yi's lounge.
At that moment, curiosity suddenly ignited in his heart. I want to see what Han Yi’s lunch room looks like.
Also, will you take off your clothes while taking a nap at work? So what does he wear to bed...
Driven by strong curiosity, he tiptoed toward the innermost lunch room, gently opened the door, leaned in, and saw a 1.8-meter large bed diagonally in front of him.
Han Yi, who had changed into a light gray casual top, was lying on the bed with his eyes closed.
The long eyelashes are drooped, the thin lips are slightly pursed, the high bridge of the nose outlines the perfect profile, and the broad chest rises and falls regularly.
Xia Yang stood at the door and stared for a while, then couldn't help but move forward.
He wanted to get closer and take a closer look at this man, and study how the bridge of his nose was so straight...
With this thought in his mind, he moved his legs step by step to the bedside. Just as he stood still, he suddenly heard a murmur from the sleeping man.
The voice was muffled and could not be heard clearly.
Xia Yang took two more steps forward, gently supported the edge of the bed with one hand, leaned down, and turned his ear close to listen again. At this moment, Han Yi's palm suddenly raised and covered his neck, and his warm fingertips rested behind his ears.
"Ah." Xia Yang was caught off guard and trembled. His arm shook and he almost fell into the opponent's chest.
"Is all the work done?" Han Yi stared at him at close range, his eyes flashing with heat, and his warm breath blew against his ears, and his low and magnetic voice sounded very bewitching.
"No..." Xia Yang's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and she opened her eyes slightly, looking at the man in front of her like a cute deer, "I, I want to come in and visit the place where you sleep. After all, I have never seen it before, so I am curious."
"Well, yes, let's visit," Han Yi laughed, slightly tightening his arms, revealing his strong muscle lines, and pulled Xia Yang into his arms with strength and gentleness.
"However, there is an unwritten rule in my lunch room. Once you come, you can't leave."
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