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Chapter 661 Young Master Yang's Operation Is Too Much

Yang Moyan said in a very calm voice, "Don't be sorry, after changing your clothes and having breakfast, I'll take you back to Shengyuan and go to Shengyuan's infirmary. You won't miss the interesting classes."

"you……"

As soon as this sentence came out.

The boy couldn't control himself, his eyes widened, and he immediately lost his voice.

There are still such operations? ?
Too much!

On the other hand, Yang Moyan didn't seem to think there was anything wrong.

Looking at the young man's appearance, he raised his eyebrows lightly, "Me?"

"En... Xiaojiao's wife's method is very wonderful."

The boy pretended to be serious, opened his eyes and grinned solemnly.

Yang Moyan snorted lightly, ignored the young man's small actions, and directly led the young man by the collar, threw the young man directly into the bathroom, and closed the door by the way, "If you don't change clothes, you will be late."

The young man was probably very depressed about Yang Moyan's decision.

After Yang Moyan finished speaking and closed the door, it took a long time before he replied with a long cry, "Oh..."

Young Master Yang raised the corners of his lips, he was in a good mood.

He tore off the label at the neckline in his hand, took off the leather collar of his suit, and put on the suit that the boy took out.

A black turtleneck sweater with a beige trench coat.

In fact, this color matching style is really not something that some people can control.

But Young Master Yang is a born clothes hanger.

Coupled with that face and that noble, indifferent and ascetic temperament.

Such an outfit, it fits perfectly.

While waiting for the teenager, Yang Moyan called his assistant by the way: "Send the file to my computer, I won't be there today."

As soon as the assistant received the call, he heard his young master say that, and his eyes widened immediately, "Master's meeting this afternoon..."

"Another day."

"There is also a cooperative dinner tonight..."

"Push it."

assistant:"……"

With the mobile phone pressed against his ear, the man casually leaned against the wardrobe, "Any questions?"

The assistant wanted to cry.

Any questions?

Yes!

Of course!
And there are many more! !
He tried to win back his boy's heart that he could return, "Master, you'd better come here in person, and the dinner tonight was specially prepared for the young master by the boss."

Yang Moyan refused with three simple words: "Not interested."

At the same time, it blocked the assistant's desire to continue to persuade, "It is very likely that tomorrow and the day after tomorrow will not pass in the past few days. You do other work, send the file to my computer, and hang up."

Finished speaking.

This time Yang Moyan didn't respond to the assistant.

Just hung up the phone.

The boy is not out yet.

A long time passed, which made Yang Moyan frown slightly.

He was just about to cross over when the cell phone in his palm rang.

When I got it, I found it was the assistant's phone.

He slid down to answer, still in a casual and indifferent tone, "What's the matter?"

"Master, who are you with?"

Which material.

The assistant started by asking a rather illogical, work-avoiding gossip question.

This made Yang Moyan raise his brows slightly, his voice was still calm, "It seems that my assistant brother on the phone is really busy at work..."

"No, no! There is no young master, I have a lot of work, a lot of hahaha..."

When the assistant heard his young master's words, he trembled.

What a joke.

Such tone of voice.

The last time he appeared, he was directly assigned several days of work content.

Those days were the end of the century for assistants.

　Good morning, I will update the rest tonight.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)