minister under clothes

The plane moved slowly through the clouds over the Pacific Ocean.

Rui Dan carefully pushed the meal tray that the stewardess had just brought: "Mr. Yan, you can just eat something. I'll make arrangements when we arrive in Beijing."

It's a pity that the boss, who doesn't talk much on weekdays, still flipped through the magazine indifferently and didn't respond.

Rui Dan's nervous palms were sweaty, and he complained secretly about his current assistant job for countless times.

Originally, she got the letter of appointment by relying on her super-high academic qualifications. Seeing that her boss is handsome and capable, and he is the only son of the vice president, she thought that it would be no harm to get in touch. Who knew that this person is the best example of a single noble Absolutely a pervert.

——On weekdays, I don’t have any special hobbies other than work. I can stay up for three days and two nights for a new project, forcing my subordinates to follow suit. I don’t dare to show my anger to him. I get the contract that no one can negotiate. Li can always solve problems easily, even last year's famous cooperation case of the group was facilitated by him, causing the president to look at this grandson differently, so Rui Dan, who follows him every day, has no chance to breathe and rest.

In fact, Rui Dan was a few years older than him, but he had no choice but to call him a senior, because it only took four years for the results of his ten years of hard study to reach him here.

Four years, from undergraduate to Ph.D., will a normal person be squeezed to death?

Thinking of this, Rui Dan couldn't help but look at Yan Tou secretly, looking at his handsome appearance and the dimness in his eyes from perennial insomnia, he felt like a tight string.

"Have you ever been to Beijing?" Yan Tou noticed this gaze, and suddenly raised his eyes and asked.

Rui Dan panicked and nodded hurriedly: "I was born in Beijing and immigrated to New York when I was in elementary school."

Yan Tou closed the magazine, and slowly stirred the coffee in front of him.

It's that kind of expression that doesn't know what to think but makes the onlookers feel creepy.

Rui Dan desperately wanted to establish a good relationship with his boss: "Mr. Yan, have you ever been to Beijing?"

This question made Yan Tou ponder for a long time, and finally he quietly said: "I have been."

The faster the economy develops, the faster the world changes.

Yan Tou is greeted by the long-lost city, which is still exactly the same as New York, Hong Kong, Tokyo, and Paris.

People are wearing the same new dresses and talking about the same politics.

Even the strength of the handshake and the way of being flattering are not the same.

In fact, Yan Tou didn't want to come back, he hadn't found Lu Qingyi for so many years, his passion had long been frozen to solid ice, but he didn't intend to come back to the old place to pursue past regrets.

If it wasn't for his mother's deliberate temptation, perhaps he would never want to set foot on this land again.

After dealing with each other for two or three days, the contract was finally obtained.

After Yan Tou called New York to announce the good news, he sat alone in the hotel room in a daze.

He looked at the brilliant Jin He outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, feeling very strange.

"Mr. Yan, I'm sorry to bother you. There is an invitation to a charity dinner tonight. Would you like to go?" Rui Dan took care of the trivial matters before walking carefully to the door of the bedroom.

Yan Tou frowned: "No."

Rui Dan nodded: "Okay, call me again if you need anything."

"Forget it, let's go." Yan Tou said again, he suddenly thought that if there was no arrangement, he would be left alone and it would be difficult to pass the time.

Besides, it's always good to be able to do something good, whether he's performing or not.

The organizers did not expect that this hot new star in the business world would really attend, so they quickly adjusted the seats to make the main seat vacant, and countless entertainments and curry favors followed.

Yan Tongming could speak Chinese very well, so he asked Rui Dan to translate, probably in a daze to spare time.

Rui Dan forced a smile on his depressed face, sitting obliquely behind him, he was very polite and thoughtful.

The preparation of the tea at the banquet was very particular. After Yan Tou tasted it, his gloomy expression finally looked better.

When the performance and auction were about to start, the hall gradually became quiet.

Rui Dan heaved a sigh of relief, stared at Yan Tou's shoulders in a daze and counted the sheep, and then heard a sound of rustling at the door, couldn't help but look back, and then couldn't help but groaned.

Everyone watched her curiously, Yan Tou also cast dissatisfied eyes, who knew that following Rui Dan's eyes, the whole person seemed to be completely out of touch with time and space, so shocked that he would not move.

Rui Dan was surprised because another group of guests came to the dinner party. The oriental man walking in front of several Europeans was really very beautiful. He was slender and noble with a specially customized high-end suit, and his eye-catching long hair was as black as ink. , reflecting the brilliant light of the crystal lamp above his head is really beautiful, the reporters all picked up their cameras and shot at him, as if igniting the man's snow-like skin with a silver flame, but his lips were extraordinarily ruddy, hanging The ignorant smile on his face did not dissipate in the air until he sat down.

The reason why Yan Tou was surprised was probably only understood by himself.

After a long while, Rui Dan realized that he had lost his composure, so he bowed his head depressed and remained silent.

"Who is he?" Yan Tou asked inexplicably.

Rui Dan didn't hear the criticism, and immediately took out his mobile phone to ask eight questions, and then reported in a low voice: "It's the representative of Sophie Art Co., Ltd. in France. Recently there was a Sino-French art exhibition in Beijing. He is one of the French directors. "

Yan Tou stared at the man's profile, held the wine glass tightly and asked, "What's his name?"

Rui Dan read according to the registration record sent by the organizer: "Lu Qingyi."

Yan Tou shook his hand and almost crushed the wine glass in his hand.

Why did the person who thought he was about to disappear in this world appear so suddenly, why didn't he even look at himself, why... it seemed that he had become a completely different creature from before?

Rui Dan noticed that his boss was out of his mind, and took the opportunity to ask: "Mr. Yan, do you have any instructions?"

Yan Tou ignored him, and still stared at Lu Qingyi with a terrifying expression as if he was about to kill someone.

Rui Dan closed his mouth, holding his briefcase and began to look serious.

I don't know how to spend the whole banquet.

I didn't eat any food in front of me, and I didn't pay attention to the star's intermittent performance.

Yan Tou seemed to be in a strange hallucination, and his hazy consciousness didn't regain its normal rhythm until he noticed Lu Qingyi's face appearing on the big screen.

It turned out that he was taking an oil painting.

Yan Tou didn't pay attention, so he ordered Rui Dan, "Shoot."

Rui Dan hurriedly picked up the small electronic bidder given by the organizer and did so.

Lu Qingyi signaled the man beside him to increase the price.

Rui Dan quickly followed.

Over and over again, until the price was ridiculously high, Lu Qingyi had no choice but to give up, and turned his head to look at them with a half-smile.

Looking at those eyes that would appear in dreams from time to time, Yan Tou finally picked up the feeling that his body still exists.

It's a pity that when he wanted to smile back at Lu Qingyi, they no longer looked at him.

After the reception, the atmosphere became more relaxed and relaxed as the reporters were sent away.

Yan Tou was not in the mood to make friends with anyone, so he pushed away the businessmen who surrounded him, and eagerly searched for Lu Qingyi among the countless delicious food and wine.

Fortunately, he is so dazzling and charming at the moment, it is difficult not to see him.

Taking a few deep breaths, Yan Tou suppressed the embarrassing tension, approached and tried to call: "Qing Yi.

Lu Qingyi was chatting with noble ladies who were fond of jewellery. Hearing the sound, he turned his head and looked him up and down several times before softly saying, "Oh, it's you."

Yan Tou was almost beaten to death.

He thought that he would be missed crazily, or hated deeply, but he only got such a bland sentence in exchange.

Lu Qingyi curled his lips again: "That painting is too expensive for you."

"I don't care, I just want you to take a look at me." Yan Tou was depressed.

Lu Qingyi put the pretentious red wine in the hands of the passing waiter, accidentally supported his shoulders, carefully looked at all the details between his eyebrows and eyes, and made Yan Tou feel uncomfortable, and then said softly :"grown up."

Then he left him where he was, ignoring everyone's curious eyes, took the windbreaker brought by his companion, and left the venue gracefully.

Yan Tou didn't move as if she had lost her soul.

In fact, after such a long time, it was hard for him not to ask himself what he was insisting on.

But all the hesitation brought about by time collapsed at the moment of reunion.

Yan Tou suddenly realized that he was not insisting on it at all, just like a person needs to drink water, he can live up to now without fear only by thinking about him.

Not afraid of parents, not afraid of fate, not afraid of love.