The wealthy young master is a money fan

"Pei Ji, I need this document later, so make [-] copies."

Pei Ji and Dai Jinge were assigned to a group, both from the third group of this department. Their group leader was not a few years older than them, but he was very capable in doing things. He also went to the same university as them, and was a senior who was a few years older than them.

The group leader put the information on Pei Ji's desk, and it was blown away again like the wind.

Pei Ji got up from his seat and took it to make a copy.

Dai Jinge asked in a low voice, "Do you need help?"

The two share the same school, so Dai Jinge has naturally heard of Colonel Pei's name.

When she knew that Pei Ji was interning with her, several of her roommates were more excited than she was, and booed that she would get the moon first if she was close to the water. With such a good opportunity, maybe she could develop a sweet relationship with the high-cold Xueba.

Dai Jinge herself didn't have the idea of ​​picking Pei Ji, a high-altitude flower. At this time, she was very happy to be able to work and practice with someone like Pei Ji who was excellent in both appearance and study.

Among other things, having Pei Ji beside her is so eye-catching.

Especially when she saw Pei Ji coming to the company in formal attire today, she felt that Pei Ji had reached a new height.

Senior Colonel Pei, who amazed the school girl at a glance and frantically confessed his love on the school confession wall asking for contact information, really lived up to his reputation.

In addition, there were only the two interns in the group, and they were from the same school, department, and level. Under the unfamiliar environment, Dai Jinge was more or less dependent on Pei Ji in his heart.

It's like two Chinese people who meet in a foreign country, they will instinctively hug each other.

It was also because of this kind of heart that Dai Jinge ignored the icy aura emanating from Pei Ji's body and took the initiative to talk to him.

If she met Pei Ji at school, she would definitely be embarrassed and not have the courage to talk to him.

Pei Ji, who didn't know what Dai Jinge was thinking, refused directly after hearing her words: "No need."

Seeing the back of Pei Ji leaving quickly, Dai Jinge was speechless for a while.

There are several large copiers in their office area, but Pei Ji seems to be unlucky. When he went, every machine was working diligently.

A man who was using a photocopier saw a person standing beside him out of the corner of his eye. He didn't look at who it was, and without raising his head, he said, "I'll be fine soon, just wait a moment."

Pei Ji was not in a hurry, so he stood by and waited.

Yan Heng stepped into the floor where Pei Ji's department was located amidst the greetings from the staff.

Seeing him, the employees in the building were all surprised. They didn't know why Mr. Yan came to their place. Could it be an inspection?

The manager and supervisor of this building received the news and rushed out to greet him. Yan Heng looked at the trembling manager with a casual attitude: "I'll just take a look, you do your own thing, don't worry about me."

The manager kept saying yes, but he was complaining in his heart

How can you do it yourself?

Like taking a walk, Yan Heng strolled to Pei Ji's office area. It was as if he had installed a 'Little Dean' radar on his body. He stood at the door and scanned casually. Pei Ji.

Seeing Pei Ji, Yan Heng was obviously taken aback.

This is the first time he saw the little dean dressed so formally:

The two legs that were already straight were made even more slender by the crisp black trousers. The waist design of the clothes allowed him to see his smooth waistline at a glance. Under the cover of the cuffs, a piece of porcelain white wrist bone was faintly exposed...

The black formal attire made Pei Ji look more stern than usual, and his meticulous appearance was also full of... abstinence.

Pei Ji was still a student, Yan Heng imagined that he would look like a child wearing his father's clothes in his imagination, but he didn't expect him to be so suitable in a suit.

From the first time they met, Yan Heng knew that the little dean had a good appearance, with beautiful features, a handsomeness that couldn't be concealed by a coarse sackcloth.

Usually Pei Ji gives Yan Heng the impression that he is a little ice cube, he always wants to tease him, but now Pei Ji is like a poppy that radiates deadly temptation, making him unable to move his eyes away.

Other employees behind the office also noticed Yan Heng at the door, and hurriedly got up to say hello: "Hello, Mr. Yan!"

"Good morning, Mr. Yan."

Pei Ji, who was staring at the copier seriously, heard the movement, turned his head to glance, and calmly looked away.

Yan Heng who was ignored: "..."

He was very sure that the little dean had seen him just now, and their eyes met in mid-air just now.

However, the man said nothing, not even saying 'good morning' to him.

Not to mention Nanfeng City, even Yan's Group is the only one in the whole country. It's not surprising that the two met in the company, but Pei Ji was so calm that Yan always felt a little uncomfortable.

The manager next to him saw that Yan Heng suddenly stared at one place and stopped moving, followed his gaze and found nothing special.

The manager felt that Yan Heng was visiting privately today, seeing that he didn't speak, he thought there was something wrong, so he shouted nervously, "Boss Yan?"

The manager thought to himself - if something is wrong, you keep talking, don't keep talking, I'm afraid.

Shouted by the manager, Yan Heng turned his eyes away from Pei Ji, and said with a bit of gritted teeth: "It's okay."

In addition to being heartbroken, Yan Heng was a little upset when he thought that so many people could see Pei Ji's ascetic and seductive appearance in formal attire.

Little Ice Cube reacted flatly, and Yan Heng lost the mood of 'encountering', pursed his lips, and turned to leave under the manager's unclear gaze.

He respectfully sent the person to the elevator entrance, and after the elevator door was closed tightly, the manager was still at a loss as to what Boss Yan was doing when he left early in the morning.

When Pei Ji copied the document and handed it to the team leader, a girl next to her said to her colleagues in an excited tone, "Oh my god, no matter how many times I read it, I still think Mr. Yan is so handsome!"

"Who says it's not? Boss Yan walked around like this today, and I don't know how many people are secretly drooling."

"Boss Yan is so handsome, I love him so much."

"Come on, you're just greedy for his body."

"Aren't you hungry?"

"……greedy."

There are quite a few people discussing Yan Heng in the office, but they know that people like Yan Heng are nothing compared to them, and they are not within their reach, so everyone is talking about it, and no one will take it seriously.

Just like ordinary people, when they see a celebrity, they will say that it is their husband or wife.

When someone said that he was willing to lose ten catties in exchange for spending the night with Yan Heng, Pei Ji paused and turned his head to look at the speaker.

The person who said this was a young man with carefully groomed hair and broken eyebrows.

Pei Ji glanced at the man. He was as skinny as a stick, and could hardly support the clothes on his body. If he lost ten catties, he would probably lose his appearance.

Looking away, Pei Ji walked towards the team leader's station with an indifferent expression.

On the morning of the first day of the internship, the team leader did not arrange too much work for Pei Ji. He printed the materials and ran errands. same treatment.

During the lunch break, Dai Jinge was dragged to the cafeteria by a sister in the next work station. Before leaving, she glanced at the lonely Pei Ji who was still sitting there, moved her lips, and finally asked tentatively: "Pei Ji, what do we do?" Go to the cafeteria, I heard that the company cafeteria has a lot of dishes, do you want to go together?"

Yan's has a staff restaurant with two floors.

Employees can order takeaways, eat out, eat in the cafeteria, or bring their own meals. There are tea rooms and lounges on each floor with microwave ovens.

Pei Ji shook his head and refused:

"No, you go."

Dai Jinge said 'Oh' without forcing, and left arm in arm with the friend he met today.

There was a two-hour lunch break, and a few minutes after Dai Jinge and the others left, Pei Ji received a call from Peng Gaojun and brought lunch.

Pei Ji turned off the computer and went downstairs, just missing the rush hour and the elevator was not crowded.

In the Porsche, there is a small dining table in the back seat, on which is the familiar multi-layer insulation box.

After eating, Pei Ji said to Peng Gaojun:

"Don't deliver food in the future, the company has a canteen."

The food in the insulated box was not made by Pei's chef or Shu Pan, but packed by Peng Gaojun at a nearby hotel.

Pei Ji's salary for a day's internship can't be exchanged for this meal.

Peng Gaojun was embarrassed:

"Young Master, this is Madam's order."

No matter how conscientious the staff canteen is, it cannot compare to the skill of the hotel chef.

Knowing that Pei Ji has found a summer job and will be busier than usual, Shu Pan has been watching his diet more closely, and has already told Peng Gaojun to let Pei Ji eat better.

Pei Ji: "The company has microwave ovens."

Peng Gaojun immediately said: "That's fine, I will bring it from home next time."

Pei Ji didn't say yes or no, he opened the door and got out of the car.

Knowing that the young master agreed, Peng Gaojun called Shu Pan and said that he would bring meals from home for the next two months.

Shu Pan was naturally happy, but said:

"Some dishes don't taste good after being kept for a long time, how about this, you work harder at noon in the future, and come back before Zhaozhao's lunch break."

Shu Pan said to give Peng Gaojun a salary increase.

The company is not far from Pei's house, and it takes an hour to go back and forth. Naturally, Peng Gaojun had no objection, so he nodded and agreed.

……

Outside Yan Heng's office, the secretary glanced at Yan Heng in the office, lowered her voice and asked the people around her: "Do you feel that something is wrong with President Yan today?"

Yan Heng has two secretaries and two assistants, two men and two women, four people serve one person, and they all work in the same area to facilitate communication.

After hearing Miss Secretary's words, one of the assistants shook his head first, and then asked, "What's wrong?"

The secretary turned her gaze to the male secretary: "Tang Xing, what do you think?"

Tang Xing frowned, pondered for two seconds, and then said:

"If you're talking about Mr. Yan's frequent distractions today and looking at his phone all the time, it seems a bit abnormal."

Miss Secretary looked like she had found her compatriots:

"Yes, you can see it too?"

"In the past, he rarely looked at his mobile phone at work, but today he looks at it almost every half hour."

The male assistant was curious: "Maybe it's to check the time?"

Female assistant: "Waiting for news from someone?"

I have a watch to tell the time, but my computer is still on.

After hearing the female assistant's words, the four of them looked at each other, and the secretary suddenly made a bold guess: "You said... Isn't Yan always in a relationship?"

According to her experience, only those who are in love can't help but look at their mobile phones to see if their partner has sent them a message.

The other three looked in disbelief when they heard the words, and subconsciously turned their heads to look at the office: "Mr. Yan has a girlfriend already? Can't...?"

At the same time, Yan Heng in the office turned on his phone again, and saw that he had sent a few messages, but the other party frowned at the unresponsive dialog box: "First day of internship, are you so busy?"

Or did you see his message and don't want to reply?

The author has something to say: the employees are greedy for talking about their body, Yan Zong is greedy for Pei Pei's body, and Pei Pei only cares about money.

Money: Sure enough, I am at the top.