"Mr. Qi," a little girl at the front desk saw Qi Yan and hurriedly stood up and bowed to him, "Please come this way."
Qi Yan smiled at her: "You have to work."
"No." The little girl at the front desk smiled shyly. For these low-level employees, the company executives may not be able to talk to her for a month. This Mr. Qi, as the boyfriend of the BOSS, is admitted by the Cen family. The kind that is so polite to them, they naturally have a good impression of Qi Yan.
"Hey," Qi Yan suddenly stopped when he was approaching the elevator door, "I see that the artist just now looks familiar."
"He is a second-tier artist who came back from abroad. Because he endorsed the dairy products of Yuan's company, he is being scolded on the Internet. "In front of Qi Yan, what did the front desk say?" He said it was BOSS University Roommate, I have to go to see the boss, but he has neither made an appointment, nor did Assistant Liang say that he can let him go upstairs, how can we make our own decisions to let him go upstairs."
This is not only to gossip to Qi Yan, but also to use Qi Yan's ears to indirectly express their embarrassment. Even if Cen Baihe wants to see Tao Yan later, they will not offend the boss.
"Yeah, it's not easy for you either." Qi Yan looked back and met Tao Yan's eyes. He smiled at the other party, but the other party turned his head blankly.
Qi Yan hooked the corner of his mouth and walked into the elevator. The moment the elevator door closed, he seemed to hear Tao Yan's voice.
"Why can that person go in without an appointment?" Tao Yan has a natural disgust towards Qi Yan, perhaps because Cen Baihe and Qi Yan are too close, or maybe it's the other person's eyes that are somewhat similar to him before.
Sometimes the feeling between people is so strange, obviously there is no conflict or festival with each other, but they just can't like it.
"Mr. Tao, this is an internal secret of the company, please forgive me for not being able to tell you." The front desk was already a little impatient, but he didn't dare to show a half on his face, and he still explained it in a friendly way.
"Is he Cen Baihe's little lover?" Tao Yan said with a sullen face, "Otherwise, with Baihe's character, he wouldn't let him go upstairs with such a swagger."
The front desk laughed without saying a word, and silently complained, "You care about the relationship between others and the boss. Who do you show this clear and indignant look, and those who don't know think you have something to do with the boss."
"Ayan," the agent felt that the current atmosphere was a little awkward, and whispered in Tao Yan's ear, "Mr. Cen may be a little busy at this time, let's come again next time. If someone stabs this matter on the Internet, it will also be for us. not too good."
This kind of hugging the old classmate's thigh, but the classmate didn't want to see him at all. If it was exposed by Yuji, Tao Yan's face would really be lost.
Tao Yan glanced back at the agent, but seeing the polite and distant smile at the front desk, he turned around and walked out of the company door with a sullen face.
Knowing that he was a little unhappy, the agent whispered: "Don't worry, there are big events happening every day in the circle, and in a few days, no one will remember that you spoke for Yuan."
After getting into the car, Tao Yan angrily took off his vest and threw it aside: "You think I don't know how serious the Yuan family is? Otherwise, there would be no such manufacturer to terminate the contract with me."
The agent listened to him losing his temper in the car and did not continue to comfort him. After he had almost vented his emotions, the agent said, "Then what do you think we should do now?"
"You're an agent and you're asking me?!"
If I hadn't been your agent, I would have beaten you to death!
The agent took a deep breath: "It won't solve the problem if you lose your temper, don't make your body mad."
"There's someone else who can help me."
"Who?"
"My aunt."
"It feels good to be a boss." After dinner, Qi Yan had nothing to do anyway, so he helped Cen Baihe run all the important departments of the company, and fine-tuned some of the interior decorations in the company. Some of the propaganda calligraphy and paintings have also been removed, which looks a lot simpler and more refreshing.
After being busy for most of the afternoon, he was lying in Cen Baihe's office, looking like he was paralyzed, "How about I open a studio and experience what it's like to be a boss?"
"What kind of studio do you open?" Cen Baihe knew how lazy Qi Yan was by nature. If he opened a studio, he would definitely fish for three days and spend two days on the Internet. "Do you want me to help?"
"Let's talk about it after the New Year. Find a place near here to open a company, and I'll be the boss when I say it out." Qi Yan rested his chin in his hand, "and we can still commute to get off work together."
Originally, he said it casually, but now Qi Yan really has such thoughts.
"Okay," Cen Baihe thought about the picture of himself commuting to get off work with Qi Yan, and suddenly became enthusiastic, "then I'll help you find a place first, anyway, after the place is decorated, it will take a while to treat people. What kind of decoration do you like? Office style, Chinese style or European style?"
"You don't even know what I'm going to do to open a studio, so you're looking for a venue first?" Qi Yan walked over to Cen Baihe and poked his chin, "What if I don't want to do it after finishing the decoration?"
"If you don't like it, rent it out. The location here is very good, and many people line up to rent the shop." Cen Baihe grabbed his hand and kissed it on the lips, "Then tell me, what do you want to open? What kind of studio?"
"Huaxia Traditional Academic Research Studio."
Cen Baihe's heart: Although I don't understand what it is, it sounds great.
"That's a good name! I'll see if there's a suitable place tomorrow."
"The place you're looking for must be good," Qi Yan said, "then I don't need to go to see it." Worrying about these things is also very tiring. Why not do it when someone helps
Cen Baihe knew that he would say so, and suddenly laughed in a low voice.
"Ayan, are you really not kidding?" The agent looked at the luxurious mansion in front of him, and the tall carved door made him feel a little timid, mainly because he had a closed door at Fifth Master Cen before. He was worried that he would be shut out again when he got here.
Tao Yan glared at him, opened the car door and pressed the intercom next to the door.
The call was quickly connected, but it was a man who answered the phone: "Hello, sir."
"Hello, I'm Tao Yiru's nephew Tao Yan, is my aunt at home?"
"Please wait."
About a minute or two later, the man's voice came out again: "Mr. Tao, please come in."
The agent saw that the carved door actually opened. He looked at Tao Yan in surprise. Could it be that Tao Yan really has such a powerful aunt, but why has he never heard of it? The conditions of Tao Yan's family are not very good, and their parents are not very knowledgeable people in the market. If they really have such wealthy relatives, why did their family live so poor back then
There were a lot of doubts in his heart that could not be answered, and the agent felt that his gossip factor had already tap danced in his mind.
After driving the car into the mansion, someone quickly arranged where to park them, and a woman in a work suit came to receive them: "Two gentlemen, please come this way, the madam is waiting for you in the living room."
This is a very large villa. The agent felt that he walked for a long time before walking into the so-called main building. He stepped on the white stone steps and walked into the door. He saw a woman sitting on the sofa.
This woman is very beautiful, her figure is well maintained, and there is a kind of beauty beyond her age. For a time, the agent does not know whether she is twenty, thirty or forty years old. After they came in, the woman didn't react much, she just looked up at them and pointed to the sofa next to her, "Sit down."
The agent found that Tao Yan didn't seem to be very familiar with his prominent aunt, otherwise he would not be as disciplined as he is now.
"Two gentlemen, please have some tea."
The faint tea fragrance fills the nose, even people who don't know tea can smell it as a good tea.
"Drinking tea," Tao Yiru leaned back lazily on the sofa and glanced at Tao Yan out of the corner of her eyes, "The last time I saw you, you were only seven years old. The male university has changed eighteen years ago. If it wasn't for your name, I would I don't even know you anymore."
Her tone was obviously flat, but her powerful aura made Tao Yan dare not say another word. He stretched out the hand that held the teacup and retracted it, whispering, "How is aunt doing all these years?"
Tao Yiru sneered: "Okay, of course. I'm a famous woman rich in China, what's wrong."
The most famous female rich in China? !
The agent remembered that there was indeed a very powerful woman in the national rich list, and her surname was Tao.
Tao Yiru, is she actually Tao Yiru? !
The legendary life of this woman can almost be made into an inspirational drama. She came from a poor background and was admitted to the top 1 universities in the country with excellent grades. However, her parents who prefer sons over daughters are reluctant to let her go to school. Finally, with the help of the local government, she paid After paying the tuition that year, he successfully graduated from the work-study program on campus. In just two years, he became a well-known talent in the industry, and he even married a rich and handsome man. It's a pity that the good times didn't last long. Soon after the two got married, her husband died of a serious illness. After giving birth to a child, she was busy with her husband's funeral while handling company affairs, and then the child, who was still an infant, was kidnapped. Never found again.
Since then, she has devoted herself to developing the company and has become a well-known rich man in the country. She has never remarried and has no children.
He used to read these as stories in the past, but now that Tao Yiru's patriarchal parents are actually Tao Yan's grandparents, his mood and views are completely different.
What Tao Yan remembers most about Tao Yiru is not the toys and clothes she bought for herself back then, but the winter twenty-two years ago, when her aunt was holding his grandparents and parents crying and scolding on a snowy day. , that hideous expression, like a ghost crawling out of the ground!
"You killed my son, and I will pay your son's debt!"
At that time, my aunt pinched his neck hard, her fingers cold.
At that time, he was not sensible, and he didn't know how his aunt let go in the end, but since then, the adults in the family stopped talking about his aunt, and his parents even took him to study abroad.
He vaguely remembered that in those two years, his parents were very wary of everyone. As long as an adult approached him, he would become very nervous, as if those people would take him away.
After so many years, my aunt never bothered them again, and even if their family knew that my aunt had become very rich, they would not dare to come to the house. For the rich, it is too easy to deal with a family like them.
But now, looking at the elegant and beautiful aunt, Tao Yan has some doubts. Was the ghostly aunt he saw when he was seven years old a dream
"I didn't expect that you would dare to find me here," Tao Yiru's red lips curved slightly, revealing a slightly mocking smile, "Didn't your parents tell you not to provoke me?"
Agent: Emma, this is not a relative, but an enemy!
"Aunt, now you can only help me..."
"Why should I help you?" Tao Yiru sneered, "Just because you are from the old Tao family?"
No matter how thick-skinned Tao Yan was, he couldn't help blushing when he heard this. When he was young, his grandmother often said that he was from the old Tao family, and his aunt should take care of him more. He thought that his memory was not good, and he didn't think of what happened when he was six or seven years old, and he could still remember it.
"Tao Yan, you should be thankful," Tao Yiru put the cup on the table, "Time has made me a little kinder."
"get out!"
Her phoenix eyes were sharp, and she smiled mockingly, but she revealed a pair of sweet dimples: "I feel sick when I see your old Tao's seed!"