Raiders of that cat

An Xiuchen hesitated for a moment, but still answered the phone: "Hello?"

"Mr. An, I haven't seen you for a few days. Do you miss me?"

It's Pei Yang.

An Xiuchen's face immediately sank: "How do you have my mobile phone number?"

The voice over there is a bit noisy, complicated and explosive electronic music, it's in a nightclub.

"Is it difficult to get Mr. An's mobile phone number?" Pei Yang asked rhetorically.

An Xiuchen didn't talk to Pei Yang, he was ready to hang up without giving Pei Yang a chance to say another word, but Pei Yang on the other end refused to let go: "I seem to see you."

An Xiuchen snorted coldly: "Are you drunk and have hallucinations?"

"I saw you kissing a mb with a willow waist."

An Xiuchen raised his brows, and his words became frozen: "Pei Yang, don't say it's not me, even if it is me, it has nothing to do with you."

Pei Yang laughed, as if he was really drunk, and spoke incoherently: "Haha, I feel relieved when I hear what you said, that person looked carefully, and it really wasn't you, he wasn't as attractive as you .”

The word seductive should be mostly used to describe women, right?

"If you have nothing else to do, I'll hang up." An Xiuchen didn't want to chat with a drunk man for too long at night.

"Mr. An, in fact, I called you today just to tell you that I'm going to open a room with someone later."

"Then you go, what are you talking about with me?"

Pei Yang chuckled twice: "It's all your fault, you didn't give me a chance, don't worry, I will treat this little fairy as you on the bed, just use the tie you gave me, and have a good time."

An Xiuchen felt an unknown fire rushing straight to his forehead, his teeth chattering: "How dare you?"

Pei Yang seemed to make a special call just to annoy An Xiuchen. Now that he was successfully angry, Pei Yang naturally said "Do you think I dare?" and hung up the phone resolutely.

An Xiuchen grabbed the phone tightly and kicked it angrily on the coffee table next to him.

In this life, it's best not to let him meet Pei Yang, otherwise, he will definitely tear Pei Yang to pieces.

As a result, An Xiuchen ran into Pei Yang at the interview venue the day after tomorrow.

But the difference is that An Xiuchen is sitting on the interviewer's seat, while Pei Yang is sitting below with a dozen or so interns.

An Xiuchen's image in the company has always been serious, calm and introverted. Although he has some personal grievances with Pei Yang, he still can't afford to lose his demeanor in front of so many people.

Of the thirteen interviewees, only eight were left in the end.

An Xiuchen lowered his head and pressed the pen in his hand, but his eyes stayed on Pei Yang's personal resume.

Graduated from one of the top 985 schools in China, majoring in art design, and went abroad for further study for one year. His design works have won gold medals in the world...

With such a talent, I didn't expect to have such a scumbag face.

An Xiuchen raised his head and glanced at Pei Yang, only to find that Pei Yang was also looking at him, with a meaningful smile on his face.

Really bad.

After a round of questions, Mr. Wang from the human resources department seemed very satisfied with this glib Pei Yang.

Indeed, if it hadn't been for the unhappiness before, An Xiuchen might have looked at this Pei Yang in terms of professionalism and ability in communication, but now, he will not leave behind this scum who is so rich and jaded.

Anyway, he recruited a few interns for his creative department, but in the end he had the final say.

He doesn't want Pei Yang.

Walking out of the meeting room, Mr. Wang praised Pei Yang in various ways, and patted An Xiuchen on the shoulder, saying that the creative department had added a general, but An Xiuchen didn't think so, Pei Yang is a poisonous snake who is not a general. , he will not be so stupid as to stage a realistic version of the farmer and the snake.

"Mr. Wang, I don't think Pei Yang is suitable to stay in our creative department."

Mr. Wang was a little surprised: "Xiu Chen, did I hear correctly? You don't want such a person who is excellent in all aspects?"

Excellent, how could he, Pei Yang, match these two words?

"I don't deny that Pei Yang's professional ability is very strong, and he answered all the interview questions very well just now, but he is too impetuous. My creative department wants a down-to-earth person, so he is not suitable."

Mr. Wang tried to persuade him a few words, but An Xiuchen refused to accept it. In the end, Mr. Wang could only feel a little sorry for Pei Yang.

The two walked to the lobby on the first floor to take the elevator, but saw Pei Yang sitting on the sofa in the rest area early and waiting.

An Xiuchen gave Pei Yang a cold look, and didn't intend to talk to him, but Pei Yang boldly stood in front of him, with a very ugly expression on his face.

He must have seen the interview results released by Xiao Chen a few minutes ago.

"I have something to tell you," Pei Yang said bluntly.

An Xiuchen looked at him with a calm expression: "Pei Yang, I also feel sorry for your interview results. Of course, I believe that even if you don't stay in our Shangpin Ruicheng with your ability, there must be other companies willing to stay. hold you."

Pei Yang turned to look at Mr. Wang, very politely: "Mr. Wang, I have something I want to tell Mr. An alone. Look..."

President Wang nodded and left.

Pei Yang looked at An Xiuchen who was like a lump of ice, and had to lower his head: "Mr. An, I..."

"Let me correct you, there is only Mr. An here, not Mr. An."

Pei Yang nodded helplessly, followed his meaning and said, "Okay, Mr. An, I just want to know, just now I was the best performer and the strongest professional ability among all of them, why didn't you choose me?"

An Xiuchen had a workplace standard smile on his face: "Not suitable."

Pei Yang smiled, not believing it at all: "Mr. An, I don't think you should link personal grievances with work. You are very unprofessional."

"Do I still need to look at you from a professional perspective? If you want to join my creative department, the first thing you value is character, but if you look in the mirror, how can you have the word character?"

Pei Yang was really dumbfounded, he moved a little closer to An Xiuchen, and said softly: "Mr. An, can I understand that you are angry about what happened the night before yesterday?"

"what?"

Pei Yang blinked his eyes, a little flattering: "The night before yesterday, I was drunk, but I didn't sleep with anyone. I just wanted to stimulate you."

An Xiuchen felt that smoke was about to rise from the top of his head, he gritted his teeth and said, "Who are you sleeping with, and what does it have to do with me?"

Pei Yang was a little innocent: "I thought you were jealous, that's why you refused to keep me."

An Xiuchen really wanted to ask him, where did he get his self-confidence? Forget it, it's better to cut the mess with such a person: "The result has already come out, and there is no way to change it. No matter how much you say, it's useless. Let's go." , I still have something to do, so I won’t send it.”

"Wait" Pei Yang grabbed An Xiuchen's arm, half-closed his eyes: "Boss An, I admit that I like you, so I don't want to hurt you."

An Xiuchen stared back at Pei Yang: "What do you mean by that?"

Pei Yang took out his mobile phone and called up a photo from the photo album. An Xiuchen just glanced at it before his head exploded. This...

"How dare you sneak a photo of me!"

Pei Yang curled his mouth slightly: "You can call the police in the bathroom behind my back, why don't you allow me to secretly take a photo of you?"

An Xiuchen had a headache.

"Mr. An, look, you just stood here for a while, and many little girls cast admiring glances at you. I feel uncomfortable in my eyes. You said that if I gave them this photo Look, tell them by the way that you actually like a man, what do you think they will react?"

An Xiuchen gave Pei Yang a hard look, and finally he took out the mobile phone from his pocket, dialed the number, put it to his ear, stared at Pei Yang and said to the other end of the mobile phone: "Tell Pei Yang Add your name to the list of those who passed the interview."

After hanging up the phone, An Xiuchen stared at Pei Yang: "Is this okay?"

Pei Yang nodded in satisfaction, and immediately deleted the photo in front of An Xiuchen.

"You don't keep any backups, do you?"

"Boss An, look at what you said, don't you believe me?" Pei Yang winked at An Xiuchen.

Hmph, he, An Xiuchen, can trust anyone in the world, but he can't trust the little boy Pei Yang in front of him.

"Boss An, what time do I go to work tomorrow?"

When An Xiuchen saw him, the veins on his forehead would twitch: "Ask Chen Yi for details."

After all, he left without looking back.

An Xiuchen got on the elevator and looked at Pei Yang standing in the lobby on the first floor, waving at him like a fool, as if he was showing off his victory.

An Xiuchen regrets it very much now, if he hadn't had the courage to drink to strengthen his heart, and had such crooked thoughts towards Pei Yang, maybe everything now would not have happened.

It's really shooting yourself in the foot.

But how to say that the creative department is also his An Xiuchen's world, even if Pei Yang is a monkey grandson who is causing trouble in the heavenly palace, can he still find out the palm of his hand?

In fact, if you think about it from another angle, instead of putting Pei Yang in an unknown corner, you might as well put it under your nose and rest assured that at least you can use the privilege to torture him and let him know that your ass is not so easy to be seen by others. Coveted.

After a few days of induction training, the interns officially entered the creative department.

Originally, the eight interns were supposed to be brought by Chen Yi, but An Xiuchen deliberately asked Pei Yang to come over from Chen Yi, so to speak, in person.

Naturally, Pei Yang didn't expect An Xiuchen to be enlightened. A few days ago, he still looked like he wanted to kill himself, but today he made a small fuss about himself.

Pei Yang happily followed An Xiuchen back to the office, rolled up his sleeves and prepared to do a lot of work, but An Xiuchen threw him some chores without changing his face, either to be a hard-working porter or let him do some laborious work A job that is not flattering and scolded, and even the task of ordering lunch for several departments was thrown on his head.

Hundreds of boxed lunches, thanks to Pei Yang running up and down alone, finally delivered all of them, and An Xiuchen was the only one left.

Pei Yang wiped the sweat off his forehead, took the last boxed lunch, walked to the door of An Xiuchen's office, and knocked on the door.