The next day, Feng Yangao was invited to a high-end Western restaurant for dinner by his investment partner. After getting the news, Feng Yangao let out an unknown sneer. After thinking about it, he only brought his assistant with him.
That night, Feng Yangao was helped back by his assistant. Not only was he smelling of alcohol, he was even a little confused.
"What's going on?" Qi Yan asked the panting assistant as he helped him back to his room.
The assistant pushed his eyes on the bridge of his nose, wiped his sweat, and said: "The investors are giving the president wine, so he must drink."
"Isn't the contract signed tomorrow?" Qi Yan said, "Why are you getting drunk now?"
Qi Yan knew the process of signing a contract. He might have been polite when eating before signing the contract, but he was trying to show his friendship as a landlord, and it was impossible to drink like this while drinking. Eating after a successful contract is a celebration. Everyone is happy when a contract that is beneficial to both parties is signed. It is understandable to drink more and enjoy yourself.
"Who knows. Maybe it depends on the sincerity of the president. If you don't drink today, what will happen if you don't sign tomorrow?" The assistant thought for a while and walked towards the door: "I'll go tell the front desk and get some hangover food. Qi Yan, please help the CEO take off his clothes. It's best to wake him up and go to sleep for a while, otherwise he will have a headache when he wakes up tomorrow."
Qi Yan agreed. He helped Feng Yangao take off his coat, trousers, and shirt. After stripping him completely, he looked at his naked body and pulled the quilt over him with a guilty conscience.
"Well..." Feng Yangao turned over and let out an uncomfortable groan. Qi Yan looked over and saw that his brows were furrowed. His hair, which he had neatly combed when he left, was now lying softly on the pillow, falling into pieces as he rubbed it away.
Qi Yan walked over, straightened his head, covered his temples with green-white fingers, and kneaded them gently, hoping that his discomfort would be relieved.
Full, Feng Yangao opened his eyes and smiled under Qi Yan's surprised gaze.
Qi Yan saw him opening his eyes under his hand and laughed without saying a word, his heart trembling.
—How terrible! Is this man possessed
"Are you okay..." Qi Yan stopped moving and asked timidly.
Feng Yangao shook his head, supported the bed with both hands, and sat up using his strength, "It's okay... I feel a little uncomfortable."
"It must be uncomfortable to drink so much." Qi Yan quickly put the pillow up and leaned behind him, "What does the investor mean?"
"It's not interesting..." Feng Yangao pursed his lips, feeling that his lips were very dry, "Give me a glass of water."
"Here." Qi Yan brought over the warm water that had been prepared early in the morning and handed it to Feng Yangao, but when he saw him leaning over to drink the water, he had no choice but to feed him.
Feng Yangao was obviously feeling better after drinking water, but he was still in a daze and his eyes were half-open, "Tomorrow you will accompany me to sign the contract."
"Ah?" Qi Yan was stunned, "Why?"
"The assistant has other tasks tomorrow, so you accompany me." Feng Yangao looked at him, with the same smile as usual on his lips.
Although Qi Yan was reluctant in his heart, he still agreed.
How could you not listen when you were working under others, not to mention that Feng Yangao was not a fuel-efficient lamp. If he didn't go, he didn't know how he would threaten himself.
[The male protagonist’s favorability towards Qi Yan is +5, current favorability: 65]
Although Feng Yangao was a little confused, he still spoke very clearly and gave clear instructions. Seeing Qi Yan standing up to leave, he was just about to call him out when the door closed and opened, and the assistant walked in with a glass of water.
"President, you're awake." Seeing that he was done, the assistant smiled happily and said, "Here is honey water, drink some to relieve your hangover."
Feng Yangao felt empty and uncomfortable in his stomach, and his stomach was hot and painful due to the alcohol. He took the honey water and drank it all in two gulps.
"Qi Yan will accompany me to sign the contract tomorrow. You stay here and do the job I left for you."
Feng Yangao said suddenly, which made Qi Yan at the side very embarrassed. He quickly looked at the assistant, but saw her replying with a normal expression: "Okay, CEO."
Qi Yan breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he didn't make anyone feel that he had taken her job. After all, it would be a bit too arrogant for a young intern to take the job of an old man in the company. If you go back to the company and get the word out, you will definitely be ostracized.
"That's right Qi Yan." Feng Yangao suddenly mentioned his name again. Qi Yan was stunned and immediately replied: "Yes."
Feng Yangao hooked his hand towards him, motioning for him to come over, as if he wanted to whisper.
Qi Yan glanced at the assistant and slowly walked over to him. Just as he bent down to Qi Yan's side, he was suddenly grabbed by the neck. Before he could recover, a soft and alcoholic kiss was printed on his lips. lip.