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The annual meeting officially started.
There are a total of 20 programs on the program list, and the rest are games and draws. The double dance of the two performers Xia Yang and Ou Wen is the penultimate finale.
Xia Yang's seat was still arranged in the first row, with Ouwen on the left and Han Yi on the right. The rest of the program team sat on both sides, and the cameraman came over from time to time to take close-ups.
The first few shows were all about singing and dancing. While the cameraman was walking away, Xia Yang moved two centimeters closer to Han Yi and lowered his voice: "If you don't know, Chairman Han is so lucky. Your company is so big." Make handsome men and beautiful women all versatile.”
Han Yi tilted his head slightly, looked at him and said, "I haven't noticed that handsome men and beautiful women are all the same in my eyes."
"What's the same?"
"Workers, working souls."
"Tsk." Zhen knows how to say.
Xia Yang pursed her lips and smiled, then looked at the stage. At this moment, "Wild Wolf Disco" was being performed, and several young and energetic guys were setting off the lights.
"Here, look at the one in the middle." He pretended to drink water, raised his chin and pointed at the handsome young man in position C who was jumping the most. "His waist is really thin, don't you notice? Hey, what's the matter? It seems like he keeps blinking at you."
Han Yi: "..."
Han Yi: "I don't think so, but why are you staring at his waist?"
Xia Yang: "..."
He moved his lips and closed his microphone. The topic stopped here and could not be continued.
As soon as he sat upright, Ouwen next to him came over to gossip again: "Idol, you and Mr. Han are so familiar with each other. They are whispering under the camera."
Xia was startled by what he said, and subconsciously glanced in the direction of the cameraman. The two brothers had unclean smiles on their faces, as if they had figured out some secret.
Xia Yang: "..."
He quickly retracted his gaze and swallowed, "I, we don't know each other very well. We just had a brief chat about how to make the company bigger and stronger."
"Ah?" Ouwen opened his eyes slightly, "You also know business, you are an all-around idol! But isn't Mr. Han's company already very big and powerful?"
"You are very strong," Xia Yang nodded and said seriously, "But there is no end to the struggle and the pace of hard work cannot stop!"
Ouwen was stunned for a while after hearing this: "Hey, I suddenly discovered that you and Mr. Han are the same kind of people. Their level of life is quite high, and it is not comparable to ordinary people like us."
Xia Yang lowered her eyes modestly: "Thank you, thank you."
…
The singing and dancing came to an end, and the host took to the stage again.
"Next, is our lucky draw full of surprises and excitement - the Wheel of Fortune!"
While the words were being exchanged, several staff members moved a giant turntable onto the stage. According to the host, there are prizes and tasks on the wheel, as well as "Thank you for participating" and tricks.
What is different from the past is that the area where the words are written on the turntable is completely covered by the golden cardboard, and only the pointer is exposed.
So people who come up don’t know what they’re going to get.
After introducing the rules, the lottery system on the big screen started to scroll, and the list of all participants in this annual meeting had been entered into the system in advance.
"Stop—" As the host shouted to stop, the names of the 10 lottery winners in the first round all jumped up on the big screen.
Xia Yang originally just raised his eyelids and took a casual look, but he never expected to see his name on the list of lottery winners.
"!!!"
I wonder, this is some incredible good luck.
The host invited 10 lucky geese to come to the stage, but Xia Yang hesitated and didn't move.
He was just a "temporary assistant" who came to record a variety show, so it seemed a bit unreasonable to occupy someone else's company's lottery spot.
"Well, why don't I give this spot to someone else."
When Ou Wen heard this, he quickly came over and said: "Idol, you are too reserved, but if you really don't want to, I will reluctantly do it for you!"
Han Yi's eyes swept over Ouwen coldly, and then returned to Xia Yang's face: "Why should you give it to others? This is your fate with this company."
Xia Yang: "."
Oh, fate. That makes sense.
Encouraged by the company's top leaders, he put aside his worries and strode onto the stage.
At the beginning of the first round, in order of name, the first person to spin the big wheel was a little girl.
After a few seconds, the turntable stopped, and the host unveiled the "surprise waiting area" pointed by the pointer. As soon as the golden cardboard was opened, he saw the words "Congratulations on receiving 20 days of additional paid annual leave".
"Oh my god! I'm so happy!" The little girl was so excited that she hugged the host so excitedly that she almost choked him. "Thank you to the company, thank you to Mr. Han. I will definitely live up to expectations and enjoy these 20 days of extra vacation!"
In the eyes of everyone with envy and hatred, the second employee turned on the big carousel.
The pointer freezes, and the golden cardboard is lifted—
[Congratulations on getting 20 squats in place]
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu There is no one who looks like a non-chief." The young man put on a pain mask and did 20 squats.
The "surprise" these two people drew was overwhelming, and the atmosphere at the scene was both joyful and tense.
Xia Yang was in third place, and the host looked even more excited than him. When the turntable stopped, he pulled the golden cardboard and lifted it up, revealing clearly - [Congratulations on winning Boss Han]
Boss Han sitting under the stage: "?"
other people:"???"
Everyone was staring at the carousel in confusion. How could the dignified chairman move it out and use it as a prize? Is it such a big game
Xia Yang was also confused.
It was just a matter of going to someone else's company to win prizes, but with this trick, he actually took away the person's chairman.
Awesome! This is really awesome luck.
It seems to be in compliance with the saying that there is God's will in the dark!
He quickly turned his head, thinking about whether to prepare a "take-away speech", and just then the host noticed the clue.
"Yeah! Yeah! My hand was so strong that I pulled out the words."
She hurriedly picked up the golden cardboard that had just been taken off and re-pasted the words that had been torn off.
Such a complete sentence is presented in front of everyone - [Congratulations on getting a sincere message from Boss Han]
"Mom, you scared me to death. I thought you sent our boss away."
"I almost believed it. There will be a lucky draw at the annual meeting, and a lot of living people will be given away."
"Uuuuuuuuuah, you can't give our boss to someone else so that I can have hope of waiting for love!"
There was a commotion under the stage, Xia Yang lowered his eyes and sighed silently.
Well, there is no need to prepare for the acceptance speech. It seems that God's will is not so partial.
In front of him, Han Yi had already stood up in his seat. All eyes were focused on him.
If a company employee wins this surprise, they will regard it as an expected promise, such as whether there will be an appreciation in salary.
But now, the "truth" has been slapped by outsiders, and everyone is looking at them curiously and expectantly.
Xia Yang lowered her eyes and thought for a moment, then took the phone, cleared her throat, and said, "Then I'll ask you something that I really want to know. Mr. Han, what is your view on love?"
"Hey, this is a good question, it touches my heart."
"What, our boss Han doesn't have love, how can we have a concept of love!"
"Shh, stop yelling, just listen quietly..."
The restlessness in the audience gradually subsided. Han Yi took the microphone, looked directly at Xia Yang, and slowly said: "My view of love is blank."
Xia Yang: "?"
other people:"???"
Someone else whispered: "Let me just say, he is a career-oriented man. He has no emotions, nor can he talk about love. He doesn't need a wife. He may become a monk directly when he gets old."
"Damn it, please keep your voice down! Your bonus is gone!"
Han Yi ignored all the sounds behind him and continued:
"I asked myself this question not long ago."
"Actually, before I met my lover, I had no illusions. After meeting him, I understood that love can take on thousands of forms, but no one state can represent all of it.
"So when it comes to the concept of love, I choose to hand in a blank sheet. I will give my lover the most beautiful form of any kind of love he can imagine. He has the right to choose and decide. I am only responsible for realizing his dream." Longing.”
A detailed and serious answer, everyone in the audience was stunned. The whole place was silent for several seconds before they gradually came to their senses.
"Damn it, Mr. Han is not married! He really doesn't have a wife!"
"Uuuuuuuuuah, my house collapsed."
"Oh my god, it's so well said. This is a golden sentence. Someone has written it down and let me copy it so I can use it to chase my goddess..."
Xia Yang's misty eyes blinked, her Adam's apple rolled, and she was speechless. Until he returned to his seat and felt the warmth in Han Yi's palm, he was still immersed in the atmosphere just now.
These sincere words sounded so nice, it was like confessing in public. To him, this was the most touching love words.
…
The annual meeting continued, and four hours passed by in a blink of an eye. There were still three programs left until the finale of the pas de deux between Xia Yang and Ou Wen.
"I'm going to change clothes first." He patted Han Yi's hand quietly and whispered.
"Where is the changing room?"
"On the second floor. Director Li has opened two temporary rooms. Ouwen and I have one room each. The costumes have been placed somewhere in advance."
"Okay." Han Yi nodded and looked away when he heard the key point "one person per room".
Xia Yang's performance costume is black and slim-fitting, with a silver horseshoe buckle belt tied around her waist, which outlines her beautiful body lines.
After changing clothes, I walked out of the room. When I looked up, I saw Ouwen waiting outside.
His costume was white and tightly wrapped around his 1.95 meter tall figure.
"Idol, I have designed the ending of our dance again. It will definitely be more exciting and explosive." Ouwen came over and pulled him to sign.
Xia Yang glanced at the time and saw that there was not enough time at the moment. He didn't care to listen carefully and pulled Ou Wen to speed up his pace.
"It's too late. Just be satisfied." He said as he went downstairs.
The two rushed to the backstage of the banquet hall. The last show was coming to an end. Xia Yang took advantage of a few minutes to adjust her clothes again. She turned to take a look at Ou Wen and found that the latter's deep V was almost open to her chest. The following location.
"..." He cleared his throat and spoke earnestly, "Dear, you'd better button up two more buttons. I'm worried that your silk shirt will fly out if you dance later."
Slippery, as if wearing a plastic bag.
Ouwen looked down and grinned: "It's okay, this is the effect we want. The collar is too small to tear off!"
Xia Yang: "???"
While speaking, the host's voice came from the stage again. He had no time to think about it and hurriedly went to the waiting area with Ouwen to make final preparations.
"Next, let's invite popular idol Xia Yang and international supermodel Owen to perform a duet - "Burning Love". Welcome with applause!"
There was a wave of heat under the stage, and the two celebrity guests appeared in the center of the stage.
Xia Yang put on light makeup. The sparkling deer eyes were lightly lined with eyeliner, and the ends of the eyes were slightly elongated. The upper eyelids and silkworms were painted with golden brown eye shadow, and small star glitters were pasted on the ends of the eyes. Thousands of styles.
"Oh my god, a big star is a big star, this look is amazing!"
"Both of them are so handsome! Especially Xia Yang, she's so beautiful!"
"The handsome young model guy is so awesome. I can tell his chest muscles can hold a pen."
The lights around the stage dimmed, and the restlessness under the stage gradually subsided. Xia Yang turned her body sideways and assumed the iconic opening pose of Latin dance.
The smooth lines extend from the straight shoulders to the slim waist to the two slender and straight legs. The delicate chin turned to the side, sinking into the hazy and mysterious shadow of the light.
The next second, a powerful and dynamic drumbeat suddenly exploded, shaking the stage and the audience below. Several beams of bright lights "swiped" from the middle to both sides. The two people on the stage suddenly looked back and danced. .
Tuck in the abdomen, turn the hips, and stretch the arms. The roles played by the two-person Latin dance are different, and the dance steps and styles are naturally different. Xia Yang is more soft and charming, while Ou Wen is tough and powerful.
The dynamic and enthusiastic background dance music sets off the two sharp figures, and the body contact is just right, full of high-end feeling, and it arouses people's blood.
“It’s so silky smooth, on par with professional standards!”
"Xia Yang is good at twisting, and suddenly she got the charm of Latin dance!"
"It exploded!"
The atmosphere at the scene was heated to the highest point, and the people below stared at it with wide eyes. The three-and-a-half-minute dance was coming to an end. The ending pose was Xia Yang and Ou Wen rotating 720 degrees, and then bending down for the curtain call.
The last melody came to a rest, and at the same time, the two of them also completed the rotating ending pose neatly. Just when the curtain call was about to end, Ouwen suddenly tore open his shirt and shook the hem back hard, Then he bent his knees and half-knelt in front of Xia Yang, stretched out his arm and handed him a red rose that appeared from nowhere.
This is the finishing touch after his revision. With a more unrestrained body expression of courtship, the whole dance is more in line with this dance song "Burning Love".
Xia Yang was completely stunned.
He was short of time and didn't have time to listen to Ou Wen's detailed explanation. At the moment, he only felt a piece of white muscle suddenly appeared, which made his eyelids bulge for several seconds.
The audience under the stage was also stunned, and then burst into a wave of applause, high-pitched cheers, and whistles one after another.
They are all unknown working people. How can they see such a big scene on weekdays? An international supermodel tears off her shirt with bare hands, and the real material on her body is clearly visible!
My eyes are getting pregnant...
The host was stunned for a while before he recovered his thoughts. He was so excited that his mouth dropped: "Everyone, shrink, are they dancing well?"
"good-"
Her eyes inadvertently drifted to Xia Yang's face, who was still dumbfounded, thinking that he had also been hit by a muscle gun.
The host's eyes lit up: "I suddenly want to interview Xia Yang. What do you think of Ou Wen's figure?"
Xia Yang was brought back from her thoughts by her cue. She was stunned and politely replied: "Okay."
"The ending pose at the end, the close-up visual appreciation, isn't it super cool?"
"... Right." Xia Yang continued to remain polite.
"Okay! Let us applaud again and thank the two big stars for bringing such a wonderful and explosive dance. Thank you!"
The two bowed and retreated to the backstage. When Xia Yang came down, he turned his head slightly and glanced at Han Yi in his seat, but he only saw a tight jawline, and his expression was completely hidden in the shadows.
Back upstairs, he opened the room, went to the bathroom to wash his face, and then changed out of his performance clothes that were soaked with sweat.
As soon as I put on my T-shirt, I heard the doorbell ringing outside.
"Who?" he called through the door.
There was no reply from the door.
Xia Yang walked over and opened the door, and was a little surprised to see Han Yi appear at the door, his thin lips slightly pursed and his face darkened.
"Why are you here? Aren't we going to have a big dinner soon?"
"No appetite." Han Yi said expressionlessly.
Oh yo.
Why does it seem to have a sour little emotion
Xia Yang blinked her deer eyes, grinned, poked his waist gently with her finger, and joked: "What are you doing? You have no appetite for a big meal, are you pregnant?"
Han Yi: "..."
"Hiss, it's not like that," Xia Yang felt the touch under her fingertips and continued, "Although your muscles are invisible, they still feel very strong..."
Before he could finish his words, Han Yi suddenly grabbed his wrist, and the distance between the two people also shortened in that moment.
"???"
Han Yi: "You seem to like watching muscular men, right?"
"Huh???" Xia Yang opened his eyes slightly, like looking at muscular men? How do you say this!
Han Yi took another step forward, and his breath collided with Xia Yang's.
"What's so strange about muscles? I'll show you whatever you want to see." He said in a cold tone.
Damn it! Xia Yang was shocked.
What an auspicious day today is.
Why are all the big guys coming here to show off their muscles for him
He is not interested in Ouwen, even if he has eighty-eight-pack abs, he is not attracted to him.
But this guy at home...
Seeing the cold-hearted Boss Han tearing off his tie in front of him, he didn't say anything or showed any expression. He just stared at him with his dark eyes, which made his whole body numb inexplicably.
Damn, I'm so horny! Good to poke him!
It turns out that there are really people who can make people's heads sink with the simple action of pulling a tie.
He swallowed and stopped the small colored pieces that were about to come out of his mind.
"You can show me whatever I want to see. You want to seduce me, right?" After saying that, he stretched out his finger and poked Han Yi. This was the first time he had dared to tease his man.
A dark color flashed in the eyes of the person in front of him, with some warmth, and a suppressed low sound came out of his thin lips: "Yes."
The tips of Xia Yang's ears were filled with a hint of pink. He put his arms around Han Yi's neck, stood up on tiptoes and whispered against his ear, "Then show me tonight. If you can seduce me, your application will be approved."
"...What kind of application?" Han Yi was startled. There were times when the reflex arc was long.
Xia Yang opened her lips and said word by word: "Same bed, shared pillow."
He never thought that one day, these blushing words would come out of his mouth.
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