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Yang Zichen lived in G City for almost a week, and felt that the time was about the same. If he didn’t go back to work, he might pile up into a mountain and there was no way to solve it—the assistant was his assistant on the surface, but he was actually his brother, and he would only be in the priority range. Help him to be lazy, he will not exceed his authority to help with big things, and he has to go back and complete important tasks by himself.

He told Yi Xian about this, thinking that the latter would be somewhat unhappy, but he didn't.

"It just so happens that I'm going to take a leave of absence to go to work next week," Yi Xian even felt quite happy, "This way I won't run out of time to accompany you."

"What job?" Yang Zichen asked casually.

"In the morning, my agent notified me that V Brand invited me to their new product launch show."

"Oh," Yang Zichen understood, "it's because F Miscellaneous got a good response that time, and the brand wants to take this opportunity to make new products for the next season?"

Lin Qiao told Yi Xian last time when he was filming the inside page of the F Magazine that the V brand, which has always been aloof, intends to open up the domestic market in the past two years, so it gave the title of domestic star brand ambassador and invited Yi Xian This kind of model with certain oriental characteristics came to shoot new products, and did a lot of similar operations.

Now they still want to find Yi Xian to go to the show, and the psychology of wanting to use the remaining heat to continue to ferment is too obvious, but this will do more good than harm to Yi Xian's development, so it is only natural that the agency will take over the job for him.

"Then go away." Yang Zichen said, "I'll visit you when I have time."

Yi Xian's eyes lit up: "Will you come to see me?"

Although Yang Zichen didn't care about the company's affairs before, they still have business in this area. Every year, employees from the design department go to the fashion week show. It's not impossible for him to take advantage of this opportunity——

"if it is possible."

He didn't say anything to death, lest Yi Xian would be disappointed.

Having said that, Yi Xian was still very happy, and hugged him reluctantly when sending him to the train station: "Let me know if you have time."

"Okay." Yang Zichen patted him on the back, "I'm leaving."

Although he coaxed him so much, if he really had time to go, Yang Zichen would definitely not tell Yi Xian in advance.

He quite likes to see Yi Xian's surprised look, and he feels a sense of accomplishment.

Yang Zichen's plan to enter the house quietly broke down the moment he took out the key and opened the door.

His mother just sat on the sofa and watched TV, and looked back as soon as she heard the sound of the door opening, her movements were so agile that she couldn't avoid it.He couldn't dodge it, so he could only stand where he was and accept the education of his mother's love.

"Where did you go, you haven't seen anyone for a week?"

"I went out of the country and didn't do anything."

He bit the bullet and avoided the important ones, he didn't confess Yi Xian after all, and slipped back to the room after dinner with an excuse.His mother didn't chase him to ask questions, but Yang Zichen looked at her eyes and always felt that she might have made up a hundred thousand word story with his father.

... As for the content of the story, he didn't want to know, and he didn't dare to ask.

The next day when he returned to the company to work, he was overwhelmed by the piles of work handed in by his assistant. He was so busy until noon that he could barely figure it out. He had a headache while eating, and felt like a half useless person.

At such a time, the assistant would knock on the door outside and call him: "Mr. Yang."

"what happened?"

"President Dayang's phone call, saying he wants to find you."

"Why didn't he call me directly?" Yang Zichen looked at the landline on his desk, but couldn't find it. He moved away the piled up documents and found that the receiver was bumped crookedly, "...Oh, it's all right now, let him call Let me call."

"..." The assistant was silent for a moment, then said, "Okay."

Half a minute later, his brother's call came to his landline.

"Are you so busy?"

"Didn't you ask Xiao Xu to wait for me to come back to deal with it." Yang Zichen talked with the receiver between his hands, freeing his hands to eat, "Actually, I'm not alone, I just need to review and sign it, brother, you don't care about it." Necessary."

It's not that he can't do these tasks, but what was handed over to him was more fragmented than he imagined, and it was obvious at a glance that his brother told the assistant not to be too comprehensive, and left him some difficult content to train him.Yang Zichen didn't dislike work, and knew that his brother wanted to train him to share more in the future, but he really didn't think it was necessary.

Anyway, their family already has an Iron Man, he doesn't really want to be Iron Man [-], and the work within the normal range is acceptable, like his brother, he really can't bear it.

"I didn't specifically explain anything, what kind of work should be, what kind of work is handed over to you." Yang Ziheng said, "As for whether it is necessary...you look at your own progress in the past few months, and you still don't think it's enough. Is it necessary?"

"Why is it necessary? I've always been like this." Yang Zichen blurted out.

He has lived under his brother's aura since he was a child, and he is not very satisfactory in everything he does, even worse than his brother.Over time, he got used to it, and when he wanted to do something, he didn't have too much pursuit of himself, as long as he finished it, he was not attached to a higher level.

Anyway, he didn't do as well as his elder brother, and their family didn't need him to work so hard, so why bother?

Even his parents have accepted the reality, but his brother has always held him to high standards and never let up after he was called back to work in the company. The current situation is the best proof.

"Zichen," his brother was obviously a little angry, and said in a deep voice, "Stop being foolish, you are almost 30 years old, you should be sensible."

"I'm not fooling around, I'm working hard." Yang Zichen felt amused, "Do you want to send a special assistant down to check the ward? Brother, you also know that I'm almost thirty, I have my own ideas and plans, and I have already returned to work." This is the biggest concession I can make, and you should respect me, okay?"

If he really wanted to run away, his brother wouldn't be able to catch him so easily.After all, he was just tired of playing.

He owns a lot of shares, including half of Feien, and some scattered movables and a few houses under his name, which are enough for him to lie down and eat for a lifetime, and there is no need to continue working.From the perspective of outsiders, there are two brothers in their family, but the real power is almost entirely in the hands of the elder brother. It is the result of his elder brother robbing him. In fact, everyone in the family understands that his elder brother still wants to give the power to him. It's just that he doesn't want to.

Why would he take over the job of his brother when he could lie down for a lifetime?

So what?Can he do better than his brother, no.

If so, why bother?

The heart-to-heart conversation on the phone broke up, and Yang Zichen didn't give up. He worked diligently until nine o'clock in the evening, trying to figure out the pile of work, and then drove home.

That is to say, his brother moved out after getting married, otherwise he wouldn't even want to go home, so he probably just find a hotel outside to make do with.

"The young master is back." The auntie was busy in the kitchen, and greeted him quickly when she saw him come back, "Hurry up and wash your hands, I just made a stew of snow clams with milk, you can eat some."

Yang Zichen waved his hand, seeing that there was no one in the living room, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "I've eaten, go up to rest first, and leave me alone."

In fact, he didn't eat dinner, but he was not in the mood to eat any milk snow clams. He had a terrible headache and just wanted to go to bed and lie down.But the aunt obviously didn't know what was going on with him, so she told him to come down and serve it when he was hungry, and then went back to the kitchen.

Yang Zichen went back to his room, took a shower first, came out and lay down on the bed, rubbing his temples while looking at his phone.

He has been busy all day and has no time to look at his personal mobile phone. Now that he unlocks it, there will be more than 20 new message notifications on WeChat alone.

First from Lin Qiao: I forgot to tell you, V Brand invited Yi Xian to show for them, it seems that they are still closed, we have a media card, if you want to see it, go together?

Then there is Lao Xing, who has not been in touch for a while: Are you in China, find a time to call Shang Linqiao, and the three of us have a drink together?

He wondered how the two could send him messages separately, and Lin Qiao didn't mention Xing Yue, but Xing Yue looked like he couldn't leave Lin Qiao behind.However, he didn't think much about his doubts. He told Lin Qiao that he was busy with work and wondered if he could make time for it. Then he replied three words to Xing Yue: I'm busy.

This counts as dismissing friends, and then look at other people's.

He didn't bother to reply to insignificant passers-by, most of them were just looking for something to talk about, and he usually saw a lot of them.When Yang Zichen turned to the end, he was a little surprised to find one thing - Yi Xian didn't send him a WeChat message today.

The irritability accumulated during the day and night couldn't find an outlet, and suddenly became a stuffy gourd.Yang Zichen stared at the phone screen for a while, then turned off WeChat and went to Weibo.

He came back for two days, during which Yi Xian didn't update Weibo, only posted a photo of the train station on the day he left, and there were a bunch of fans asking him if he was going on a long trip, but he didn't reply.Yang Zichen turned two pages and felt bored, so he closed Weibo again.

It is really uncomfortable for the little friend who has been clinging to him to suddenly disappear.

He wanted to take the initiative to send something to Yi Xian, but he also felt that it was not good to complain as soon as he opened his mouth, as if he didn't contact him when he had nothing to do, and as soon as he contacted him, he treated people like a trash can.After thinking for a while, he clicked on the WeChat dialog box and sent Yi Xian an emoji of "Lying flat with exhaustion".

There was no immediate response, so he just held up his phone and looked at it. After a while, Yi Xian replied slowly: "Brother? I just woke up, what's wrong?"

Yang Zichen looked at the time, according to the time difference between Fengshi and G City, it should be noon now.

"Wake up at this hour?"

"I went to try on clothes yesterday, and I didn't come back until two o'clock in the morning." Yi Xian said, "This time I have to change three sets of clothes, so I have to try and adjust the size in advance to avoid problems on stage."

It should be, after all, just now when he swiped Weibo, some people in Yi Xian's comments said that the xx star who was on the show with him had flown abroad to try on clothes yesterday, and it was normal for Yi Xian to try.Yang Zichen thought about it, and decided to put away his little grievances first, and comfort the hard-working children: "Are you tired? I worked overtime today, and I just came home from get off work. I didn't expect you to work overtime too."

"Tired," Yi Xian said pitifully, and then became more relaxed after a change of tone, "But thinking you might come to see it, it seems to be okay."

Yang Zichen couldn't bear to tell him that he might not have time to go, so he chatted with him and drove him to lunch.

After hanging up the audio, he couldn't help thinking, just because he pissed off his brother today, if he applied for a business trip with the design department tomorrow, would he be kicked out of the office?