Boss Su is so pretentious

Asked by someone you like if you have a crush on another person.

The answer is of course no.

But when Qian Xiyang heard this question, while he was flustered, there was also a hint of sweetness. He felt that Su Jiashang asked him this way. Maybe he guessed boldly that Boss Su might also care about him.

This sweetness soon became sour, because this was just his guess. Judging from his years of experience, he was probably just being self-indulgent.

Suddenly, someone stomped on his left foot so hard that Qian Xiyang almost shouted at the meeting.

"Qian Xiyang, you've almost got it."

The unbearable female voice came from his left side, even if she deliberately lowered the volume, the gnashing of teeth in that voice was still the same.

"You have been staring at the boss for several minutes, do you want to die?"

"Ok?"

Qian Xiyang blinked his eyes, and finally came to his senses, what he saw was Su Jiashang's beautiful jade-like face.

Qian Xiyang looked around with a guilty conscience. Most of the people were concentrating on the work schedule projected on the screen in front of him. Only Suhang on the opposite side was staring at him viciously.

Thinking of a knife alone can't be hidden.

If Qian Xiyang was a dartboard, it would probably be full of holes made by Suhang.

Qian Xiyang is an actor after all, trying to restrain his shame at the moment, then he quickly glanced at Su Jia from the corner of his eye, and found that his eyes had been staring at the projection screen.

While Qian Xiyang breathed a sigh of relief, he felt a sense of loss and sourness. He stared at Su Jiashang for so long, until Yang Jiayin stepped on him, and for so long that Suhang stared at him with his eyes.

Even they can detect it, but Su Jiashang, who has a keen eye for others, is ignorant of it.

This is still a good idea. In addition, there is another possibility that Su Jiashang felt that his eyes were disgusting. In order to maintain the company's superficial interpersonal relationship and to make both parties less ugly, Su Jiashang deliberately ignored it. A polite refusal to him.

The more he thought about it, the more headache Qian Xiyang felt, and the more uncomfortable he felt.

His old face, which was slightly flushed just now, does not need the blessing of his acting skills now, and it can visibly return to normal color with the naked eye, and even faintly gray.

Qian Xiyang slowly turned his head to the projection to see the work content.

People don't have eyes in the back of their head, so he didn't know, after he turned his head, Su Jiashang's eyes retracted from the projection, looking at Suhang who was angrily performing pantomime there, wrinkled in displeasure I frowned.

Qian Xiyang's mind-wandering did not delay the work process. As a college graduate, he honed the magic skill of not being in class but still absorbing knowledge with his ears during his school days.

So later, when Lin Qin asked for his opinion on his personal future development, he also gave his feedback in a timely manner.

After the meeting ended, he followed Yang Jiayin and walked out.

Yang Jiayin was the one who introduced him to Su Jiashang as a personal chef. After he officially became an artist in Jiashang Studio, she was assigned to be his manager. She has the right to make up her mind on small matters, and Lin Qin needs to be consulted on major matters. Views.

After leaving the meeting room, Yang Jiayin said to Qian Xiyang as if chatting, "Have you eaten yet? I'll treat you to hot pot at noon."

Qian Xiyang used to be a cook, and he never wronged his mouth.

So when I heard her words, my first reaction was——

"It's better to eat barbecue, and the hot pot dogs don't even eat it."

Yang Jiayin stopped in her tracks and turned to look at him. That look seemed to say, you old man has grown up, and you're still here to be a good boy, right?

Because in my own company, many bosses and colleagues who bow their heads but don't look up are present.

The young manager still gave him a little bit of fluff, she wouldn't scold the artist for such a small problem here.

But as keen as Qian Xiyang, he could still see the gnashing of teeth from Yang Jiayin's smirk.

She said, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Qian Xiyang felt that it was still the same sentence, he couldn't hide the look in the eyes of someone who wanted to kill himself.

The two had just lifted their feet and walked a few steps outside when a clear and cold voice sounded from behind them.

"I like to eat hot pot."

When facing Yang Jiayin, Qian Xiyang was still skinny, but when he heard this person talking, he wished he could go back tens of seconds and reward him with two big b. pockets for his outspokenness.

He stood still and turned around like a robot in disrepair, with rust on his neck, and he could hear the creaking sound when he twisted.

Qian Xiyang laughed awkwardly, and gathered thousands of words into a few words: "Hehe, I was joking."

Seeing Su Jiashang standing there, Yang Jiayin stared at the two of them as if her eyes were frozen, and she also laughed awkwardly: "Hehe, Lao Qian is such a humorous man."

Qian Xiyang: "..."

He will really thank you.

This kind of embarrassing conversation obviously didn't ease the atmosphere even a bit, Su Jiashang's expression didn't change at all. Under his cold gaze, when the smirks on the two faces could hardly be maintained, this statue Only then did the Great Buddha speak.

"Eat hot pot alone?"

Hearing Su Jiashang's question, Qian Xiyang felt a little guilty for some reason. Before he could respond, Yang Jiayin nodded frankly.

"Yes." Yang Jiayin affirmed, "Just the two of us."

After saying this, Su Jiashang's eyes wandered between the two of them for a moment, and he said, "Our company does not support office romances."

After saying this, without waiting for anyone to respond, he turned around and left.

Qian Xiyang was still a little dazed after he walked away, so he whispered to Yang Jiayin next to him: "I remember, our company doesn't seem to have such a rule?"

Because he secretly fell in love with Su Jia's affair, he tore through the company's "Employee Handbook" and didn't see such a thing.

Different location, same question.

Facing Suhang's question, Su Jiashang said: "This is a new regulation, and it's normal if you don't know about it."

"Huh? When was it added?"

"just."

"..."

Su Hang looked at his cousin next to him.

However, my cousin didn't give him half a look, and even dumped the pot: "You proposed this rule in your mind, and I heard your inner thoughts."

Su Jia had a cold face of a fairy descending from the mortal world, and said inhumane words: "If someone asks, you can answer like this."

"Um……"

Suhang felt that his elder brother was becoming more and more incomprehensible.

Boss Su is not the only one who can't figure it out.

The two barbecue eaters discussed for a long time, but they couldn't figure out what he was thinking.

"But you'd better be careful."

Yang Jiayin suggested to Qian Xiyang, "Before you, Boss Su never meddled in this kind of private affairs. If he said he wasn't targeting you, I would wash my hair upside down on the spot."

"However, if he hates you, you'll be fine. The resources the studio gives you are very good, so what's wrong with being scolded for money and the future?"

She even became more and more excited as she talked, and she didn't even bother to eat the barbecue. She said: "You don't have to sell your money and body to get this kind of benefit. No matter how many people ask for it, you can't get it. Old Qian, this is your blessing." ah!"

"..."

This blessing is for you, do you want it?

Although Qian Xiyang complained secretly in his heart, what Yang Jiayin said was the truth, which was irrefutable.

In the past, he played tricks in the crew, died fancy in bad dramas, and a professional actor turned into a chef.

Because of this relationship, he refused all class reunions.

Back then, the class monitor who was excellent in both character and learning, after his classmates won the best actor and actress a lot, he went to work as a chef at the home of someone who was once a bit despised.

Although labor is the most honorable, the money earned by one's own hands does not distinguish between high and low.

But not everyone thinks so. He has heard so many sarcasm over the years, and the class reunion has changed from a relationship at the beginning to showing off and developing later.

He was already tired of this, and even gave up his dream of becoming a great actor back then.

At this time, Su Jiashang handed him a hand and pulled him up from the quagmire. The resources in his hands are not only different from those back then, but even much higher than many actors of the same level.

Su Jia scolded him a few words, of course it was nothing.

After all, he really gave too much.

Thousands of words gathered in his heart, but Qian Xiyang didn't say anything.

All he did was nod silently while listening to Yang Jiayin's analysis.

Time passed quickly, and Qian Xiyang's thoughts on Su Jiashang became more and more in line with that ancient poem.

The dangerous building is a hundred feet high, and the stars can be picked by hand.

Don't dare to speak loudly, for fear of shocking the heavens.

He is very honest, he hid his girlish thoughts like Huaichun very well, and the incident of staring at Su Jia in a daze in public has never happened again. His strong and secret emotions just turned into one article after another. A handwritten poem written on sticky notes.

His original brush calligraphy was only average, but since he was suffering from the pain of unrequited love, he ran to write a copybook because of emotional agitation, and his handwriting became more and more elegant, and some colleagues even asked him to A few calligraphy-written sticky notes for collection.

This person actually included Su Jiashang, but Qian Xiyang didn't know about this news early.

That year was approaching the end of the year, and the winter was snowing all over the sky, and the two of them attended the grand ceremony of the national drama that year.

Qian Xiyang won the Best Supporting Actor award that year with his outstanding acting skills and role bonuses in the drama, while Su Jiashang won the award for personal popularity.

Su Jia's awards can only show his commercial value, but not his strength as an actor.

Qian Xiyang was very low-key when he won the award for strength. Celebrating his achievements in front of sad people is not something normal people can do.

However, Su Jiashang's open-mindedness far exceeded his imagination. Even after they received the award that night, they directly took the staff of Jiashang Studio who were present to open a hotel room to celebrate.

As a person who won glory for the company at the national drama festival, Qian Xiyang was often toasted.

No matter how much he drank, by midnight his head was so muddy that he couldn't even walk in a straight line.

In contrast to him, Su Jiashang, as a "frustrated person" and "boss", when the wine game ended, he and Su Hang were the rare sober two on the scene.

Qian Xiyang was top-heavy, squinted his eyes and opened the software to call a car for himself to go home, then walked crookedly outside.

He is not as well-known now as before, but he wears a mask and puts on a hat, which covers most of his face.

He hadn't taken two steps, and someone from behind came up to hold his hand, and at the same time held his waist.

The visitor carried a faint sandalwood fragrance, which was hooked on Qian Xiyang's rare Qingming.

"Boss Su, I can do it myself."

Qian Xiyang didn't even dare to look up, he kept his head down even when he refused.

"Is it possible that you want someone to touch you?"

Hearing this sentence, Qian Xiyang's eyes widened slightly, but he didn't resist anymore.

Is this hypocritical and domineering Boss Su's image his illusion?

He felt dizzy all over, as if walking on clouds.

Qian Xiyang thought, since he is a drunk person now, it wouldn't be too strange to do anything. If he did something out of line, he could use the reason that he couldn't control himself because he was drunk to cover up his real purpose.

When he was helped into the car, he leaned against Su Jiashang's arms. He forced himself to tell the driver in front of him his mobile phone number, and he had to check with the driver about calling a car online. The tail number confirmed that he still has this bit of wisdom.

but……

Qian Xiyang's voice was hoarse and viscous when he was drunk, and he said to Su Jiashang, "I didn't tell you the rear number of the car just now, we really thought we got on the wrong car."

Su Jiashang didn't answer, but just said to the front row: "Suhang, drive to that villa in Marina Bay."

"Boss Su."

Qian Xiyang protested in a daze, "My house isn't there, it's your house, you're wrong."

The next moment, his cheeks were supported by someone, his head was forced to lift up, and he met the eyes of the object he had been jealous of when he was young, and now the object he had a crush on.

"That's right."

Su Jia's eyebrows and eyes were frowned, and Qian Xiyang felt unfamiliar with his gentleness. He said, "You really want to stay at my house tonight."

Qian Xiyang was stunned, as if he realized what he was facing. The first thing he felt was not joy, but anxiety and panic.

"Boss Su, stop joking. What am I going to your house for?"

Admiral Su Jia saw his reaction in his eyes, and raised his hand to touch Qian Xiyang's lips with his fingertips suggestively. In the night, his voice was a little hoarse, but it was the sound of nature that Qian Xiyang had heard before.

He says

"Xiyang, come to my house, I will pick stars for you tonight."

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