Wealthy wolf dog

Early morning, 6 o'clock.

Before dawn, the pale light of the street lamps shone on the deserted and almost still street. After the wind passed, the fallen leaves were brought up and danced into some lively shadows.

Seeing the driver yawn, Ling Ziqing asked kindly, "Do you want chewing gum?"

The driver wiped away his sleepy tears, "No need. You can wake up the young master later, I can take a nap for a while."

The young master they were talking about was Ji Xiayang, the heir of the Ji An Group.

Ji Xiayang was the son of Mr. Ji when he was 45 years old. He was loved all the time. After graduation, he directly parachuted into a branch of Ji'an Group to serve as the vice president.

"Vice President" sounds big, but it's actually a nominal one. The only function it plays is to make the people in the branch feel that there is a prince in charge here, and the future is bright.

Ji Xiayang has not made any progress after working in the branch for half a year, so Mr. Ji is so anxious to send people to help frequently.

This time, Mr. Ji sent Ling Ziqing, his right-hand assistant.

Ling Ziqing had been with Mr. Ji for five years, and he rarely heard about Ji Xiayang.Before coming, he asked Mr. Ji, and he got an inexplicable answer: "Go to Weibo and search."

Ling Ziqing didn't know why a father had to start with Weibo when he talked about his son.

He didn't know why, so he obediently went to Weibo, and found out that Ji Xiayang's biggest characteristic is that he likes to show off his wealth when he has nothing to do.

Ling Ziqing checked Ji Xiayang's Weibo, but found not much useful information except for his life of luxury and money.

He wanted to know more about this "young master", and when he heard what the driver said casually, he had to ask, "Will it take a long time to wake up the young master?"

There was a red light ahead, the driver stopped and gave a sympathetic look, "Anyway, your seniors will take at least an hour."

Ling Ziqing's heart skipped a beat, but his face remained calm, "Yes, I see."

He is a person who has seen the world, how can he panic easily.

However, the driver's next sentence came out suddenly, "It may not be possible to wake him up."

Ling Ziqing: "..."

The eyebrows that had been tensed just now frowned uncontrollably.

They didn't speak after that, the driver was focused on driving, Ling Ziqing was focused on thinking about how to wake up the young master and rush to work in the company.

The car arrived at the community where Ji Xiayang was located.The landscape of the community wants to pursue the baroque style, strive for luxury, and repair it no matter how much money is spent, even the property staff below have to follow the exaggeration, and smile when they see the car far away.

Ji Xiayang lives alone in a villa in the middle, but he often calls friends to come over.

Last night, a friend who Ji Xiayang followed each other updated a post about dancing.Ji Xiayang didn't move at all. I don't know if he was having fun, or he didn't get into trouble with his friends.

Ling Ziqing thinks it's probably the former.

So, before he got out of the car, he took a bottle of ice water from the car refrigerator.

Ling Ziqing walked to the door of the house and rang the bell while unlocking it.

Of course, he didn't get any response, so he went straight to the door and walked to the most central living room area.

The living area is sunken and surrounded by several large and comfortable leather sofas.At this time, people who were tired from playing were lying in a mess, wine bottles were scattered everywhere, some of them were not empty, and the residual wine flowed out to wet the expensive handmade silk carpet.

Ling Ziqing smelled the smell of alcohol in the air, and then looked at those disheveled people, inexplicably thought of the words "wine pond meat forest".

It was quite a noise when he rang the doorbell just now, and the sound of footsteps coming over shook the floor again, waking up someone sleeping outside.

The man had dyed red hair, and struggled to support himself to find the direction of the voice.His eyes were so sleepy that he could hardly keep his eyes open, and he leaned on a crack to search for the source of the sound in the huge living room.

When Hong Mao saw Ling Ziqing's leather shoes, his eyes widened by three points, and he looked up along the suit pants...

Hong Mao opened his eyes completely, "Why did you come here?"

Ling Ziqing: "..."

Who does this identify him with?

The red hair scratched his head and continued, "We've all finished our drinks... You should go earlier next time."

Ling Ziqing understood, Hong Mao thought he was here to attend the party.

It seems that the wine is still not sober.

Ling Ziqing stepped forward and gave out the ice water in his hand, "Take it."

The red-haired man wanted to pick it up ignorantly, and then...

"What the hell!"

The red hair was shocked by the sting, and fell back to the ground.

This sudden roar made the others noisy, and they made dissatisfied voices one after another.

"Tsk!"

"Well, who is it?"

"What's the noise..."

Hong Mao was completely awake, looked at Ling Ziqing and asked in a daze, "Are you..."

Ling Zi announced the name of Mr. Ji in a clear voice, "Dong Ji sent me to clear the venue."

These people followed Ji Xiayang to eat and drink, and they knew best who their real rich man was.They didn't dare to offend Mr. Ji who gave the money, and when they heard "Ji Dong", they felt a sense of crisis and a desire to survive.

When they woke up, they either quickly packed up their things and ran away, or called their companions to run together.

The most sober one was Hongmao, who scrambled and ran to the big recliner not far away.

The big recliner was covered with a thin blanket, and there was a human-shaped bulge under the blanket.

This human-shaped bulge was Ji Xiayang who was sleeping soundly with a blanket covering his head and was completely unaffected.

Hongmao is a conscientious little follower, patted to remind, "Ji Shao, wake up."

Ji Xiayang twisted twice, moved to the edge of the big recliner, where he couldn't photograph it, and stopped still.

Hongmao was in a hurry, and immediately shook his hands, "Your father's people are here!"

Ji Xiayang couldn't be clean at all now, he threw off the blanket and became furious, "Tell him to get out!"

In order to express his anger, Ji Xiayang yelled very loudly, accompanied by a gesture of waving towards the door.

With a loud voice and a big wave of his hand, he was quite proud.

Unfortunately, I forgot where I was.

Ji Xiayang was on the edge of the recliner, waved his hand, and turned around...

Plop, fell to the ground.

"Ouch! Who pushed me!" Ji Xiayang howled in pain, and when he howled, he pouted his mouth so wronged that he deformed.

Ling Ziqing had been observing calmly, but couldn't help laughing when he saw this.

The others originally collected their own things, but when they heard the voice and looked back, they laughed out of instinct.

"Huh?" Ji Xiayang became even more anxious, pushing away the red hair who was supporting him, "Who laughed?!"

Most of the people put away their smiles, lowered their heads and put on a straight face as if nothing happened.

Ling Zi cleared the outside.

Ling Ziqing still raised the corners of his mouth, calmly waiting for Ji Xiayang to find him.

Ji Xiayang checked while rubbing his eyes, and finally saw Ling Ziqing.

The squinted eyes widened, and the clenched mouth was turned into a small circle that was slightly opened in surprise.

Ling Ziqing took the opportunity to see this Young Master Ji clearly.

Wheat-colored skin, with the unique tenderness of young people.The eyes are large and round, and the nose is straight and slightly tough, but the sharpness is evened out by the smiling lips and the soft face, blending with the childishness of the body.

With a very vigorous and sunny appearance, he insisted on turning day and night upside down in the luxury of luxury and money.

It's all about the money in the family.

Unlike him, who gets up at five and goes to work at six, so positive.

Ling Ziqing still remembered the purpose of coming here early in the morning, so he smiled and said, "My name is Ling Ziqing, and I'm your new assistant. Today the Board of Disciplinary Committee will come to inspect the company, and you must be ready to receive it before eight o'clock."

Ji Xiayang still had a surprised and cute face, staring at him blankly.

Ling Ziqing repeated the important part again, "Director Ji is coming to inspect, it's time for you to go to work."

As he spoke, he moved forward, ready to use the ice water in his hand at any time.After all, Ji Xiayang didn't wake up after a fall, and it seemed that he needed more stimulation to relieve his sleepy state.

Fortunately, Ji Xiayang woke up when he saw him take a step, "Oh!"

Ji Xiayang gave an inexplicable monosyllabic answer, tugged at the t-shirt that was wrinkled from sleep, and raised his hand to comb the hair on his head that turned up in different directions, like a bird's nest.

It's time to start taking care of yourself.

Ling Ziqing was very relieved, and stepped forward to remind, "You go upstairs to wash up first, and put on the one delivered yesterday..."

He saw a lot of messy things on the ground, and he was afraid that Ji Xiayang would fall and get hurt if he stepped on something, so he prepared to lead the way.

But Ji Xiayang took a step back because of his approach, bumped into the small coffee table firmly and tripped.

"Ah!" Uncontrollable screams resounded through the living room.

Ling Ziqing was surprised, and wanted to go up to check but was stopped by Ji Xiayang's raised hand.

"Don't come!" Ji Xiayang said loudly, shaking his arms in the air in an exaggerated arc of rejection, "No one comes here!"

The red hair was the closest, and abruptly withdrew the hand he was about to support.

Listening to the loud voice like a bell, Ling Ziqing didn't think there was anything wrong with Ji Xiayang, so he stopped.

Ji Xiayang climbed up on the massage chair.

After climbing, I raised my head and gave him an "OK" with a proud face.

Ling Ziqing: "..."

What is there to be proud of?

He was disgusted in his heart, but still had a smile on his face.

To justify the meal, smile brightly.

Ji Xiayang was very helpful, he straightened his back and quickly found his way, and he went to wash up.

Ling Ziqing watched Ji Xiayang go upstairs, and when the figure disappeared, he stopped Hongmao who was about to run away, "Ma Weifan."

It's been a long time since Hongmao has been called such a name, so he shook his head and said, "Here!"

Ling Ziqing did not act serious, and walked over in a leisurely manner, "Have you helped Ji Shao hold many parties?"

"Well, a few times."

"Meet a lot of friends."

"yes……"

"Great."

When Ling Ziqing said this, he happened to stand in front of Hongmao, "Dong Ji doesn't want you to come again, understand?"

His voice was not loud, even gentle.

But the last sentence he said was approached abruptly, his eyes fixed on it, as if he was in control of everything.

In fact, Ling Ziqing only knew the names and Weibo of two or three people, which was not considered to be acquainted and could not be controlled.

But he knows how to bluff.I have been with Mr. Ji for a long time, and I have met many people, and I can be worthy against powerful bosses. Of course, I can handle a group of bastards who are greedy for enjoyment and have today but no tomorrow.

When Hong Mao let down his vigilance, he trembled when he was frightened, seeing that he was sneaking at him.

Ling Ziqing didn't pay too much attention to Hongmao, and scanned the rest of the people.

Those people knew that Mr. Ji was going to take action to discipline them, and they were already panicked. When they saw his cold eyes, they immediately understood that there would be endless troubles here, and they knew it well.

Ling Ziqing chased everyone away, locked the door and let out a sigh of relief.

"Then just keep an eye on Ji Xiayang."

Ling Ziqing found that Ji Xiayang took a long bath.

He went upstairs, knocked on the door and went in without getting any response.

The room is still decorated in an exaggerated and luxurious European style. There is a tall Ultraman in the corner. The bed sheet and quilt cover are in the dark style of black skulls, but it is matched with a huge yellow and fluffy duck pillow.

A room as messy as the owner.

Ling Ziqing calmed down, found the scattered clothes in the chaotic room, and followed the direction of the clothes to find the door of the bathroom very smoothly.

"President Ji?" Ling Ziqing knocked on the door and called.

Ji Xiayang is the vice president of the branch company, but no one dares to call him "deputy". Some people call him "Ji Shao", and some directly call him "Mr. Ji".

Ling Ziqing felt that being called "Mr. Ji" could remind Ji Xiayang that he had a job in the company, which was better than "Ji Shao" who represented "depending on his father and not worrying about food and clothing".

He knocked on the door and shouted loudly, but there was still no response from the bathroom.

Ling Ziqing remembered that Ji Xiayang fell twice before, and he was rickety when he went upstairs, so he was worried.

With that drunk energy, a slip of the foot, a fall of the body will cause a big accident.

Ling Ziqing knocked on the door twice more. He tried so hard that his fingers ached, but he didn't wait for the slightest response. He became more and more uneasy.

He tried to open the door, but was surprised to find it unlocked.

Ling Ziqing entered the bathroom smoothly, and saw the innermost bathtub and...

Ji Xiayang was taking a bath wearing headphones.

Ji Xiayang looks thin, but in fact, he has been exercising all year round and has muscles. His lines are smooth and powerful. The wet wheat-colored skin looks smooth and textured under the lamp, and it is somewhat seductive to be covered by bubbles. .

What's worse, when Ji Xiayang found the door opened, he sat up straight, showing a good figure but with a silly and cute face...

The body is mature and the expression is cute.

The contrast is cute and touching.

Ling Ziqing froze for a moment before turning his eyes away, "I'm sorry, I came in because I was a little worried. Go ahead."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and closed the door, rubbing the center of his brow.

Quickly forget, the boss's body is what he should see! ?Not the boss is also a child, how could he think of words like temptation?

He shouldn't have opened the bathroom door!

He is an assistant, how can he just walk into the boss' bathroom!

Ling Ziqing sighed, reflecting on how he made such a mistake.

Suddenly, the bathroom door opened.

Ji Xiayang, who was only wrapped in a bath towel, came out, grabbed him and asked, "What did you just say?"

Ling Ziqing turned his head and was taken aback by Ji Xiayang who was not wearing any clothes. He lowered his eyes and stared at the floor anxiously, "I thought you fell down and went in. I'm sorry."

Ji Xiayang chuckled, and his voice was a little naive, "Oh! Don't be afraid, I'm already awake!"

Ling Ziqing could imagine Ji Xiayang's innocent smile, and couldn't help but recall the picture of taking a bath.

He even wanted to look up.

After all, Ji Xiayang with no clothes on was right in front of his eyes, which was much clearer than when the mist was misty just now.

Ling Ziqing didn't allow himself to do that, and said decisively, "Hurry up and wash, we're going to be late."

He had to drive Ji Xiayang away to prevent himself from making mistakes.

Ji Xiayang was obedient, "Okay, let's go right away."

As he spoke, he turned around quickly, his footsteps chaotic.

This chaos, the center of gravity is unstable.

Ji Xiayang's figure was crooked, and he reached out to support the wall in time before he fell.

Ling Ziqing looked in surprise, and what he saw was Ji Xiayang who was stroking his heart and rejoicing.

Ji Xiayang breathed a sigh of relief, "It's so dangerous..."

Just finished speaking, the bath towel that barely covered the important parts was completely loosened, and fell to the ground with a plop.

Ling Ziqing was dumbfounded and made another big mistake in his career.

He blushed.