It's hard to tease a gold master

Everyone knows Yi Wei's thunderous tactics. In City B, no one dares to challenge this man who controls the huge business empire of Yi Group.Many business opponents are gnashing their teeth and looking forward to the fall of this man. Unexpectedly, Yi Wei has not yet fallen, but there is news that his son who has just graduated has returned to China and announced that he will start from the grassroots of the Yi family.

As soon as this news came out, the people of the Yi Group were flustered. Many people held back bad intentions and wanted to see what the noble young man who was born with a golden spoon in his mouth looked like. It doesn't matter if there is no ink in it, and many jokes can be made.

It's a pity that they didn't get what they wanted. As the only son of the boss of Yi's Group, Yi Huai didn't have any of the bad habits of those rich boys in City B.

On the contrary, he is extremely self-disciplined, almost a man carved out of the same mold as Yi Wei.He is vigorous and resolute, says what he says, and has ambitions that are not suitable for his age, but after entering Yi's half a year, he has become a department supervisor from a grassroots employee.

I don't know when people began to call Yi Huai from "Yi Wei's son" to "Yi Huai".

The wine party where the wine is mixed with each other, you come and I go, it is all the promise of human favor.

"Come on, Xiao Yi, have a drink."

Yi Huai, whose face was not as mature as it is now, picked up the wine glass with a low smile, drank it by half, and drank it down in one gulp. The spicy wine entered his stomach, his expression remained unchanged. Get up and give yourself a full cup, and return without losing your grace: "Come on, President Huang, I respect you with this cup."

The man called "President Huang" was very satisfied with Yi Huai's lowered posture, and smiled and clinked glasses with him: "Okay, okay, Xiao Yi, your age and status are amazing."

Yi Huai pursed her lips as an answer.But his mouth was unambiguous: "President, you are welcome. At your age, you can control the publishing industry of the entire city B... This time, Yi's advertisement on the transportation line, I need you to worry about it."

"Hahaha, it's easy to say, easy to say." Being flattered by a person of high status naturally feels good.President Huang laughed happily, and patted Yi Huai on the shoulder: "It just so happens that there is a private art exhibition near here, and you know that we, the media, have to take a look at everything. Are you interested in going to see Jiu with uncle and me?"

"Of course, you can't ask for it."

President Huang is also a real person. After Yi Huai agreed, he immediately asked the secretary to send a car, and Yi Huai took advantage of the spare time to go to the bathroom.

The icy water flowed through the fingers, and the bathroom smelled of sandalwood. Yi Huai splashed a handful of water on his face, and the drunkenness in his eyes disappeared with the coldness.

He put his hands on the marble sink and stared at the man in the mirror.

The man's dark eyes were filled with sarcasm and indifference.

There was a look of fatigue on the sharp-edged face, Yi Huai stretched out his hand, rubbed his temples, and then took out a paper towel to wipe off his wet face due to too much movement just now.When he opened his eyes again, those dark eyes were full of clarity.He is Yi Huai, a Yi Huai who cannot make any mistakes.

It is indeed a private art exhibition, tickets are required to enter and exit, very strict.It is said that it is an exhibition of up-and-coming painters in China, and the paintings are well-known. Although Yi Huai has been outside for so many years, although he doesn't care much about art exhibitions and art exhibitions, he is a person from such a family.

President Huang was rambling on, while Yi Huai responded calmly.From outsiders' perspective, he is meticulous in his work and does not leak water. In fact, Yi Huai is very tired of dealing with it like this.

Such an occasion even made Yi Huai feel a little depressed. He glanced at it by chance, and his eyes were attracted by a painting in the corner.

President Huang was talking with Yi Huai at first, but he found that the person who had been answering him just now had lost his voice.President Huang turned around and found that Yi Huai was walking towards the corner at some point.

In the painting, there is a young man wearing a racerback vest and a loose white shirt tied in a knot. He is leaning on the iron chain by the river, his face is not exposed much, just like the painting His name is so-so, and his back can be seen.

But Yi Huai couldn't move his eyes.The man's shirt was blown up by the river wind, his thin waist was wrapped under the white racerback vest, and a waistline was hidden in it.The joints of the hand holding the iron chain are clearly defined. If you analyze it purely from the perspective of aesthetics, placing this painting in a corner would raise its value somewhat.

Although the man in the painting has a good temperament, he is too casual and looks a little out of shape. He is really not suitable to be a model.

However, this is not the most important.

Although he doesn't have any facial features, Yi Huai is completely attracted by the people in the paintings, and he even feels that he can feel the emotions of the people in the paintings.

It seems that through this painting, I saw this man standing on the deserted river bank, letting the wet wind blow his hair.He squinted his eyes, tilted his head, raised his eyebrows, and showed a contemptuous smile.

An inexplicable emotion came crashing down, and hit Yi Huai's heart that had been dusty for a long time.

"Xiao Yi, did you like it?"

"Yeah, I've taken a fancy to it." Yi Huai's voice actually carried a hint of joy and satisfaction, his eyes were slightly squinted, and the satiated expression on his face was like that of a leopard who was full.

President Huang didn't see Yi Huai's unusualness at all, and only said: "If you like it, take it back, and uncle will give it to you."

"No need." Yi Huai returned to his expressionless look just now. He is not short of money, and he doesn't need others to be a favor.Of course, more importantly, Yi Huai didn't want others to buy the painting for him.

As if the painting should be his.

For the first time, Yi Huai showed unprecedented interest in things other than work.

President Huang is a fine person after all, when Yi Huai casually mentioned that he wanted to chat with the original author about the original intention of this painting, within half an hour, the artist himself appeared at the venue.

"...Ah, it's like this. I painted this painting at the Drama Academy."

School of Drama.Yi Huai secretly paid attention to it, and then asked: "So, you don't have any impression of the people in the painting?"

Few people can hold back when Yi Huai deliberately asked questions, and the other party seemed a little reserved, he frowned and recalled, waited for a while, and then shook his head: "Sorry, I couldn't help drawing at that time, but... ...I didn't ask about his identity. The other party should be a student of the Drama Academy, he looks very young."

Yi Huai suddenly felt a little lost.

It's a little less fate.

Later, the painting has been quietly lying in his office, from the supervisor's office to the minister's office to the manager's office.Finally, there is the general manager's office.

That painting "moved" with Yi Huai's promotions again and again. In the fourth year, Qin Tiancheng was promoted to be Yi Huai's first secretary and Yi Huai's confidant, and began to help Yi Huai find the protagonist in the painting. .

However, for a painting that doesn't even have facial features, finding the protagonist in it is like looking for a needle in a haystack. Qin Tiancheng worked hard, but he couldn't find the person Mr. Yi wanted.

Naturally, Qin Tiancheng never imagined that Yi Huai would fall in love with the people in the "painting" at first sight, and if he said it, he would suspect that Yi Huai had mental problems.

However, the facts were so, Qin Tiancheng followed Yi Huai's side tremblingly for three years, seeing Yi Huai clean and self-sufficient, he didn't look like a normal man at all.

Afterwards, it was also fate.

Yi Huai lived in Haiyuan Villa when he was not on business, because Yi Huai went to Province H for more than half a month on a business trip, and all the floor heating in Haiyuan Villa was replaced with new ones. The work was completed, and there was another contract to be negotiated at night, so I stayed in the hotel directly.

Who knew that someone came to knock on the door in the middle of the night, Yi Huai put down the documents in his hand, just as he opened the door, his soft body fell directly into his arms.It was a man, he couldn't see his face clearly, but he still had the strength to pinch his wrist, calling him hoarsely.

Originally thought it was a gadget sent by a partner, Yi Huai didn't pay much attention to it, but just hated this method of drugging and then stuffing people over.

When he returned to the room after finishing the phone call, he could see the man's back clearly under the light.

The other party turned his head slightly, the tails of his eyes were raised, his face was flushed, but suddenly Yi Huai's heart was shocked.

The man was soon tormented by the drugs and lost his mind, holding the quilt constantly and dawdling.

Reality coincides with the painting, and Yi Huai feels a little hard to explain. The person who has been looking for so many years suddenly bumps into the door one day, and still has such a posture.

It seems that Venus, the goddess of beauty praised by everyone, is a white moonlight in his heart, but when the person in the painting enters his life from real life, Yi Huai suddenly feels that his thinking is wrong.

It's not that the painting should belong to him, but this man should belong to him.

From the first moment he saw this man, Yi Huai knew that he wanted this man.Not an inquiring tone, but a must have.

It's not possessive, it's just pure love at first sight.

But at this time, it is better to deal with the problem in front of him. Facing the beauty and delicious food in front of him, Yi Huai's self-control that he is proud of has not collapsed. He dragged him to the bathroom, intending to pour cold water on him to calm him down—wanted to get his body , but there is no need to use such means.

The panting was too loud, Yi Huai listened, his deep eyes darkened again, and he loosened the tie around his neck.What a lifeless little guy.

The sound of running water didn't stop, and he turned into the bathroom again. The man was leaning against the wall in disheveled clothes, and there was some suspicious liquid on his hands. The scene in front of him made an ascetic man like Yi Huai squint his eyes.

He paused for a second, and was about to leave, but who knew that the little guy was so horny that he didn't care about anything, and directly stepped on his body with his long legs.

He has a very delicate face, a pair of beautiful eyes, very soft lips and a charming voice.

He breathed wetly into Yi Huai's ear: "Touch me."

Yi Huai is a man with self-control, not a fool with brain problems.Of course, there is no obstacle to physiological function.The other party gave an invitation letter, and it would be too unkind to refuse to accept it.

Yi Huai sat alone on the big bed, the sunlight outside the window was glaring, a faint smile appeared on the face of this expressionless man.It was an amazing evening, simply a joy of mind and body.The only dissatisfaction is probably that the man walked away with his shirt on.

No one can believe that the young helmsman of the Yi Group has liked a painting in the past seven years, and fell in love with the man in the painting after one night.

All encounters in the world are reunions after a long absence.

Yi Huai acted swiftly and resolutely. In the morning, the dedicated first secretary had already investigated the ins and outs of the other party.This man is so flirtatious, a tepid actor with so many gossips, Yi Huai felt jealous after reading the information.

Jealous of his actor's ex-boyfriend, who was making a lot of noise in the city, jealous of his messy scandals.

Suppressing the complicated emotions in his heart, Yi Huai held his temper and waited for the man to walk into his trap step by step. Seeing that An Fang was trying his best to tease him, he was very happy. It was the first time he felt the so-called sweetness, but his face was uneasy. Show half.

Candies that are easy to eat, naturally don't have the sweetness you can't ask for.He has provoked so many people, if he is not taught a lesson, how can he stay by his side with peace of mind.

But things gradually became a little out of control, and Yi Huai found that when facing the little guy, he often couldn't control his emotions and was influenced by him.

However, Yi Huai felt that he was willing.

It's a pity that the good days are always short-lived, An Fang couldn't continue acting, she got rid of that gentle canary look, frowned and told him that she would star in "Hormones" with He Xichuan's participation, Yi Huai felt unprecedented anger, and deep disappointment.

He was so kind to him, but he didn't give him any sincerity, as if he could walk away with a wave of his sleeves.

Yi Huai didn't want to recall the mood of those few days, it was really terrible.

He couldn't even make a rational decision immediately - such as ending the nurturing contract with An Fang.So he can only paralyze himself with work, make himself calmer, and then think of a solution.Maybe you can consider letting He Xichuan disappear from the entertainment circle first, and then let the little guy know what the fate of being heartless is.

But he didn't expect that An Fang would come to the door first.

He asked him if he was so angry because of He Xichuan.

Yi Huai looked at the other party calmly, and if he admitted it, it seemed that the other party would laugh at him severely.Look, Yi Huai is fascinated by a starlet.

But at this time, Yi Huai couldn't care so much. Seeing the back of An Fang leaving gracefully, he couldn't help but stop him. He wanted him to see the painting and the secret he had hidden for so many years. The result may not be what he wants.

However, his luck seems to be good.After telling the other party the truth, the other party didn't even ask a question, and didn't find it incredible.

An Fang bit his lip, his eyes were bright and his lips were soft, he said: "I don't care why you like me, what I care about is that you like me."

Yi Huai knew that this man belonged to him.