The President Mistook Him For A Canary!

Chapter 8

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When Ying Tongchen came out wearing the chosen clothes, Zhuo Shu understood why he was not popular.

I don't have any thought of dressing up at all. According to this dress aesthetic, it is a ghost to get attention in the entertainment industry where there are trendy men and women everywhere.

Although the shirt matches his temperament, it is too simple.

Zhuo Shu suddenly felt his old father's upper body, and was worried about the child's future: "This one is not good, change it."

Ying Tongchen was tying his cufflinks, and when he heard the words, he asked, "Where can't it be?"

"It's too plain." Zhuo Shu walked to the adjacent exhibition area, selected a few rows of men's clothing for a while, and took out a fashionable but unassuming piece of clothing, "Go and try this."

Ying Tongchen entered the fitting room, and the salesman walked up to Zhuo Shu and said with a smile, "Mr.'s vision is really good, this is a limited edition for the season."

Zhuo Shu nodded. Although he is not keen on shopping, his job is to be a shopping mall and he must understand the advantages and popular products of major stores.

"Business is good today." He asked intentionally or unintentionally, "The mall is very lively today?"

"Yeah, the mall is doing promotions recently. I heard that Mei Xingming will be invited to the platform during the National Day and Mid-Autumn Festival." The salesperson said a little excited. Although Mei Xingming doesn't know how many lines he is, but in the eyes of ordinary people, it's not bad, it's a talk that can be sent to the circle of friends.

Zhuo Shu nodded thoughtfully and walked around the store twice. At this moment, the door to the dressing room in the back opened.

He looked back and was stunned for a moment.

Ying Tongchen is undoubtedly a clothes rack, and a piece of loose long sleeves can make him tall, legs and fair skin.

Ying Tongchen turned around in front of the mirror, not feeling much, and turned around to change back to his clothes.

When he came out again, he found that Zhuo Shu had already paid for the order. He took the bag in his hand with a little novelty, and he became quiet without thinking of something.

Until he walked out of the store, Zhuo Shu asked casually, "What are you thinking about?"

"The old man at home."

"Why do you suddenly think of him?"

Ying Tongchen twitched the corners of his mouth, his eyes faintly shining: "I suddenly remembered that the last time someone bought me clothes was many years ago."

Zhuo Shu glanced at him, didn't ask any further, but flicked his forehead: "Whatever you want, I'll buy it for you when you yell."

Ying Tongchen touched his forehead and said with a smile, "You can do it, hurry up and pay for my glasses."

Since he doesn't have glasses, he has to narrow his eyes from time to time to see more clearly. At this time, he will show a little confused expression, which is different from the usual neat and bright eyes. Zhuo Shu feels fresh and can't help but want to see more. Eye.

Ying Tongchen said without squinting, "Does it look good?"

"Alright."

"Tsk."

There are several optical shops on the third floor of the shopping mall. Ying Tongchen was a regular customer of one of them, and he led people directly to that shop.

As soon as the clerk saw him, he laughed: "Why are you here again? What's the reason for this time?"

"It's not me this time." Ying Tongchen pointed to Zhuo Shu behind him, "He did it."

The clerk said a few words of courtesy, and then took him to prescription lenses: "Where's the frame, do you want to change the style?"

Ying Tongchen doesn't pay much attention to these things. He usually asks the clerk to recommend it. Buy it if it suits you. Just as he was about to say anything, he saw Zhuo Shu wandering in front of the counter and shouted, "Zhuo Shu, choose a frame for me."

Zhuo Shu raised his brows: "Are you teaching me to do things?"

"You have better eyesight." Ying Tongchen replied.

Zhuo Shu didn't speak anymore, his toes tapped frantically, and he scolded him to choose.

The clerk was delighted, and while measuring the degree, he gave Ying Tongchen a wink: "Who is that outside? He looks quite handsome, do you have a match?"

Ying Tongchen was stunned for a moment, and took time to look outside, seeing that he lowered his head slightly, his hair was properly lubricated, his slender fingers tapped on the counter, and asked questions about materials, which was obviously a very unremarkable action. But in his gestures, there is a bit of dignity and calmness.

It's the one I like.

"It looks so good-looking, many people must like it, I still don't ask, hey." The clerk said to himself.

Ying Tongchen looked back and smiled lightly: "He's my father."

The clerk nearly smashed the lens in his hand.

On the way back, Ying Tongchen drove his car.

The two went home after buying the glasses. He looked up at the rearview mirror, and the new glasses were already on the bridge of his nose.

The style of Zhuoshu's pick is still gold wire, the quality is a little better than the previous one, and a chain of the same color is added by the way.

This cannon friend looks pretty good.

When passing an office building, I turned a corner, drove into the parking lot inside, and saw a familiar Daben.

Language Domain Translation Studio.

A group of people is getting ready for a meeting, this is a quarterly meeting, and everyone has to be there.

The two newcomers, Mandy and Halen, were especially excited, standing at the door and chatting.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, everyone entered the conference room.

Lu Zongcai made a call and hung up within a minute.

Everyone looked at her.

"Wait a minute, Ying and Gao will be here soon."

As soon as the voice fell, the door opened from the outside in.

Gundam appeared at the door and happily waved to everyone: "Yo, it looks like he's waiting for me."

Others: "Cut."

Married men are already tired of watching, okay

At this time, Gundam walked in, revealing the figure of another man behind him.

He is tall and tall, with delicate eyebrows and eyes.

Immediately attracted the attention of a large number of female colleagues.

"Mr. Ying! You haven't come to pamper us for a long time!"

"That's right, since your mascot is not here, there are a lot fewer customers."

"I'll figure it out, you're my real son, Mr. Ying."

"My dowry is ready, but you should come to propose marriage, Mr. Ying."

"Everyone's eloquence is first-rate, and they deserve to be talents from our company." Ying Tongchen smiled, sat down beside Lu Zongcai, and handed over the manuscript in his hand, "These are all finished."

Lu Zongcai: "Reliable."

Mandy, who was sitting in the far corner, bit the tip of his pen and became crazy: "Did you see it? That's my senior, my idol in life."

"I see." Halen nodded, envious tears fell from his mouth, "Ying Zong is really a role model for my generation!"

The content of the meeting is mainly to summarize the projects of the last quarter and the next plan. The company is currently developing well, and plans to expand the variety of languages. Small languages are also a promising market.

The market expansion is still in charge, so the translation work should be gradually transferred to others.

The first batch of old employees I brought before can already take over the project independently, and the newcomers still need to lead.

"One month later, KW shopping mall is going to hold a National Day event, and many foreign brands are invited to come, so we need a translator and contact our studio." Lu Zongcai said, "Tongchen, please take charge of this project. Amy I've been with you for the longest time, let's bring her to help this time, and Mandy will also be an assistant to let her get acquainted with the business."

Ying Tongchen: "No problem."

Amy and Mandy are very happy.

Lv Zongcai gave a business card: "This is the phone number of the secretary of the chairman of KW, she will contact you when the time comes."

"Mi Shu?" Ying Tongchen glanced at it, "Okay."

In the middle of the meeting, Ying Tongchen couldn't sit still. He had tossed around for too long last night.

Gundam is talking about the PPT of expanding his business: "Student Ying, please sit down."

"I'll go and stand in the back." Ying Tongchen calmly picked up the manuscript and walked back, "Take care of the new kid."

Gundam: I suspect you're just sleepy!

Ying Tongchen happened to be standing next to the two newcomers, with his back against the wall, and listened carefully.

Looking down for a while, he found that the two were looking at him like idiots. He picked up the pen in his hand, tapped one of them, and said in a low voice, "Concentrate."

Mandy: "!" Mom, I'm in love!

Halen: "!" Mom, I seem to have seen the dean!

When the meeting ended, it was already evening.

Given that today is the wedding anniversary of Gao Lu and the two of them, Gundam waved his hand: "Dinner!"

A group of people finally became lively again, rushing to the restaurant in groups.

Ying Tongchen had a few people in the car. The newcomers were very outgoing and started chatting as soon as they got in the car. We chatted and sang songs.

Halen was bold, and sang a few songs in succession, the tune ran 18 turns, and asked Ying Tongchen if it sounded good.

Ying Tongchen smiled and commented: "Don't talk about it, your own person."

The people in the car leaned back and forth with laughter.

The restaurant is located in an upscale hotel.

There are not too many people in the company, and there are only three tables in a private room.

Everyone is young, and they like to drink some wine when they get together, and Ying Tongchen also drank a lot.

When everyone was playing together, Ying Tongchen felt a little hot and dry. He got up and went to the toilet to wash his face. Cold water was slapped on his face. After waiting for a while, his mind became a little clearer.

He walked to the window and blew a cool breeze, took out a box of cigarettes from Gundam from his pocket, lit it, took a breath, sandwiched it between his fingers, and exhaled lightly.

At this moment, a strong voice sounded from the toilet cubicle: "Daughter, don't cry anymore, Dad is in charge of this matter for you. Isn't he just a stinky man, Dad will find a better person for you."

"Okay, don't worry, you can definitely find a better man. We won't cooperate with him, and in the final analysis, we don't know how much. Don't worry, I have a way to destroy him."

"Isn't he looking for a man? Then I'll discredit him tomorrow!"

Ying Tongchen pinched the cigarette, walked back vainly, and held onto the railing in the corridor. A middle-aged man behind him passed him and walked straight forward, not knowing who he was calling: "Arrange some ducks for me. come over."

Ying Tongchen narrowed his eyes slightly and walked to their private rooms one after the other.

At this moment, the man opened the private room door, Ying Tongchen casually glanced inside, and suddenly stopped.

The next moment, the private room door closed.

"Mr. Ying, you ran the wrong way, this is our place." Mandy went out to the toilet and saw Ying Tongchen guarding the door of the next room.

"Wait here, I'll wash your face again." Ying Tongchen ran back to the toilet in a daze, rubbed his face vigorously, pulled his tie, and directly unbuttoned his collar, revealing a faint collarbone.

When he raised his head again, his eyes were hazy, his cheeks were crimson, and his chest was wet with water.

Mandy waited for a while, and suddenly saw Ying Tongchen who looked like this, and his heart beat faster: "Ying, Ying."

Ying Tongchen walked to her side, looked around, and said in a low voice, "Do you have perfume?"

"Take it." Mandy blushed, not knowing whether she was ashamed or drunk.

"Lend me."

Mandy didn't know why, but went back immediately and took the perfume from his bag and handed it to him.

Ying Tongchen sprayed a lot before returning the perfume and pushing her back: "Go ahead and eat, I saw a friend, go say hello to him, don't wait for me."

"What friend, aren't you going to have dinner with us?" Before Mandy could finish speaking, he was pushed back to the private room.

Ying Tongchen knocked on the door next door, and after a while, the middle-aged man opened the door and looked him up and down.

"Hello, the manager asked me to come here." Ying Tongchen leaned against the door and looked down at the man. The strong scent of perfume made the man frown. When he saw his face, the man frowned even more. He murmured, "Why did you find such a beautiful one, and you came alone?"

"Well, business is good, only I am free now."

"come in."

Ying Tongchen walked in and looked at the person sitting at the table. The other party leaned on the chair slightly drunk and looked over casually. When he saw him, he was obviously stunned for a moment, but it was only for a moment.

"Uncle Hu, what are you doing?" Zhuo Shu asked casually, playing with the cup in his hand.

"I heard that you like men?" Hu Shuo laughed twice and pushed Ying Tongchen beside him, "I didn't find someone specially for you to relieve you."

Zhuo Shu raised his eyes and looked at Ying Tongchen: "Where did you find such a good person?"

Hu Shuo: "Don't worry about it, he is professional and can definitely take care of you."

Zhuo Shu embraced Ying Tongchen's waist, dragged him to sit on his lap, and brought the wine glass to his mouth.

Ying Tongchen: "..."

How can there be a sense of sight in the second palace? It looks like this guy doesn't need help at all.

Zhuo Shu glanced at Hu Shuo: "Then you are watching here, we can't do it, right?"

"Of course I will avoid it." Hu Shuo said, winking wildly at Ying Tongchen, "I just don't know if this person can serve you well."

Zhuo Shu looked at Ying Tongchen, the emotion in his eyes was so intense that he couldn't see clearly.

"Don't worry." Ying Tongchen's eyes moved slightly, he hugged Zhuo Shu's neck, slowly closed his eyes, and blocked the other's lips with the smell of wine.

Hu Shuo secretly pointed his phone to him, motioned him to take a few photos, and Ying Tongchen nodded.

As soon as Hu Shuo left and closed the door, the two who were kissing stopped at the same time.

Ying Tongchen leaned weakly behind the edge of the table, lowered his head and rubbed his eyebrows.

"Why are you here?" Zhuo Shu squeezed his chin and asked, "I was asked to seduce me?"

"Passing by." Ying Tongchen's eyes were still red, tired of explaining, he lowered his head and opened his mouth to bite his fingers, his eyes were raised, shining, and threatened, "If you don't believe me, try it."

Zhuo Shu smirked.

Of course he knew that Ying Tongchen was not in the same group. If he had so many means and ways, how could he be reduced to being his canary

Originally, tonight's dinner was a grand banquet. He also took the hangover medicine in advance, but the other party kept playing emotional cards and had to pretend.

Although he has cooperated with the Hu family many times, the other party always thinks that he can be successful because of the help of the Hu family. Later, they have gradually started to negotiate requirements not according to market rules.

Insatiable greed.

"Tonight you have done a good job in saving the car. I can reward you. Come on, what do you want?" Zhuo Shu said.

Ying Tongchen burst out laughing.

Playing the domineering game in front of beautiful ladies and middle-aged men, isn't it enough

"Then do you give me everything I want?" Ying Tongchen asked.

Zhuo Shu felt a sense of satisfaction for a moment, but then he was worried that the little thing lion opened his mouth and said, "Tell me first."

Ying Tongchen moved his sitting position: "I want to be on it."

"..." Big guts!

"I think you haven't had enough fun." Zhuo Shu hugged him and pinched his legs, "You can open a room upstairs."

"Forget it, forget it." Ying Tongchen shook his head quickly, and if he came again, he would crack.

"Then another way." Zhuo Shu put him on the sofa next to him, unbuttoned his pants, and brought his legs together.

Ying Tongchen: "..."

I wanted to explode, but for a while I didn't know whether to explode in Chinese or English.

When the skin of his thigh was violently rubbed, he still couldn't hold back a foul language mixed in Chinese and English.

MMP.