After wearing it back, I became the favorite of the boss

022 Little Mucha Chicken

Before Yin Jianfeng resigned as the chairman of Yin's Consortium, he was also a calm and rigorous person with no expression of emotions or anger.Yin Cheng grew up beside him, and his words and deeds were affected a lot. He was very mature and introverted like a little old man at a young age.

On the day when he officially took power, Yin Cheng found himself in a "trap".

It was a day that refreshed his three outlooks. His grandfather told him in suits and ties a moment ago to lead the entire Yin family to prosper, and not to let down the foundation created by his ancestors. After he made a solemn promise——

Yin Jianfeng, over [-] years old, put on a floral shirt and big pants, slippers, and sunglasses. He led Yin Yuan, who was six years younger than him, on a private jet and traveled abroad.

"Little Chengzi, I have been trapped in that position for 40 years. I finally waited for an excellent heir like you. While I can still walk, I want to look around and go shopping. You are so sensible. , you won’t blame grandpa, right?”

Yin Jianfeng, who had been tense for 40 years, finally let go of the burden on his shoulders and became his true self. However, Yin Cheng, who had just grown up at the time, became a loner, living alone in an old house of [-] square meters. Except for the housekeeper who is a servant, he lives a two-point and one-line life every day, living like a highly sophisticated robot, focusing on work.

When Yin Jianfeng returned from traveling around the world, those old guys who originally thought that Yin Cheng was young and tried to rely on the old to sell the old or make trouble secretly had either left or been subdued.

But Yin Jianfeng was a little panicked, because he found that the eldest grandson who was once closest to him seemed to have become a work machine with no emotions. Besides work, he still had work, and he didn't even have a friend around him who could talk to him.

What's worse, he probably doesn't even have any thoughts on his mind, and his emotional world is so lacking that it's a mess.

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Yin Jianfeng came back to his senses, and asked in a low voice, "That's... your girlfriend, who is it?"

Meeting his grandfather's probing gaze, Yin Cheng replied flatly, "I don't have a girlfriend."

Afterwards, he frowned slightly: "Didn't you say you came to see my uncle?"

The recent strategy of Yin's consortium focuses on new technology and the entertainment industry. Yin Cheng's office is also rotated between the two buildings. Early this morning, when he was going out, the old man suddenly stopped him and asked about Yin's The movie invested by the media also said in a stern manner that he wanted to get in touch with his youngest son whom he hadn't seen for many years.

Only then did Yin Cheng change his itinerary and send him to the crew of "Ling Jiangyue".

"Hey! What's so good about him as a big man? I'm here to see your wife. You can tell grandpa honestly, which little girl is it? Don't worry, grandpa, although I am quite old, I am still very open-minded. , as long as it is someone you like, regardless of family background and age, as long as there is no problem with character."

After Yin Jianfeng finished speaking, he looked expectantly at his grandson.

"Not the person you mentioned, grandpa." Yin Cheng gave a negative answer again.

Yin Jianfeng calmed down, and pointed out seriously: "In three days, you went to this film crew twice, and one of them was on the way to pick me up at the airport."

Yin Cheng raised his eyebrows and replied calmly: "The previous time was an inspection work, and the last time was an accident with the crew, so I stopped by."

Sounds like... all right?

Yin Jianfeng rolled his eyes and said again: "Last night from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-], almost an hour or so, who were you videoing with?"

Yin Cheng's face remained unchanged: "There is no video."

Yin Jianfeng frowned suspiciously: "Then what are you doing?"

After all, he was the one who brought up the children with his own hands, and they knew each other well. Yin Cheng didn't bother to lie, but he would take advantage of loopholes to mislead people.

After thinking for a while, Yin Cheng said, "Inspection work."

Yin Jianfeng rubbed his chin, obviously disbelieving.

Yin Cheng turned his head to look to the other side, his eyes passed through the figures, and fell on the young man with his head lowered and holding a pen to record something, and added: "The artists under the company are live broadcasting, I will stop by to see."

The deep voice, every word is clear and steady, not like lying.

After Yin Jianfeng said meaningfully, he touched his pocket and pretended to be anxious: "Little Chengzi, I left my mobile phone in the car, please lend me your mobile phone, and I will call your uncle."

Yin Cheng turned around, took out the phone from his pocket as if nothing had happened, unlocked it, and handed it over.

He didn't look guilty at all, and he wasn't afraid to check at all.

Yin Jianfeng flicked the screen twice, and indeed saw a live broadcast app on his mobile phone. He clicked on WeChat and pretended to look for the picture of his youngest son, but he was actually screening suspicious objects layer by layer.

What makes him regret is that there are no suspicious characters in Yin Cheng's WeChat, and every note is full name, except for family and relatives, who are either business partners, or company backbones and special assistants.

Yin Cheng found out his little tricks secretly, and didn't say a word. After he finished calling and returned the phone, Shi Shiran asked, "Grandpa, should I go back?"

"I asked your uncle to have dinner at Geshangju at noon." Yin Jianfeng still didn't give up, and told him intuitively that there must be his grandson's sweetheart hidden in the crew, and he waited for him to find out more!

"Do you need me to take you to Geshangju?" Yin Cheng asked considerately.

Yin Jianfeng rebuffed straight away: "No need, go and do your work."

Yin Cheng had nothing to do. Before he left, after explaining to Li Zhen, he went to the car and took back Yin Jianfeng's cell phone that he left on purpose.

"Little Chengzi, don't worry, I'll just wander around here."

After he walked around, he walked to Mu Shaoqing's side not long after.

Mu Shaoqing was writing yesterday's study summary report, and by the way recorded what he saw and gained today.

Yin Jianfeng looked at the thin golden body with tall, straight, beautiful, elegant and sharp hands, couldn't help but take a second look, and said to himself: What a good word!Looking at this man again, I can see a bright feeling in front of my eyes: the young man with fair skin has a very good appearance, even more beautiful than his little grandson.

Seeing the logo of Yin's Media on the notebook he was using, Yin Jianfeng suddenly realized: So this is an artist under his grandson's hands!

"Little guy, you write well."

When Mu Shaoqing heard the words, he looked up and found that it was the old gentleman who was standing beside Yin Cheng before. He felt that he was either rich or noble.

He stood up while holding the handle, and smiled politely: "You are so ridiculous."

Yin Jianfeng gave him a false hand and told him to sit down: "You smell like medicine. If your feet hurt, don't move around. Just sit down."

Mu Shaoqing nodded obediently, regarded the other party as a leader who came to inspect the work, and didn't take the initiative to strike up a conversation, and continued to lower his head to write notes, but Yin Jianfeng took the initiative to move a chair and chatted with him intentionally: "You are the Yin family. A media artist?"

"Yes." Mu Shaoqing nodded, and then asked the second question.

An old man and a young man asked and answered each other. After ten or so rounds, Yin Jianfeng's impression of the boy became more and more favorable, and he asked casually, "Who is your girlfriend, Boss Yin?"

Mu Shaoqing was startled, and blinked in surprise: "Does Mr. Yin have a girlfriend?" He thought Yin Cheng was frigid, and he had an abstinent appearance, and his personality was even more aloof.

"...Well." Yin Jianfeng hesitated. After some contact, he was sure that the young man was a simple-minded and intelligent person. If he knew who Yin Cheng's girlfriend was, he would definitely not answer like that, unless he didn't know either.

It seems that his eldest grandson's secrecy measures are too good, the people around him are hiding it, and the people in the company have not heard any rumors.

When the two were staring at each other, Li Zhen suddenly came over and asked in a low voice, "Dad, do you want to go to the lounge at the back?"

Mu Shaoqing's eyes widened in shock. Is this old gentleman Li Dao's father?

Eh, that's not right, when the two of them introduced themselves just now, the old man clearly said that his surname is Yin.

"Xiao Mu, this is my youngest son. His original name is Yin Zhen." Yin Jianfeng didn't hide anything at all, and then chatted with his youngest son for a few words, and dismissed him. Looking back, he found that the boy was obviously taken aback. , who hadn’t returned to his senses for a long time, laughed happily, like an old urchin possessed, and began to share secrets with his new friends, “He said he wanted to make his way into the world by himself, so he changed his mother’s surname and took a lot of pictures. Literary films, have won some awards, but are poor..."

Li Zhen's original name was Yin Zhen, and he was Mr. Yin's youngest son. In other words, Director Li and Yin Cheng were relatives, and they were very close blood relatives! ?

No wonder Director Li took special care of him after he joined the group, and later mentioned what Yin Cheng explained...

Mu Shaoqing slowly came back to his senses, and stretched out his hand to touch his chest, where the heartbeat was like a war drum, and the sound of the drum shook the sky, echoing in his ears, lingering for a long time.

Until Yin Jianfeng took out his mobile phone and yelled at him to start hacking together: "Xiao Mu, do you know how to play chicken?"

Mu Shaoqing nodded belatedly: "I've played the client game version, but I haven't played the mobile game version yet."

"Ah, it's not difficult, I'll teach you!"

The old man looked really energetic.

Mu Shaoqing looked at Li Zhen hesitantly, and just received a message from the other party on WeChat: Xiao Mu, help me take care of my dad, and treat you to dinner at noon.

After returning the message to Director Li, Mu Shaoqing downloaded the client, registered an account, formed a team with Mr. Yin, and started the first double row.

"Xiao Mu, don't be afraid, follow me, grandpa will take you lying down!"

"……it is good."

Mu Shaoqing glanced at Mr. Yin's platinum level three, and then looked at the character he had just registered, thinking that the problem should be fine, but in the end——

Five minutes later, the character of the old man was replaced and turned into a noisy box spirit.

"Ah, it shouldn't be! When I played with Xiaoyuanzi, I could always enter the finals..."

"Xiao Mu! There is someone at eleven o'clock in front of you, hurry up, fuck him!"

"Xiao Mu, you did a good job. I'll call Xiao Yuanzi later, let's form a line together!"

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At eleven o'clock at noon, Li Zhen gave the crew a three-hour vacation. He looked down at the WeChat message he had just received, and then looked at the corner where two chairs were sitting in a row. A drop of cold sweat slipped down.

Yin Cheng: Uncle, how is grandpa on the set?

Li Zhen frowned and replied: "He had a great time, but I'm worried that Xiao Mu will be led astray by him and become an Internet-addicted teenager."

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-08-0322:52:30~2020-08-0422:52:49期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the landmine: ╭(°A°`)╮1 Yusheng;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!