I didn't catch it, they are inferior and they will bite

Si Rong raised his head slowly,

The eyes are unusually indifferent.

He raised Erlang's legs, and the trouser legs of the suit were instantly pulled up,

Exposing half of the noble ankle.

"Secretary Yin, with all due respect, do you really understand the work of secretaries?" Si Rong leaned on the swivel chair and kept rubbing the tablet computer on the table with one hand.

Yinyao smiled slightly: "I'm rather stupid, I hope you can explain in detail."

Si Rong pushed the tablet over, with a strong questioning tone in his tone: "It's your job to keep the boss from drinking, but your boss is still drunk and makes the whole company laugh at you. This is your negligence."

On the tablet, there was a replay of the monitoring screen of Yin Yao helping Si Nian, who was drinking into mud, stumbled into the company's gate.

"Sorry, I didn't understand President Si's drinking capacity at first, so I didn't rush to take action." Yin Yao bowed,

"I'll pay attention in the future."

"and after,

Help him stop the drink? "

Yinyao nodded: "It's blocked."

"How much did you drink?"

"About a bottle of foreign wine and half a catty of baijiu."

Si Rong was silent.After a long time, I heard his soft voice:

"Is your body okay?"

But Yinyao didn't slack off in the slightest because his tone suddenly softened, and still respectfully said: "Mr. Trouble Si is concerned,

You can rest assured that it will not affect your work. "

"Come here." Si Rong ordered suddenly.

Yin Yao walked straight over,

He didn't stop until his body hit the desk.

He heard footsteps, and then Si Rong came to him,

Leaning slightly to gaze into his eyes.

Then one hand pressed down on the edge of the table, and the other hand went around Yinyao's waist to wrap him in the crook of his arm,

The two long legs are slightly opened,

The body kept leaning down.

Yin Yao felt his breath getting closer,

The body also leaned back softly,

In order to maintain the balance of the center of gravity, I had to stretch out both hands to support the edge of the table.

"Just now,

Are you afraid? "Si Rong's voice was soft and low,

Like a whisper.

Yinyao nodded honestly: "A little bit."

"This company is like this,

Especially when you are the personal secretary of the CFO, your every move is watched by countless eyes. There will be many such groundless reprimands in the future. Are you mentally prepared for this? "

"Have."

"Well, is President Si asleep?"

Yinyao nodded: "Sleeping."

"Did you put yourself to sleep?" The tone was a little dissatisfied.

"I slept by myself and drank too much."

It wasn't until this time that Si Rong breathed a sigh of relief, buried his face in Yinyao's neck, and said in a low voice: "I really hate that a private secretary has to take care of everything like a nanny."

Yinyao pushed his face away, and his tone was still as formal as when he came in: "Whether it's private or secretarial, it's my job, and I will do it seriously."

"After I officially take over the company, can you be my secretary?" Si Rong seemed a little tired, and his voice was slightly hoarse.

"I'm sorry, the boss has treated me very well, and I can't make decisions on my own."

"He treats you very well?" Si Rong thought of the previous secretaries who were left by Si Nianqi, "I don't know what he is like?"

In fact, although Si Nian is a bit harsh, he will not beat people with documents like Liao Yuanyu, nor will he grab people by the collar and be incompetent and furious just because of something big. At least this point, Yinyao feels that Si Year is still a qualified boss.

But hearing Si Rong's obviously jealous tone, Yinyao didn't intend to continue provoking him.

Turning around and getting out of Si Rong's arms, he raised his hand and straightened his tie: "Is there something else, Mr. Si? I'll go to work if I have nothing to do."

"Sit down for a while." Si Rong pulled him back, "Knowing that you are blind, thinking that you must be helpless at the wine table, you must be terribly worried, and seeing you will make you feel a little more at ease, so sit down again. Will it be okay for a while?"

"Mr. Si, if you don't continue to say this to make people feel ashamed, I will consider sitting down for a while." Yinyao said with a smile on top of his face.

Si Rong turned around and poured him a cup of hot water, added some nutritional supplements, and placed it in front of Yinyao:

"Drink water."

Yin Yao looked at the glass of water without moving. After thinking for a while, he raised his head and said to Si Rong seriously: "Mr. Si, I think it's better for us to keep our distance in the company."

"Is it because you don't want to be misunderstood by Si Nian?"

In the past, Si Rong would have agreed without hesitation when he heard Yin Yao say that, but these two days he was always jealous, and he kept talking about Si Nian.

"No." Yinyao said righteously, "It's because this is a company, everything is work-oriented, and it is taboo to bring personal feelings into the overall situation."

Si Rong propped his head against the back of the sofa with one hand, and sat beside Yinyao with his legs crossed, looking at him with a smile in his eyes:

"Secretary Yin, I hope you will do what you say. Be sure to keep a distance from the president. I don't want to hear any strange rumors in the company. Otherwise, even if you are the secretary of the president, I have the right to ask the board of directors to persuade you to quit."

Yinyao rolled her eyes and stood up: "Thank you, Mr. Si, for your reminder. If there is nothing else, I'll go there first."

Si Rong glanced at his watch and said with a smile, "No hurry, I've only been sitting for 5 minutes."

He raised his hand to hold Yinyao who was about to leave, and rubbed Yinyao's palm meaningfully with his fingertips, seeming to be very rare for this hand: "Sit a little longer."

Yinyao was speechless, shrank his arms and wanted to pull back his hand, but Si Rong's claws were no different from crab claws, grabbing his wrist and pinching him tightly, pulling hard, Yinyao staggered and fell into Si Rong's body. In his arms, he was immediately wrapped around his body and held tightly in his arms.

"Are you really a beta? You have so much strength." Yinyao found that Si Rong's strength was really extraordinary. Other people could still struggle, but he couldn't even move a finger in his arms. This made Yinyao really doubt the authenticity of what he said in the interview.

"It's a beta, it's a fake one."

"Even if it's a beta, this is considered sexual harassment. If you don't want me to call the police and make you lose face, let it go." Yin Yao closed her eyes and frowned.

"Yes." Si Rong let go of his hand immediately.

"I hope you will respect yourself. I don't like physical contact. Let me say it again." Yinyao strode to the door, opened it, and left the office aggressively.

Now this guy already treats him like a couple, not to mention his ambiguous actions, even wantonly violating his lips and tongue without his consent.

Yinyao stopped, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, completely oblivious to the water glass poked in front of him.

This guy should be taught a lesson.

"Hello." He stopped him in a cold voice.

Yinyao was stunned for a moment, before he noticed someone standing beside him.

I don't know who this person is or when it appeared, but in the next second, there is a slightly old thermos in Yinyao's hand, and a strange voice comes:

"You are Mr. Si's secretary, right? Pour me a cup of black tea and bring it to Mr. Mr. Si's office. Oh yes, Mr. Mr. Si and I have something very important to talk about. Remember to knock on the door."

Yinyao was surprised, although he didn't know who this person was, but hearing his tone of voice, he probably could speak well in the company, and hearing that he said he wanted to have an interview with Si Nian, it was probably the manager.

Yinyao raised his eyebrows, and put the water glass back into his hand: "Sorry, I'm the secretary's personal secretary, and I have no obligation to serve you."

The man on the opposite side frowned and looked at him: "Idiot bastard, who recruited you here?"

As the elites of District [-], in their eyes, the word "bastard" has replaced its own meaning and become a new concept to describe the lower class people, so they especially like to use the word "bastard" to distinguish them from those beggars who were born in the slums.

Yinyao was about to open his mouth to scold him, when the door of the office beside him suddenly opened.

A strong smell of alcohol came to his face.

Si Nian put one hand against the door frame, rolled up the sleeves of his thin shirt, and opened the front of his chest to reveal half of his bulging chest muscles.He didn't seem to be fully awake, his pupils were still blurred, and his cheeks were still flushed.

"What are you arguing about..." Si Nian raised his head, his eyes were like wolves, tigers and leopards staring at their prey, their sharpness was filled with fear.

"President Si, I'm here to report to you the capital circulation plan for the second half of this year." The man who was arrogantly instructing Yinyao just now made a 360-degree turn, nodded and bowed to Si Nian.

Si Nian seemed to be able to barely support his body by leaning against the door frame.He frowned, feeling irritated by the feeling of being drunk.

He snatched the plan from the man's hand, his eyes only stayed on it for a few seconds before he whispered: "Redo."

"Huh?" The man was dumbfounded for a moment.

"What I want is your opinion on this project, not your subordinate's." Si Nian waved his hand impatiently, signaling him to go back and forth.

By the way, he took the man's water glass from Yin Yao's hand, and casually threw it on the ground, and the water glass rolled away several meters in an instant.

"This..." The man rubbed his hands awkwardly, wanting to pick it up, but didn't dare.

"Don't you have a secretary?" Si Nian was still panting slightly when he spoke, "My secretary only does things for me."

He raised his hand to grab Yinyao's hand and dragged him behind him, condescendingly looking down at the man: "Hand over the proposal before get off work, either, write it yourself, or, whoever wrote it, the manager will do it."

"Boom!" The door slammed shut, causing the floor to tremble three times.

Si Nian looked in pain, and didn't even have time to take care of his own image. He walked to the sofa and sat down in two or three steps, holding his temple with one hand tiredly, with bulging veins.

My head hurts, my stomach is churning, and my throat is on fire.

His lips moved and he said hoarsely, "Pour me a cup of hot water."

Yinyao nodded, went to the tea room and poured him a cup of hot water, and added a spoonful of honey to melt it.

When Si Nian got the water glass, he smelled a sweet smell of honey, and his brows became sharper, forming a furrow: "What did I say before?"

Yinyao tilted his head, suspected of being cute, he smiled harmlessly: "Warm honey water nourishes the stomach, I think you feel a little nauseous, if you vomit, I have to help clean up, let's just do it, save me The workload for no reason can guarantee your health, isn't it killing two birds with one stone?"

Si Nian lowered his head, holding the cup in his hand and resting his wrist on his forehead. After a while, he slowly raised his eyes:

"Did I say anything when I was drunk?"

Yinyao smiled: "Say it."

Si Nian paused, his fingers lightly outlined the curved outline of the cup mouth, he seemed to be testing but with an orderly tone:

"What did you say."

At this time, you must not tell the truth, let alone conceal it on purpose. Yinyao knew that if he did this, he would lose his temper on the spot, and he would regret it more and more after thinking about it. In the end, he simply fired him, so Yinyao was silent for a long time. Only then opened his mouth softly.

Based on the analysis of Si Nian's words when he was drunk, his father and himself are the eldest son and eldest grandson of Si Qiyan, the chairman of the YS consortium. It will be logically inherited by them.

But Mr. Si seems to love his second child more, and even gave 60.00% of the shares to his second son and second grandson, Si Rong, and the remaining 40.00% was distributed to the eldest and youngest according to the ratio of 6:4.He has been transparent since ancient times, but he turned around strangely when he arrived at his house.

So of course, as the eldest grandson but without the treatment of an eldest grandson, Si Nian would definitely feel unbalanced, that's why he hated Si Rong so much and targeted him everywhere.

But even if he was given the worst treatment, even if he was poked in the back and taunted wantonly, Si Nian still tried his best to do everything the best, and he didn't make any mistakes in his work. The benefit has quadrupled, and no matter what scourge is ahead, he clenched his teeth and persisted. He only hoped that his grandfather would give himself a pure, loving hug from his grandfather to his grandson like he did every time he saw Si Rong.

Listening to Si Nian's inner monologue, Yin Yao raised his head with a calm expression:

"You said that you will do better, and you will never let the president down on you."

Si Nian quietly looked ahead without saying a word, the honey water in the water was a little bit cool, he was like a statue, the cold and hard outline made him look extremely alienated and unapproachable.

Time passed by, and when Yinyao and others fell asleep, he finally heard an almost inaudible whisper:

"understood."

"Don't worry, my mouth is tight." Yinyao walked slowly to his side, and gently took out the cold honey water from his hand with both hands, "The water is cold, I'll make another cup for you."

Inadvertently, his fingertips suddenly touched Si Nian's finger, and then he clearly felt that the other party shrank his hand suddenly because of his touch.

With a "pop", a string in my mind seemed to be suddenly disconnected.

Yin Yao slowly narrowed his eyes.

Maybe this is a good opportunity?Rather than relying on my mutilated body to grope in the dark to find the answer, it would be better to borrow someone else's hand to make that bastard... die more thoroughly.

"President Si." He said slowly, with an indescribable meaning in his tone, "I can help you get what you want."

Si Nian was stunned for a moment, raised his head, his gaze seemed to be examining: "What do you mean?"

It's not that he really doesn't understand the meaning of Yinyao's words, maybe what he wants to ask is more why Yinyao wants to help him, or what benefits he needs in exchange.

But Yinyao just smiled and shook his head, as if he didn't think about it at all.

"The tone is quite loud." Si Nian sneered.

As the eldest grandson of the YS consortium, he has received top-notch educational resources since he was a child and has struggled in this family for so many years. A blind person who was born in the third district can help him with such nonsense?ate too much?I still haven't woken up from the dream.

"President Si." Hearing Si Nian's muttering in his heart, Yin Yao was not annoyed, he thoughtfully approved a coat for Si Nian, "I hope you can tell me next time that you are quite capable."

Si Nian stood up, the pain of being drunk made him unable to stand normally, but the next moment he was firmly supported by someone.

He lowered his head, looked at the person coming out from under his arms, his eyes trembled, and he quickly looked away.

"No need to help." Si Nian pushed him away, stubbornly walked to the desk and sat down, "Go and do your work, I will call you if there is anything to do."

Yinyao nodded, and put the freshly brewed honey water on the table.

Back in his office, Yinyao turned on the computer, entered the name "Si Qiyan" in the search box, and more than 2 search results appeared in an instant.

According to the data, this old man is a very powerful person. He returned from abroad in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China and started to establish the current YS Group. At first, he was only doing small business. Later, with his extraordinary business acumen, he annexed it when the business was not developed. Having established companies in various industries, large and small, he was quite far-sighted and chose to cooperate with the country when his business was hit hard, relying on his huge network to make YS bigger little by little.

He had three sons and one daughter. The eldest son was born to his first wife. Later, he married the second wife and gave birth to the next three children. However, the second wife died early when the three children were still underage. The outside world Rumor has it that he died of illness, but there are different opinions. There are even rumors that the eldest wife poisoned the second wife. Later, the eldest wife escaped into Buddhism because of guilt, and lived in Nanshan Temple for the rest of her life, ignoring the secular world.

But these are rumors and cannot be regarded as reasonable.He always felt that there must be another reason. If the eldest wife really wanted to do this, Si Nian and his father would have been kicked out a long time ago. How could the offspring of a murderer be allowed to dominate here?

When going out, just in time for the cleaning to come out of Si Nian's office, Yin Yao heard the small garbage bag he was carrying was still rattling, and suddenly said: "You've worked hard, I'll go down and throw out the garbage."

The cleaner was eager to find a place to fish for leisure, and when he saw such a bully popping up, he stuffed the garbage bag into his hand and said, "Thanks for your hard work."

After finishing speaking, he slipped away.

Rubbing the garbage bag in his hand, Yinyao did not go downstairs, but brought it back to his office.

After get off work, Yinyao called a taxi to take Si Nian home, he turned around and took a taxi to the next destination.

When the driver saw his destination, he muttered:

"If you want to pray for blessings, I advise you to change places. This temple is not very popular, and you don't see many people all year round."

Yin Yao asked curiously, "Why?"

The driver thought for a while, and told him based on his years of running a taxi: "I heard that the wife of the president of YS is a monk there. We don't know the reason. It seems that the old man used some means to drive away the monk over there." , only Dafang was left standing there."

"Is the relationship between the two of them very bad?"

"I heard that it's not very good. The old man liked the second room before he got married. He married the second room after he disregarded his family's opposition. Later, the second room died at a young age. The blame must have been blamed on the first room. Of course, this is also hearsay. Who can understand the grievances and grievances."

Yin Yao nodded.

The driver scratched his head, suddenly thought of something, and didn't know whether to say it, he hesitated for a long time before saying:

"But I've heard such a rumor, it's unbelievable."

Yinyao regained his energy immediately, straightened up and leaned forward slightly, expressing that he was listening attentively.

"It's just that... the eldest wife, when she married Mr. Si, she didn't do it voluntarily, but she was protecting someone."

"Who?" Yin Yao asked.

"I don't know about this, and there are even more outrageous rumors, saying... that the wife of the big house is actually a male Alpha, and Mr. Si is also an Alpha. At that time, there was no such strict second-gender marriage law. Intermarriage is allowed, so in order to allow Dafang to have children, he was given a long-term injection of a pheromone compound, trying to change his pheromone hormones and change his second gender. It is said that YS Pharmaceuticals is still secretly researching this I don’t know if the medicine is true or not.”

Yin Yao raised his eyes.If, as the driver said, the pharmaceutical company under YS is still researching this pheromone-changing drug, it means that they tried to change the second sex of the wife of the big house, but it was not effective. It is well known that two Alphas cannot conceive. For the next generation, there is only one possibility——

Si Nian's father was not Si Qiyan's own birth, so Si Nian was not Si Qiyan's biological grandson either. If this was the case, why did Si Qiyan insist on raising this son who was not his own by his side.

For the face of the family?Or another reason.

"Hey, it's just some folk rumors. It's probably all made up by people who are full and full. Don't take it seriously." The driver smiled.

The car gradually drove into the sparsely populated suburbs, passed through a dense forest path, and stopped in front of a small dilapidated temple that had been in disrepair.

When Yinyao got out of the car, the driver enthusiastically reminded, "You can see the gate of Nanshan Temple from here, and you will be there by walking a few steps forward."

The soles of his feet were wet and soft, and Yinyao walked extremely slowly step by step.

He groped for the door frame, and the smell of incense came to his face instantly.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The crisp sound of wooden fish echoed in the lonely temple.

Yinyao stabilized his mind, walked slowly to the incense burner, touched three low-quality incense sticks from the small table in front, lit them, inserted them into the incense burner, and bowed respectfully.

He could feel that there was a person sitting next to him, and that person was not surprised by his arrival, but just continued to knock on the wooden fish calmly, whether it was in the temple or in his heart, it was like death. lonely.

Yinyao knelt and sat on the soft bed, and didn't open her mouth to disturb that person, but just waited silently with him.

The orange sunset glow dissipated in the sky outside the window, and the night fell a little bit. A few stars popped out of the sky and blinked playfully.

After what seemed like a century, after Yinyao heard his stomach rumble because of hunger, the person next to him finally opened his mouth slowly:

"Benefactor, it's getting late, please go back, I'm going to rest too."

There was a hint of oldness in his voice, and more of an ethereal silence that could see through the world of mortals.

"Master, I have always had a knot in my heart that is difficult to resolve. I wonder if you can give me some pointers." Yinyao said softly.

"I'm not capable enough, so I'm afraid I can't help you untie your knot." The old man stood up slowly, holding the wooden fish in his hand tightly with fingers like dead branches, "You should find another skill."

"Master, do you think that you have let go of everything you have experienced in the past few decades?"

The man's hand suddenly stopped, and then his fingers tightened unconsciously.

"To be honest, my past is an indelible pain in my life, and I don't intend to let it go, and I made up my mind to live this life only for revenge, and I came here not really to seek enlightenment, but to prepare for the future. Seek peace of mind for what you have to do.”

The pain of the seawater rushing into the nose and into the lungs is still clear to this day. Although many innocent people may be involved on the road of revenge, adults cannot regret their decisions, and they have to grit their teeth and stick to them even if they are wrong.

"I am Si Nian's secretary, and I can tell you clearly that whether Mr. Si Nian agrees or not, he will be used as my pawn in the future, but I still have a conscience, so I will give back accordingly. what he wants most."

Yin Yao raised the corners of his mouth, saying cruel and selfish words, but on the surface he smiled innocently and calmly.

"Then what about you, Master?"

The man slowly raised his eyes, his cloudy pupils were deep and pitch black beyond the reach of the eye.

Yin Yao said: "Many people choose to escape into Buddhism because they want to use Zen to comfort themselves to let go of their hatred, but even if they can't let go, it's not a shameful thing, because there is no such thing as empathy in the world. Feng Qing said that it was over, it was just because the needle didn't pierce them."

"Really." The man chuckled lightly, meaning unclear.

"And most of the time, you choose to let go, but the other party won't, and will even continue to vent their resentment to the next generation, or even the next generation. So what did they do wrong? Because they cast the wrong baby?"

Yinyao stood up and put a small box on the table:

"As far as I know, this Sunday is Mr. Si Qiyan's [-]th birthday, so goodbye."

The man sat cross-legged in front of the Buddha statue, rubbing a string of Buddhist beads in his hand. After a while, he raised his hand and reached for the small box that Yinyao left——