On the plane to W City, Feng Yangao only brought a few bodyguards and assistants with him. Including Qi Yan, there were only ten people.
After getting on the plane, Feng Yangao was no longer amused. He gave Qi Yan two piles of documents and asked him to sort them out. When he handed the documents to him, he gave a rare warning: "There should be no mistakes in these two documents. Prioritize clearly."
"Okay." Seeing his appearance, Qi Yan also became serious.
Opening the copy, Qi Yan scanned two pages and realized that this was actually the contract that needed to be negotiated this time. If successful, the company would earn hundreds of millions!
He looked up at Feng Yangao in surprise, only to see that he was already immersed in his work.
—He actually gave himself such an important document
Feng Yangao trusts Qi Yan? No, although Feng Yangao made no secret of his interest in Qi Yan, if his favorability level only stayed at 45, he wouldn't even be considered a friend.
With such a relationship, he actually gave this file to himself? Qi Yan's heart was filled with doubts and inquiries.
Qi Yan suddenly felt that this trip to W City should be an opportunity. But recalling the original work, I have no impression of the opportunity and the major events that happened during this period... Could it be that he was overthinking it
With a contract worth hundreds of millions in front of him, Qi Yan's heart was as heavy as a thousand pounds. He carefully compiled the copy, hoping that there wouldn't be any mistakes.
The whole journey was silent, Qi Yan and Feng Yangao couldn't say a word alone. When we arrived in W City, we got off the plane and hurriedly checked into the hotel we had booked before. Qi Yan lives next to Feng Yangao.
The tense atmosphere underlines the importance of the entire contract. Qi Yan organized the documents and checked them over and over again. After making sure they were correct, he knocked on Feng Yangao's door.
Feng Yangao opened the door in person. He was wearing a white shirt, and his usual neat appearance was gone, leaving only laziness and a strong sense of exhaustion.
Qi Yan was not ready to go in, but Feng Yangao turned sideways slightly and looked at him indifferently. Qi Yan pursed his lips, and finally took a step forward and entered Feng Yangao's room.
"The documents have been processed." Qi Yan handed him the documents in his hand: "Do you need me to do anything else?"
"It's done." Feng Yangao was not in a hurry to take it back. Instead, he sat leisurely on the sofa and drank coffee.
Looking at Feng Yangao's slightly blue eye bags from the corner of his eye, and the tip of his nose filled with the smell of coffee, Qi Yan knew that he must not have slept well. Yes, he has a contract worth hundreds of millions in his hands.
But it's strange to say why Feng Yangao didn't do these things beforehand, but he had to wait and cram for a while, making himself exhausted and having to stay up late with coffee...
"Guess why."
Feng Yangao's lazy and hoarse voice suddenly sounded, and Qi Yan was startled, only to realize that he had already expressed the question in his heart.
"Forehead… "
"Don't cower, do you think why I am doing these things at this time?"
"Because you are nervous about this job?" Qi Yan answered uncertainly with a rising voice.
Feng Yangao looked at him for a long time, and finally laughed, "So, not really. But I'll spare you, come here and give me a squeeze on your shoulders."
"ah?"
"Pinch your shoulders."
Feng Yangao patted his shoulder and motioned for Qi Yan to come over.
Seeing that Qi Yan's face was so dark and his clenched hands were shaking, Feng Yangao felt funny in his heart. Of course he knew that Qi Yan wouldn't come over and would even get angry. He was just teasing him.
However, Qi Yan endured it again and again, but walked over step by step, stood behind the sofa, put his hands on his shoulders, and kneaded them gently, with an unusually skillful technique, which relieved the tension in his muscles.
This time it was Feng Yangao's turn to be shocked: "You really came here."
"Didn't you ask me to squeeze your shoulders?" Qi Yan stared at the back of his head and rolled his eyes.
"Oh, I thought you would slam the door and leave. Since when have you been so obedient?"
Qi Yan retorted angrily: "Not at any time! Not obedient..." After a pause, his voice softened, and the clear sound of flowing water flapped Feng Yangao's heart like a feather.
"It's just that you are too tired."
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Feng Yangao was stunned. He looked ahead, where the glass decoration faintly outlined Qi Yan's outline.
He took over the company and worked hard day and night to keep the company at the top. However... only this man will say to himself, 'You are too tired'.
Isn't Feng Yang Ao tired? Oh, how is that possible? He is a human being.
What to do when you are tired? Just grit your teeth and go. If it were so easy to be the president of a company, there would be no need for auxiliary professions such as shareholders, managers, and supervisors. To put it bluntly, I am still too tired.
Some people would say, why are rich people tired? What's the point of running your own company? Those who work every day are the only ones who are tired.
However, a CEO is also working part-time. For himself and for the employees in the company, what he needs to do is what hundreds of people in the company do.
[The male protagonist’s favorability towards Qi Yan is +15, current favorability: 60]
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Qi Yan was speechless because he knew that he had touched the softest part of Feng Yangao's heart.
As he once said, he is a rich and powerful king, but the king at the top is the loneliest.
She gently kneaded his shoulders, feeling how relaxed and defenseless he was, and finally fell asleep half-lying on the sofa.
Qi Yan didn't move him and let him sleep on the sofa. No matter what, sleeping is better than not sleeping at all.
Quietly pouring away the coffee on the table, Qi Yan made him a glass of milk and placed it on the table, then closed the door and left quietly.
The vigor and vigor cannot compare with the warmth and tenderness in life.
Only today, Qi Yan was shocked to realize that the world he had been to was just over. That life, whether it was happy or not, has passed and become a memory.