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Even though Wen Yunting was beaten to death, he didn't want to see Song Yan.The reason why he agreed to the meeting was entirely because he was worried that Song Yan, a thick-skinned guy like a city wall, would really embarrass him by coming to the company.How could a face-saving Alpha like him be found out that he had an affair with a hooligan?

The man who called him was named Feng, who seemed to be Song Yan's assistant.He was very careful and considerate in doing things, worried that this distinguished guest would forget the agreement, so he sent a text message to remind him at eleven o'clock.Wen Yunting had no choice but to go to the opposite coffee shop with his coat in his hands after his lunch break.

Wen Yunting walked into the coffee shop and reported the number of the private room, and was led there by the waiter.As soon as he opened the door, he saw Song Yan Daci sitting there, standing on the left was a strange man, who by visual inspection was the gold medal assistant Feng; on the right was Wan Ge, with a reserved expression, as if a primary school student was being punished for doing something wrong.

Seeing this posture, Wen Yunting has no doubts about him.He also watched the beating video that was uploaded on Weibo. It was not surprising that Song Yan recognized his own face.Based on all the bad pasts between the two, Wen Yunting immediately judged that Song Yan couldn't wait to avenge his lover.

Wen Yunting rolled his eyes, his injured waist twitched, the pain caused his eyes to curse: Damn, being dragged by this bastard, I was delayed buying medicine and wine.

When Song Yan saw Wen Yunting, his joy went up to the sky on the roller coaster, and he was in a good mood.He beckoned, Wen Yunting came, Feng Xue helped him pull the stool away: "Mr. Wen, please."

Wen Yunting took a look, sat down angrily, and cut straight to the point: "The surname is Song, I haven't met him, if you don't believe me, go and adjust the surveillance."

Song Yan was surprised: "Tingting, do you think I'm here to settle accounts with you?"

"Isn't it?" Wen Yunting gritted his teeth, "Also, who allowed you to call me Tingting?!"

Regardless of whether Song Yancai approves it or not, Song Li can call it that, and he can naturally call it that too. "Ting Ting" is so cute, I can still ask in bed, "Ting Ting, do you want to stop?", so interesting.

But Wen Yunting didn't want to give him this kind of fantasy. He tapped the table with his index finger and reiterated: "Call me by my name, and if you keep shouting, your tongue will be cut off."

"It still sounds nice."

"You don't understand people's words, do you? Think I'm afraid to do it." Wen Yunting raised his fist, Song Yan smiled leisurely, and put his hand on his heart: "Of course you dare, my place still hurts now."

Wan Ge, who was standing next to him, was terrified, and Feng Xue's expression was also ugly and subtle, obviously it was the first time he had encountered such a cruel person.Who is Song Yan?The eldest young master of the Song family holds the real power and covers the sky with one hand. With his identity and background, people around him have been screened many times. They are not only careful but also pleasant to speak. Even friends in the circle will cut a joke by half. Afraid of poking his back scales.

No wonder Young Master Song's "great achievements" from childhood to adulthood are too dazzling, and the kidnapping was even more of a World War I apotheosis. Thinking of Song Yan who dared to shoot at people when he was a teenager, how many dared to provoke him? Damn, I'm afraid I think I've lived too long.

Feng Xue observed Wen Yunting secretly, with a menacing appearance, like an attacking leopard, really afraid that the boss would throw the Huangpu River to feed the fish in the next second.

But Song Yan didn't take it seriously, so he asked someone to bring the menu and handed it to Wen Yunting.Wen Yunting was not in the mood to eat at all, stared at him, then looked at Wan Ge: "Why did you seek me? Is it because of him?"

"It's because of him."

"..." Wen Yunting put down the menu, "I said I didn't touch him, I did it with his subordinates. My waist still hurts, which one do you come to Xingshi to inquire about?"

"Waist?" Song Yan stood up with his hands on the edge of the table, "What's wrong with your waist?"

"It hit me. In short, it's impossible for you to ask me to apologize, and I won't lose money, that's all."

Wan Ge held his breath and didn't dare to take a breath, actually he was really injured?Yesterday he swore in front of Song Yan that the person was not hurt, and the slap in the face came really fast and violently.

Seeing that the boss's face had darkened, Wan Ge had a strong desire to survive, so he hurriedly saved himself: "Mr. Wen, you..."

Song Yan raised his hand and told him to stand beside him.He went around and supported Wen Yunting's shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Where is it? Show me."

Wen Yunting's arm moved: "Who wants you to watch it? No bone is injured, so I can't die."

"Hey, show me."

"Be good, sir! Is everything boring?"

"..." Feng Xue's palms were sweating, dare to scold our boss like that, you are the uncle, okay? !

This little leopard cat is really difficult to serve when it is stubborn. Song Yan knows that smoothing its fur is useless, and it is convenient and quick to do it directly.He bent slightly, wrapped Wen Yunting's shoulder with one hand, and groped around his waist with the other, as if he was eating tofu.The seat was against the wall, and he stretched out one leg to get stuck in the chair, blocking even the escape route to prevent people from escaping.

Wen Yunting was shocked, why is this person so shameless?Playing hooligans in public? !And there are bystanders here!

"Hey, crazy you! What are you touching?! Hiss—" Wen Yunting took a breath of cool air after being pinched on the side of his waist, and put his warm and generous palm on the wound through the shirt: "In here?"

Before he could answer, Song Yan had already done it himself, pulling out the hem of the shirt tucked into his trousers.Wen Yunting was ashamed and frightened, pressing the hem of his clothes desperately, glaring angrily: "Song Yan!"

"Be obedient, let me see how the injury is."

If you want to see it, don't pick up people's clothes in public!You are willing to take it off and I am not willing to reveal it!

Wen Yunting struggled, pushing Song Yan's shoulder: "Are you blind, can't see anyone?!"

After his reminder, Song Yan seemed to remember that there were two bright light bulbs on the opposite side, staring at the pair of Alphas, one with a dull expression and the other with bright eyes.He looked up, understood the boss's intentions with his bright eyes, and turned around with the dull expression, his movements were quite consistent.

"..." Wen Yunting was speechless, before he could utter the word "fuck", his shirt was already turned up.

Wan Ge stared at the wall, he didn't know what the two people behind him were doing now, the sound of clothes rubbing against Wen Yunting's voice was sandwiched together, and finally ended with a harsh scratching sound.It sounded like the sound of bench legs sliding on the ground, he turned his head quietly, and saw Song Yan being pushed onto the chair, Wen Yunting picked up the lemonade jug and was about to open his ladle.

Feng Xue always appeared in a timely manner. He blocked the murderer's hand and took down the murder weapon with a very gentle attitude: "Mr. Wen, if our boss is injured, you may not be able to survive in Shanghai. Please think again."

Wen Yunting's clothes were disheveled, and he was also confused with anger: "It's your boss who made a move, and you blame my subordinates for being merciless?"

"Our boss is just doing an injury check, judging the seriousness of the incident based on Mr. Wen's injury, right?" Feng Xue found a good step for the boss, and Song Yan just needs to step down, but he sat there with his legs crossed , touched his chin, and played cards out of routine: "I just want to see his waist."

"..." Feng Xue lowered her eyebrows and stepped aside, "I was the one who was abrupt."

Wen Yunting felt aggrieved for him, blindly followed this kind of boss, this kind of person was killed for the sake of the people.

He tucked in his shirt, and the wound hurt even more after pressing a few times just now, wondering if Song Yan wanted to murder.Song Yan took out a pack of cigarettes, lit one himself, and put the rest on the table for Wen Yunting to pick up by himself.He told Feng Xue to go to the pharmacy, his eyes hung lightly on Wan Ge's face.

Wan Ge was startled, and took the initiative to walk in front of Wen Yunting, bending at ninety degrees: "Mr. Wen, I'm really sorry last night, I was too reckless to hurt you. I will pay for your medical expenses and mental damage expenses." And compensate, please forgive me!"

?The plot developed so suddenly, Wen Yunting was stunned.Why is it that Song Yan didn't come to him to seek justice for his little star's old lover, but to avenge him?

It's so weird to think, as a capitalist, he is the one who really earns money by working under his hands. At best, Wen Yunting is just a one-night passerby. As for being so caring?

"What tricks are you playing?" Wen Yunting was always vigilant.

"It's nothing, you were injured, it must be his fault. I am very reasonable. As the boss, the employee has a duty to do something wrong, so I brought someone to apologize." Song Yan pulled the chair and slid forward for a distance, and Wen Yunting leaned together, "Have you calmed down? If you don't, I'll ask him to make a video and apologize to you all over the Internet."

Wan Ge's face turned pale, and the palms hanging by his sides were wet with sweat.Yesterday when he heard that this man was "the boss's man", he thought it was just an insignificant new love, but today, his impression of Wen Yunting changed drastically.This beater and scolder would have no objection if he said that he was the proprietress Wan Ge.

And Wen Yunting cast another look like looking crazy: "It's true that you are sick, I'm not angry, don't make such a big fuss. If you really feel sorry for me, let's leave quickly, I'm going to be late for work soon gone."

Song Yan came as soon as he opened his mouth, and I paid the money deducted for being late, and chat with me for another hour.

Wen Yunting rolled his eyes, and inadvertently glanced at Wan Ge's face, and saw Sweetheart Omega's face turned pale, and asked concerned: "Are you okay? Do you want to sit down for a while?"

Wan Ge shook his head in a panic, trying to figure out how Song Yan was going to beat him to pieces. The lady boss smiled and begged Wen Yunting pitifully: "Mr. Is it? I will fire all those security guards! If you have any request, I will do it!"

...Wen Yunting was speechless, he really cared from the bottom of his heart, look at this Omega, how arrogant he was yesterday, and how scared he is now.From this it can be seen that Song Yan must be a tyrant, a star who is famous outside is like a mouse seeing a cat in front of him.

"I don't have any demands, and I don't want to make things big. In fact, it's not all your fault. My colleague is also responsible..." Wen Yunting scratched his cheek with his index finger, and looked at Song Yan, "Your vice president is looking for my colleague Let’s talk, let’s follow what he said, I have no other ideas.”

Song Yan received a message from Xu Yao 10 minutes ago, telling him that the matter had been settled. He was surprised by the other party's understanding. of.In the end, Xu Yao made the decision and paid [-] yuan in compensation. He was asked to make a statement on the spot, and the public relations department worked again, and the matter should have calmed down within two days.

After this incident, Song Yan's favorability towards Wen Yunting was refreshed again, and he even wanted to bring him by his side to raise him.Before he opened his mouth to ask for an apology from the whole network, he expected that Wen Yunting would not agree at all, the little guy is very peaceful, he doesn't like to cause trouble and is afraid of trouble, which is very pleasing.

But it's also strange, he is very magnanimous to others, why is he so petty towards him, remembering what happened that night till now, his whole body is full of thorns, every time he touches it, he pricks his hands.

"Your agent knows what to do next. Go back to the film and television city and film for me. Before doing something next time, you should weigh your identity first."

Wan Ge was surprised. Judging from the boss' tone, the matter of Ma Chenhai is over?He breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Wen Yunting must have survived the catastrophe, and cast a grateful look at the "proprietress".Wen Yunting was still puzzled, what happened?The same goes for the assistant just now, and so does the star. There is nothing wrong with the look in his eyes.

Feng Xue came back carrying a small bag, which was filled with various medicines for treating bruises, including sprays, ointments, and medicinal wine.Wen Yunting was looking for change in his pocket, so he didn't want to have anything to do with Song Yan, no matter physical or financial.Feng Xue declined, no need, no need, don't worry about this little money, but the boss demolished his steps again, want to give, come, let's add a contact information, transfer money if you don't have change.

Wen Yunting quickly added Song Yan's contact information, sent him a red envelope of 100 for medicine, and went back to work in the company with the medicine.

After he left, Song Yan was in a great mood holding his mobile phone. He didn't open the red envelope. He was not interested. What he wanted to see was Wen Yunting's life circle.

Feng Xue asked silently, boss, you didn't do this just to get a contact information, right?

Song Yan nodded calmly: "Yeah, I don't have to work so hard if I can directly add it up." He failed twice in the United States.

"..." Feng Xue was silent, this is too humble!The boss of Brilliant Star Entertainment!Rely on cheating!To add contact information!

This Mr. Wen is really an uncle.