same-sex repulsion 1

It's the wine bureau again.

In fact, until now, the chief executives of the two parties have not formally sat down to have a meal.

The manager had met the person in charge of the other party once before, but now, after changing positions, he has never met with them.

And this time it is considered a formal meeting.

The president attaches great importance to this, and specifically told him to book a hotel, to order food with a certain level, to raise the budget, to make the atmosphere harmonious between the two parties, etc...

Moreover, the person in charge of the other party, the young and promising general manager in other people's mouth, is also coming.

In fact, Yang Guangcheng was also quite curious.

He reserved a location in a five-star hotel in advance, and the hotel had a very good review. He even asked his relationship to order a few limited signature dishes in advance.

Thinking about how he was ignorant of this aspect when he first started working, but now that he has not had much experience, he is almost at his fingertips, Yang Guangcheng has to sigh with emotion.

Really... maybe old?That's why I keep recalling the past and feeling emotional from time to time.

People from their company arrived early, and two cars parked in front of the hotel, and the doorman graciously opened the door for him.

Yang Guangcheng got out of the car, followed by people from the PR department and planning department, including Fang Yan and his assistant.

Yang Guangcheng and Fang Yan had discussed this cooperation project together in the department before, and it was not very common for all men to be at the wine table.

Fang Yan insisted on coming over, Yang Guangcheng could only try his best to take good care of her.

When he stepped into the hotel gate, he habitually looked back, a luxury car...

How do you feel where you saw...

Forget it, stop thinking about it.

He pursed his lips, and his face had changed from the usual relaxed and careless to very serious.Guided by the waiter to the reserved private room.

Just as he was seated, there was a knock on the door.

The people from SF company have arrived.

The door was opened, and everyone got up one after another, just in time to meet the people who walked over.Yang Guangcheng's pupils shrank when the person in charge of the other party entered the door.

It's strict again.

He no longer knew how to face it.

"Manager Yang."

Yan Ming is wearing a dark gray suit today, with a white shirt inside and a bow tie of the same color. His face is gentle and clear, and the rimless glasses on the bridge of his nose add to his amiability.

It's all about appearances...

Yang Guangcheng whispered in his heart.

He smiled slightly, and he looked very gentle, with a bookish look, not like a decisive businessman in a shopping mall, but more like a teacher studying knowledge in a school...

teacher...

Bow tie is also something that is difficult for ordinary people to control, especially for Yan Ming who is already in his early thirties.But for him, it is the icing on the cake, which further sets off his temperament.

He offered his hand to Yang Guangcheng.

Yang Guangcheng was just dazed for a moment, and he had already reacted to his gaffe when no one else noticed, but his face was still serious.

"Mr. Yan, hello."

He shook it back and reached out to make a "please" gesture.

"Already prepared."

Of the two, Yan Ming was older than Yang Guangcheng, and it could indeed be seen from his face.It's just that Yang Guangcheng has been keeping a straight face, which gives people a more rigid and serious feeling-even though he is not like that.

Everyone was seated, and the waiters gently served the prepared dishes.

Fang Yan and her assistant were sitting on Yang Guangcheng's left and right sides, and Yan Ming was sitting opposite him.

While everyone was watching the dishes, Fang Yan asked Yang Guangcheng in a low voice, "How are you doing now? Just now..."

She looked worried, but didn't know what to do.

On this occasion, with Yang Guangcheng's current status, he could never leave early.

"It's okay," Yang Guangcheng replied in a low voice, giving Fang Yan a comforting smile.

When I looked up again, I always felt that strict eyes were looking at the two of them.

But every time Yang Guangcheng wanted to look directly, he saw Yan Ming just looking at the wine glass.

His eyes are thoughtful, and he seems to be wandering in the sky.

The waiter finished serving all the dishes and left the private room in an orderly manner.Yang Guangcheng filled his glass with white wine - the glass is not big, but it is still a lot of wine when it is full.

Everyone poured wine into their glasses.It's just that when Fang Yan came to Fang Yan, just as Fang Yan wanted to pour wine, Yang Guangcheng raised his hand to hold the wine bottle.

He smiled at the people on the wine table, even a man would be stunned for a moment with his raised mouth and slightly narrowed eyes.

"I'm sorry, she's not in a good condition today, lesbian, I still need everyone to be considerate..."

As he spoke, he picked up the wine glass in front of him and drank it all in one gulp, and the wrist watch also made a "crash" sound because of the too fast movement.

But drinking is indeed crisp.

The two parties are not very familiar with each other, and booing or something is not an appropriate occasion. Two women also came to SF company this time. After all, they are considerate of each other. Seeing Yang Guangcheng having a drink so neatly, everyone has nothing else to say.

After Yang Guangcheng finished drinking, he poured himself another glass and raised his hand.

"It is a great honor to have your company cooperate with us today. Mr. Yan is a talented person, and everyone here is also very capable. This time, let us do our best as landlords. I hope we can cooperate happily."

"it is good!"

Everyone raised their glasses one after another, and then drank the wine in the glasses.

Yang Guangcheng still drank the glass, but the others did not drink up all the wine in their glasses.

For example Yan Ming.

After these opening remarks, everyone began to eat.During the banquet, we ate and chatted, and occasionally drank.The atmosphere is also relaxed and happy.It has changed a lot from the serious tension when I first walked in the door.

After all, they have to work together for a long time. Although they are people from two companies, after all, making friends with one more person is an extra resource. Everyone sitting at the table must understand this.

So we seized the opportunity to make friends with each other.

After two glasses of wine, Yang Guangcheng didn't drink any more.

He himself has an average drinking capacity, and he can't say how much he likes wine.In the past, when the manager was there, he didn't have to block the drinks during the dinner, so he didn't really understand the drinking skills and the like.

I drank these two glasses of wine in a hurry.

He didn't eat anything, and his stomach wasn't good...he felt his stomach ache now.

After taking two casual bites, I felt a little relieved.Fang Yan and the assistant on both sides are also communicating with the people next to them at this time. Yang Guangcheng is not very nervous, and now he is more relaxed.

When I came to socialize in the past, I was a subordinate, but now I am a leader.

Not to mention, it's really different.

Because City A and City C are both located in the north-central part of the country, the taste of the food is not particularly preferred, and similar dishes are available.This hotel belongs to Sichuan-style tastes, and the main dishes are basically spicy.

The chef's mastery of craftsmanship, even those who don't have a special liking for spicy food, will be full of praise for these dishes.

But he hardly touched these dishes.

Yan Ming on the opposite side also seemed relatively relaxed, and the subordinates on both sides were also drinking and chatting, and they seemed to be "idling" in the same way.

Yang Guangcheng leaned back slightly on the soft back of the chair, looking at everyone at the wine table without a glance.

Inadvertently, he met Yan Ming's eyes.

There was a "thud" in his heart, but he didn't react, and was still looking at the other party.

What is there to be afraid of?

In fact, he himself did not understand.

Yan Ming laughed all of a sudden, and turned his hand little by little to the rotatable glass on which the dishes were placed on the wine table.

Seemingly random.

When he stopped, there were several signature dishes of the hotel in front of Yang Guangcheng.

It looks good and exudes an attractive aroma.

Yang Guangcheng was still looking at Yan Ming.

Yan Ming raised his chin at him, with a smile in his eyes, soft as if he could blow hard ice.

As if bewitched or manipulated by the smile, Yang Guangcheng looked away awkwardly, but stretched out his chopsticks to pick up a few mouthfuls of food.

Really, the taste is very good.

Fang Yan chatting on the side was beaming with joy and high spirits. Taking a breather, she glanced at Yang Guangcheng while drinking water.

Then saw the bowl in front of him.

She smiled and said a few words to the man before turning around.

From an angle that only the two of them could see, his expression suddenly changed.

If I had known earlier, women would not even need a buffer time to switch from a breezy look to "the ruthlessness in the face of class enemies".

She gritted her teeth at Yang Guangcheng: "Yang Guangcheng, what do you want? Do you want your stomach?"

Yang Guangcheng also knew that he was wrong, his complexion was wrong, but his voice was weak, with a flattering feeling that only Fang Yan could hear.

"Sister... I will take medicine when I go back."

"You can figure it out for yourself. Anyway, it's your own body, and it has nothing to do with me."

Fang Yan turned around sullenly, making it clear that she would not listen to Yang Guangcheng's words.

But Yang Guangcheng knew that most of her anger had dissipated.

It's all for his own good... It's not that Yang Guangcheng doesn't know.

but...

For such a gentle, doting Yan Ming.How could he not do this when this was considered a luxury?

He's been waiting, waiting... seven years.

It had been too long, too long, so long that he thought he had given up, so long that he couldn't even remember.

Such a day is really too difficult, too difficult.

He thought that his heart was dead, but until the moment he met him, he was actually very clear in his heart.

He still has no way to refuse, to hate Yan Ming.

Even if there is resentment in my heart, there are grievances and pains of not being able to ask for it, as well as countless loneliness and melancholy of waiting day and night.

But nothing compares to a gentle look on this man's face.

A smile that only belongs to him can make him waver, and even lose everything.

And he

.

Willingly.

There is no turning back.

The author has something to say:

abused for too long orz

Is there any sweetness?