"Including me, there are nine people in total."

After all, it is not Yan's headquarters. As an investment company mostly managed by Yan Beiheng, the special assistant is actually quite unlucky.

He was sent by Yan Nanting to serve this young master. A few years ago, when Yan Beiheng didn't come, he was served by the original owner with sticks all day long...

Not to mention, the original owner was a slender head who had no skills but was keen on investing. He lost all his money every time, and his special assistant followed him in confusion and worked overtime.

How could the young master of the Yan family admit his mistakes anyway? Of course he would take the blame for every failed investment...

Fortunately, Yan Nanting is a good and sensible boss who is well aware of the attributes of his good-for-nothing son, so he has not fired him for so many years...

Not only that, Yan Nanting will also pay him a large sum of money for mental damage every month. Therefore, a special assistant can really be said to have dedicated himself to death.

The original owner cast such a deep shadow on him that the special assistant also developed a paralyzed face.

Therefore, even if it were now Yan Beiheng, a talkative and dignified man, he still had no idea about this young master who turned all living beings upside down...

His favorite thing every day is to get off work. If he didn't have a girlfriend to support, how could the special assistant endure the humiliation and burden for so many years?

"Recruit another person to be your assistant. From now on, he will be responsible for helping you in the general assistant office. You can report to me and handle my personal affairs."

He had to go back to the company to work during the day, and from time to time he had to work overtime to handle his personal affairs. It was really hard to divide his time.

"This... Young Master, I actually..."

The special assistant didn't quite understand what he meant. If he recruits another person, then he doesn't have to go to the company to check in every day?

"You only need to call you at six o'clock every afternoon, or when I am free, and bring the company's documents to report. You can check in at the company at your own time."

Yan Beiheng knows the professional ethics of these people, and their company's overtime policy is also very complete, so he is not worried about anyone perfunctory him.

As for why the young master suddenly acted like this, it was indeed because he was in a good mood at the moment that he became concerned about this subordinate.

"Okay, Young Director, I will find the most suitable person as soon as possible."

Although he was a little happy in his heart that he seemed to be able to control his time freely, on the surface, the special assistant still had a paralyzed face.

……

From six o'clock in the evening to nearly eight o'clock, nearly two hours.

The special assistant felt that his legs had completely lost consciousness. Finally, after completing the report, he fled the gathering hall like a gust of wind.

"Aheng, my agent just said that your special assistant is very handsome."

Bai Zhonghuai came back from the script, looked at a certain assistant who was running away, and said mischievously.

"Oh?"

so what? Yan Beiheng looked at the boy who had obviously taken a shower and was waiting for him, and sat on the sofa opposite.

"Hehe, I told him that if he has a girlfriend, don't use eye drops."

Bai Zhonghuai just found it interesting every time he saw the special assistant being afraid of him.

"I'm going to take a shower, wait for me."

Looking at the boy's delicate collarbone that was inadvertently exposed, Yan Beiheng's eyes dimmed and he spoke in a low voice.

"Ai……"

Bai Zhonghuai looked at the man striding into the master bedroom, looked up at the clock on the wall, and felt that the time was quite early...

Although he was timid inside, Bai Zhonghuai couldn't help but put down the script and walked into the room.

"Ding ding, ding, ding, ding, ding -"

Not wanting to close the door just now, Yan Beiheng's cell phone placed on the bedside table rang.

Bai Zhonghuai couldn't help but curiously leaned over to take a look, and was startled by the words "Cranky Dad" on the screen of his mobile phone.

"Aheng, your father called!"

Bai Zhonghuai's hands were shaking a little and he didn't dare to answer without permission.

But the phone kept ringing. The boy knew that Yan Beiheng had sharp senses, so he could only pick up the phone and shout through the frosted bathroom door.

"Do not care."

Yan Beiheng knew that it was most likely those idiot bodyguards again.

He was thrown away by him because he was not as good as others, but he complained to his old father that he was driving drunk.

"Then I..."

Listening to the sound of water dripping in the bathroom, Bai Zhonghuai also felt that it was not the time to answer the phone, but he had just taken a few steps to put the phone back...

"What are you doing, bastard?! You haven't answered my call for so long!"

His finger accidentally touched the green button, and an angry male voice instantly came from the phone.

"..."

Bai Zhonghuai was instantly frightened and his eyes widened. He held his breath and looked at the phone in his hand, feeling like he was facing a hot potato at this moment.

"Speak! Why can't you respond to me when you are mute? You prodigal thing! You drank and drove for me and now you dare not say anything after answering the phone!"

Yan Nanting was anxious to death. He couldn't stand it anymore since the afternoon, so he called Yan Beiheng directly.

"Ahem...Hello...Ah...Master Yan is taking a shower, so please wait a moment, okay?"

Bai Zhonghuai was stunned by this series of roars, and couldn't help but reply to the other party in a trembling voice.

"Oh? Take a shower?! He actually had time to take a shower? He didn't get hit by a drunk driver, and he didn't know how to call me, an old father! It made me..."

The old father was completely overwhelmed by worry and anger at this moment, and he didn't even think about why a strange boy answered the phone on the other side of the phone...

"Sorry, you..."

This time, Bai Zhonghuai didn't need to finish speaking. A big hand stretched out from the side and grabbed the phone.

"Dad, I'm not drunk. Don't worry. My driving skills can't even be matched by your bodyguards put together. You'd better stop worrying about me and train those idiots again."

Yan Beiheng did it on purpose and was petty in holding grudges. Who told them to act like a bunch of followers every day...

"Haha, I don't even know, when did you, bastard, become so good at driving?"

Yan Nanting was so angry that he was so frightened that he wouldn't have any appetite for dinner, but now this retribution kid started taunting people whenever he opened his mouth.

"Huh, as an old man, you still don't know a lot about your son's abilities."

Every time he talked to Yan Nanting, Yan Beiheng felt that he was most affected by the original owner's emotions.

"Well, since you have no missing arms or legs, let's catch up with your wife as soon as possible, so as not to stay away from home all day! But - if I find you driving drunk in the future, I will definitely break your legs myself! "

Drunk driving harmed others and himself, causing him to be frightened all afternoon. This bastard was really born to collect debts...!

"Well, I promise to be good in the future and never cause trouble for you to wipe my ass... Well, Dad, you'd better go to dinner quickly, it's so late..."

Yan Beiheng knew his old father's good intentions, but the original owner was really unable to hold up the wall, and he,

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