Secretary Ye spoke ill of me again

Xie Feizhe has been living and working in the school, and the environment he lives in can at least maintain a superficial decency. Ye Qiutong has always been docile in front of him. He has never seen Ye Qiutong's harsh words.

So he thought that even if he was found out, he could make Ye Qiutong obedient just by talking about it.

Xie Feizhe was stunned, as if he didn't recognize Ye Qiutong in front of him.

Ye Qiutong let go of him and threw him into the chair, Xie Feizhe fell heavily on the chair, a little embarrassed.

Ye Qiutong looked down at Xie Feizhe with contempt in his eyes: "Trash."

Now he can understand Qin Yi's cleanliness obsession, he is disgusted from head to toe when he encounters dirty things.

After he finished speaking, he opened the door of the box and walked out without looking back.

Ye Qiutong would definitely not contact Xie Feizhe again, they didn't get along very long, and gifts were all reciprocal, there was nothing to be delivered.

Ye Qiutong packed things related to Xie Feizhe and threw them into the trash can, and then blocked all his contact information.

He thought about it, and was still a little unwilling. He turned on the computer, searched the public mailbox of S City University, and sent an email to the mailbox, reporting the teacher Xie Feizhe's life style, and attaching evidence behind it.

He couldn't save his face when he made a fuss on the Internet, so he could only send it to the mailbox. Ye Qiutong just wanted to vent his anger. As for the effect of this email, he didn't expect it.

In the world of adults, they are generally indifferent to other people's affairs, it's nothing more than a few more things to talk about after dinner.

After Ye Qiutong finished these things, he decided to turn the page and let the scumbags learn from each other, he won't accompany them.

He said goodbye to the past mentally, but not physically.

It's not because of the unforgettable old relationship, heartache and chest tightness, it's simply that he pulled Xie Feizhe too hard that day, and his wrist was swollen.

He put a plaster on his wrist.

Ye Qiutong's hands are very white, with slender fingers, full finger pulps, and round and neat nails, which match his appearance anyway, so the plaster sticking from the wrist to the back of the hand is particularly obvious.

It hurt a little at first, but as long as you don't touch it the next day, it's fine, and Ye Qiutong didn't take it seriously.

It's just that everyone who passed by him would ask a question when they saw his hand. Ye Qiutong smiled and found an excuse, saying that he accidentally twisted it at home.

The others didn't care, anyway, Secretary Ye no longer put on an iceberg face, it's great to have a smile back on his face.

On the contrary, Qin Yi saw his hand, frowned, and said, "Apply some medicine."

Ye Qiutong was taken aback. At the beginning, he felt that capitalists still have a little conscience, and they know how to be considerate of their subordinates, when Qin Yi said, "It's an eyesore."

Ye Qiutong paused, and said with a smile: "Okay, I will apply the medicine, thank you for your concern." After finishing speaking, he went out after finishing his work.

Qin Yi stared at the office door.

Call him the president again.

According to Qin Yi's instructions, Ye Qiutong bought a tube of medicine and applied it on the back of his hand, and the swelling quickly disappeared.

The skin is restored to fairness, smooth and delicate, without leaving any marks.

Ye Qiutong thought that everything was back on track, and he wanted to devote all his energy to his career. After all, he was still on probation, so he had to work hard and not fall in love.

Just then an unfamiliar number called him.

"Hi, I'm Yan Pei, let's find a place to chat."

It took Ye Qiutong half a beat to find the name Yan Pei in his memory.

To be honest, he didn't have a good impression of this child, he looked soft and weak like a little white lotus, Xie Feizhe said that Yan Pei took the initiative to post back, Ye Qiutong didn't know how much he could believe.

He didn't know the purpose of Yan Pei's call, but Ye Qiutong thought that Yan Pei was young and might be deceived by Xie Feizhe, so he didn't hang up directly, but said: "If you have something to say on the phone, there is no need to meet. "

Yan Pei pondered for a moment, and said, "Okay, I wanted to find you a long time ago, but I went to appease Teacher Xie during this time."

Yan Pei's voice is soft, with a bit of nasal, it sounds obedient and cute, but the tone of his speech is inexplicably strong, not as weak as when we met last time.

Ye Qiutong caught the point: "Mr. Xie?" His voice raised an octave, "Are you really his student?"

Scum!Shot on the students!

Yan Pei quickly said: "No, I'm 22 years old. I studied abroad in university. I just came back after graduation. It's a habit to call Mr. Xie."

He was only two years younger than him.

While Ye Qiutong was shocked, she also realized that Yan Pei's pitiful weakness that day was probably an act of faking.

From this point of view, Xie Feizhe didn't lie, and this Yan Pei knew that the third was the third, so there was nothing to say.

Ye Qiutong wanted to hang up the phone, but Yan Pei seemed to know what he was thinking, and said, "Wait a minute, why don't you ask Teacher Xie how he is?"

The word "Mr. Xie" is so harsh that it makes people want to vomit, Ye Qiutong said impatiently: "It doesn't matter to me if he dies, don't expect me to burn paper money for him."

Thanks to Mr. Qin, under the influence of Mr. Qin, his ability to speak harshly has improved.

There was accusation in Yan Pei's tone, and he said, "Teacher Xie has been depressed recently."

Ye Qiutong was taken aback for a moment, then laughed out loud.

What kind of infatuated prodigal son are you playing now?He laughed so hard that he couldn't breathe, and said: "Tell him not to act, anyway, no one will watch it except you."

Yan Pei said: "Mr. Xie won't let me come to you."

Xie Feizhe still knows how to save face.

"In that case, don't bother me." Ye Qiutong's patience was about to run out.

"One more thing." Yan Pei quickly grabbed the white and said, "Don't make small moves behind your back, it's useless."

Ye Qiutong didn't understand what he was doing.

Yan Pei said: "My father is the principal of S City University."

From Yan Pei's proud tone, Ye Qiutong instantly understood what he meant.

Ye Qiutong's email to S City University was probably intercepted by Yan Pei using his privileges.

No wonder Xie Feizhe rented such a big house, no wonder Xie Feizhe suddenly made a big move, it turned out that he hugged his thigh, the project title was at his fingertips, the future was bright, and he naturally drifted away.

Ye Qiutong closed his eyes, he could now understand what Qin Yi said about the sudden pain in his temple.

On the other end of the phone, Yan Pei was still saying: "Anyway, don't make any more petty moves, and don't pester you anymore—"

Ye Qiutong didn't wait for him to finish speaking, then cut the phone and blocked the caller number.

Yan Pei said that he is 22 years old, but he looks like a child no matter what he looks like or does.

His tone of voice was like a child snatching candy, since he likes it so much, he just snatched it.

It is not uncommon to treat garbage as treasure.

As night falls, the lights are on.

The bustling city of S has a special charm at night. The high-rise buildings are shining with neon lights, like winking, reminding the night-timers in the city that it is time to play or rest.

But there are always a group of people in the metropolis, even at night, they are still rooted in their work.

Qin Yi was sitting in the car with his legs crossed, one hand on his lap, tapping impatiently, and the other hand was holding the phone.

"Don't fight against your Uncle Wang, just follow the words."

The voice on the other end of the phone was old but still full of spirits. Maybe he was really old, Qin Bangyan liked being a peacemaker very much recently.

Qin Yi said patiently, "I've already given him face."

Qin Bangyan was displeased: "Then he went to look for you last time, why did you run away in anger?"

Qin Yi said: "Do you know what he came here for? He asked me to develop mobile phones with him. He sells AA batteries and is going to sell new mobile phones. I told a fairy tale, and he slammed the door and left. .”

"You also know that Shi Xin's profits have not been good recently, and your Uncle Wang is also anxious and wants to find another way to make a living."

Qin Yi snorted: "The way to survive depends on whether you have the ability to go. He won't think that the mobile phone uses AA batteries."

Qin Bangyan couldn't stand his youngest son's meanness, and said: "Anyway, don't provoke him, he is your elder no matter what, if you don't give him face next time, I will be rude to you."

Qin Yi's eyes became gloomy, and his tone became less friendly, and he said in a deep voice, "I don't have such elders who mess with my secretary."

Qin Bangyan is used to being a leader and does not allow others to disobey, even his own son.

And Qin Yi's character is also hard to describe in a word, the two of them often start to feel uncomfortable while talking.

After all, it was his father, Qin Yi endured Qin Bangyan's criticism, and finally hung up the phone.

He put aside the phone, leaned back on the seat, raised his hand and squeezed between his brows.

The vehicle had reached a fork in the road, and the driver asked aloud, "Mr. Qin, are you going directly to Yunting Mansion?"

Yunting Mansion is where Qin Yi lives. He doesn't want to go back now, so he tells the driver: "Go to the company."

It was getting late, and most of the employees who worked overtime had left.

Qin Yi returned to the company not because he loves work so much, but because he was a little annoyed by the argument with his father just now. He has a cleanliness habit, and when he is annoyed, he doesn't want to go to other places and come to the company to deal with official business to distract him.

He knew Ye Qiutong would make sure the office was tidy.

In terms of work, Ye Qiutong is actually very serious and responsible, and he is also quite clever. He understands everything when he mentions it, and it is very easy to use. Qin Yi can only find some minor problems if he wants to embarrass him.

It's just that he has too many little emotions.

It's okay to have small emotions, he still said it, it's okay to say it, he still heard it.

Qin Yi stopped himself from recalling what happened in the restaurant, in case he couldn't help torturing Ye Qiutong tomorrow.

In the middle of the night, the company was silent, all the assistant secretaries in the president's office were off work, and the security guard turned off all other lights, leaving only the emergency lights.

The faint green lays quietly on the aisle, giving off a strange peace.

His kingdom was sleeping, Qin Yi stepped on the soft carpet and walked inside step by step.

When he was about to walk to the door of the office, he suddenly heard a small voice.

The low sobbing mixed with ethereal ravings drifted away in the silent night, softly crashing into people's ears, and chilling people's backs.

Qin Yi paused and frowned.