The wealthy young master is a money fan

In May, the pomegranate flowers on both sides of the gate of the Nanfeng Children's Welfare Institute were in full bloom, and the ground was red like fire.

The inch-cut employee in the overalls of the orphanage walked hurriedly, stepped into the backyard in a hurry, panted and said to the people not far away:

"Dean, Mr. Yan from the Yan Group is here!"

The dean in Cuntoukou was holding a plastic bucket of paint in his hand, and he didn't lift his head when he heard the words:

"I can't leave here, you bring people here."

The Cuntou employee's eyes widened when he heard the words, his lips moved a few times, and he hesitated for a while before he could hold back his euphemistic reminder:

"Dean, President Yan came here in person."

What does that mean in Cuntou's words—why don't you give me some face to go out and pick it up?

That's the head of Yan's Group!

Yan's Group's business covers a wide range, not only its branches are all over the country, but also many businesses overseas.

And when it comes to Yan Heng, the president of Yan's, who wouldn't boast that he is young and promising?

Yan Heng is only 28 years old. He has a wealthy family and a successful career. He is an outstanding entrepreneur who has been reported by countless media.

Over the years, countless media magazines wanted to interview him, but they were rejected. It is not easy to meet him usually.

Just like that, people with millions of dollars per minute came to their small orphanage, and Cuntou didn't expect their director's reaction to be so flat.

Wouldn't it be nice to have Boss Yan come to this backyard?

How to make people feel that they are neglecting?

Cun Tou was dazed, Pei Ji had finished pouring a bucket of water, turned around and saw him, and asked coldly:

"Anything else?"

Cun Tou suddenly came back to his senses, subconsciously shook his head: "No..."

Seeing this, Pei Ji ignored him and continued to fetch water.

The weather forecast said that it would be sunny today, and he had to water all the newly transplanted vegetable seedlings before the sun came out.

If the sun is out and then watered, it is easy to burn the seedlings.

Seeing Pei Ji's busy figure, Cun Tou reacted for two seconds, and finally turned around silently.

To be honest, he had been working in the orphanage for almost two years, and he still couldn't figure out what was going on in the head of their young and cold-tempered dean.

Compared with Yan Zong's dishes, which one is more important?

A normal person would choose the latter, right?

But their dean is good, he didn't take Mr. Yan seriously, but took care of the cheap food in this place like a treasure.

But after thinking about it, Pei Ji is only 20 years old this year, and Cun Tou feels that all this makes sense again——

After all, young and inexperienced in society.

Thinking of this, Cun Tou felt relieved again, and felt that Pei Ji's lack of thoughtfulness was justifiable.

A few minutes later, a black Mulsanne slowly stopped at the gate of the orphanage.

Seeing this, the eagerly leading vice president immediately adjusted his facial expression and stepped forward with a smile.

Yan Heng's secretary got out of the car first, and opened the door for the people in the back seat.

The car door opened, and the two slender and straight legs wrapped under the suit pants first came into everyone's eyes, and Yan Heng's face was last.

Standing behind the Vice President, Cun Tou, after seeing Yan Heng's face clearly, felt that God was so unfair.

It doesn't matter that Yan Heng is rich and capable, but his appearance is so high!

Even though they are both men, Cun Tou has to admit that Yan Heng really complied with the sentence that his face is like a crown of jade, and his appearance is like a pan'an.

After Yan Heng got out of the car, Cun Tou had to look up at him, and his height was estimated to be around 187.

His good looks are enough to beat most of the current entertainment circle's popular niches, he is tall, handsome and rich...

The size of the lemon was just right, and my heart began to turn sour——

It's the same reincarnation, why didn't he have a good one?

The deputy dean who is over fifty years old doesn't have so many twists and turns in his heart, and looks at Yan Heng amiably, with a smile in his tone:

"Hello, Mr. Yan, welcome to Angel House, I am Lu Wen, the vice president here."

Unlike most presidents with serious and solemn expressions, Yan Heng exuded the lazy aura unique to the pampered young master. After getting off the car, he stood still and greeted Lu Wen with a smile:

"Hello, Dean Lu."

Yan Heng has a pair of standard red phoenix eyes, hooked inwards and curled outwards, and the tails of the eyes are raised.

However, his eyes are light-colored, so when he curled up his lips and smiled and stretched his brows and eyes, he was a seductive monster.

Yan Heng has a dangerous appearance that can instantly catch everyone's attention with a smile.

Yan Heng came today because of their company's sponsorship of the orphanage, so after a few words of pleasantries, Cun Tou stepped forward with a polite smile:

"Hi Mr. Yan, our dean is waiting for you in the backyard, please follow me."

After Cun Tou finished speaking, he made a 'please' gesture to Yan Heng.

Hearing this, the shrewd and capable secretary behind Yan Heng raised her eyes behind the glasses, and looked at her boss calmly.

Yan Heng lifted his feet and walked towards the backyard, with a slight smile on his face and no other expression.

Lu Wen and Yan Heng in front were chatting about the current situation of the orphanage, while Cun Tou, the secretary and others were two steps behind.

Cuntou's gaze couldn't help but always slipped towards Yan Heng.

Obviously Yan Heng was just chatting with Lu Wen, but Cun Tou just felt that he was exuding a monstrous energy.

I don't know how many little girls will bow down under this man's suit pants one after another.

He really wasn't envious at all.

…………

The location of the Angel's House is slightly off, and a large backyard has been reclaimed, which is now divided into small areas, and different vegetables and fruits are planted by Pei Ji.

When Yan Heng stepped into the backyard, Pei Ji had just finished watering the four rows of green vegetables, and his trousers were rolled up because they were splashed with water.

What Yan Heng saw at a glance was Pei Ji holding a hoe in a lush green vegetable field, skillfully weeding peppers.

Against the green background, Pei Ji's slender ankles and calves exposed to the air were dazzlingly white.

Looking at the thin man in front of him who was doing farm work with his back turned to him, Yan Heng suddenly had the illusion that he had gone to the countryside.

Turning his head to look at Lu Wen, Yan Heng was about to ask where the dean was, when Lu Wen opened his mouth and shouted at the people working in front:

"Dean, Mr. Yan is here."

After Lu Wen finished speaking, before Yan Heng could react, Pei Ji paused, stopped what he was doing and turned his head to look over.

The moment Pei Ji turned his head, the secretary behind Yan Heng gasped.

Not only for the youth of the head of the Angel House, but also for his appearance.

Miss Secretary has been by Yan Heng's side all year round, so she should have a certain resistance to beauty, but when she saw Pei Ji, she was still amazed by his beauty.

Pei Ji looks very good, but he and Yan Heng give people a completely different feeling.

Just standing there, Yan Heng looks like a seductive monster.

On the other hand, Pei Ji's clear-cut face was indifferent and expressionless, and he looked at them with indifferent eyes, without even a trace of a polite and hypocritical smile.

One is the male vixen who came out of the portrait, and the other is the poppy that no one should get close to.

It was this poppy that was holding a hoe in his hand that didn't match his temperament or appearance.

It looks very playful.

Even though Yan Heng was well-informed, he didn't expect the dean to be farming with a hoe on his shoulder.

After a short pause, Lu Wen caught the surprise in Yan Heng's eyes, and explained with a long sigh:

"Mr. Yan, you don't know, the hospital has accepted several new children this year, and there are some financial difficulties, so..."

Yan Heng: "..."

The following words were not finished, but Yan Heng already understood what he meant——

Due to the increase in personnel, the orphanage has a shortage of funds, and is on the verge of bankruptcy. The director is forced to plant vegetables in the field to reduce the expenses of the orphanage.

He came here this time to discuss the matter of subsidizing the orphanage. If this happened to him, Yan Heng would wonder if the orphanage deliberately played a show for him so that he could pay more.

But after seeing this well-growing vegetable garden, Yan Heng thinks that the possibility of acting is basically zero.

These vegetables and fruits look like they have been carefully cared for.

While the few people were talking, Pei Ji had already come over and stood still in front of Yan Heng.

Pei Ji's height is 178, and Yan Heng's is 186. Fortunately, the distance between the two is not close, so Pei Ji doesn't have to look up.

The little dean in front of him is hard-working, good-looking and good-looking. Yan Heng had a good first impression of him, with a friendly smile on his face, he offered to reach out:

"Dean, I—"

"Four dollars and five."

Before Mr. Yan could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Pei Ji.

Yan Heng was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously asked, "What four dollars and five?"

Pei Ji raised his hand, but he didn't shake Yan Heng's hand that was in mid-air, but pointed at his feet, with a calm tone:

"Little green vegetables are five for one piece, and I'll charge you five yuan."

Yan Heng followed the direction of Pei Ji's finger and lowered his head, realizing that he hadn't noticed just now, and had stepped on three green vegetable seedlings of unknown species.

The meaning of the little dean is to let him pay for the three vegetable seedlings.

Seeing Pei Ji with a serious expression and no intention of joking at all, Yan Heng said, "???"

The rest: "..."

Miss Secretary suspected that she was hallucinating, so she couldn't care less about controlling her expression, and looked at Pei Ji in astonishment——

What's the matter with this dean?

Let their boss pay for three vegetable seedlings?

Not only Yan Heng and his party were stunned, but even the vice president and Cun Tou were a little surprised.

They already knew that Pei Ji was only interested in money, but they didn't expect that Pei Ji was so obsessed with money that he didn't even let three vegetable seedlings go.

The courtyard is not rich, but it is not so poor, right? !

In a daze, Pei Ji calmly added:

"No credit accepted."

It was Yan Heng who was the first to react, and was annoyed and amused by his words of credit:

"Do you think I look like a deadbeat?"

After hearing this, Pei Ji raised his eyes and glanced at him, but didn't express his opinion.

From the other party's eyes, Yan Heng saw a deep sense of distrust.

Yan Heng Danfeng, who was always praised wherever he went, narrowed his eyes, but this time he was really amused by Pei Ji.

Yan Heng turned his head and told the secretary: "Give Dean Pei five yuan."

It is impossible for Mr. Yan to have five yuan on him, but the secretary also shook her head in a trance.

That means, neither did she.

Seeing that the development of the situation was uncontrollable, the vice president hurriedly smoothed things over with a smile:

"Mr. Yan, don't get me wrong, our dean is just joking."

Where can I really ask Yan Zong for this five yuan?

However, after hearing what the vice president said, Pei Ji turned to look at him:

"I'm not kidding."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Yan Heng again:

"Scan code is supported."

While saying this, he has already called up the payment page quickly:

"WeChat and Alipay are fine."

associate dean:"……"

The vice president closed his eyes—forget it, it's hopeless.

So next, the secretary took out her mobile phone and paid the smallest amount of expenses since she started working.

She was so small that she was embarrassed to ask for five yuan for financial reimbursement.

After Pei Ji received the money, Yan Heng reacted belatedly:

"One dollar and one dollar, three dollars instead of four dollars and five dollars?"

Yan Boss naturally wouldn't care about these few dollars, but Pei Ji was so serious that he couldn't help being serious for a while.

Pei Ji put away the phone, looked up at him:

"Yan always feels that my labor is not worth fifty cents?"

Still in that tone without any emotion, Yan Heng laughed after hearing this:

"Okay, I forgot about artificial intelligence."

Yan Heng felt that the little dean's serious and serious appearance was quite interesting.

…………

In addition to funds, Yan's Group donated some materials to the Angel House this time.

After discussing and confirming funds and materials, as well as some follow-up funding, after discussing the business, it was time for dinner.

Mr. Yan spent a lot of money, donating more funds and materials than Lu Wen had imagined before.

After negotiating, he warmly invited Yan Heng to have a meal together to express his gratitude.

Just as Yan Heng wanted to say you're welcome, Lu Wen laughed and said:

"The dishes in our cafeteria are rich, nutritious and healthy, Mr. Yan must try them."

Yan Heng: "..."

Well, the relationship is to invite him to eat in the cafeteria, because he thinks too much.

Those who are close to vermilion are red, those who are close to ink are black, and those who are obsessed with wealth are a nest.

However, even if he was eating in the cafeteria, Yan Heng still keenly noticed that the little dean frowned slightly when he heard that he was going to stay for dinner.

With this expression, those who didn't know thought that he could eat up the orphanage in one meal.

Looking at Pei Ji, Yan Heng suddenly thought of teasing him. He didn't want to agree at first, but he changed his mind and agreed.

In the end, Yan Heng walked up to Pei Ji on purpose, and asked him in a procrastinated tone on purpose:

"Little Dean, do you still need to pay for eating in your cafeteria?"

Pei Ji raised his eyes, met Shang Yanheng's Danfeng eyes full of smiles, and replied:

"Ten yuan per person for a meal, you can give it if you want."

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