i really like you

When Tang Yuan arrived at the company, Assistant He was already waiting in the lobby, and when he greeted him, he crackled and told him the whole story.

That serious look once made him think he was listening to the crime scene.

"Assistant He."

Tang Yuan suddenly stopped and turned around, looking all the way down, she fell on the pair of high-heeled shoes of the same color under her black straight wide-leg pants, "The heels of your high-heeled shoes are not good, the sound of walking is like knocking nails, dong dong Boom, boom, I feel flustered when I hear that."

Assistant He said, "The young master panicked because he was worried about the chairman's health."

Before Tang Yuan could open his mouth to express his opinion, she had already started to say, "The chairman's physical condition in the second half of the year is basically above [-], with zero colds, rhinitis twice, and stomach problems..."

It started crackling again.

Tang Yuan called her again, "Assistant He, where are you from?"

Assistant He said he was from City C.

Tang Yuan said in admiration, "The tongue is so fast that the tongue is flicking, and the Mandarin can still be so standard, amazing."

Assistant He, "..."

Before reaching the office door, Tang Yuan heard Pei Wenjin's coughing, one after another, the coughing made his heart tremble.

"Why is Secretary Pei coughing so badly?"

Assistant He said, "Last time I called him, he said he had a cold, and he hasn't recovered since he came back."

Tang Yuan's breathing was stagnant, and he said casually, "The cold is so difficult? Could it be something wrong with other parts of the body?"

He doesn't know.

An emotion called guilt suddenly burst out of his heart, submerging him in an instant.

Assistant He sighed, "Secretary Pei is desperate at work, and he won't listen to persuasion."

Tang Yuan found it new. He had come into contact with his father as an assistant many times, and he had never seen her get close to any colleague, not even when Secretary Zhang was alive.

"Judging from your tone, it's pretty good with Secretary Pei?"

"It's okay." Assistant He's words are just right, neither unfamiliar nor intimate, "Secretary Pei's rigorous attitude towards work is worth learning."

Tang Yuan found Pei Wenjin's common characteristics from Assistant He, the same regularity, the same rigid and boring.

After searching, I found that there are many more, such as the same like to formulate everything, mixing life and work together.

The two are like siblings who have been separated for many years.

For the first time, Tang Yuan took a serious look at his father's assistant, He Jing, whose very delicate and quiet name didn't match him at all.

She is two years older than Pei Wenjin, [-] years old, and a few years younger than Lin Xiao. She is considered a veteran employee in the company, and the people below will give her some face and call her Sister He.

He Jing's facial features are actually very regular, but she wears professional suits all year round. The lower body is not a skirt like Lin Xiao's, but trousers. The color and style are a bit dull, and her hair is not loose. Full forehead.

Tang Yuan thought to himself, it's a good thing his father doesn't eat the grass beside the nest, if he did, He Jing would have left the company long ago.

As his father's lover, even if he cultivated to become a master, he still couldn't escape the fate of being replaced at any time.

The subordinates are different. As long as they complete the work assigned and do not make mistakes in principle, they will basically not lose their jobs.

Tang Yuan took a second look, this woman can see through and see through, she will not act like a monster in front of his father, she is very smart.

If Pei Wenjin hadn't been gay, he might have developed a relationship with her other than a colleague.

As soon as Tang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, he tightened himself up again.

No, coming out is too difficult. Pei Wenjin's younger brother died in a car accident many years ago, and he is the only one left in the family, carrying the hope of the whole family.

Pei Wenjin can imagine how difficult it is to come out of the closet. Without a miracle, it is impossible for him to succeed.

One day, if Pei Wenjin is forced to bow to reality like his uncle's lover in the Song Dynasty, and wants to find someone to marry and have children, he will most likely choose He Jing.

It fits well in every way.

If it wasn't He Jing, it would be someone else, anyway, it wouldn't be me, I'm a man, and I can't have children.

Tang Yuan thought in a mess, what kind of mind am I having with this place?Got your head caught in the door when you got out of the elevator?

His thoughts turned and turned, but only a few seconds later, he quickened his pace and walked towards the office. When he heard the sound of a cup being thrown inside, he immediately turned into a runner.

"Xiao Yuan, come so fast."

Lin Xiao's voice suddenly came from the left, "I thought it would take half an hour, why did you ask the driver to run a red light?"

Tang Yuan took a look at Lin Xiao who came out from the corner, he didn't know whether he had been standing there waiting, or just arrived, he panted slightly, "No, I took a small path."

He took Assistant He's card and opened the first door. Lin Xiao stepped forward, intentionally or unintentionally blocking his way.

This situation is a bit indescribably subtle.

When Assistant He saw this, he went back to his office and did not participate.

Tang Yuan looked at Lin Xiao, "Sister, what are you doing here, let me in quickly."

"Don't worry," Lin Xiao patted his arm, "talk to sister."

Tang Yuan's tone was very aggressive, and his voice was quite loud, as if he was shouting, "Is there anything you can't say later?"

Lin Xiao smiled and said, "Are you in a hurry?"

Tang Yuan narrowed his eyes, which song did Lin Xiao sing?

He didn't speak, and Lin Xiao didn't speak either, and just laid his eyes on him leisurely, walking from head to toe, not knowing what he was thinking.

It was Tang Yuan who spoke first, and he pulled away the hand that was pinching his face, "Sister, why don't we make trouble at this time?"

"I still have a lot of work waiting, so I don't have time to make trouble with you." Lin Xiao pinched his face again, "It's good to be young, I apply this and that on my face every day, and the collagen is still gone forever. , the crow's feet and nasolabial folds at the corners of the eyes are running towards me, hey."

"You are already 36, if the collagen is still there, then you should worry about yourself..."

Tang Yuan vaguely heard his father mention his name, he was startled, and was about to speak, when Lin Xiao jumped in front of him and shouted, "Chairman, Xiao Yuan is here!"

After that cry, there was no movement inside.

Talking, smashing, coughing, everything is gone.

Tang Yuan rushed through the first door, but this time Lin Xiao didn't stop her. She brushed her wavy hair over her shoulders, stepped on her wedge shoes, turned around and left, her steps were very light and elegant, quite There is a bit of a gesture of hiding merit and fame.

On the way here, Tang Yuan thought about it miscellaneously, and eliminated it with the method of elimination, but finally came to no conclusion. He couldn't think of the reason why Pei Wenjin could make his father lose his temper so much.

Pei Wenjin is very orderly and strict in his behavior, what kind of things can he do to make his father furious?

Tang Yuan was full of doubts and pushed open the office door. Nuo Da's office seemed to have been attacked by bandits. Documents were scattered all over the floor. The glass of the filing cabinet was all broken.

The culprit was sitting in a large dark brown leather chair smoking a cigarette, and the victim stood with his back facing him in the middle of the mess, giving people a sense of all-or-nothing.

Tang Yuan was stimulated by the scene of the monarch and his ministers turning against each other, "Dad, Secretary Pei, can any of you explain to me what's going on?"

Tang Yin blew a smoke ring, "Excuse me, nothing happened."

Pei Wenjin spoke three or four seconds later, with a hoarse voice accompanied by coughing, "It's okay."

Tang Yuan was furious, do you all think I'm mentally retarded?

Are you co-authoring to tease me or what?

He rushed in in three or five steps, and when he got closer, he realized that the man's left hand was bleeding, and his mind suddenly became chaotic, "There is a small medicine box in your office. I saw it when I went back last time. It's still there. Stand by." What are you doing? I'll help you treat the wound."

Pei Wenjin didn't move.

Tang Yuan looked at his father who was sitting like the emperor.

The air flow flowing in the sky suddenly solidified, and it would turn into countless sharp fragments and fly down at any time, which made people tremble with fear.

Tang Yuan didn't know that he looked like an old hen, protecting her cubs.

Even though there was smog around, he could still see the gloom between Tang Yin's brows and eyes, he laughed suddenly, "Son, since you were young, whenever you got a little cut or bled, there was always a bunch of people waiting on you, what? When will the wound be treated?"

Tang Yuan's heart jumped into his throat, "I just said it casually."

"Oh, let me just say it casually." Tang Yin glanced at his son's face as if he was facing an enemy, he pinched half of his cigarette, and smiled lazily, "Secretary Pei, my son has been a chivalrous character since he was a child, he is too kind." , Every time he saw a beggar on the side of the road, he would give money, and he told me that even if nine out of ten beggars are liars, one of them is real, and one who helps is one.”

"Let me tell you, the Tang family has a big business, and the money is too much to spend. Otherwise, I won't be able to eat enough. Who will care about the one-tenth chance."

Tang Yuan glared at his father fiercely, his cheeks were hot, what are you doing mentioning this at this time?

Tang Yin ignored his son's warning gaze, he shook his head with a smile and sighed, "My son really doesn't look like me at all."

Afterwards, he changed to the gentle tone of the vice-elder, the curve of his lips was still there, but it didn't reach his eyes, "Secretary Pei, I don't even know when your hand was hurt. I shouldn't have done it, could it?"

Pei Wenjin, "No."

Tang Yin put on an exaggerated relaxed posture, "It's all right now, if you make it clear, I won't have to be blamed, otherwise my family Xiaoyuan will definitely think that I am a cruel boss, and he will continue to reason with me endlessly. The light ones, the serious ones are cold war with me and running away from home."

"Children are capricious, and they always like to make trouble every day. Secretary Pei has someone around the same age. I think you should know about this."

There is something in the words, and the meaning is deep.

As Tang Yin's voice fell, the office became so quiet that a needle could be heard.

Tang Yuan was still grabbing the arm of the man beside him, never letting go, forgetting to cover it up in front of his father.

When a person is an idiot, but he doesn't realize it, it means that he has entered the highest state of an idiot.

Tang Yin lit another cigarette and smoked, and said to his secretary, "Go ahead, deal with the wound, and ask Assistant He to bring someone to clean it."

The words are very kind and amiable, and it is completely impossible to see how much anger was expressed before, and how ferocious the face is.

Pei Wenjin left in response.

Tang Yin looked at his son who was following closely all the way, he took a deep breath of cigarette, choked himself, coughed awkwardly for a while, his lungs were about to explode, he was so angry.

When it was over, he fell into deep thought, from which step did he go wrong...

Thinking about it now doesn't help, it just makes me vomit blood.

Oh shit.

Tang Yin grabbed the thing at hand, found it was a photo frame, put it back, and slapped it on the desk.

Pei Wenjin returned to his office and saw the young man rummaging around, all the lines between his brows stretched out, "It's on the shelf to the west."

Tang Yuan's back froze. What about the west side? Just say that the left hand side is right hand side?

He searched, but still couldn't find it, turned his head and asked calmly, "Where is the west side?"

Pei Wenjin stretched out an index finger and showed it to him, with a smile hidden in his eyes.

With a sullen face, Tang Yuan found the medicine box under the instructions of the man.

In the comics, the protagonist stands on tiptoe to reach something on the shelf, but he can’t reach it. Another protagonist leans over from behind, reaches out to take it down and puts it in the protagonist’s hand. This kind of romantic, small and fresh picture does not exist. .

If he is over 178, he may still jump behind and step on the line of 180. Not only will there not be such a scene, but he will also lose the opportunity to be hugged and held high.

Inappropriate height.

Unless he finds a boyfriend who is a head taller than himself, Tang Yuan subconsciously glances at where the man is standing, and then looks away when he thinks it belongs to someone else, feeling overwhelmed.

The sound of the chair scraping the ground interrupted Tang Yuan's thoughts. He carried the medicine box to the table and asked the man to put his injured hand on it.

Pei Wenjin spread out his palm, bloody.

Tang Yuan was stunned, and he looked closely at the slender cut, "How did you get this injury?"

Pei Wenjin said quietly, "The frame is drawn."

Tang Yuan, "Huh?"

Pei Wenjin opened the bottle of normal saline, poured some around the wound, and slowly cleaned up the blood with a cotton ball.

Tang Yuan's mind was running fast, "My dad was so angry that he threw the photo frame on the table away. Did you accidentally scratch it when you picked it up?"

He remembered that when he entered the office, everything on his dad's desk was on the floor, except for the photo frame, which was left alone in its original position.

The photo frame was put by him. The original photo was of a family of three. His father took the photo home and put it in the safe at some point, and then he replaced it with a photo of their father and son.

Later, it became various photos of his life, which are changed once a year to witness his growth.

The person in front of him didn't speak, didn't respond, he didn't know if he guessed right or not, Tang Yuan touched his nose, blamed himself for not looking carefully, not sure if the photo frame was missing a corner, he put his upper body on the table , "Secretary Pei, let me help you."

Pei Wenjin threw the dirty cotton ball into the trash can, and replaced it with a clean one to continue, "A little injury, don't trouble the young master."

Tang Yuan was used to men's reticent appearance, so he wasn't annoyed, "Why did you make my dad so angry?"

Pei Wenjin kept cleaning the wound, "I did something that made the chairman unhappy."

Tang Yuan asked curiously, "What's the matter, let's hear it."

Pei Wenjin raised his eyelids and looked over.

Tang Yuan met the gaze, and for some reason, he felt that the man's eyes were darker than usual, and there seemed to be a huge vortex inside, which could suck people in.

Just when he thought he could hear the answer, the man withdrew his gaze and lowered his eyelids.

"..."

Tang Yuan's brain was wide open, "Hey, Secretary Pei, you don't just use some confidential documents to negotiate with my dad in order to be able to switch to another company, do you?"

Pei Wenjin paused when he cleaned the wound, and it was almost impossible to check, "The young master will know in a few days."

Maybe not for a few days.

Tang Yuan developed his imagination along that direction, "Did Zhang Yang let you go?"

Pei Wenjin looked up at the ceiling, seemingly speechless.

Tang Yuan misunderstood silence as acquiescence, and Zhang Yang couldn't understand him everywhere, and didn't want his partner to work in his company. Such an analysis was too fucking reasonable.

Pei Wenjin glanced at the young man's distraught face from the corner of his eye, his throat throbbed a few times, and he coughed.

Tang Yuan was instantly pulled back to reality by the sound of coughing, "I heard from Assistant He that you have never recovered from a cold."

Pei Wenjin just coughed, and his eyes were a little bloodshot.

Tang Yuan saw that the blue veins popped out from the man's cough, he wanted to ask, does Zhang Yang know that you have a cold?Did I buy medicine for you? Did I take you to see a doctor?

There are so many questions I want to ask, but I can't ask any of them.

Tang Yuan took a few steps back and pulled an empty chair to sit down, looking at the man across the desk.

Just now he almost couldn't help grabbing the man's big hand and putting it on his face. Now that he is not single and has a girlfriend, if he really did that, it would be shameless.

There was a smell of blood floating in the air, Tang Yuan licked his dry mouth, "Secretary Pei, if you want to leave, I can help you, I told my dad, he will let you go."

Pei Wenjin suddenly looked up.

For a moment, Tang Yuan felt that the man's eyes were cold and full of anger. When he looked again, those two emotions were absent, just as usual, and a voice sounded in his ear, "The road of art is suitable for you. .”

Pei Wenjin looked at the young man in a daze and said, "Imagination is rich."

Just didn't think about the idea.

Tang Yuan twitched the corners of his mouth, he folded his two slender legs together, and changed into a casual sitting position, "My dad told me that he spent a lot of money to dig you here, and he recognized your ability very much and felt You are the one he values ​​most among his subordinates."

"I know."

Pei Wenjin found a small fragment in the wound, and he found tweezers to pinch the fragment out, with a calm expression that didn't look like his own hand, "I'm sorry to disappoint the chairman."

Tang Yuan felt distressed when he saw it, he turned his gaze to one side in discomfort, and still felt a prickling pain in the palm of his hand, for the sake of liking someone.

I don't know if it was his misfortune or luck.

Tang Yuan wiped his face and asked softly, "Can't you compromise?"

Pei Wenjin coughed a few times and said, "No."

After a short silence, Tang Yuan turned his eyes to the man again, and he smiled with one corner of his mouth, "Then you are finished."

"My father, who has been in the top position for a long time, is used to being a dictator. No one can go against his will except me. Those who work under him only need to follow his orders. They can't make their own decisions, be self-righteous, and disobey his decisions. .”

Pei Wenjin didn't say anything, but what the young man said was the truth.

Tang Yuan pursed his lips, "It's not an exaggeration to use the word powerful to describe my family, you know."

Pei Wenjin said in a low voice, "So the first thing I have to do is to protect myself."

The joke on Tang Yuan's face disappeared without a trace, and turned into astonishment, "No way, my dad is so angry, it's really because you got something to negotiate with him? What are you trying to do?"

"My dad has been in the business world for decades, and he also has huge influence in the political world. It's not clear what influence is not. If you offend him, your future and life will be in danger."

Pei Wenjin wrapped several layers of gauze around his palms, raised his eyes to see the young man's nervousness, puzzlement, and disbelief, and said, "I have a reason to persist."

Tang Yuan stood up from the chair, he walked back and forth in the office in agitation, his index finger knuckles were brought to his mouth, and he gnawed carelessly.

"In this world, there are too many things that can captivate people's eyes and people's hearts. People must learn to think. The more important decisions are made, the more they have to think." Tang Yuan quoted what his father told him , with a straight face, "I advise you to think twice."

Pei Wenjin frowned, "Think twice."

Tang Yuan stopped in front of the desk, propped his hands on the table, "A person who is almost thirty, shouldn't be so impulsive, while there is still room for maneuver, you and my dad will talk about it for you Good word, you can continue to be your secretary."

Pei Wenjin started to pack the medicine box.

Tang Yuan saw the man's calm and relaxed look, and the fire in his heart burned even more, "My dad will never allow anyone to stand on the same stage with him, and he still lets you stay in the company , there must be his thoughts. From what I know about him, he is already on the verge of rage. Once that border line collapses, he can make you lose your foothold in this city. No, I'm not scaring you, I'm serious."

Pei Wenjin put the medicine box back to its original place. He stood by the table and lit a cigarette. He fiddled with the lighter with downcast eyes. He coughed and said, "I'm well prepared."

Tang Yuan stared at the man's profiled profile, and he heard his suppressed voice, "Don't be naive."

The lighter fell from Pei Wenjin's fingers and landed on the desk, making a moderate noise, and his voice was caught in the noise without any blur.

"It's human-made," he said.

Fuck, why is this deadlocked?What are you arguing with me?I'm not good for you?

What a stubborn guy!

What is more important than your bright future?

Tang Yuan looked at the man's hand holding the cigarette for a moment, and gritted his teeth in hatred, "My father gives you such a high salary, and gives you a platform and space that no other company can give you. You You still want to do something, I think you are..."

He ran out of words, so he blurted out a few words loudly, "It's a pig!"

Pei Wenjin, "..."