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"There will be a royal banquet in London in early March. The British royal family is nominally celebrating Princess Emma's birthday, but seeing that they have invited world-renowned rich men and politicians to participate, the main purpose must be to stimulate the British economy. During the banquet, there will probably be There are a few small economic and trade meetings."

"Five well-known people in Huaguo accepted the invitation, and Xing Yuan is among them." Zheng Xingguo said: "Recently, due to the strict control of the special police team, the number of attacks has decreased a lot, and the remaining small incidents are not worth mentioning. However, Xing Yuan's trip to London this time is someone else's territory after all, and his bodyguards are bound to be restricted everywhere. It is impossible for our special police team to follow abroad blatantly. This trip is an opportunity for 'Flying Wolf', but it is also an opportunity for you .”

Ye Wenxuan: "Since the danger of this banquet is so great, why did he go?" After all, it's about family and life.

Zheng Xingguo said with a smile: "If the person in charge of the Xing Group stays at home all day because he is afraid of getting hurt, then he is not worthy of being the boss of the Xing Group."

Ye Wenxuan thought about it, and felt quite right: "Then what capacity should I approach him this time?"

"In the Xing Group, we also have some contacts, and we generally know about their internal personnel changes."

Zheng Xingguo took out a few pieces of paper from a drawer on one side, and then took out a SLR camera: "This time I am going to London for a banquet, and the Xing Group will publish the travel information of Xing Yuan and his party on their official website. It is also because Xing Yuan is good-looking, and the dual selling points of 'billionaire' and 'extreme handsome guy' make it easier to attract people's attention to Xing and the industries under Xing."

Ye Wenxuan remembered Xing Yuan's face and his perfect body proportions, and nodded: "He does have great potential to become a superstar, and I heard that he is also a candidate for 'National Husband'."

Zheng Xingguo clicked on the documents on the table: "The photographer who was in charge of following him before left for some reason. We worked hard to get this job."

"Photographer?" Ye Wenxuan took a few steps forward, picked up the few pieces of paper, and found that it was a personal resume.

The resume photo is a one-inch photo of himself. The personal introduction and work experience are the same as the facts. It only hides his identity as an anti-terrorist police officer who joined the Special Affairs Department.

Zheng Xingguo: "The interview process has been saved. On the [-]th of this month, an assistant named Xu next to Xing Yuan will contact you to meet Xing Yuan. If Xing Yuan nods and agrees, your job will be considered settled."

Marven Ye looked up: "Uh, what if he didn't nod?"

Zheng Xingguo looked back at him seriously: "Let him nod."

Ye Wenxuan raised an eyebrow, and answered "yes" in understanding.

Then he stopped talking nonsense, took the resume on the table and the SLR camera in his hands, said goodbye to Zheng Xingguo, and then turned and left the office.

This year's Spring Festival, Ye Wenxuan spent the New Year with his colleagues from the Special Affairs Department who stayed in City B. Although he and this group of people only knew each other for half a year, it was better than when he was in City S. They get along much more freely.

Probably because they are in a government agency, everyone's ideological consciousness is extremely high, or these people have experienced too many tasks, and the brothers around them are basically life and death friends, and there is no intrigue of competing interests. Family like.

Ye Wenxuan was the last one to join, but he could understand the sincere feelings contained in it.

He looked at Xing Yuan's information every day, practiced his photography skills, and sometimes went to the office to be on duty, or followed Zhong Lei and others to do internships, so he spent a very meaningful new year.

On February [-]th, light snow fell.

Ye Wenxuan looked at himself in front of the full-length mirror. He was wearing a dark gray slim-fit windbreaker with a sweater and black trousers of the same color inside, and a pair of brown Martin boots.

Although they are all dark-colored attire, there is also a string of eye-catching silver pendants around his neck, and a beige scarf around the outside.Ye Wenxuan looked around, picked up a silver-gray watch with metallic luster, and carefully put it on his left wrist.

The smooth black hair was neatly combed, loosely tied behind the head, and tied into the shape of a ponytail.

He is as tall as the model and has the best face. Even wearing a pair of old-fashioned glasses does not detract from the unique charm of this person.

Putting back the black backpack with photographic equipment on his back, and then picking up the satchel with various small camera parts, Ye Wenxuan took a last look at himself in the mirror, put two fingers of his right hand on his lips, and then blew himself a kiss.

"Everything is ready, let's go."

A man named Xu Yan called him last night. This person is said to be one of Xing Yuan's business assistants. He usually helps Xing Yuan handle official affairs with other assistants.He was sometimes in charge of matters related to new recruits, because Zheng Xingguo spoke vaguely, and Ye Wenxuan was not sure if he had any unclear relationship with the Special Affairs Department.

He silently reviewed his resume in his heart, and took his mobile phone to look at the address that Xu Yan sent him yesterday. The taxi driver around him kept trying to chat with him, but Ye Wenxuan replied casually, and then stopped talking.

The driver saw that he didn't want to talk, so he had to turn on the communicator on the car, and started beating each other with his fellow riders.

I just don't know if the weather is bad today, the communicator is always accompanied by the sound of "stinging, stinging", and the driver is still the same after several times of debugging, and he can't help but feel a little stuffy.

It was snowing lightly outside the car, Ye Wenxuan looked up at the scenery outside the window, and heard the driver slapping the communicator and whispering in his ears, and wisely kept silent.

The meeting place was at the headquarters of the Xing Group in the capital. The headquarters of the Xing Group is located in the suburbs of City B. It is said that the Xing Group bought a whole piece of land there to build a business park belonging to the Xing Group.

After arriving at the place, Marven Ye finally knew why the headquarters was located in the suburbs.

The headquarters of the Xing Group is really too big.

In front of him was a majestic complex of buildings. As far as Ye Wenxuan could see, from the main building in front of him to several hundred meters away, there were at least eight high-rise buildings with more than [-] floors. In addition, there were other buildings with novel designs. There are countless tall and low buildings, but I don't know what their uses are.

After all, Xing's Group has dabbled in various industries. Without clear signs, it would be difficult to determine the function of each building here.

He registered his identity at the guard's office, and called Xu Yan in a hurry. The latter told him to wait for a while in the lobby of the main building, and a reception lady would come and take him upstairs.

I had never seen this posture when I was in Spheres.

Ye Wenxuan walked all the way through the wind and snow, because the meeting time was set at [-]:[-] in the morning, he saw many white-collar employees rushing to work on the road.

These people walked in a hurry, but their faces were relaxed. If they met acquaintances, they raised their hands to say hello, and then left in different directions.

Everything seems to be in order.

Ye Wenxuan wiped off the fine snow flakes on his body outside the door, and then walked into the lobby of the main building.

As soon as he revealed his identity at the reception, a girl in uniform asked him to enter a long corridor on the right.Ye Wenxuan didn't say much. After thanking her, he followed her and arrived at the elevator all the way without looking sideways.

Occasionally on the road, I met a few employees who went to work, and they were stunned when they saw his attire, and then secretly looked at him, guessing who this handsome guy was.

"Ding! The [-]th floor, we're here."The cold electronic female voice reminded.

The little girl in uniform stretched out her hand: "Sir, this way please."

Marven Ye: "Thank you."

As far as the eye can see, there are simple and elegant European-style decoration buildings, with gray and blue as the main colors, soft plush carpets under the feet, and soft lights above the head.

There are various oil paintings hanging on the walls on both sides. Ye Wenxuan took a casual glance and vaguely recognized a few of them, which were actually made by the "last three masters" of the European Renaissance.

Don't know if it's genuine or not.

So, if it is genuine, will it really not be stolen if it is placed here?

He was thinking disorganized, followed the girl along the corridor for a few steps, and stopped in front of a closed door at the end.

The girl in uniform stretched out her hand and gently pressed the doorbell. Before the ringtone rang, the intercom was connected, and a man's voice came from inside: "Who is that?"

The girl said sweetly, "Assistant Xu, Mr. Ye is here."

"OK, just a second."

After a few minutes, the people inside opened the door.

A man with glasses in a suit came out from the inside. When he saw him, he was obviously taken aback. Marven Ye said consciously, "I'm Marven Ye. I'm here to report today."

The man with glasses immediately opened the door a little wider, and asked him to come in sideways: "Hi, I'm Xu Yan."

Ye Wenxuan stepped into the room, the girl who led him stood at the door and did not come in, Xu Yan closed the door again, shutting him out.

"Mr. Ye, please come with me." Xu Yan walked in front of him and bowed slightly: "The boss is inside."

Marven Ye immediately said: "Okay, thank you."

The two stood in a place similar to a hallway. Xu Yan took out a shoe cover from the closet against the wall and gave it to him. Marven Ye took it and put it on his boots. Then he followed Xu Yan and walked through another door at the end of the hallway. .

In all fairness, it really doesn't look like an office inside.

Xing Yuan's office seems to have opened up most of the rooms on the [-]th floor. When he looked up, he didn't see how big this office was. He just felt that he had walked into an unusually wide space.

The gray-blue carpet under the feet stretches in all directions, and at the end on the right hand side is a whole row of floor-to-ceiling windows, half of which are covered by curtains, splitting the huge room into two extremes of light and darkness.From the other half, you can see the snowflakes falling one after another outside, and you can also overlook the scenery of the entire Xing Group business park.

Everywhere in the room, there are also scattered elegant artworks, each of which seems to be expensive.

The walls on the left hand side and when they came here are all made of wood, because it is too far away to see if there are other decorations, but in terms of the overall impression, it looks very pleasing to the eye, and it must have been made by a certain design master.

Ye Wenxuan secretly looked at this incomparably luxurious office. He raised his head while walking, and suddenly found that a large visual screen was installed on the ceiling.

At this moment, endless images of the universe and galaxies are playing on the screen.

The bright starlight and the graceful and gorgeous nebula, every detail is clearly visible, this kind of experience is unprecedented, as if what he looks up to see is the real universe, not some visual image synthesized by computer.

[-]K ultra-high-definition resolution giant-screen TV, Ye Wenxuan silently deduced the origin of the big guy on the ceiling in his heart.

He didn't stop, and under the reflection of countless stars, he followed Xu Yan past countless priceless works of art, and walked towards the window in the northeast corner of the room.

It was well lit, and there was a man sitting behind a huge desk, leaning back against a boss chair, casually reading a magazine.

There was a steaming cup of coffee on the table, Marven Ye shrugged his nose, and could vaguely smell the mellow coffee mixed with a faint smell of alcohol, a bit like brandy.

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#### The following meeting scene will never happen####

Marven Ye called out affectionately: "Dad!"

Xing Yuan: "???"

Ye Wenxuan: "Dad, are you still short of a son! The kind who can jump, jump, and discharge!"

Xing Yuan: "Assistant Xu, come to work today, what position do you get?"

Xu Yan: "Boss, this is the new photographer."

Ye Wenxuan jumped up and down: "Father~ you just accept your son!"

Xing Yuan: "Whoever hired you here, I will resign!"