President, she is only handsome for three seconds

The two of them lay on the bed for a long time without feeling sleepy. An Xiaolei looked at the dark ceiling for a while, and finally couldn't help asking, "Mr. Yan, are you still online?"

"Offline status, please leave a message if you have anything to do." Yan Ruyu said with her eyes closed.

When she can't sleep, An Xiaolei likes to keep her eyes open in a daze, but President Yan is different, she always closes her eyes whether she can sleep or not.

It is said that he fell asleep without knowing it, but obviously, it is not so effective now.

An Xiaolei turned over, looked at Yan Ruyu's profile and said, "Then I'll sing you a song."

The CEO's thick and slender eyelashes trembled, and he suddenly opened his eyes, "Come on, it's midnight, do you want to keep your eyes open until dawn?"

She didn't forget this man's voice, usually he spoke nicely, but when he sang it was like killing a pig.

Can play a refreshing effect.

An Xiaolei supported her head with one hand and looked at her, "I can't sleep anyway, why don't we talk."

President Yan closed his eyes again.

"" An Xiaolei threatened, "I sang, I really sang, two tigers"

"Shut up. What are you trying to say"

"That matter shouldn't be easy to investigate."

Yan Ruyu must know what she is talking about, after all, President Yan's IQ seems to be higher than hers.

"If there is really a huge monster behind it, of course it will do things cleanly. After all, no one wants to be caught by others, especially a big company." Yan Ruyu closed her eyes and said, "But what has been done, more or less They all leave handles, or clues. No matter how delicate a sweater is, there will be threads.”

"Did you think of where to cut in?" An Xiaolei looked at her with great interest.

There was no light in the room, and the faint blue light was the night light that the little mentally retarded detected that the two of them were not asleep.

However, this faint blue light is enough to see Mr. Yan's appearance clearly.

Even after plastic surgery, An Xiaolei believed that Yan Ruyu had found a good hospital. Although the results were a bit deliberate, they were still good-looking.

Everywhere is beautifully crafted.

""

President Yan responded with a long silence to her question.

Grandma just passed away, and her company has just picked up. At least one part, Breaking Dawn, has laid the foundation stone for her comeback. What should have been done should be to consolidate her advantages, and then get rid of the group and go out independently, no longer accepting exploitation, and finally develop to a certain level. , and then reverse the acquisition of the group back.

But now everything is messed up.

The investigation is to be investigated, and An Xiaolei has to do what she promised, but she really doesn't know where to start now.

"Don't worry, I will try my best to do what I promised."

"I didn't say you didn't try your best." An Xiaolei said, "I just gave you a way of thinking. If you really feel that you can't do anything, you might as well start with the car accident that year. My father's, or your family's Yes, I think they are all the same, their target may not be just me, or we are actually grasshoppers on a rope, but it seems that they are more malicious towards me."

At least one company was left for Yan Ruyu, and it was the earliest and most core Guangdian entertainment media company in the group.

And An Xiaolei was kicked out of the house naked, with a grandmother who was also naked.

"That person can't see us well." An Xiaolei said, "Now that your Guangdian Entertainment is in the limelight, they may not dare to move, but you may not be able to occupy the hot spots all the time. Everyone will have a low point. At that time, you are no longer in a safe place, and they will attack you again. Isn’t the best way to find them out? They are your enemies, and it’s useless to bury your head in the sand. Sooner or later, you have to face them of."

Yan Ruyu said without moving, "You are right."

But they were standing in the dark, and she didn't even know who that person, or that force was, how big it was, and for some reason she just didn't want to look at them.

She didn't ask why An Xiaolei had adjusted from her sadness so quickly, and was talking and laughing like she used to.

Maybe it's a real thought, or it's just pretending, it doesn't matter, anyway, the future is still long, she can always find a reason for An Xiaolei to stay by her side.

Before her white head, she had a long, long time to wait for An Xiaolei to grow up little by little.

An Xiaolei babbled on a lot of miscellaneous things. At first, Boss Yan answered her vaguely, but then he didn't answer. An Xiaolei turned her head and saw that the man fell asleep at some point. It's still that kind of regular posture. Although An Xiaolei knows very well that this kind of regular posture can only be maintained for a short while, in the middle of the night, this man will definitely stick to her body like a piece of brown sugar.

An Xiaolei looked at her face carefully for a while under the faint blue light of the mentally handicapped, and finally closed her mouth, stretched out her hand to tuck the corner of the quilt for the always duplicity CEO, "Good night."

She still picks up Mr. Yan to and from get off work every day. It’s still the little sheep at the beginning. Yes, she once said that she would use a bicycle to pick up the president, but the traffic police in the city don’t allow it. Besides, it’s still winter and it’s cold. An Xiao Lei finally pushed the little sheep out.

What Boss Yan didn't know was that An Xiaolei could actually drive.

coupe.

But she kind of likes the feeling of sticking together with Mr. Yan, like an ordinary couple in the city.

Sometimes Yan always holds meetings late, at this time, An Xiaolei parks the little sheep outside the company, and plays games by herself at the reception area at the front desk, or the two of them discuss a good time, and An Xiaolei goes nearby. change.

When she turned around, she saw that the company had opened a new flower shop downstairs, operating on a small budget, and selling some very common flowers.

Narcissus, sunflowers, and the like, piled up at the door, are as bright as the sun, and can easily catch a person's sight.

An Xiaolei opened the door and went in, saw the drowsy proprietress inside, and asked, "How do you sell red roses?"

The proprietress was clever, raised her head and said with a smile, "25 yuan."

"One" An Xiaolei showed incredible eyes, and her mental activities were clearly written on her face

why don't you grab

"Valentine's Day is more expensive." The proprietress said, "The company over there hasn't closed get off work yet, and a lot of them have been sent up today. They are all bought in bundles, which looks good."

She raised her chin and pointed to the building of Guangdian Entertainment Media.

There are all big and small stars in it, so the demand is of course huge.

"How many flowers are there in a bunch?" An Xiaolei asked curiously.

It's a bit cold today. An Xiaolei has always been not afraid of the cold, but today she also covered herself tightly with a leather jacket, jeans, and Martin boots, looking a little cool.

The proprietress knew that such a person likes saving face the most, so she said, "There are nine flowers, nineteen flowers, and ninety-nine flowers. They last forever."

"Nine hundred and ninety nine?"

The landlady's face was filled with uncontrollable joy, "We have as many as we want, as long as you order, we can do it now, and we can guarantee your boyfriend's satisfaction."

Sure enough, there are not many things in this place, but there are many rich people. Look at how strong the desire to consume is.

Seeing that An Xiaolei was bumping here and bumping there, but she didn't say whether she wanted a bouquet of 99 supreme flowers, the proprietress hurriedly urged, "We don't have many employees. If you place an order now, you can get it sooner."

An Xiaolei took a red rose casually, "I want this one."

"Single"

Seeing that the whole body's outfit and temperament are rich people, why are you so stingy? "No, won't you be angry?"

"I don't think so." An Xiaolei took out her mobile phone and paid 25 yuan, showed her the payment interface by the way, turned around and left.

If President Yan is happy, he can buy your nine hundred and ninety-nine flowers now, but An Xiaolei understands that Yan Ruyu is not so boring, and one flower can make her happy.

She returned to the company lobby with this unique rose, moved the trash can to her with a long leg, and picked all the thorns off the rose against the trash can.

Then I pinched the long branches and played around, like rubbing a bamboo dragonfly.

There were bright red roses in front of the two little girls at the front desk. The bouquet of them made An Xiaolei's shabbiness even more so. The little girls at the front desk blushed and looked at her several times, with a face full of desire to say yes. Hugh looks like.

She has the right not to see it.

Knowing that the president's exclusive elevator made a soft ding, indicating that President Yan had come down, she hid the rose behind her.

Yan Ruyu sent the guest out of the company's front door, then turned around and walked back to An Xiaolei's side, and said flatly, "Let's go home."

"I won't go back today, I'll take you to a place."

As An Xiaolei said, she took out the somewhat warm rose from behind her and pinned it to Yan Ruyu's right ear.

Yan Ruyu only saw a flaming red in the corner of her eyes, and when she took it off, it was a rose, she couldn't help but said in surprise, "Give it to me"

"Others have it." An Xiaolei said. "Didn't you use this theory on me in the first place? Now everyone else has roses, so you should have them too."

"Thank you."

Yan Ruyu thanked politely.

An Xiaolei asked for a leaflet from the front desk, folded it into a cylinder, wrapped the rose in it, and handed it back to Yan Ruyu. "Didn't eat, I'll take you to a roadside stall."

When the little girl at the front desk heard it, her eyes almost popped out.She heard something and took Mr. Yan to eat at a roadside stall

Street vendors

She thought it was very bad, but Mr. Yan felt that Hai Xing even quickly agreed, "Okay."

The little girl at the front desk ""

Suddenly, I felt that Mr. Yan entrusted him with an inhumane person.