Misrepresentation

In the city center where every inch of land is expensive, in the tallest commercial complex rising from the ground, the 20th to 30th floors belong to the Fengshen Group.

"President Feng is downstairs!"

"Report! Mr. Feng is in the elevator!"

"Who eats spicy strips in the office again? Repeated orders can't eat flavored ones!"

"Extractor, hurry up! Disperse the smell!"

"Come up!"

"Don't run around, go back to your seat! Go back to your seat!"

……

In the conference room, there were about a dozen youthful, handsome men and beauties, curiously and amusedly looking at the flustered people outside the glass window.

They had heard the rumors about Feng Cheng'an, the big boss of Fengshen Group, that he was a black-faced Hades, but wouldn't it be too exaggerated to make it like this?

The elevator on the 25th floor finally dinged, and the door slowly opened.

The whole floor of the office is solemn and quiet, only the sound of clacking keyboards, flipping files, rustling writing, clicking copiers...

Feng Chengan walked out of the elevator first.He was wearing a three-piece suit, smoky gray, the same color as the civilization stick he was leaning on.He was involved in a car accident a few years ago. At that time, in order to save others, the left half of his body was severely injured, and his left leg was a little lame. He has been using a civilized stick.

Feng Chengan was followed by seven or eight people, both male and female, all dressed in suits and leather shoes, meticulous.

Feng Chengan walked about ten steps, then stopped suddenly.

The employees in the office didn't dare to show their air. They seemed to be working hard, but their ears were pricked up, paying close attention to the big boss's every move.

Yu Jia, the special assistant on Feng Chengan's right, followed his gaze and said in a low voice: "Mr. Feng, there are newcomers in the meeting room that the company intends to sign. According to the usual practice, I will give you the first hand."

Feng Chengan is a workaholic, wishing he could do everything by himself - of course, for the big boss of such a large group, this is quite difficult, he can only try his best.

In recent years, the company has focused on the entertainment industry, and Feng Chengan simply moved from the group headquarters to the entertainment department to stay permanently.For the entertainment department, artists are the top priority, and Feng Cheng'an must take care of this part with his own hands.

Feng Chengan hesitated to speak, and finally looked away, and continued to walk towards his office.

A group of high-level executives went to Feng Cheng'an's office for a short morning meeting, which soon dispersed, leaving only Assistant Yu.

Assistant Yu asked: "Mr. Feng, are you going to arrange for those newcomers to come and meet now?"

After signing a document, Feng Chengan put the cap on the pen, looked up at him, and asked expressionlessly, "Why are you still at work, fellow Lu?"

Special Assistant Yu was stunned for a moment, and then realized that the direction Feng Chengan was looking at was not the conference room, but Luyou, an employee of the Enterprise Propaganda Department, who was sitting next to the conference room.

Lu You, male, has been working in the company for two years, got married last year, and his wife is pregnant this year.

According to the internal regulations of Fengshen Group, whenever the spouse of a male employee is pregnant, the male employee and the pregnant female employee are treated equally, and they have to take [-] months of paid paternity leave.Mandatory, you have to take a break if you don't want to.

For this reason, Lu You originally wanted to hide the company's information, but it was inadvertently exposed.

"There have been a lot of things going on in the company recently. The road friend said that his wife's tires are very stable, so—"

"Let him take a vacation." Feng Chengan interrupted Assistant Yu.

Special Assistant Yu hesitated for a moment: "Mr. Feng, I talked to him. This is his own wish. He really doesn't want to take a vacation, and he is afraid that there will be no seat for him when he comes back."

"The company's seats are given to capable people, not to those who have an extra year of working time because they don't have to bear children because of their physical advantages. Equality between men and women is a basic national policy, starting with you and me." Feng Chengan said calmly.

"..." Assistant Yu said with a headache, "but he——OK, I'll communicate with him later."

Feng Chengan looked away, picked up the tea on the table, and said, "Let the newcomer come over."

The newcomers were sitting in the conference room thinking about each other, suddenly someone came over and said kindly: "Please follow me one by one to see Mr. Feng."

Zhou Yiyi was at the back, watching one by one go, and one by one back, most of them looked a little bit subtle when they came back, and they didn't know what happened.

He was thinking about it when he was called and quickly got up to follow.

Zhou Yiyi went into Feng Cheng'an's office and said politely, "Hi, Mr. Feng, my name is Zhou Yiyi."

Feng Chengan stood up from behind the desk and reached out to him: "Hello, Feng Chengan."

Zhou Yiyi shook hands with him neither humble nor overbearing, and quickly let go.

"Please sit down." Feng Chengan made a gesture of invitation.

"Thank you." Zhou Yiyi sat down on the chair in front of the desk.

Feng Chengan also sat back, and said calmly: "Why did your grades suddenly drop in the third year of high school?"

Zhou Yiyi was taken aback, and said "ah" softly.

Feng Chengan didn't mean to say it a second time, and looked at him expressionlessly.

Zhou Yiyi and him looked at each other for about ten seconds, and when he came back to his senses, his face became hot, he quickly lowered his head, and said with a smile: "Mr. Feng——you still checked where?"

Is it possible to be too serious about signing artists with the gods?Does high school grade also matter?But I am a sophomore!

"I don't know about the others." Feng Chengan said calmly, "You have received my bursary, so I am qualified to ask."

Zhou Yiyi was startled again, looked up at him for a while, then scratched his head: "Mr. Feng—you know Mr. Feng?"

When he was in high school, he received a bursary, and it was indeed Feng Chengan's assisted student activity, but Zhou Yiyi always thought that this kind of activity was just a show for the rich, so he didn't really take a closer look at it.Shouldn't Feng Cheng'an just sign a letter to appropriate the funds, and leave the rest to the underlings?

Seeing that Feng Cheng'an didn't intend to answer this question, Zhou Yiyi said with a sneer: "In my third year of high school, there was actually no special reason, but my grades suddenly dropped and I couldn't get in."

"Oh."

Feng Chengan didn't continue this topic, got up and walked around the desk, walked towards Zhou Yiyi, took out a pair of disposable gloves from the paper box on the table, put them on, and asked, "Do you mind if I pinch your face?"

Zhou Yiyi got up subconsciously, said "ah?" softly, and then said, "Oh, I don't mind."

Feng Cheng'an gently pinched Zhou Yiyi's chin with his gloved hand.

Following Feng Chengan's approaching face, Zhou Yiyi couldn't breathe smoothly, and subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

To be honest, he is gay, and Feng Cheng'an is his natural talent.

To be more precise, Feng Chengan has been his lover in his dreams for several years.

He fell in love with Feng Chengan at first sight.

At that time, Feng Cheng'an hadn't been in a car accident, there were no winding scars on the left side of his face, and his left eye wasn't injured, it wasn't the color of his eyes that was lighter than his right eyeball, almost amblyopia.

But even so, it didn't affect Feng Chengan's Sheng at all!World!beautiful!Yan!

Ah!

rather say!more handsome!So handsome!The legendary tear man!Break the existence of the dimension!Can't believe it's real!Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!

Feng Chengan/Feng Chengan/Feng Chengan/Feng Chengan/

"..."

Feng Chengan stared at Zhou Yiyi's tongue in silence for three seconds, and asked, "What are you sticking out your tongue for?"

Zhou Yiyi came back to his senses, almost biting his own tongue, quickly closed his mouth, licked his lips, and said with a dry smile: "Subconscious, subconscious—do you have to 'ah' when you don't see a doctor, Mr. Feng? My jaw, my body instinctively reacts."

——Zhou Yiyi, you can’t do this!Are you going to die? !

He scolded himself inwardly.

Seeing that the young man was acting strangely, Feng Cheng'an couldn't help but frowned slightly, and gently pushed the young man's face. After carefully reading the left and right sides, he let go after making sure he hadn't touched the knife.

Feng Cheng'an didn't like artists who had plastic surgery.

It's not absolutely unacceptable, many artists in his company have fine-tuned one after another - but every adjustment direction has to be decided by him.

He dislikes the aesthetics of most people.

Zhou Yiyi doesn't need to be adjusted this time, as his own conditions are already very good.

Feng Chengan let go of Zhou Yiyi's face, took off his gloves and threw them into the trash can, and when he looked up again, he was startled.

After a second.

"You have a nosebleed." Feng Chengan said calmly.

"Ah?" Zhou Yiyi stared at him blankly.

Assistant Yu Te who was staying at the door hurried over, looked at Zhou Yiyi's face, and quickly took out a few tissues from the table and stuffed them to him: "You have a nosebleed, are you okay?"

Only then did Zhou Yiyi come to his senses, quickly covered his nose with a tissue, and hurriedly explained: "No, I——I recently got angry! I ate too many lychees!"

Special Assistant Yu: "...Ah, that's it. It's okay, don't explain yourself, stop the nosebleed first."

Don't worry, I won't misunderstand that you had a nosebleed on Mr. Feng, so what's wrong with you.

Thinking about this, Special Assistant Yu took a look at Mr. Feng's gloomy Hades face that could make a child stop crying at night, and quickly looked away.

It's a nightmare just to look at it.

Two days later.

Assistant Yu was waiting by the swimming pool, his boss was floating on the water, eyes closed, motionless, as if he was dead...

Feng Chengan was meditating when he suddenly heard a noise.

Special Assistant Yu said in a low voice, "President Feng, it's Young Master Sui."

Feng Chengan's heart skipped a beat, he slowly opened his eyes, got up and went ashore.

Feng Cheng'an was bowing his head to fasten his bathrobe when Sui Shi rushed in, roaring angrily: "Feng Cheng'an, I've had enough of you!"

I've had enough of you too.Feng Chengan responded silently in his heart.

Sui Shi roared: "What do I owe you? Do you have to treat me like this?! I really don't like you! Twisted melons are not sweet! You have a conscience! I was so good to you when you were young, not to make you En will take revenge on me!"

Special Assistant Yu: "..."

I don't exist, I don't exist, I don't exist.

Feng Cheng'an seriously explained countless times: "In Sui Shi, I didn't mean that to you either."

When he said it, he already knew that he was talking nonsense again.

Sure enough, Sui Shi sneered three times: "You think I'll believe it?"

I beg you to believe.

Feng Cheng'an gave up on this not-so-good-brained boy, and turned to look at Special Assistant Yu: "What's going on?"

Boss, can you stop pretending that I know everything?I should have known earlier, didn't I say it earlier?

Special Assistant Yu was in a difficult situation, and Sui Shi had already yelled out: "Feng Cheng'an, this is my No. 18 girlfriend who was taken away by you! Let me tell you, don't think you are like this, I will follow you!" I'm gay, I'm-dead-don't-fuck-gay, even if I'm gay, I'm still 1—but don't think that if you're willing to be 0, I'll be with you! Even if I have sex with Yu Jia, I won't have sex with you!"

Special assistant Yu thought coldly: I thank you for appreciating me so much.

Feng Chengan looked at Sui Shi silently, his heart was barren.

This man's brain is gone.

This is really something that makes him extremely sad.

The author has something to say:

Happy Chinese Valentine’s Day~ ＞＜

Mr. Feng is very handsome, but with a very gloomy style that looks like a cold-blooded and ruthless perverted villain (...?). (appearance only)

Ps: The scene before rebirth is very long.