When two 1s meet, there must be a 0

Ji Chengxiao suddenly turned his back on the guest and turned over to hold down Yan Nanfei, who looked at him with a smile and did not resist.

Instead, Yan Nanfei raised his head gently, and opened his mouth slightly, allowing Ji Chengxiao to smoothly insert the tip of his tongue into his mouth, and at the same time stretched out his hand to hug his head.

Unknowingly, most of the shirt on his chest has been ripped open, exposing a large area of ​​skin, rubbing against Ji Chengxiao's hard shirt, the rough and slightly painful feeling gradually made Yan Nanfei feel hot.

He could feel that Ji Chengxiao's whole body was getting hot, and the heat was transmitted to himself through the barriers of his mouth and clothes.Yan Nanfei's heart was beating wildly, but he didn't hate it, instead he had a faint anticipation.

However, Ji Chengxiao seemed to be a different person, his movements were very careful, he kissed passionately, his hands and feet were regular, he just held his head devoutly, and pleased him with the flexible tip of his tongue.

Until the end of the passionate kiss, Yan Nanfei panted slightly, turned his body slightly, even though he was reluctant to give up, he still said wittily, "I'm going to the bathroom."

Ji Chengxiao was angry and funny, turned his face to face him again, put his forehead against his forehead, and said, "Reject."

Yan Nanfei was overjoyed when he heard that, and raised his arms to wrap around Ji Chengxiao's waist, letting the comfortable feeling burn in his fingertips, and at the same time wanted to raise his head and kiss him.

"Wait," Ji Chengxiao shrank back a little, and said, "I have one condition."

Yan Nanfei was startled: "Mr. Ji, are you serious? Now that you are the one who fucks me, there are still conditions? Are you human?"

"The condition is very simple, don't come to Jifeng without my permission in the future, can it be done?" Ji Chengxiao said solemnly.

Yan Nanfei blinked his eyes, considered for two seconds, and didn't speak.

"Can't do it?" Ji Chengxiao asked.

Yan Nanfei hooked his neck and muttered dissatisfiedly: "It's not impossible, but you work overtime every day until midnight, and I can't see you if you don't come. How will you make up for me in this loss season?"

Hearing this, Ji Chengxiao smiled and said in a low voice, "How about the meat compensation?"

"Oh? Then give it a try..." After the words closed, Yan Nanfei hooked his hand down hard, rubbing the tip of Ji Chengxiao's nose, and kissed Ji Chengxiao's slightly swollen lips again, putting all his smile into his mouth inside.

……

The next day, all the employees of Jifeng saw a horrifying scene. If they hadn't seen the four characters "Monsoon Group" with gold borders downstairs, they would have suspected that they had gone to the wrong company.

Because, early in the morning, they saw the president of Nanfeng Pharmaceutical next door coming out of Mr. Ji's office yawning, as if he had just woken up.

What was just terrifying was that there was a hickey on her neck!

Thoughtful...

Ji Feng's staff immediately had a heated discussion about this incident. They all became Sherlock Holmes and Conan, trying to figure out what happened without missing any details.

Yan Nanfei was tossed and tossed by Ji Chengxiao all night, and he was forced to get up after only two hours of sleep, because Nanfeng had an important meeting in the morning and he had to go back.

So in the early morning, the little secretary saw his boss walking into the company weakly with his waist supported. He looked so miserable and thought he had just returned from a righteous act.

"Boss, are you okay?" The little secretary quickly helped him to sit on the sofa.

Yan Nanfei waved his hand, indicating that he was fine and didn't need to be supported, and then sat down carefully.

The little secretary watched his movements from the side, confused.

The boss has a thorn in his butt?

"Have you got the tickets for the auction?" Yan Nanfei took a breath and asked about something serious.

The little secretary took out two tickets from the drawer and handed them over: "I got it, it's for tonight."

Yan Nanfei nodded: "Okay, I want that suite."

"Boss, are you getting married?" the little secretary asked suspiciously.

The little secretary had heard Yan Nanfei mention it a long time ago, saying that when she got married, she would buy a wedding house by the beach of Xinghai, and it must be stylish.

This sentence full of embarrassment left a deep impression on the little secretary who had just left school, and he remembered it until now.

Yan Nanfei made a fool of himself and said, "It's a secret."

This can only be said after he buys the house.

After the meeting was over and it was noon, Yan Nanfei struggled to death.

He wanted to send a message to Ji Chengxiao, but he was afraid of disturbing his work.

After staring at the phone screen for half an hour, Ji Chengxiao seemed to have a tacit understanding with him, and made a phone call.

"Have you eaten yet?" Ji Chengxiao's deep voice came from the other end of the phone, and there was the sound of flipping paper, it seemed that he was still working.

"No." Yan Nanfei said weakly, "I just had a meeting for two hours, and I'm about to faint from hunger."

"What do you want to eat?" Ji Chengxiao asked.

Yan Nanfei's eyes lit up: "Can I do anything?"

Ji Chengxiao: "Yes."

"You can order a takeaway hot pot for me. I want the most numbing and spicy one. I want to eat it." Halfway through the conversation, Yan Nanfei began to swallow his saliva.

Hot pot is simply delicious for a person like him who likes spicy food, but he has never had time to eat it.

Ji Chengxiao was silent for a long time, the sound of turning pages stopped, and after a while he asked, "Don't you want your ass?"

Mentioning these two words, Yan Nanfei felt his butt began to ache again, and decisively gave up the idea of ​​eating hot pot.

"Okay, let's not eat then." Yan Nanfei changed the subject: "Are you free tonight? Come with me to an auction."

"What do you want to buy?" Ji Chengxiao asked casually.

"I won't tell you for now, but I'll know when the time comes." Yan Nanfei continued to ask, "Will you go?"

"Time." Ji Chengxiao agreed, he wanted to see what Yan Nanfei was going to film.

"Seven o'clock in the evening." Yan Nanfei said.

Ji Chengxiao hummed and said, "Got it."

It was night soon, half an hour before the auction started.

Yan Nanfei tossed his car keys and stood downstairs in Jifeng waiting. This time he drove a Ferrari to go out. The handsome guy with a luxury car attracted the attention of the off-duty employees.

After waiting for 5 minutes, I finally saw Ji Chengxiao's figure coming out of the revolving door.

Yan Nanfei leaned against the car door, tilted his head to watch people approaching, and complained to him with a smile: "Mr. Ji, you have a lot of things to do every day. It's really hard to meet. Those who don't know think I want to see the president. If you don't Those little girls in your company are going to stare at me."

"Young poor." Ji Chengxiao went around the front of the car, skillfully opened the co-pilot's door, and sat in short: "Isn't it about to start? If you talk nonsense, you won't be able to catch up."

"I'm coming!"

The Ferrari slowly merged into the traffic flow during rush hour. Fortunately, there was no traffic jam today, and it went downstairs to the hotel where the auction was held.

The guests who came to this auction tonight were all prominent business tycoons, and most of them came for the house in Xinghai.

Back then, Xinghai Villa was sold out as soon as it opened. There were only ten sets in total. They were located on the edge of the silver sand beach. You can see the sea when you go out. People who know how to enjoy life want to own such a set. , Yan Nanfei is no exception.

The waiter brought them two brochures, Yan Nanfei handed one to Ji Chengxiao, and said to him by the way: "See if there is anything you want, just say, Lao Gong pays the bill."

Ji Chengxiao looked up at him, smiled, and sent the manual to the tea table, not interested: "There's nothing good, it's a waste of money."

"What about the house? Are you interested?" Yan Nanfei turned the manual to the last page, held it in front of Ji Chengxiao, and said, "This is Xinghai's house, do you want it?"

"Is this why you came?" Ji Chengxiao asked.

Yan Nanfei nodded: "That's right, otherwise I wouldn't be interested in these little things."

"It seems that Mr. Yan is really a rich man." Ji Chengxiao leaned back, picked up the Biluochun brewed by the waiter and took a sip.

"This is a wedding room, of course you have to choose a better one." Yan Nanfei said.

"Wedding room?" Ji Chengxiao caught the point, and paused slightly with the hand holding the teacup: "Are you going to get married?"

Yan Nanfei raised his eyebrows and said, "Guess."

"Don't guess." After finishing speaking, Ji Chengxiao turned to the other side, looking expressionlessly at the waiters walking around downstairs.

Must be jealous.

Seeing Ji Chengxiao's reaction, Yan Nanfei couldn't help being happy.

This shows that Ji Chengxiao cares about him, otherwise how could he be jealous because this has nothing to do with him.

The auction started, and all the small items in front of it were taken away one after another. An hour later, the villa in Xinghai appeared as the finale of tonight's auction.

It is a very delicate model and a house transfer contract.

The host stood in the center of the stage, and the spotlight hit the villa model. Just by looking at it, one could imagine how magnificent and luxurious the real house is.

"The starting price is 9000 million!" The host took the microphone and scanned the audience: "The auction begins!"

Soon someone raised the price: "One hundred million!"

"One hundred and sixty million!"

"One hundred and sixty million!"

"One hundred and sixty million!"

……

These big money are getting bigger and bigger one by one, tens of millions are added up, and it quickly turned to [-] million.

"Do you want it?" Yan Nanfei knocked on the table, and pulled Ji Chengxiao's gaze back to the auction stage.

Ji Chengxiao smiled: "Your wedding room, ask me if I want it?"

"I need a helper and consultant with good aesthetic ability. You can tell me whether you want it or not. If you want it, it means that we have the same aesthetics, so I can bid with peace of mind." Yan Nanfei said.

Ji Chengxiao raised his eyebrows: "I said if I want you to shoot?"

Yan Nanfei: "Hmm."

Ji Chengxiao: "If you want, you can shoot."

After getting a definite answer, Yan Nanfei tapped a tablet computer on the desktop with his slender middle finger. The next second, the host in the audience gasped and looked up at a private room on the second floor. The bid figures were so startled that they almost forgot to host.

After a while to react, the host tried hard to calm down the shock in his heart, and continued to host with a straight voice: "The guest in the balance room on the second floor bids [-] million yuan! Does anyone want to increase the price!"

Hearing this number, the audience sighed for a while, and all turned their attention to the Tianping elegant room on the second floor with bead curtains, wondering which boss was so rich and powerful, and was willing to spend [-] million to buy a house that cost [-] million.

In the private room, Ji Chengxiao looked at the wealthy Yan Nanfei in disbelief: "[-] million, are you crazy?"

Yan Nanfei shook his head and said, "If you say you like it, I'll buy it for you."