"We have completed all the necessary procedures, but the company's location selection... we still need to seek your opinion."

In fact, if Yan Beiheng had simply asked about the registration status, the special assistant could have given him a positive reply.

"I'm not a Feng Shui master. As long as it complies with the policy and the window is bright and clean, you don't need to ask me."

Yan Beiheng knew that his family had a lot of money, and the Yan family had the majority share in the company he registered this time, so naturally it was his people who had the final say.

The reason for urging and asking was that the brothers' funds had already arrived, and he naturally needed to care about the progress.

"Okay, Young Master."

The special assistant was like a robot that could only accept instructions. He recorded his request and continued to report his work expressionlessly:

"These are the specific profit statements of some companies you are currently investing in. Of course, these are the ones over which you have absolute say... Please take a look."

Yan Beiheng spread out the document and looked at the emerging companies that were swallowed up by his funds, and once again he was convinced that he had a good vision.

"Have the original legal representatives of these companies been properly arranged?"

Although he had embezzled their company, Yan Beiheng did not want to see the news of some entrepreneurs jumping off the building in despair.

"Yes, Young Director, we usually offer a more satisfactory price and reinstate them to their posts, although the actual beneficiary becomes you..."

It is also too expensive to avoid trouble and replace new employees. Therefore, except for the change of owners, the employees of these companies actually remain the same as before.

"That's good. If you really can't accept it, you can send more money until they are satisfied."

The most important thing that Yan Beiheng lacks now is money. The reason why he must get those companies is because he sees their more brilliant development prospects.

Coupled with his increasingly bug-like halo as a male protagonist, Yan Beiheng is convinced that only in his hands can these industries achieve faster speed and potential.

……

As evening approached, Bai Zhonghuai finally opened his heavy eyelids, and the room was dark.

I sat up groggily, and for a moment I felt an emptiness of being abandoned by the whole world.

After fumbling to turn on the bedside light, Bai Zhonghuai finally dared to lift the quilt and get out of bed.

Approaching the window and opening the curtains, the boy watched the sunset, dyeing the sky red.

After staring at the nothingness in the distance for a while, I finally took off my slippers and went to the bathroom to wash up.

"Aheng, aren't you hungry?"

After exploring all the guest bedrooms, Bai Zhonghuai finally saw Yan Beiheng in the study who was obsessed with writing.

"you're awake."

Seeing him walking in wearing pajamas, Yan Beiheng quickly stood up and glanced at the sky outside the window, only to realize that it was already so late.

"Hmm~ Do you want to try my craftsmanship?"

In fact, Bai Zhonghuai had been hungry for a long time, but he couldn't see that this man was not in the mood to cook.

"You can?"

Yan Beiheng was a little skeptical. After all, there seemed to be very few boys in the world who knew how to cook.

"Hmph~ Don't believe me, my agent likes to eat the food I cook!"

Feeling the doubt in his eyes, Bai Zhonghuai was a little angry. Why is this man so preconceived?

"Sorry, I don't know how to do it after all."

It sounds like a self-deprecation, but since he was born with a rough diet, he really doesn't understand their group of mortals' persistent pursuit of fine food.

"Okay~ The noble Young Master Yan can only be normal if she doesn't know how to cook~"

Bai Zhonghuai took his arm and walked out of the study, heading straight for the kitchen.

"Now, I want you to see what I, Chef Bai, am capable of!"

When Bai Zhonghuai was not a star, he and his father cooked at home, so he was very skilled.

Yan Beiheng just leaned against the kitchen door, watching Bai Zhonghuai operate, and asked:

"Do you need help?"

In fact, he really couldn't tell the difference between the dishes in this world, because there was no record at all in the memory of the original owner in the past thirty years.

"No, if you're bored, you can go to the living room and watch TV."

Bai Zhonghuai knew that he didn't touch Yangchun water with his fingers, and he was afraid that he would wash the vegetables without washing them...

"Have you not applied medicine to your mouth yet?"

After a moment of silence, Yan Beiheng, who was working as a doorkeeper, looked at his still red and swollen lips and asked.

"fine."

Anyway, the bleeding stopped. Bai Zhonghuai didn't look at him at the moment, only focusing on the food in the pot.

Yan Beiheng looked at his indifferent expression and felt that he was being ignored.

He walked out of the kitchen and sent a message to his assistant, asking him to deliver the medicine immediately.

The unlucky special assistant had just left during the day and suddenly had to work overtime in the evening.

The only consolation may be that the person who opened the door for him this time was another very young boy.

Oh no, it looks a bit familiar. Could it really be the top star that his girlfriend is chasing every day now, right?

"Excuse me, is there something wrong with you?"

Bai Zhonghuai opened the door and saw this confused man in a suit, puzzled.

"That, I..."

The special assistant was just about to apologize that he seemed to have gone in the wrong direction when he saw his own BOSS coming towards him from behind.

"Give it to me, you can get out."

Yan Beiheng took the medical kit from the special assistant a little roughly and spoke coldly to chase them away.

I just happened to go to the study to write down a few words of inspiration, but this person took advantage of him and looked at Bai Zhonghuai with this look!

"Sorry, Young Master."

Due to the brutal behavior of this man, the special assistant's body was shaking a little, and he instinctively bowed and apologized to save his life.

"Bam—"

Miraculously, Young Master Yan didn't beat him violently this time, but just closed the door of the room lightly.

In fact, if he could be more careful, he would find that his boss has not lost his temper in nearly half a year.

It happened that Yan Beiheng took over this body, and they, the poor workers, finally had an emotionally stable BOSS.

Many people asked him why he hadn't resigned yet. The special assistant thought it was ridiculous. His salary was so high and he received generous compensation if he was beaten. Why would he go to other places to eat air cakes?

"Ah Heng, this is...the medical kit?"

Bai Zhonghuai didn't understand what Yan Beiheng was doing with such a fully armed appearance.

"Apply medicine."

Yan Beiheng first took out the iodophor and wanted to disinfect him first.

Although the best time may have passed, looking at the boy's still red and swollen lips, Yan Beiheng felt filled with regret at this moment.

He really shouldn't have treated him so cruelly and hurt him when he was angry, he was such a bastard!

"Aheng, let's eat first, I'm really fine!"

Bai Zhonghuai looked at the medicines he took out one by one, including povidone iodine, Kangfuxin solution, roxithromycin ointment...

It hurts to look at it, how could Bai Zhonghuai be willing to be stimulated by these things again.

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