Scum smell

At the same time, Ji Yao was sitting in the conference room, the long conference table was clearly defined, he was the head here, and a row of employees were sitting behind him, and the person sitting opposite him was Yu Siyuan, also leading a group of subordinates .

The two people bargained on the cooperation project, and originally let the subordinates speak, but while talking, the two chief executives suddenly clashed.

Ji Yao and Yu Siyuan were facing each other with needles, and it was almost to the point of pennies and bucks. After all, Ji Yao was still young, inexperienced, and accustomed to the American way of working. In front of Siyuan, an old fritter who had been honed , It's not enough to watch, and it will soon fall to the disadvantage.

Halfway through the speech, Ji You couldn't hold back his ruffian aura anymore, he rolled up his sleeves, and said in a low voice, "Yu Siyuan, don't go too far!"

The sound was not loud, but it couldn't stop everyone from being as quiet as a chicken and not daring to intervene in the conversation between the bosses, so this sound almost shocked everyone.

——Are these two going to fight?Do you want to go up and pull the frame?By the way, is this project going to blow up?

Just when the project managers under the two big bosses were biting the bullet and preparing to smooth things over, Yu Siyuan smiled suddenly, but with a very pleasant smile.

He cleared his cough and took a step back very neatly: "I'm sorry, I did ask too much just now, so let's discuss it again."

Ji Yao: "..."

The two sides saw each other for a whole morning, and finally negotiated the terms. Ji Yao was exhausted physically and mentally, and felt that he had lost ten years of life.He didn't even want to say a word, he left everything to the secretary and wanted to leave, but Yu Siyuan stopped him with his long legs: "I booked a restaurant, the taste is very good, Xiao Ji can always reward you face?"

Since there is an old man on Ji Yao's head, and his father's name is Mr. Ji, he can only be called Mr. Ji.However, this is just a name that everyone ridicules in private. It is the same as "little prince". No two hundred and five would call it that in front of him.

……………… Never.

But at this time, the newly released [-] was still looking at Ji Yao with a smile on his face, he was so handsome.However, Yan Gou Jiyao was unmoved, he now desperately needs sleep, looking at the other person's face, he just felt itchy and wanted to slap him.

The nothingness behind Yu Siyuan was suffocating. She knew that the two of them had a relationship—even many old employees from a few years ago vaguely remembered that the little prince of the old Ji family had once been beaten by Mr. Yu. Miscellaneous, at that time there were rumors in the company whether the two companies were going to cooperate—anyway, Wuyou even knew that her boss still missed Mr. Ji, and when she saw the list of personnel, she felt a thump in her heart. GG!

She was almost overwhelmed by her own brain, but Yu Siyuan was not at all right, still very calm.

Unlike Ji Yao, who came back to China and directly took the lead, Yu Siyuan worked hard from the grassroots. He was "Minister Yu" four years ago. Now, his father has almost delegated power.This "Xiao Ji Boss", he called it with confidence.

With so many people present, Ji Yao had to give him face - not only had to not give him, but he had to carry the bridal sedan chair with him.

Sure enough, Ji Yao's masseter muscle twitched twice, and then he smiled: "This is my honor."

When the two were eating, the atmosphere was unexpectedly calm.Ji Yao probably figured it out—he was always very open minded—he sat down at the restaurant, took off his suit and tie, and poured himself a cup of tea.He was probably thirsty, and he didn't stop after drinking a few cups. The dishes had been ordered a long time ago, and they had already been served one by one.He couldn't help feeling: "You really love this restaurant deeply."

There was a familiarity in this sentence, and both of them were stunned when they said it.They looked at each other, eyes glued.

Yu Siyuan came back to his senses, lowered his head and smiled in a concealed manner, and said, "That's right."

Probably because of this sentence, although the atmosphere at the dinner table could not be said to be so relaxed and warm, even a bit awkward, it was definitely not as tense as in the previous meeting room.

The two discussed the cooperation project while eating, and later, they got along very well.

Yu Siyuan ordered spicy chicken diced, Ji Yao liked it very much, and ate several pieces in a row.However, the restaurants that Yu Siyuan likes all have one thing in common, that is, the taste is good but the portions are small—it’s crazy to talk about this. When Ji Yao used to eat with Yu Siyuan, he always felt that he was not full. poisonous.

This time is no exception.

Moreover, not only is the portion of this spicy chicken small, but it's full of fucking peppers. Ji Yao's hot lips were red, and he couldn't help breathing, but his chopsticks were still turning over the plate unwillingly.

It was rude, but both of them seemed to have forgotten it.

Yu Siyuan looked at him indulgently, and ordered a cold beer for him: "Drink some cold beer first, and I will help you find it."

He didn't ask for another one, but brought the plate in front of him, lowered his head and carefully picked out a small piece of pitiful chicken diced hidden in the chili, and put it in the Ji Yao bowl.

Even, when he did this, he was satisfied and enjoying it in his heart.

Ji Yao ate hard, he ate deliciously and seriously, and didn't notice anything wrong at all.He and Yu Siyuan have eaten so many meals like this, and Yu Siyuan will help him pick out dishes that he likes but are difficult to make, and put them in his bowl. He has long been used to it, and this habit has not changed yet. Lose.

One of his biggest shortcomings is that he is nostalgic, and he always relaxes his vigilance in front of acquaintances.

Wen Lin once used this method to sneak in, and now, Yu Siyuan also used this method to pry Wen Lin's corner.

After eating the whole plate of spicy chicken, Ji Yao didn't want to move lazily, and the two chatted nonchalantly, probably because the alcohol paralyzed the nerves, making the already soothing atmosphere more relaxed.

Yu Siyuan asked Ji Yao: "In the past few years...how have you been?"

"Hmm..." Ji Yao thought for a while, ignored those unbearable and decadent memories, and said nonchalantly, "It's pretty good."

Then ask: "What about you?"

Yu Siyuan lowered his head and wiped off the small droplets of water that had condensed on the glass from the cold beer. He stared at them and was silent for a moment, then smiled and replied, "I'm fine, too."

After hearing this, Ji Yao smiled, nodded happily, and looked completely happy: "Well, that's good."

Seeing him like this, Yu Siyuan couldn't help curling the corners of his lips and humming.

So they felt at ease with each other.

Although they were so embarrassed when they parted, they were not enemies. They even sincerely hoped for each other's well-being.

Jiang Qiutong once taught him to think far away, to cherish it, to cherish it, and to love it.When you like someone, you want to do what is good for him.In this sentence, both brothers have done a good job.

So after they broke up, the couple always turned against each other, and even though Ji Yao broke their hearts, they could still sit together and chat peacefully.If you can't be friends, it's good to be a nodding acquaintance, even if you are the most familiar stranger.

Even though Ji Yao had always been heartless, he felt an unspeakable gratitude for their tolerance towards him.

After dinner, he returned to his apartment, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw Fa Xiao sitting on the sofa eating Zhou Hei Ya. He was eating with a serious face, as if he was thinking about some world problem.

"!!!!!!" As soon as he looked up, he saw such a black-faced Baogong blocking the house like a debt collector, Ji Haoxuan didn't get sick from fright.

He slammed the door and said angrily, "Where did you get my key?"

I'm afraid I've run into something evil these days, why do I see this guy every time I open the door?Is there something wrong with the way he opened it? ? ? ?

Zhang He didn't raise his head: "Godmother gave it to me. She said that she doesn't worry about you being alone. Let me come and see if I have nothing to do."

Ji Yao was very powerless: "I've been wandering in the United States for so many years..." Before I finished speaking, I saw Zhang He's pointed eyes, and suddenly remembered that the other party had flown for more than ten hours to clean up the mess for him. The thing, suddenly cowardly.

After muttering for a while, he whispered BB: "I'm already 25..."

Zhang He snorted coldly: "Do you think I'm willing to take care of you?" After speaking, he pointed to the bag on the coffee table, "There are duck heads and duck racks in it."

Ji Yao was pleasantly surprised: "You bought it for me?"

Zhang He was expressionless: "I bought it for the dog."

Ji Yao smiled and leaned over, sat next to Fa Xiao and opened the plastic box, gnawed on the duck's head and said in satisfaction: "For so many years, the restaurant Yu Siyuan has chosen is still the same restaurant, delicious but never full, it's still Zhou Hei Ya Well, it still smells like this."

Zhang He raised his eyebrows, the meaning was obvious—you and Yu Siyuan got together again?

Ji Yao shrugged: "Bow to the evil capitalists."

Zhang He also knew that the two of them were engaged in cooperation, so he didn't say anything, and instead mentioned another matter: "By the way, do you know who I met on a blind date today?"

This is the meat show, the gag just now is just the daily life of the two of them.Zhang He suddenly came over without his consent. He must have something important to discuss with Ji Yao, and both of them knew it well.

Ji Yao broke off the duck's head, picked out the duck's brain with fingers wearing plastic gloves, put it into his mouth, and ate with great relish: "Who?"

Zhang He looked cautious, as if he was holding dynamite instead of duck tongue, red oil and pepper seeds were still stained on the corners of his lips, coupled with his serious expression now, he was quite happy: "...it's Xu Yeye. "

"...I want to get back together with her."

"……………………"

Ji Yao didn't speak.

He slowly finished eating the duck head in his hand, then took off his gloves, wiped his mouth and hands, and looked at Zhang He.

Zhang He was overwhelmed by his solemn expression, and couldn't help but put down his tongue, and sat upright, looking solemnly at his emotionally skillful Fa Xiao, waiting to hear his advice.

I just heard Ji Yao sigh with emotion in a silly father's tone: "For so many years - you have been a fool for so many years, tsk tsk tsk, finally got the hang of it, know how to chase girls, Papa feels very relieved .”

"...I shouldn't have believed in your evil."

With a cold face, Zhang He raised the pillow in his hand.

In the next second, Ji Yao let out a scream of "Aww".

Next: (the author has something to say and there is no word count)

——"I came out from Yu Siyuan's house... At that time, Yu Siyuan was sitting on the sofa, and Lao Jiang was standing on the balcony smoking a cigarette...I turned my head and looked at the balcony, and then, he was also looking at me—that look , I can probably remember it forever.”

—— Zhang He frowned and looked at Ji Yao's tear-stained face, and suddenly felt that this scene seemed familiar.

——"You still dare to fuck me? The water is fucking running on me, is it because you are dissatisfied with your desire? Who said last night that Wen Lin's physical strength is too good to worry about being killed on the bed? Lying down? Do you still feel that you are being raped by Wen Lin's day?" not enough?"