False Poor and Real Boss

Xin Rong looked at him with sarcasm in his eyes: "Is there a typo in the notice? Or is there a sentence that is not true? Or is the punishment not in accordance with the company's regulations?"

"We're all in the same family, at least you should be more tactful. What kind of nonsense is it to demote directly from the purchasing manager to an ordinary employee? Those who don't know think you're avenging yourself!"

Xin Zhen is not unaware of what Wang Qun did.But he is his brother-in-law after all, as long as it is not too much, he will pass by with a blind eye.The misappropriation of public funds this time was indeed a bit serious, and he was going to have a serious talk with him, but he didn't expect that his son would come first, and it would make it difficult for him inside and out.

"Wang Qun himself also realized his mistake. He came here to apologize and repent, and promised not to do it again next time. Don't be too extreme. No matter what, the notice will be withdrawn first."

"You are the chairman, if you want to withdraw the disciplinary notice, you still need to ask my opinion?"

Xin Zhen snorted coldly, not caring about the sarcasm in his tone, and called the administration.

Xin Rong returned to the office with a very unsightly expression.

Yue Yang was waiting for him at the door. Looking at Xin Rong's expression, he had already guessed a bit, and tentatively asked, "Boss Xin, the evening reception...will you still go?"

"Push it off." Xin Rong remembered that Wang Qun seemed to be participating as well, and lost interest even more.

Yue Yang said "Oh", and said again: "The people from AS are still in the big meeting room, are you still there?" AS is the consulting company that Xin Rong had negotiated with before.

"What time do they leave the meeting?"

"04:30, one more hour."

"I'll be there in 10 minutes." There was coffee made by Yue Yang on the table, and Xin Rong picked it up to take a sip, but suddenly put it down heavily.

"Too much sugar."

"Oh." Yue Yang lowered his head obediently: "I will pay attention next time."

Xin Rong didn't speak, and threw the A4 paper in front of her into the trash can.

Before getting off work, Xin Rong received a call from Lu Chen asking him to go to the bar for a drink.

Xin Rong didn't want to go, so she pushed.

He ate a light meal and drove straight home.Xin Mi didn't come back tonight and was working overtime at the company.Her official account is doing well, she already has a few thousand fans, and she works overtime to write manuscripts every now and then.

The villa where Xin Rong lived was very large, and when he was alone at home, it seemed even more empty.

He turned on the light in the living room, sat on the sofa, and turned on the TV.The familiar ancient soundtrack played, and what was playing on the screen was the martial arts drama that Xin Mi hadn't had time to finish last night.

Xin Rong didn't bother to look for the remote control, and sat on the sofa, looking at the screen expressionlessly.

Yan Yunfei, played by Yan Fei, is dressed in red, and her delicate face is even more beautiful than the heroine.Holding a sword, he stood in front of the murderer of his father and enemy with cold eyes.

"Don't you remember everything about that year?"

Xin Mi is right, his acting skills are really good.He watched it for a few minutes, and was also a little into the drama.

The phone on the coffee table vibrated, Xin Rong glanced over, it was a WeChat message from Yan Fei.

——I finished work early today, so I can go home and sleep.Mr. Xin is off work?

Xin Rong: It's off, I just got home.

Yan Fei: ^_^ What is Mr. Xin doing now?

Xin Rong: I was watching the martial arts drama you acted in.

Under what circumstances, Xin Rong would actually watch the TV series he acted in before? !The surprise and joy in Yan Fei's eyes flashed, he thought for a few seconds, and typed the next line.

Yan Fei: ┗|｀O′|┛Ah~~ Boss Xin actually has time to watch dramas?

Xin Rong: It was my younger sister who was chasing after it, and it was recorded on TV.

Yan Fei: Unexpectedly, Mr. Xin has a younger sister?how old are you?Isn't it cute?

Xin Rong: I just graduated from university.She seems to be your fan.

Yan Fei hugged the phone and laughed wildly.

The co-seat Xiaoxia turned her head and looked at him in horror.

Yan Fei quickly restrained her smile, but she couldn't hide the joy in her eyes.

"Brother Yan, you won't really..."

Thinking of the conversation between Yan Fei and Ye Shan two days ago, Xiao Xia was very worried.Oops, if Yan Fei falls in love secretly, she will be scolded to death by Sister Ge Yun!

"A fan left me a message."

Yan Fei was afraid that Xiao Xia would think too much, and the most important thing was that she would sue Ge Yun, so he quickly clarified.

Xiao Xia didn't believe it, she stared straight at Yan Fei.

"Look, isn't it funny?"

Yan Fei already had a countermeasure, and showed her the private message on Weibo.

Sure enough, it was a fanatical confession from one of Yan Fei's fans. The person who sent the private message should be a girl. There were three facial expressions in one sentence, and the tone was too sweet.Rao Xiaoxia was used to all kinds of fancy confessions from fans on Yan Fei's Weibo, and felt goosebumps all over her body.

"This is really unbearable!" Xiao Xia rubbed her arms with aversion: "You can watch it yourself, I won't."

These words hit Yan Fei's heart, he happily put away his phone, leaned on the back of his chair and hummed a song.

Back in her bachelor apartment, the first thing Yan Fei did was to open WeChat.

Yan Fei: I'm sorry, there was someone next to me just now, so it's inconvenient to type.Can we talk on the phone?

After the news was sent out, Yan Fei was a little apprehensive.With Xin Rong's character, he probably wouldn't agree.

Unexpectedly, there was a quick reply: Yes.

The corner of Yan Fei's mouth curled up, and he made a call.

What a straight man of steel, he has spent so much energy and time, even if he is straight, he will be bent by him sooner or later!

"Hello." Xin Rong's voice on the other end was cold.

"Mr. Xin, hello."

Yan Fei deliberately lowered his voice, the ending was soft and crisp, scratching Xin Rong's chest like a cat's paw.

Countless fans are obsessed with the bass that would make people pregnant after listening to it. After all, it didn't come out of thin air.

"Are you home alone? Or with your sister?"

"Myself."

"Oh, Mr. Xin didn't go out on a date or something?"

Xin Rong was expressionless: "This doesn't seem to be the question you should ask."

Yan Fei chuckled lightly: "I was the one to be abrupt. Is Boss Xin still watching TV? Or is he going to sleep?"

"Look at the news."

"Oh, Mr. Xin really cares about the country and the people. By the way, does Mr. Xin listen to music or the radio before going to bed?"

"I don't have this habit." Mr. Xin didn't understand what he wanted to do.

"But it's not exclusive, is it?"

Xin Rong let out a "huh".

A smile flashed in Yan Fei's eyes: "I have a small favor, and I would like to ask Mr. Xin to help me."

Xin Rong was puzzled: "What's the matter?"

"It's like this. I'm going to participate in a variety show next month. Every guest is required to read aloud their favorite articles or poems on the spot, and taste them on the spot after reading aloud. I don't read much, and I don't have much culture. I want to share with Xin Always ask for advice."

Xin Rong glanced in the direction of the study, expressionless: "Mr. Yan, I'm just a businessman, I'm afraid I don't have much ink in my stomach."

"Boss Xin was joking."

The corner of Yan Fei's mouth curled up slightly: "If I'm not mistaken, Mr. Xin's study must be very big, and half of the bookcases are full of English books."

Xin Rong was taken aback, he had never been to his house, how did he guess it?

"When we met for the first time, there were English magazines on the table in Mr. Xin's room, and he had read them as soon as he saw them. So I boldly guess that Mr. Xin's family has a lot of English books."

"Mr. Yan is very good at observing details." Xin Rong's tone was full of joy and anger.

Yan Fei was praised by him, and his peach blossom eyes slightly curved: "An actor must have a pair of sensitive and delicate eyes. Then, I will leave it to Mr. Xin."

After hanging up the phone, Xin Rong went to the gym for a run.

He is used to jogging, usually for about half an hour.After that, do a few sets of bench presses and crunches, and finally stretch.

After coming out of the gym, with a towel around his neck, he went to the kitchen to get water.

There are two missed calls from Lu Chen on the phone, and a series of unread WeChat messages, the top one is from Lu Chen, and the rest are from Yan Fei.

Lu Chen: I heard about what happened in your company this afternoon. Wouldn't you just drink at the bar alone at home?

Yan Fei: Has Mr. Xin finished his run?I recorded two speeches, and I read Gu Cheng's poems, which one is better for you to listen to?

Xin Rong first replied to Lu Chen: I was just exercising, nothing happened.I fell asleep after taking a shower.

Lu Chen: Okay, then you should have a good rest.Let's go out for a drink another day.

Xin Rong replied "Yes", put down her phone, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Just after taking a shower, there was another voice on the phone.

Yan Fei: Mr. Xin is taking a shower?

Xin Rong knew what he was going to ask, so he didn't reply immediately, but clicked on the voice message he had sent earlier and listened carefully.

In the quiet room, the young man's voice is deep and clear, as if a clear spring in the mountains flows quietly:

"Trees turn their backs and cry

started as a tree

later the whole community

they cry till dawn

Snow-white dust covers everything

everything is floating in the dust

slightly shifting shadow

flickering footsteps

straight line hunter

keep turning back from the edge

in the middle of the morning

There is a warm bear

it pampers itself very much

It's like the only daughter of Dabai Mountain"

Yan Fei read this poem twice, and both times had different flavors.Xin Rong couldn't tell which version was better.Xin Rong: After listening, I'm not a professional, and I can't tell the difference between the two versions.

Yan Fei: No major is required.Just go with your intuition and say which is better.

Xin Rong thought for a few seconds: Let's go to the first version, take it easy.

Yan Fei: (*^▽^*), thank you Mr. Xin for your guidance.

Xin Rong: No thanks.I'm going to sleep.

Yan Fei: Okay, don't bother Mr. Xin anymore, good night.

Xin Rong put the phone on the bedside table, turned off the lamp, and lay back on the bed.

That night, he had a dream.

In the dream is a silent forest in the early morning, with warm golden sunlight falling from among the lush branches and leaves, and in the hazy mist, a fluffy little bear is running in the morning light.

Xin Rong opened his eyes, and the winter sun just came in through the tulle curtains and fell on his big bed.

very warm.