You’re So Arrogant

"Hello, Mr. Wen."

Ye Jian's voice fell, and there was no response on the side of the screen for a while.

She couldn't help but feel surprised, so she pointed the probe forward and called out again: "Mr. Wen?"

Still no response.

"..."

Ye Jian became more sure of the guess in his heart, holding on to the cushion, and slowly straightening up, wanting to go around the screen to take a look.

Probably noticing her movement, the screen side finally responded: "Miss Ye, hello."

——It's a very young voice, but not Xie Shuo.

Ye Jian was taken aback: Did she guess wrong?

"You are Mr. Wen?"

The young voice asked instead: "Ms. Ye should have read the contract. I don't know what Ms. Ye has any concerns?"

His refusal to answer made Ye Jing's suspicion that had just faded back again. After a little thought, he said: "There is nothing wrong with the terms of the contract, but I want to see Mr. Wen himself first."

The young man paused for a moment and said, "Is this important to Miss Ye?"

Ye Jing looked at the shadow on the screen, and said warmly: "This is natural. Mr. Wen said that he wants to hire me as a personal assistant. I have to meet up first before considering whether to take up the job. Otherwise, in case the contract is signed. Finding it inappropriate is not good for both parties."

The side of the screen fell silent again.

After a while, the fuzzy shadow moved, and the young man finally walked out from behind the screen, in a suit and leather shoes, a strange face that Ye Jing had never seen before.

He walked to the opposite of Ye Jing and sat down, and smiled slightly: "Ms. Ye has any other requirements?"

Ye Jin couldn't help but glanced at the screen carefully, always wondering if there was a person hidden behind him, but only saw a blur.

She turned her gaze back and looked at the man in front of her: "Is Mr. Wen so young?"

The young man didn't admit or deny it. He just put the duplicate contract on the coffee table and pushed it toward her: "If Miss Ye has no objection, you might as well sign the contract now."

In the lower right corner of the contract, Party A’s name has been signed, with sharp handwriting.

Xie Shuo's signature, Ye Jing has seen before, is a bit similar to this, but there is no comparison, and it is temporarily impossible to determine.

Seeing her staring at the contract, the young man softly reminded: "Miss Ye?"

There must be something tricky about urging in such a hurry and hiding it. More importantly, the man in front of him clearly didn't show his liking for her voice, as if he was just collecting money to do business.

Ye Jing raised his eyes, curled his lips, showing a sly smile: "If you are Mr. Wen, sorry, I'm afraid I can't sign this contract."

The young man was slightly stunned: "Why?"

Ye Jing pretended to be regretful: "That's right, I'm already married, and the old fair is always very strict. I don't like my private contact with young people of the opposite sex."

The young man obviously didn’t expect to have such a stubble. After a few seconds, he thought about it and said, “Please don’t worry, Miss Ye. During the contract period, Miss Ye only needs to be responsible for reading. It will never happen."

Ye Jing smiled: "Mr. Wen joked. Since he is a personal assistant, there is no way to avoid contact." She paused and picked up the bag next to her, "I'm very sorry, I can't sign this contract, thank you Your tea."

Seeing her getting up to leave, the young man's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly stopped her: "Miss Ye wait a moment."

Ye Jian stopped and turned his head.

The young man hesitated for a long time before he said, "Actually, I am Mr. Wen's personal lawyer. It is not convenient for Mr. Wen to come over now, so I will come to discuss with Miss Ye."

Ye Jing curled his lips: "If I say, I must see him?"

The young man looked embarrassed, but was afraid that she would leave with her bag, so he had to say: "Miss Ye, please wait a moment, I'll call and ask."

After he finished speaking, he got up and walked behind the screen, picking up his mobile phone to make a call while walking.

Ye Jian sat back again, squeezing the white porcelain tea cup with his slender fingers, as pure as jade.

Suddenly, she had an idea and pulled out the phone from her bag, and took advantage of this opportunity to call Xie Shuo.

I thought it was going to be on a call, but unexpectedly, I got through.

Ye Jing was taken aback again, and at first he was a little uncertain. After looking at the screen, he said, "Hey, where are you now?"

Xie Shuo's answer was short: "Something?"

Ye Jin hesitated for a moment, and tentatively asked: "I have no job this afternoon, okay to find you?"

As soon as the voice fell, the voice of a bell ringing faintly rang: "Mr. Xie..."

Hearing this sound, Ye Jian suddenly reacted, he could completely explain to Zhong to overwrite the matter, without having to come forward.

"In a meeting, it's not convenient." Xie Shuo paused and said.

Can you answer her phone during a meeting?

Ye Jing held the case table with his elbows, curled the corners of his lips, and said in a sullen tone: "Well, since you are so busy, then I won't look for you anymore."

As soon as she was about to hang up, Xie Shuo said, "Where are you? I will ask the driver to pick you up."

Ye Jian's lips become deeper and deeper: "The opportunity has been missed, I will not go."

Without waiting for him to speak, she asked again: "By the way, do you remember the strange person I told you yesterday? It was the one who paid a high price to ask me to be a personal assistant to study for him. I was negotiating a contract with him today. Do you think I should sign?"

Xie Shuo seemed to be thinking about how to answer. After a pause, he said lightly: "If the conditions are right, you can sign."

This answer deepened Ye Jing's suspicion. With his old temperament, he probably wouldn't want her to be a personal assistant.

She tapped her finger on the desktop, and said dissatisfied: "Are you not asking who the other person is?"

Xie Shuo asked kindly, "Who?"

Ye Jing said deliberately: "I haven't seen the above yet, I guess it's because I'm old and I don't have much money to burn, otherwise, how could it be so boring?"

There was a strange silence at the end of the phone.

Ye Jian's tone suddenly added a flamboyant panic: "He won't have any perverted habits, right?"

Xie Shuo was silent for two seconds, and finally said: "If you don't worry, I will ask someone to check it for you."

Ye Jian pursed his lips and smiled: "No, you have a meeting, I won't bother you."

She hung up the phone and waited a while before the young man came back from behind the screen.

"Mr. Wen is in the UK now. If Miss Ye must see him, I can arrange for Miss Ye to go there."

In the UK, Xie Shuo's business trip is also in the UK.

At this moment, Ye Jian was almost certain that this "Mr. Wen" was Xie Shuo.

Fortunately he can come up with such a naive and boring trick.

She curled her lips, flipped through the contract at will, picked up the pen and put it down, holding a high-cold shelf and said: "The UK is so far away, I still won't go."

The young man probably didn't expect her to be so difficult to deal with. In a hurry, he simply said: "In fact, Mr. Wen is not a young opposite sex, so Miss Ye's previous worries are completely unnecessary."

Not a young opposite sex?

Ye Jian couldn't help but look at him, and finally let go: "Then wait until we meet before signing the contract."

If it's Xie Shuo, then she will be able to play with him. Anyway, she has been idle lately.

Ten thousand steps back, if she guessed wrong, it's okay to take the job. With a daily salary of 10,000 yuan, she does not lose anyway.

The young man looked at her and seemed to want to persuade her to sign the contract first, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed again.

That night, Xie Shuo didn't come to pick her up from get off work for dinner because he was traveling early and was leaving tonight.

Ye Jian was not angry either. He returned home to pack his luggage, fell asleep early, and was going to see that Mr. Wen the next day.

----

The next day, "Mr. Wen" sent someone to pick her up, but it turned out to be a private jet.

——Is not sure if Xie Shuo is, but it is true to have money.

With thousands of miles of sky and endless blue, after working for so long, Ye Jian was still treated like this for the first time, and he couldn't help but feel a bit of anticipation.

When I arrived on an island in the UK, it happened to be twilight.

The setting sun melts gold on the sea, the rays of the sun follow the waves, and half of the island is enveloped in the golden afterglow.

Mr. Wen stayed in the largest hotel on the island. After entering the hotel, his assistant took Ye Jin directly to his room. It was empty and there was no one.

"Mr. Wen has something to do. He may be back later. Miss Ye, please wait a moment."

Ye Jing didn't know if he was really involved or if he was deliberately procrastinating. He glanced at his luggage and said with a smile, "I'll go and book a room first."

The assistant's original idea was to let her live here directly. Hearing what she said, he could only quickly book her the next room for her.

After booking the room, Ye Jing put his luggage over, and went back to Mr. Wen's room to wait for him.

She sat on the balcony alone, looking at the sunset and seascape in the distance, took out a few photos with her mobile phone, and sent them to Moments.

Soon she received a lot of comments and praises, and everyone asked her where she was playing.

When the setting sun was halfway down, there was a sound of opening the door behind him, Ye Jing heard the noise and turned his head.

A familiar figure appeared in the line of sight, wide shoulders, narrow waist and long legs, every inch of it made a person's heart beating.

——She didn't guess wrong as expected.

Ye Jing got up, took a few steps forward, leaning against the French window, with his hands around his chest, looking at him with a smile.

"Hello, Mr. Wen."

An "old" character is extremely hard.

Xie Shuo didn't have the guilty conscience of being half-opened. He glanced at her, and took off his coat calmly and threw it on the sofa. Under the white shirt, muscle lines were faintly visible.

Ye Jing walked into the house from the balcony, with the setting sun faintly on him. On the coffee table in front of the sofa, there were two contracts she hadn't signed yet.

"Since you are not Mr. Wen, you don't have to sign this contract anymore." Seeing that he didn't respond, Ye Jing bent over to pick up the contract, and wanted to leave.

Xie Shuo suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her to his side.

Ye Jing almost sat on his lap, made a profit, and raised his head: "What are you doing?"

Xie Shuo walked around her behind with an arm, held her firmly in his arms, and bowed his head and said, "Didn't you say that you sign when you see someone?"

The legs of the two were close to each other in an ambiguous posture. Ye Jian could almost clearly perceive the texture under his shirt, and the roots of his ears were slightly warm. He raised his eyes and stared at him: "It is Mr. Wen that I want to see, not you."

Xie Shuo's subordinates did not relax, and stared at her with heavy eyes.

Ye Jian bends his lips, deliberately irritating him: "Why, do you want to admit that you are a fifty or sixty-year-old man?"

Xie Shuo picked up the signature pen next to the contract and stuffed it into her hand, wrapping her hand with a big palm.

"you……"

Ye Jing said a word, his eyes suddenly covered with his other hand, he hugged her tightly from behind, and a warm breath brushed his ears: "What?"

Two simple words came out of his mouth, but they didn't mean anything.

The deep voice vibrated the eardrums, his vision was blocked, Ye Jian only felt his neck numb, and was involuntarily bewitched.

But for a moment, she was wrapped in his hands and signed the contract.

The palm of the hand was moved away, and the light in front of him regained.

Ye Jian looked at his name on the contract, dumbfounded.

…………? ? ?

What kind of show operation is this? ! !

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