False Poor and Real Boss

"I'm here to wash my hands."

Xin Rong explained.

"Well, you use it."

Yan Fei didn't think much about it.

Xin Rong walked in calmly, but just as he closed the door, his expression changed.

Seeing that Yan Fei hadn't come out before, he was a little worried, so he went to the bathroom door and wanted to ask about his situation, but he just overheard his conversation with Ge Yun.

Across a door, he could only hear some intermittent sentences, such as "tied-tied...really can't do it", "destroyed to the point of... for money" and "everything is at the benefactor's order", although only A few words, but enough for him to piece together the whole picture of the matter.

It is estimated that Yan Fei's financial sponsor made more and more demands. He couldn't bear it and tried to protest with his agent, but the agent's attitude was tough. Yan Fei had no choice but to compromise for money.

It's hard for him to laugh to himself.

Xin Rong sighed lightly.He took out his mobile phone and called Yue Yang.

"I asked you to draw up the agreement last night, print it out and send it over."

"I'm at No. 168, XX Road... Be careful, don't mention this matter to anyone."

After hanging up the phone, Xin Rong returned to his seat with a calm expression.

"Is it about work?" Yan Fei asked thoughtfully.

"Yeah." Xin Rong took a sip of tea: "It doesn't matter."

Yan Fei said "Oh" and asked, "Apart from being busy with work, what does Mr. Xin do in his spare time?"

"Occasionally play golf and pool."

"Really, I also know a little bit of golf. I learned it when I was filming TV." Yan Fei winked at Xin Rong: "I will ask Mr. Xin for advice some other day."

"It's not about asking for advice, it's about learning from each other."

"Boss Xin is too modest." Holding the teacup, Yan Fei suddenly thought of something: "By the way, the plum wine here is pretty good, do you want to try Boss Xin?"

"I came here by car, I'm afraid it's not good to drink." Xin Rong frowned slightly.

"It's okay, I can ask my assistant to pick us up." Yan Fei's tone was persuasive: "Plum wine has a very low alcohol content, so it's not easy to get drunk."

Xin Rong usually has the habit of having a drink after get off work, and Yan Fei's words are indeed a little heartwarming.He hesitated for a few seconds, then nodded under Yan Fei's expectant gaze.

Yan Fei's eyes lit up, and he immediately asked the waiter to bring the wine.

The plum wine is homemade in the restaurant, and it is packed in an elegant glass and porcelain bottle. You can smell a strong aroma of the wine when you open the bottle cap.

Yan Fei poured Xin Rong a glass first, and then filled his own.

"Come on, Mr. Xin, let me toast you first. I'm very sorry for breaking into your room recklessly that day."

"You apologized before." Xin Rong didn't care about it.

"That was before. Today is a formal apology." Yan Fei's tone was sincere, and he looked at him with bright black eyes.

"I accept the apology, and I don't need to mention this matter again." Xin Rong clinked the glass with him, and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

"Boss Xin is really good at drinking."

Yan Fei sighed, and also finished the wine in the glass.The two of you came and went, and soon the big bottle of plum wine ran out.

Xin Rong's face is easy to drink when drinking, and it didn't take long for her face to turn red.Looking at him under the lamp, Yan Fei felt that the man had handsome and deep eyebrows, thick black eyelashes, and a pair of black eyes with a faint mist, which made him unable to move his eyes away.

"What are you looking at?" Xin Rong suddenly looked up at him.

Peeping at others and being caught, Yan Fei felt a little guilty for a moment, but his mouth was still sweet like honey: "I didn't see anything. I just feel that Mr. Xin is different tonight."

Xin Rong was probably drunk, so his reaction was a little slow, and he looked straight at him.

"What's the difference?"

"I think Mr. Xin looks even more handsome today..."

After saying this, Yan Fei anxiously waited for Xin Rong's reaction.A straight man of steel should feel a little uncomfortable or repelled when his peers praise his appearance. He is still too aggressive, so he should restrain himself a bit.

However, to his surprise, Xin Rong didn't show any expression of being offended. Instead, the corners of her lips curled slightly, and she nodded towards him.

"Thank you."

I rely on him to drink so cute? ?Yan Fei's heart trembled because of his thank you, he couldn't help but smile, and at the same time reached for the wine bottle.

"Mr. Xin, do you want another drink?"

"No, I'll go to the bathroom first."

Xin Rong has a special physique. Drinking too much wine with a low alcohol content makes her easy to get drunk, but drinking alcohol with a high alcohol content does not cause any reaction.He probably realized that his mind was not clear, nodded to Yan Fei, then stood up and walked to the bathroom.Seeing that his footsteps were unsteady, Yan Fei hurriedly followed behind.

"Boss Xin, do you want me to help you?"

"It's okay, I'll just wash my face." Xin Rong walked into the bathroom, turned on the tap, and rinsed his face with cold water.

After washing his face, he wanted to find a towel to wipe his face, but there were still drops of water on his eyelashes, which made his vision blurred, so he could only reach out and feel for it.Suddenly, something soft was stuffed into the palm of his hand.

"Use paper towels, towels are not clean."

"Thank you." Xin Rong took the tissue he handed over to dry his face, washed his face, and he was much more awake.Seeing that Yan Fei was still standing there looking at him with concern, he apologized, "I don't drink well, so I'm sorry."

"Although the content of plum wine is not high, it still has a lot of stamina." Yan Fei smiled: "Boss Xin drank so much and still walks so steadily, which is already very good."

"You seem to be a good drinker?" Xin Rong walked back.

"It's okay, it's all done through practice." Yan Fei curled her lips: "I used to drink and vomit at dinner parties, but the more I practiced, the better. Now I'm the one who vomits others."

Xin Rong imagined the scene of Yan Fei being surrounded by various bosses drinking alcohol at the dinner, and suddenly felt distressed. He was about to say something when his phone rang.

It's a message from Yueyang: Boss, I'm at the entrance of the restaurant.Are the files sent directly?

Xin Rong replied: OK.

"Is Mr. Xin busy?"

Yan Fei was slightly dissatisfied seeing him bow his head and only focus on sending messages.

"No, just a little thing."

Xin Rong put away the phone and leaned on the seat.He looked around the dishes on the table and asked Yan Fei, "Are you still eating?"

"I don't want to eat, I want to control my body, so I can't eat too much."

Xin Rong nodded: "Then I'll ask someone to pack it."

Yan Fei showed a surprised look.

"I didn't expect Mr. Xin to save so much."

"Is it strange?" Xin Rong smiled: "I have a good friend's father who is worth hundreds of billions of dollars and travels by subway."

Yan Fei secretly rolled his eyes: "It's a pastime for rich people to take the subway. I'm used to delicacies from mountains and seas, and occasionally eat porridge and side dishes, of course it feels fresh. You let him try to take the subway every day?"

Xin Rong couldn't say no to him, and called the waiter to come in and pack.Coincidentally, Yue Yang also arrived. He thought Xin Rong was having dinner with a partner, and entered the door with a serious expression in a suit and leather shoes, but unexpectedly saw a face that was astonishing.

Wait, it looks a little familiar, like some kind of celebrity?

"Hello." The beautiful young man smiled at him.

After all, Yue Yang was used to seeing big scenes, and after recognizing Yan Fei, he just smiled politely, and then respectfully handed over the document bag in his hand to Xin Rong.

"Mr. Xin, your file."

Yan Fei glanced at the document bag in his hand, he really couldn't figure out how Xin Rong was handling official business between meals with him.Is it true that their domineering presidents work so hard?

"Thank you." Xin Rong handed him the car keys, "I've been drinking, so I can't drive. Mr. Yan and I have to go to the teahouse, so you can drive."

"Okay, Mr. Xin."

Why did the boss eat at the same place as Yan Fei?And it looks very intimate?Thinking of the "cooperation agreement" that Xin Rong asked him to draw up before, Yue Yang had a faint feeling of weirdness.

However, despite all the gossip in his heart, he remained calm on the surface.After sending the two to the teahouse, he asked Xin Rong considerately, "Do you want me to arrange a driver to come over later?"

"No, you go back to rest early."

"Okay, goodbye Mr. Xin."

When Yue Yang walked away, Yan Fei finally couldn't help frowning as he looked at the file bag in Xin Rong's hand.

"Mr. Xin, if you really have business to do, you can tell me. You don't need to be so embarrassing."

Xin Rong shook his head: "It's not official business."

"Then the documents in your hand?" Yan Fei was puzzled.

Xin Rong walked in: "Go in and talk."

Yan Fei didn't understand what he was trying to trick, so he followed him into the box.The layout inside is antique, and the utensils for making tea on the wooden table are also readily available.However, Xin Rong didn't seem to be in the mood to drink tea. As soon as he entered, he put the file bag on the table.

"Mr. Yan, I want to discuss cooperation with you."

"Cooperation?" Yan Fei stared at him in surprise.

Xin Rong nodded, he took out the bound paper agreement from the document bag, and handed it to Yan Fei.

"Look at this first."

Yan Fei picked up the stack of agreements in a daze, he turned to the first page, looked at it, his expression became more and more strange.