law of receptivity

110 two

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The person on the other end of the phone was obviously a little excited, he called Yan Ge's name, and the words he asked were all upside down. "How are you, brother Yan?! Where... Where are you? How is your health...? Liang Ziqian, did the Liang guy make things difficult for you!"

"No, don't worry," Yan Ge comforted him. "I'm fine, I'm fine, don't worry, I'm in New York, at Liang Ziqian's house."

"He...does he treat you well?" I never thought that after hearing his answer, it was a very strong sense of loss that came first.

Yan Ge told the truth. "okay."

"Xiao Yan..."

"How about the consortium, are you still used to it?" Yan Ge first interrupted the slightly embarrassing topic and asked. "If there is anything you don't understand, you should ask your sister for advice. The senior Mitsui seniors are also very reliable. They contributed a lot to your smooth return to power. You must remember to treat them well so that your seat will be secure. "

"...Yes, I know, they are indeed very dedicated..."

"You can come to me if you want to ask anything," Yan Ge said gently. "Generally, I can answer a little bit about your affairs. I can read the emails you sent me, and I will call you back when I have time." He thought for a while, and then said. "I'll let you know when I change my new number."

At this time, Mitsui Rin was completely refreshed, as if he had forgotten that he was still sleeping just now.

He asked Yan Ge a little abruptly. "Do you want to come to Tokyo? How would you like to work at Mitsui? The working atmosphere here is very good! I know you can't be idle, Liang Ziqian may not let you go out to work..."

Yan Ge had a headache, rubbed his forehead, sighed in a very light tone, and said. "Well, I can't decide right now."

Hearing that he was embarrassing, Mitsui Rin no longer forced him, just waited quietly for a while, and after a few seconds, he spoke in a soft voice, just like he was coquettish to him when he was a child.

"Then when you are free, come to Japan to see me, okay...I...I miss you very much."

He hardly concealed anything from the boy who grew up with him. The sufferings of those years made him regard this lonely and miserable child as his own brother.

So he took it for granted. "Okay, I will definitely go!"

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The soup in the kitchen was ready, but Liang Ziqian hadn't come back yet. Uncle Zhang was afraid that Yan Ge would be hungry, so he first filled a bowl and gave it to the cook, asking her to serve it to Mr. Yan to taste.

The cook went upstairs with the dinner plate and knocked on the door of the master bedroom first, but no one answered.

She thought that the person might have fallen asleep, so she wanted to come down with the dinner plate, but just as she turned her feet, she heard someone talking in the study.

The servants of the Liang family were never meddlesome, and they didn't have the habit of listening to their master's corners. The cook only paused for a moment to set the soup bowl back, and then went straight downstairs without looking back.

Unexpectedly, she just came down, just in time for Liang Ziqian to enter the door.

Liang Ziqian changed his shoes, glanced at the things in her hands, frowned suddenly, and asked in a calm voice. "Why didn't you eat? Are you feeling sick?"

The cook knew that he was very worried, because she thought that he was not comfortable again, so she hurriedly explained. "No, no, Mr. Yan is fine! I'm making a good phone call in the study! I'm afraid of disturbing him, so I took it down first," she said, and she slightly handed the dinner plate to Liang Ziqian. "How about...you serve it again?"

Liang Ziqian took the plate and raised his eyelids to ask her. "Where is he calling?" His tone was tepid.

The cook froze for a moment, let go of her hands, and nodded very honestly.

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Going up the stairs and turning left, Liang Ziqian inadvertently lowered his foot, walked to the door of the study, did not knock on the door, raised his hand and pressed the pure copper elephant trunk doorknob, and pushed the door open with a huff.

... Yan Ge lazily lay on the sofa, with one leg bent, stepping barefoot on the sofa cushion, holding a book in his hand, looking for the sound, turning his head and looking towards the door.

Liang Ziqian brought the bowl into the room, put the plate on the cabinet casually, and a bowl of fragrant Tang Pai lotus seed soup was directly brought to Yan Ge's mouth.

He took a spoonful and blew it to cool it down, and fed it to Yan Ge.

Yan Ge drank, closed the book and put it on his lap, raised his head and smiled, and said. "Leaving early again, what time did you come back?"

Liang Ziqian fed him two more mouthfuls before putting down the bowl, sitting on the wide armrest of the sofa, scratching Yan Ge's neck with his fingertips.

"I missed you so I came back."

Already accustomed to his teasing words, Yan Ge was not surprised, and gave him a gouged look with water in his eyes.

"Did something happen to the company?" There was haze on his face.

Liang Ziqian took his hand and rubbed it in the palm of his hand, warming him with his own body. "Didn't the directors have a meeting today? Before leaving, the superiors sent someone down to ask me if I would like to take over the position of CEO, and asked me to reply as soon as I thought about it. Oh, it's really good, this paragraph Time can't wait to come and ask every month, what kind of job should it be, and let me be the first bird..."

Hearing his complaint, Yan Ge squeezed the corners of his eyes and bit his lower lip, thinking how hypocritical this person is, he's so bad that he's about to ooze juice?

He didn't take his hand away from Liang Ziqian's, it was just covering it warmly.

Using such a human-shaped hot water bottle with peace of mind, Yan Ge yawned comfortably.

"Ah... I'm a little sleepy from sitting. I said, you may not be too hypocritical, you want to be in power but don't want to be top-notch. You are a typical example of being cheap and being good!"

Liang Ziqian clasped his hand and smiled, boasting. "You can't help but tell the truth as soon as you hear it!"

Yan Ge asked. "Then what do you mean, do you want to take that seat?"

Liang Ziqian made a thought statement and thought for a while before returning to him. "That's not a place for people to sit. I haven't heard of people under the age of 40 being pushed up and sitting down. If they go up and they have to be put down, then I might as well not take this muddy water."

"But in fact, you really want to join in," Yan Ge said firmly. "Am I right?"

Liang Ziqian narrowed his eyes and looked at him, his eyes became warmer. For a moment, he almost wanted to tear up this little thing and swallow it in his stomach...

Yan Ge ignored his dangerously hot eyes, turned away a little, thought for himself, and spoke slowly after a while.

"Actually, if you want to occupy that seat without showing up in person, there is a way that might work."

"Oh?" Liang Ziqian smiled and listened attentively.

"When the board of directors changes, generally speaking, the scattered small shareholders below will naturally follow the activities. The people at the top have changed, and the prospects are unpredictable. Negotiate a good price, and then take all the shares in their hands and hold them with you, one share counts as one share. When it comes to the election period, make sure that those big bosses are on your side. At that time, you will have the real power, and you can recommend someone to be a puppet at random, so the benefits will all belong to one person, huh?"

Liang Ziqian nodded again and again, pretending that he really hadn't thought of this method, he stroked Yan Ge's hand and pondered carefully, unexpectedly suddenly embarrassed a bit.

"But it's unpredictable, I really can't think of anyone who can be this person, why not..."

"Hey, don't even think about it." Yan Ge immediately rejected the routine and said coldly. "Don't try to trick me here, I told you if I won't join your company or work for you."

Liang Ziqian had no choice but to pay for his smiling face. "Yes, yes, if you don't go, don't go... Who dares to let you go, I will break his leg!"

Yan Ge said in his heart, then you should fight, and wait to see you cripple your legs, hum.

"I'll look for this candidate from the Asia-Pacific region. Anyway, there are still some days left, so I won't be in a hurry to find it." Liang Ziqian turned to look at Yan Ge. The shape was much better than when he first found him. He looked at the person and weighed them silently, and then asked tentatively. "You always stay at home, isn't it boring?"

Yan Ge raised his head slowly, looked into his eyes and answered silently.

The United States is not his favorite place, Liang Ziqian is very clear about this.

Liang Ziqian bowed his head and kissed him, lightly patting his forehead.

"How about going back to Beijing?" After all, it was his hometown, and everyone he knew was in that city, whether close or not.

Yan Ge didn't say a word, and looked at the man obediently with a hint of joy in his eyes.

Liang Ziqian made him happy, laughed along with him, and said. "If you like it, let's go back."

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