President of Chuancheng Entertainment

After stroking the cat's fur a few times, Song Yu stuffed the cat into the grass just now, with a look of disdain in the orange cat's eyes.

He laughed and patted the chubby cat's head again, then slowly stood up and walked into the house, "Wait here and don't run around, I'll get you some food."

The orange cat leaned its soft paws on the ground, calling softly carelessly.

Only then did Song Yu press her fingerprint to unlock the door, walked to the kitchen on the first floor and wandered around, took out two bottles of yogurt and some canned instant food from the refrigerator, held them in her hands and walked out.

When he pushed the door out again, the orange cat with dense and soft fur stretched its body in the sun, squinting its eyes and rolling on the ground.

The first thought in Song Yu's mind was, this cat... is so long.

Sure enough, cats are animals without bones. Song Yu picked up the cat with both hands, and carried it to the long wooden chair next to it.

As soon as I took the things in my hand out of the bag, the cat's paws touched my arm.

"Meow~"

The orange cat's green pupils stared at the thing in his hand without moving, and the tail behind him was slowly flicking.

The movements of Song Yu's hands were deliberately slowed down, and then the cat patted his body with a paw, and said in a very resentful tone, "Meow~~"

"After stroking other people's hair for so long, I don't give them anything to eat. It's not good for white girls."

The little girl who had a loveless appearance, was ravaged by Song Yu again and again, and finally got the food she wanted.

Song Yu took advantage of the fact that the cat was eating with its head down, and touched its neck with a hand, which showed traces of a chain.

Looking at the beautiful fur of the cat again, it should be domesticated, but it is not clear whether there are still owners.

While thinking about how to lure the cat home, a black Lincoln commercial vehicle suddenly stopped in front of him and honked at him.

Song Yu patted some cat fur on her body, and looked lovingly at the kitten curled up and licking the corner of its mouth after eating.

"This is the end of your fate with me, goodbye!"

Song Yu tentatively said something, and the cat continued to wash its face without raising its head.

Song Yu: "..." I really owe it to you to be ruthless.

Song Yu didn't care about the proud orange cat, she stood up and tidied up her clothes before walking towards the Lincoln commercial vehicle.

As he walked, he wondered why the second child was so kind to him this time, and even changed to a commercial vehicle to pick him up.

By the way, his company doesn't seem to have this public car, right?

He was thinking about which invisible rich man's driver's seat, when his hand just touched the door handle, he felt bad.

Song Yu's eyes met the person in the driver's seat of the car, and his first thought was: My second child, your figure will never see the sun tomorrow morning.

He withdrew his hands stiffly, and smiled a little forcedly at the corner of his mouth, "Oh, I almost got on the wrong car, sorry, sorry."

The tone of the people in the car was a little cold, "President Song, where are you going?"

Song Yu turned around as if someone had pressed a switch, and stopped abruptly.

He said, "Do you know me?"

The people in the car didn't speak, Song Yu lowered his head and didn't dare to look into the car, like a low-grade child who made a mistake, staring at his toes in a daze.

Then, Song Yu heard the sound of unfastening the seat belt and opening the door.

"Hello, it's the first time we meet. My name is Xi Yan, and I'm Mr. Song's assistant."

The light in front of Song Yu was blocked by him, he raised his head and looked into those eyes, and inadvertently looked away in the suit, in fact, his heartbeat had already begun to be unstable.

"Hello, Mr. Xi Yan."

Song Yu stretched out his hand to shake hands politely, and didn't stay too long when it touched Xi Yan's cool body temperature, and the two separated as soon as their hands touched.

He seemed to be able to feel Xi Yan's special body temperature from his fingertips.

After Song Yu withdrew his hand silently, Xi Yan didn't speak again, and those eyes kept rolling around his body.

Song Yu felt parched, and said, "Xiao...Xiao Song, let's talk about it on the bed."

Xi Yan: "..."

His eyes flickered slightly, and there was an undercurrent surging in his calm eyes, and he said lightly: "Mr. Song, it seems that there are some things that can only be discussed in bed."

Song Yu: "..."

"I, I made a slip of the tongue, the car said the car said."

Song Yu avoided Xi Yan's gaze, his face was burning hot, even sitting in the fully air-conditioned co-pilot seat, he still couldn't feel any coolness.

He has always been pretending to be calm, but as soon as he is in front of Xi Yan and is stared at by his two shallow eyes for a moment, he will be in a state of confusion.

Song Yu didn't know how to place his hands and feet in the spacious and comfortable passenger seat. He just sat upright with his hands on his lap, like a good student who listens well.

Before Song Yu's flustered heart calmed down, the driver's door was opened, and Xi Yan bent slightly and sat in.

Xi Yan's strong sense of presence made him quietly move a little outside, trying to ease his panic.

After Xi Yan sat in the driver's seat, he closed the window on the driver's seat.

The sound of airflow from the air conditioner could be heard in the car, and Song Yu didn't even dare to take a deep breath.

At this time, Xi Yan suddenly turned his head and stared at him for a long time, Song Yu said indiscriminately: "Your air conditioner is quite cool."

Xi Yan: "..."

He was annoyed that he might not be brainy when he went out today, when Xi Yan, who was just staring sideways at him, suddenly came over.

The exquisite and perfect facial features are close at hand, Song Yu can even observe his slender eyelashes clearly.

The cold breath belonging to Xi Yan came from his nose, and Song Yu only needed to move his lips a little.

"What are you doing?" Song Yu said before he could say it, Xi Yan had already grasped something beside him with his long hands, and whispered in his ear: "Your seat belt is not fastened yet. "

Although the tone was calm, it still made his ears itch, as if Xi Yan was whispering something love in his ear.

When Song Yu regained his composure, he was already restrained by a safety belt.

He turned his head slightly, and saw Xi Yan holding the steering wheel with a serious expression.

He drives steadily, but not slowly.

The scenery outside the car slowly backed away, and the atmosphere inside the car was not awkward, because there was soft music playing on Xi Yan's car, and the light voice echoed inside the car.

"You have such good conditions, why did you choose my company?"

Song Yu suddenly said, even if you want to annex, you don't need a dignified president to be an assistant.

Xi Yan smiled lightly, without turning her head, "Why did you choose you, don't you still have a clear idea? Song Yu...Mr."

Song Yu's heart trembled, "Haha, I don't know. Because our company has five insurances and one housing fund, and there are two group tours."

The car slowly stopped by the side of the road, and Song Yu finally realized that he seemed to have said something wrong.

Sure enough, Xi Yan turned sideways and looked at Song Yu with one hand on the steering wheel.

"Sometimes, I also feel that it is more convenient to say some things in bed."

Song Yu: "..." Dad, I was wrong.

【small theater】

Xi Yan: "Thank God for the assist."

Second child: "You don't need to thank me, remember to help me bury my figurines."