False Poor and Real Boss

In the blink of an eye, it was the next afternoon.

Wearing a light white sweater and dark blue jeans, Yan Fei left home early and arrived at the restaurant agreed upon by the two.

He came early and there was no one in the restaurant yet.He took off his sunglasses and mask, and sat down in the box with confidence.

The location of the private box is very good. Next to the dining table is a whole transparent floor-to-ceiling window, which can clearly overlook the beautiful scenery of the river.

Yan Fei glanced at the time on the phone.With half an hour left, he breathed a sigh of relief and walked into the bathroom.

Speaking of which, it was the first time he was so nervous when having dinner with someone.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Yan Fei smiled helplessly.

After washing his hands and confirming that he was meticulous from head to toe, he slowly returned to his seat.

The waiter has already made the tea. The Dragon Well Tea from West Lake is sweet and clear, and the aftertaste is endless after a sip.

As soon as Yan Fei picked up the teacup, there was a knock on the door.

"Mr. Yan, your guest has arrived."

His heartbeat quickened, but his face remained calm as usual.

"Please come in."

The door of the box opened, and a tall and straight figure walked in.Today, it is rare for Xin Rong not to wear a rigorous and neat suit, but a casual casual shirt and dark trousers.

"Hello."

Xin Rong nodded slightly at him.

As soon as the man approached, Yan Fei could smell the faint cologne on his body.

I remember that when we met the first two times, he didn't smell at all.It seemed that he had put a lot of thought into this meeting.

Yan Fei was in a very happy mood and stood up to welcome him to his seat.

"President Xin, please sit down."

"This Dragon Well is pretty good, Mr. Xin try it?"

Yan Fei poured him a cup of tea.

"Thank you, I'll just do it myself."

Xin Rong was a little cautious. After all, the person sitting across from him had appeared in a shameful dream of his two days ago, so he was somewhat uncomfortable.

"President Xin, don't be polite."

Yan Fei smiled and handed over the teacup.His skin was already fine, and he had a good night's sleep last night, so his face was even more radiant today.

Xin Rong was sized up by his smiling gaze, and faced with such an impeccably handsome face, unable to say anything to refuse for a while, took the teacup and drank it down in one gulp.

"I ordered a few signature dishes, would Mr. Xin want to look at the menu again?"

"It's okay, just order it."

Yan Fei chuckled: "Boss Xin doesn't need to save money for me, just order whatever you want."

Xin Rong smiled: "I'm not picky about food, I can eat anything."

Yan Fei said "Oh", then looked at the top button that Xin Rong had fastened, and said casually, "Is Mr. Xin not hot?"

Xin Rong looked at him puzzled.

Yan Fei pointed to his neckline.

Xin Rong looked down, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up: "I usually wear a suit, and I'm used to buttoning it here."

After speaking, he stretched out his hand and unbuttoned the top button naturally.

Yan Fei's throat moved, his eyes flicked across his Adam's apple, neck, and collarbone, and the fascination in his eyes disappeared in a flash.

"Mr. Xin came over right after work?"

Yan Fei took a sip of tea and changed the subject.

"Well, there is a bit of traffic jam on the road. I could have arrived earlier. I kept you waiting for a long time."

"What's this."

Yan Fei stroked the rim of the ceramic teacup with his slender fingers, and smiled nonchalantly: "Anyway, Mr. Xin will invite me back next time, so it won't hurt to wait."

His tone was teasing, and there was a smile in his deep and beautiful eyes.Xin Rong looked at him, unable to move his eyes away for a while.

"How is Mr. Yan's new movie going?"

From the beginning of the conversation, it was Yan Fei who was asking about his recent situation, and it seemed unreasonable for him not to care about his situation.

"It was finished two days ago, and now I am resting at home."

"Well, what about your foot injury?"

"It's almost healed." Yan Fei lied without changing his face: "But it still hurts a bit, so I can't exercise vigorously."

Xin Rong nodded: "Then you need to pay more attention."

"Trouble Mr. Xin is worried."

The two were talking, and the dishes came out one after another.Tea-flavored chicken, steamed sea bass, sweet and sour pork ribs, salt and pepper lamb chops, cauliflower in a dry pot, and borscht, all set a table full.Yan Fei was already hungry, and smelling the scent aroused the gluttons in his stomach, but because of his image, he still pretended to drink tea.

"The sea bass here is good, Mr. Xin can try it."

Xin Rong nodded, picked up the chopsticks and put a piece into his mouth.

"Well, it's very fresh."

"Try this again." Seeing that he likes it, Yan Fei enthusiastically recommends the tea-flavored chicken beside him.

"Eat by yourself, don't worry about me."

"Ah."

Of course, it was impossible for Yan Fei to just eat the dishes. He kept his eyes on Xin Rong's side, carefully paying attention to what dishes he picked up, so as to guess his taste and preferences.

"After dinner later, Mr. Xin, do you want to go to the teahouse? A friend of mine opened it. It's nearby, and you can read books in it."

Seeing that Xin Rong didn't speak, Yan Fei thought he had something else to do, and his eyes showed a bit of disappointment.

"I was the one to be abrupt, if Mr. Xin is not free—"

"can."

"Ah?" Yan Fei's black eyes burst into light, and he looked at him in disbelief.He was about to speak when the phone in his pocket rang suddenly.

He glanced at the caller ID and quickly cut off the phone.

But the bell rang again soon.

Yan Fei had no choice but to smile at Xin Rong apologetically.

"Sorry, I have to answer the manager's call."

"fine."

Xin Rong nodded in understanding.

Yan Fei went into the bathroom of the private room, closed the door, and took out his mobile phone reluctantly.

"Didn't you say that you won't disturb me during the rest time?"

"Don't bother you, right? The meeting with Director Fang, why don't I push it for you?" Ge Yun on the other end trimmed his nails leisurely.

"Fang Dao?" Yan Fei raised his brows when he heard these two words, and said overjoyedly, "Is there really something going on?"

He thought that the investor just said it casually during the dinner, and then forgot it afterwards, but he didn't expect that he really took his heart.

"if not."

Ge Yun closed the magazine in front of him, signaled the little girl with manicure to change her suit, and said seriously: "Director Fang has just participated in a foreign film festival in the past two days and returned to China to prepare for a new play. I think you can be recommended by Mr. Zhang, even if you can't be the protagonist, at least you can Can get a male supporting role."

"That's true, maybe Fang Dao has a discerning eye and wants to choose me as the protagonist."

"Come on, I don't know your acting skills yet." Ge Yunchaotian rolled his eyes: "You can act in TV dramas, and you can also act in commercial movies that make you look good, but movies with a solid foundation, tsk..."

"Hey, after all, you're also my manager, so you're hurting your artist like that?"

Ge Yun made a "cut", suddenly thought of something, and said, "By the way, do you still remember the variety show on Lychee TV that I told you about last time?"

"Didn't you say you're not interested?" This time it was Yan Fei's turn to roll his eyes.

"They have raised the price again, so you only have two installments, and the first installment is 100 million."

"What conditions?"

Ge Yun hesitated for two seconds, and said softly: "It's nothing, I just hope that you and Zhuang Chu can get closer in the show and create some topics."

"Sister, can you stop talking about this?"

Yan Fei looked impatient: "It's okay if you asked me to go out for dinner and socializing before, but I really can't do such a thing as bundling with someone and frying CP. Besides, I don't like Zhuang Chu's at all."

"Then I have to choose a type you like to speculate, right? This is the company's plan, and I can't help it. Besides, Zhuang Chu is young and beautiful, and you are just speculating on scandals, but you don't want to be serious. It's a win-win thing, Why are you so resistant?"

Yan Fei sighed lightly: "Sister, you know my sexual orientation..."

He suddenly called her "sister" so sincerely, Ge Yun was not used to it.She shook the goosebumps on her body, and said in a compromise: "Well, if you really don't want to, I won't force you. But you are not allowed to push back the commercials and endorsements I will accept for you in the future."

In fact, Ge Yun also knows that the topicality brought about by the speculation of CP is only temporary, and once the speculation is muddled, it will be detrimental to Yan Fei's image.Although she was a bit sorry for the 200 million, but for the sake of Yan Fei's long-term development, she still had to reluctantly refuse.

"Then I have to pick the quality. I can't accept everything. I haven't fallen to this point for money."

"Which of your endorsements can't be obtained by other celebrities? You dare to complain, you really don't know your blessings in the blessing!"

Yan Fei was in a hurry to go back, and said perfunctorily: "Yes, everything is at the benefactor's discretion. I still have something to do, so hang up first."

"Don't panic, I have something else—"

"If you have something to do, you can just deal with it. The signal here is not good, so I hung up."

"Yan—"

She swallowed the rest of the words back into her stomach.Looking at the dimmed screen, she sighed helplessly.Originally, I wanted to discuss with Yan Fei how to deal with the oolong leaking post, but this guy was lucky, his heart flew away as soon as he was done, and he didn't take her seriously at all.

After finishing the call with Ge Yun, Yan Fei decisively turned the phone to silent and put it in his pocket.

He opened the door and went out, just when he raised his eyes, there was a flash of astonishment in his eyes.

Xin Rong was actually standing at the door.