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Lunch?What kind of lunch would Meng Yifei be satisfied with?An An thought about it, and wanted to ask him, fearing that he would mock him again, so she held back.Anyway, no matter what he bought, he would always find a way to pick out the thorns. Even so, he still thought about it seriously.

After thinking for a long time, he stopped in front of an old shop.Memories of the past floated up.Maybe, he will like it.

Yichen once said to him with a smile, "An'an, you know, my younger brother really likes to eat this porridge. Every time I pass by, I will buy him a bowl. The expression on his face when he drinks it makes me very satisfied."

He could always remember what Yichen said, even if it was about his younger brother, he still remembered everything.

Asking the boss to pack a piece of fish porridge, An An returned to Meng's.Meng Yifei was busy, he didn't know that he was so busy, since he came in and out with countless cups of coffee in the morning, he kept seeing him working, besides work or work.

He put the porridge on the table aside, Meng Yifei didn't look up, he just backed out.To be honest, he really didn't know what to do as the president's secretary.

He sat on the seat where Secretary Liang used to be, and looked at Meng Yifei's transparent glass. Meng Yifei grew taller and more beautiful and handsome. This contradictory complex has matured!

Maturity, though, may only be on the surface...

Taking the documents on Secretary Liang's desktop, An An looked at them seriously. He had to speed up his pace to adapt to Meng's work as soon as possible.He believes that he will get started soon.Although he didn't go to college, he wasn't stupid. In high school, even though he didn't take classes seriously and focused on Yichen all day long, he could always pass every homework when it was critical.He just has the talent.

At 2 o'clock in the afternoon, Meng Yifei appeared at his desk, glanced at his serious face reading the documents, threw a lot of documents on his desk and said, "Help me make copies." He raised his head and looked at Meng. Yi Fei, An An nodded in response: "Oh."

"Go quickly." Meng Yifei urged.An An immediately stood up, picked up the documents and walked towards the copier.

Meng Yifei's voice behind him was quiet and quiet: "The porridge is delicious..."

An An's body paused.I thought he wouldn't drink—

Then he heard footsteps getting farther and farther away, and Meng Yifei returned to his office.He never thought that he would have the porridge that his brother often bought for him. He stopped at the door of the store several times, but he didn't have the courage to take a step in. The boss already knew him and knew almost every time He just watched and never bought it, so he let him go.

After taking a sip, he closed his eyes and thought of the taste that he hadn't missed for a long time. He didn't know how An An knew that he liked the porridge from that shop.Maybe it was my brother who told him.However, neither brother nor he would know why he loves the porridge there, because it was the porridge bought by brother, and it was the first time that brother bought porridge for him, and his little heart fell in love with it at that moment. After eating the porridge from that house, his brother would buy it for him when he thought of it.

When he was only eight years old, when he had the first illness at the age of seven, he looked at him with a paler face and said, "Xiao Fei, are you hungry? I know there is a porridge shop whose porridge is very delicious." It's delicious, I'll buy it for you, okay? You won't be in pain after drinking it!" Little Yichen may not know that just a bowl of porridge can't relieve his pain.

It was at that moment when he first met the warmth of the family that he decided to protect his brother well and love him forever.

After drinking the porridge, he really didn't relieve the pain. Yichen's eight-year-old body hugged his seven-year-old body all the time, and the two little bodies hugging each other made him feel less pain!

An An is still familiar with copiers, as a small handyman, this matter can't be difficult for him, he quickly copied a large amount of materials, and after tidying up the materials, he came to Meng Yifei's CEO's office and knocked on the door.

Meng Yifei let him in without looking up, and he put the materials on the table and went out.

After a while, Meng Yifei came out again, and he said, "Come with me somewhere, and bring the materials on the table with you."

"Yes." An An nodded, immediately prepared the materials and put them in the briefcase and followed Meng Yifei to the basement.

Meng Yifei handed the car keys to An An and said, "Can you drive?"

An An nodded.

An An drove Meng Yifei's luxurious Mercedes, watched him unbutton his suit, unbutton his tie, and unbutton the three buttons of his shirt, and watched him mess up his perfectly neat hair. Satisfied, he let go and said: "This is just like me." Seeing An An looking at him from the mirror, he mockingly asked: "Isn't it?"

An An continued to drive attentively, and he asked, "Where is the president going?"

"Go to Night City." Meng Yifei reported the name of a trendy top hotel, many political and business celebrities are frequent guests here.

Half an hour later, An An parked the car in Yecheng, he took the materials and followed him into the box in Yecheng, watching him chatting and laughing with the female public relations manager who was familiar with him all the way.The female manager seductively put her little-dressed body close to him to draw out a cigarette for him, and lit the cigarette. He looked at his lowered head and smoking, at his finger holding the cigarette, at his profile face, he , not at all like the Meng Yifei just now, like a young master of the underworld.

How did Meng Yifei become like this?

While still in a daze, Meng Yifei had already opened the door of the box, and there was a strong smell of tobacco and alcohol in the box, and the room was full of ambiguity, and there were many cool and beautiful women in the box. The leading brother looked like a gangster at first glance, and the two strong men standing by the door of the box obviously recognized Meng Yifei as well.

The man sitting there with a dragon tattooed on his left arm smiled and said, "Fei, why are you here so late? Have you prepared the materials?"

Meng Yifei smiled and took the wine from the beautiful woman on the side, kissed her on the face and said, "Sorry, Yin Fan, I'm late." After speaking, he stepped forward and punched him.

Yin Fan also laughed and said, "Don't be afraid, I have so many beauties to accompany me."

Meng Yifei hurriedly said: "Then shouldn't I come later?" Sitting down next to Yin Fan, he was very comfortable accepting the service of serving food from the beautiful woman beside him, and he was very used to such occasions.

The beautiful woman who stuck to his body pressed the two lumps of upper body against his chest with all her strength, which aroused some lust in him after drinking.Yin Fan noticed An An standing by the door, looked at him mockingly and asked, "Who is he? Your staff? Why did you bring the staff here?"

Meng Yifei glanced at the heartless An An and said, "My secretary, my exclusive secretary."

Yin Fan laughed loudly after hearing this, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Fei, when did you change your taste? Are you still a male secretary?" He stared at An An for a few times and then laughed and said, "He looks pretty good, but it's a pity he's a man. .”

An An looked at Yin Fan's molesting words with cold eyes. To be honest, he didn't like him looking at him like this, it made him hate it like looking at a woman with big breasts.

Meng Yifei smiled and said, "I brought him because I had something to do." With a wink at An An, he cleverly handed him the documents he needed and then stood back by the door.

Meng Yifei handed the documents to Yin Fan and said, "I'll leave this to you." Yin Fan nodded, then took another document on a kraft paper tape from beside him and handed it to him, saying, "This contract It took me a lot of energy." He waved to the beautiful woman who was drinking beside him and said, "You guys go out first."

After all the beauties had left, he said indignantly: "Fucking that old guy from the Yue clan, in the end I tied up his grandson and threatened him to sign the contract..." Halfway through speaking, he glanced defensively. Ann, noticed his existence.

An An smiled and said: "It's okay, he is my man." My man was also very hard, obviously speaking to him.

An An had already automatically diverted what they said, and he knew exactly what to listen to and not to listen to.

Meng Yifei opened the kraft paper tape, and after confirming that the contract was signed and stamped, he handed the documents to An An and said, "You bring the documents back to the company and go straight to get off work. Wake me up at 12 o'clock tomorrow, and I'll stay up all night tonight."

"Yes." An An took the documents and left.Don't want to stay for a minute.

He really felt sorry for Yichen, how could Yifei become like this, completely like a devil.