When The Male Supporting Actor Bend The Male Lead

On the plane to W City, Feng Yangao only brought a few bodyguards and assistants, and with Qi Yan included, there were only ten people.

After getting on the plane, Feng Yangao stopped being funny.He gave Qi Yan two stacks of documents and asked him to sort them out. When handing over the documents to him, he gave him a rare instruction: "There should be no mistakes in these two documents, and we should clearly distinguish between the primary and secondary."

"Okay." Seeing him like this, Qi Yan also became serious.

Opening the copy, Qi Yan scanned two of them before realizing that this is actually the contract that needs to be negotiated this time. If successful, the company will earn hundreds of millions!

Looking up at Feng Yangao in surprise, he saw that he was already immersed in his work.

——He actually gave himself such an important document?

Feng Yang proudly trusts Qi Yan?No, although Feng Yangao made no secret of his interest in Qi Yan, but if his favorability only stays at 45, he is not even considered a friend.

Such a relationship actually gave this document to himself?Qi Yan was full of doubts and inquiries.

Qi Yan suddenly felt that this trip to W City should be some kind of opportunity.But recalling the original work, I don't have any impression of that opportunity and the major events that happened during this period... Could it be that he was thinking too much?

With a contract of several hundred million yuan in front of him, Qi Yan's heart was as heavy as a thousand catties. He carefully sorted out the copywriting, hoping that there would be no mistakes.

The whole journey was silent, Qi Yan and Feng Yangao couldn't say a single word.When I arrived in W City, I hurriedly checked into the hotel I had booked after getting off the plane.Qi Yan lives next to Feng Yangao.

The tense atmosphere underlines the importance of the entire contract.Qi Yan sorted out the documents, checked them again and again, and after confirming that they were correct, he knocked on the door of Feng Yangao's room.

Feng Yangao came to open the door in person. He was wearing a white shirt, and his usual well-dressed appearance disappeared, leaving only laziness and a strong sense of exhaustion.

Qi Yan was not going to go in, but Feng Yangao turned slightly sideways and looked at him indifferently.Qi Yan pursed his lips, and finally took a step into Feng Yangao's room.

"The document has been processed." Qi Yan handed him the document in his hand: "Is there anything else I need to do?"

"It's ready." Feng Yangao was not in a hurry to take it back, but sat on the sofa leisurely and drank coffee.

From the corner of his eyes, he looked at Fengyang Ao's slightly green bags under his eyes, and the tip of his nose was full of coffee smell, Qi Yan knew that he must not have slept well.That's right, he has a contract of several hundred million in his hand.

But it's strange to say, why didn't Feng Yangao do these things well beforehand, but just waited for the impromptu cramming, which made him exhausted, and had to stay up late with coffee...

"Guess why I am."

Feng Yangao's lazy and hoarse voice suddenly sounded, and Qi Yan was startled, only then did he realize that he had already expressed the question in his heart.

"Forehead……"

"Don't shrink back, guess why I am doing these things at this time?"

"Because you're nervous about this job?" Qi Yan answered uncertainly, with a raised voice at the end.

Feng Yangao looked at him for a long time, and finally snorted, "It is, it is not. But please forgive me, come here, give me a shoulder."

"what?"

"Squeeze your shoulders."

Feng Yangao patted himself on the shoulder, motioning for Qi Yan to come over.

Seeing that Qi Yan's face was so dark, and his clenched hands were trembling, Feng Yangao felt amused.Of course he knew that Qi Yan would not come over and would even get angry, he was just teasing him.

However, Qi Yan endured and endured, but walked over step by step, stood behind the sofa, put his hands on his shoulders, and kneaded him gently and skillfully, relieving his muscle tension.

Now it was Feng Yangao's turn to be shocked: "You really came here."

"Didn't you ask me to pinch your shoulders?" Qi Yan stared at the back of his head and rolled his eyes.

"Oh, I thought you would slam the door and leave. When did you become so obedient?"

Qi Yan retorted angrily: "There was no time! He was not obedient..." After a pause, his voice softened, and the clear timbre like flowing water beat Feng Yangao's heart like a feather.

"It's just to see that you are too tired."

……

Feng Yangao froze, he looked ahead, where the outline of Qi Yan was faintly circled by the glass decoration.

He took over the company, and in order to make the company stand at the top, he spent countless days and nights.However... only this man would say 'you are too tired' to himself.

Isn't Fengyang proud?Oh, how could it be possible, the one who made the iron is also a person.

What to do when you are tired, just grit your teeth and pass.If a company's president is so easy to be, then there will be no need for auxiliary occupations such as shareholders, managers, and supervisors.To put it bluntly, I was still too tired.

Some people will say, what are rich people tired of?What are you tired of starting your own company?It is only those who work every day are tired.

However, a president, he is also working part-time.For himself and for the employees of the company, what he needs to do is done by hundreds of people in the company.

[The hero's favorability towards Qi Yan +15, current favorability: 60]

……

Qi Yan said nothing, because he knew that he had touched the softest part of Feng Yangao's heart.

As he once said himself, he is the king with money and power, but the king who stands at the top is the loneliest.

Gently kneading his shoulders, feeling his relaxation and defenselessness, and finally fell asleep half-lying on the sofa.

Qi Yan didn't move him and let him sleep on the sofa.Anyway, sleep is better than no sleep.

Quietly pouring the coffee on the table, Qi Yan made him a cup of milk and put it on the table, then closed the door and left quietly.

Vigorous and vigorous, it can't compare with the warmth and tenderness in life.

It was only now that Qi Yan realizes that the world he has been to has been passed away.Whether that life is happy or not, it has passed and has become a memory.