"Wow, big stars are different, their temperament is different from ordinary people..."

"He looks better in real life than on TV... His legs are so long!"

"Can I take pictures? Will I be scolded by fans if I take pictures now?!"

"Come on, we have to maintain the image of a big company, wait for him to sign the contract and ask about it."

"Excuse me." Secretary Li came with refreshments, and the crowd automatically divided into a lane.

He said: "Are you all here to watch after the work is done? Mr. Shen has a meeting with other big cows, and I haven't seen you so active."

Someone laughed and said: "We have seen a lot of big cows, but this is the first time to see a star!"

Secretary Li chuckled, thinking that I had met the big star in real life a few months ago, and I was still in the VIP seat of the concert, and the ticket was requested by Mr. Shen!

It's different when you have money. Ordinary people follow stars when they chase stars. Mr. Shen chases stars and directly invites stars to the company.

Opening the door of the office, the young man who was talking to Mr. Shen looked over. His skin was almost transparent under the light, his peach eyes were full of spirit, and he had a smile on his mouth. Anyone who saw this smile would naturally calm down.

Secretary Li put the refreshments on the table: "I don't know your taste, so I picked some of each dessert."

Yan Zhao: "Thank you, you have worked hard. I accidentally wet the contract just now, can you print another copy?"

Secretary Li exited the room: "Okay, please wait a moment."

Yan Zhao came here today to sign an endorsement.

Drones are one of the fields that Yuanzhao Group has recently developed and researched. Their latest models will be launched soon. In order to attract more female consumers, Yan Zhao, the star who has been in the limelight recently, has been selected as the spokesperson.

At least on the surface.

Yan Zhao wanted to know if it had anything to do with his man that he won the endorsement.

After hearing his question, Shen Yuanting lowered his eyes and played with the pen in his hand: "You can guess."

But did not give him an accurate answer.

Yan Zhao: "Tell me, 'yes' and 'no', the two options are meaningless to guess."

Shen Yuanting had a slight smile on his lips: "It's interesting to see you in a hurry."

Yan Zhao: "..." What's wrong.

The cross section of the office room is covered with glass. The employees watched them sign the contract and talk about work for a long time. Their curiosity died, and they all consciously returned to work. However, the geographical location still allows them to see clearly the situation in the office just by looking up. .

If it was at home, Yan Zhao might have resorted to extraordinary means that only belonged to her boyfriend.It's a pity that in public places, he can only maintain a distant and polite posture.

Yan Zhao tried to deduce: "My manager is very good, and I am also very good."

Shen Yuanting: "So?"

Yan Zhao: "So I got the endorsement myself."

Shen Yuanting: "Oh."

"Oh" has a fart!You gave me the answer!

Yan Zhao naturally looked out of the room, and after confirming that the employees were all immersed in their work, he grabbed the man's tie quickly: "I'll give you 3 minutes to tell the truth!"

Shen Yuanting smiled lowly, his chest trembling slightly.

Yan Zhao let go of his hands and sat back, with one leg crossed over the knee of the other, with an unscrupulous air.

It's hard for people to expect his carefree appearance, but his thoughts are actually quite delicate.

Shen Yuanting tapped the edge of the table with his fingers one after another: "Did you get it yourself, or did I give it to you, it is necessary to distinguish clearly?"

Yan Zhao said without hesitation, "Yes."

Shen Yuanting blinked slowly: "Why?"

Do you feel that their relationship is not good enough to ignore the gap between "giving" and "being given"?

Yan Zhao: "If it was you who gave me the endorsement, I thought I earned it by myself. I would be embarrassed in front of you."

Shen Yuanting: "..."

Mentioning this matter, Yan Zhao simply asked together.He squinted over and said, "Speaking of which, how many resources did you stuff for me? Don't tell me you can guess."

Shen Yuanting did have a lot of resources in his hands, but after screening, there were not many left.It's not that the resources are bad, but Shen Yuanting feels that they are not worthy of their own big stars.

Shen Yuanting: "Three."

Yan Zhao propped his chin and said three names.

Shen Yuanting: "Don't you know?"

Yan Zhao was triumphant: "I guess, what you gave me is very good."

The young man's black eyes were shining, and the corners of his mouth were upturned.Seeing that he not only did not resist, but was rather happy, Shen Yuanting heaved a sigh of relief and asked, "Then how do you repay me?"

Yan Zhao kept smiling, but his voice was cold: "No return, giving me good resources and secretly stuffing resources cancel each other out!"

Shen Yuanting: "..." Still angry.

Yan Zhao stopped smiling. He frowned and accused, "I thought it was a radish I planted myself, but you told me that you secretly dug a hole and buried that radish at night!"

Shen Yuanting: "..." This metaphor is a bit strange and cute.

Yan Zhao was still struggling with his radish, he raised his eyes, his eyes were full of suspicion: "Couldn't it be you who gave me the drone?"

If the answer is "yes", he will throw a carrot on Shen Yuanting's face!

Shen Yuanting had never handled this endorsement before.He reassured: "No, this is the radish you planted yourself."

This made Yan Zhao feel better: "Don't bury carrots in my field from now on."

Shen Yuanting: "...OK."

Yan Zhao: "But you can give me the radish."

Shen Yuanting: "..."

Yan Zhao squinted and his ears were a little red: "There is no one like you who gives gifts and doesn't say anything. When others give something, you can't wait to beat the gongs and drums to announce it to the world, and you still have to pretend that you didn't do anything..."

Shen Yuanting hesitated and said, "I'm afraid you... won't accept it."

A slight blush appeared on Yan Zhao's face: "You gave it to me...how could I." He said confidently again: "And it will be mine sooner or later, it doesn't matter if I take it early or late."

Only he can say such arrogant words.Shen Yuanting couldn't help smiling at him, his eyes were full of emotions, like the surface of the sea under the sun.Yan Zhao was stunned for a moment, and then smiled back at him.

Shen Yuanting asked: "Are you going to visit my office?"

Yan Zhao: "Okay."

Shen Yuanting's office is on the top floor, looking out there is an endless sky.

Yan Zhao walked around and saw the magazine he just shot on the desk.

The young man wore several rings on his fingers and a bracelet on his wrist. The complicated and heavy attire did not look cumbersome on him, but it only made his face more beautiful.

Yan Zhao sighed, "I'm so handsome."

Shen Yuanting: "..."

In addition to magazines, there are many documents on the desk.

Yan Zhao felt a headache looking at the title, and didn't know how Shen Yuanting would deal with it.He asked, "Boss Shen, have you finished your work?"

Shen Yuanting: "It's almost there."

Yan Zhao: "That's why you haven't finished it yet, and you're still secretly reading magazines!"

"...I only read the cover. And if I hadn't picked you up, I should have finished." Shen Yuanting glanced at his watch, "It's time to get off work."

Yan Zhao gloated: "You have to work overtime."

Shen Yuanting: "...I don't want to work overtime. Unless you stay with me."

nonsense.If I don't accompany you, who else can I accompany you.

Thinking this way in his heart, Yan Zhao asked verbally, "Am I your secretary?"

Shen Yuanting smiled: "If you want to be one."

Yan Zhao: "I am Secretary Yan."

Shen Yuanting: "Yes."

Yan Zhao: "Secretary Yan wants to sit in the boss's chair!"

Shen Yuanting: "As you wish."

Yan Zhao sat up, turned around, and looked at the scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Yan Zhao: "Secretary Yan wants to usurp the throne."

Shen Yuanting: "Okay, then you handle the documents."

Yan Zhao: "I just think about it, don't usurp it."

Anyway, there were no outsiders, and Yan Zhao's sitting posture became more and more unscrupulous.He nestled in the seat, with his legs crossed on the table, extremely arrogant.

Yan Zhao: "I want to drink water. Boss Shen pour it for me."

Shen Yuanting glanced at him and went to make him a cup of black coffee.

Yan Zhao: "Boss Shen, feed me."

Shen Yuanting handed the cup to his mouth.

Yan Zhao was about to drink, but paused when he smelled the familiar astringency: "Did you add sugar?"

Shen Yuanting's tone was calm: "Added."

Yan Zhao glanced at him suspiciously, then stuck out his tongue and licked it.

Nonsence!

Yan Zhao wronged and complained: "Bitter...you lied to me! You are about to lose your Secretary Yan!!!"

"Have you? I'll try it." Shen Yuanting put the coffee aside, pinched Yan Zhao's chin and kissed it.

"Oh!" Yan Zhao was caught off guard by his kiss, retracted his legs, hugged the man's shoulders, and tightly clutched his shirt.

The bitterness gradually dissipated, replaced by a fire that shot down from the tip of his tongue, burning him unconscious.

After the kiss was over, Yan Zhao put his arms around Shen Yuanting's neck, and rushed forward to kiss him.

Shen Yuanting's fingers slid down Yan Zhao's back, stroking him like smoothing a cat's fur.

The two arrived at the French window in a daze, Shen Yuanting pressed him from behind and bit his earlobe: "One-way, try?"

Yan Zhao panted, his shirt half hanging on his elbow: "No, don't try!"

Shen Yuanting chuckled: "Good boy. Secretary Yan can't do anything else, she has to help the boss with some work."

Yan Zhao blushed: "Shen Yuanting!"

Shen Yuanting casually gave an "en" and kissed his face.

……

Yan Zhao curled up on the sofa, covered with a thin blanket.

He slept for a while, and when he woke up, the corners of his eyes were still a little red, and it looked like he had been bullied severely.

Behind the desk, the man was processing documents, his face was calm, his shirt was straight, and there was no mistake from his expression to his clothes—if there were no traces on the black suit hanging on his chair...

And on chairs and desks, they all...

Why is he so calm!

Yan Zhao grabbed the blanket tightly, blushed and hummed softly: "Mr. Shen, Secretary Yan is feeling bad..."

Shen Yuanting stopped writing, walked to the sofa, sat beside him, and touched his face: "What's uncomfortable?"

Yan Zhao: "It's coming out..."

Shen Yuanting: "..."

Mr. Shen brought the uncomfortable Secretary Yan back home, and took a bath with him without complaint.

Yan Zhao: "I won't sit in the boss chair anymore..."

Shen Yuanting: "It's the same whether you sit or not."

Yan Zhao: "..."

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