january love

Nineteen

Favoritism

So Duanmulian arrived home in the leader's car, and the other party followed him into the house logically. Duanmulian changed his clothes and was packing up the usual things. Ye Qing looked at his room, it was very empty and plain, basically One bed, one table, one sofa, some books were placed on the bookshelf, and a space was swept out to put a computer in the middle of the table full of documents, like a leased house.

After all, he only lived in Ye Qing's place for a month, so he didn't need to bring anything, because he had to go to work later and the other party was waiting by the side, Duan Mulian hurriedly searched for things that needed to be changed, and accidentally knocked over the box where the socks were placed , The things inside were scattered all over the place and there was no time to pick them up, so I stuffed the needed items into the bag and packed them.

"Mr. Ye, I've packed it up, that... Please wait a moment and I'll go downstairs and talk to my dad."

"So fast?" Ye Qing turned around and looked at him in a formal suit with a backpack on his back, a little amused.

Ye Qing was also about to go downstairs to say hello to Duanmuyuan. The middle-aged man listened to Duanmulian's faltering explanation, and his expression became more and more ugly. When he saw him coming down, he immediately bowed down and said hello to Duanmuyuan. Put a hundred hearts on it.

"Mr. Duanmu is serious. Ye Zhoumei editor is very thirsty for talents, and it is precisely because of the lack of talents like your son."

"Where is there, my son's blunt tongue has caused you trouble, it is my honor that Mr. Ye is willing to condescend, but... is there anything that needs to be done away from home for a month?"

"Don't worry, your son is also an art editor and illustrator in Yezhou. There is a newly built studio at my house, which can be used. Besides, during the one-month contract period, Mr. Duanmu can also provide two jobs with Mr. Duanmu's ability. This company can add an optimistic income, and can also develop the ability of commercial illustration. Now the market is short of people. If it weren't for your face, I would dig the wall immediately. All in all, I promise to take care of people Zhou Zhouquanquan, can't treat you badly."

Ye Qing's nonsense was exactly what the other party wanted, and the middle-aged man quickly nodded in convincing, praising the other party for his vision. He also knew that Ye Zhou's illustrators who wanted to sign a contract were lined up and looked forward to it. He didn't expect his son to be so Great skill, not to mention being favored by the big boss after getting someone else's project, I can't help feeling proud, and I don't care about Duanmulian's sneaky painting.

Duanmu Lian was stunned for a while listening, Ye Qing still had the look of being proud of the world, his mouth was tight and he teamed up with him to lie to his father, but the man seemed to find a very good person for him to paint. On a good step, just a few words changed Duanmuyuan's opinion. He could understand the other party's mind better than a son like him.

Duanmu Lian sat on the sidelines bored and listened to the two of them doing Tai Chi, Ye Qing always remembered that he had to go to work later, and dragged his own people away from Duanmu, who was coaxed into a red-faced enthusiasm waved them off, politely asked Ye Qing to come back when he was free.

Duanmulian thanked Ye Qing, his father scolded him for this matter, beat him and humiliated him for more than ten years, he knew that his father didn't agree on the surface but was really coaxed to faint by Ye Qing, seeing him open the car door for Ye Qing himself I knew that I was making wishful thinking in my heart, and I was a businessman after all.

Duanmulian sat in the car and looked at the time. It was 08:30, half an hour before work. "What does Mr. Ye usually have for breakfast?"

"I usually sleep until I wake up naturally, and then go straight to lunch."

"...I'm sorry to bother you." Duanmulian didn't know what to say, and after a little self-blame, he was discouraged. It wasn't because he disturbed the other party to skip work, but because this man had done too much for himself at once. I can't bear it, I'm afraid I can't pay it back.

"I said, I will take care of you. I promised you and your father, understand?"

"It's not good, I..."

He always remembers the contracted relationship, he voluntarily throws himself into his arms, even if he doesn't understand love and love, he understands that Ye Qing is special, he just wants to rely on this comfortable harbor, and doesn't ask for it Do something for yourself.Whether it's a month or a day, I can't help but approach the direction where he is, but this person puts down his body to please him, the turbulent emotion surges, and the man treats him so well that he is too flattered to digest it.

"Don't think too much, you're worth it." Ye Qing was sure that he was fighting against some inexplicable idea again, he understood Duanmulian's character that he was entangled to death but didn't want to trouble others, so he patted his head with one hand .

Duanmulian looked down at the ten fingers he was clasping, not sure if he was really worth it.

Duanmulian didn't speak, Ye Qingtai was too good at observing words and prescribing the right medicine, these six words immediately coaxed his temper away, the symptoms subsided temporarily, but the root was still there.

The two went to the company cafeteria to have breakfast casually. Along the way, the employees walked around the leader who was drinking soy milk from a coffee cup with a complicated expression. Occasionally, a few people greeted him with stiff expressions and forced smiles.

Duan Mulian was helpless, who told him to disturb the sleeping time of this star who never got up early, and attracted the attention of the people who didn't know the truth.

The two returned to the office and turned on the computer to do their own work. Ye Qing still had that paralyzed face and calmly prepared for the day's work. He read the report sent by the secretary and occasionally made some small corrections, as if completely ignoring the outside world. Putting it into it, Duanmulian bit the pen and admired his speed of entering the state. If it was him, considering Ye Qing was beside him, it would be difficult to concentrate.

Open the half-written plan yesterday and continue to type on the keyboard, roughly arranging the handover between the two companies, because my work has improved a lot with the help of Ye Zhou's editors, and I can leave a lot of time for the printing factory.

Thinking of this, Duanmulian decided to check the progress of the editorial department. Ye Zhou's editors were almost all little sisters, or a group of old aunts who dressed up like little sisters. Who would have thought that before seeing them today, they would hear the incomparably wretched laughter of a gossiping female voice inciting the curious emotions of the people around them.

"Hey, let me tell you, you all know about Ye Lao bringing that kid from the Duanmu Group to work today."

"Oh, yes, yes, yes, they are still eating breakfast together. It's the first time I've seen the boss eating in the company after staying here for so long."

"I still brought people here, tsk tsk."

"Our boss is really good at undercutting the wall, so he has a good face."

"Recently, there is joy in the top."

"Ye Lao still arranges him in his office, who will eavesdrop some other day?"

"Hey, the picture is full of sense."

"I didn't expect the boss to be so good at it, pure emotion control."

The corners of Duanmulian's mouth twitched more and more as he listened, and these little girls were polite to him on the surface, and they started to lust in private... Before he could escape a few steps, he heard the girls behind him collectively utter [Oh yo], which shocked him so much that his brain hurts , There was a chill behind my back and I ran back to the office with a guilty conscience.

Ye Qing raised his head to see that he was holding back something, with a question mark on his face, Duan Mulian walked to Ye Qing's desk, coy and coy for a long time, with a stiff expression, he poked his fingers and said tentatively.

"Ye Qing, do you think our influence is not good?"

"I'm still quite happy to be the one to gossip with you." Ye Qing too well understands the virtues of the girls in the editorial department, he did it on purpose, as if this way he can get more real feelings of being in a relationship, like a sensationalist show of affection, very cool .

"Indecent..."

"Why are you so shy? Believe it or not, I'll go out and kiss you to make this relationship solid."

"You...don't mess around, it will be very troublesome to be discovered."

"The way you look makes me want to fuck/you in the office."

"Down/flow...!"

"The new employee has a terrible temper, it seems that I need to show you some color." Ye Qing made a gesture for him to come over.

With a guilty conscience, Duanmulian hesitated for a while and decided to listen to the leader, and walked around behind the desk to stand next to him.

Ye Qing was satisfied with Duanmulian's well-behaved, and then held his face and kissed him. It was a light kiss, the tip of the tongue didn't touch deeply, but simply enjoying the caress of his lips. The smell of coffee in Ye Qing's mouth slowly spread. Curl away.

When Ye Qing caressed Duanmulian's waist, the latter was startled vigilantly, and hurriedly ended the shallow kiss. He didn't forget that this is the office, so he quickly stopped the loss before the man came into heat.

Ye Qing wasn't annoyed either, he didn't intend to come for real, he reached out and carried a courier box from under the desk, looked at the dazed Duanmulian, and opened it in front of him.

Really give him some color, a large box of colorful toothpaste paint, as well as brushes and brushes of various numbers are neatly arranged in a row.

Duanmulian felt helpless in his heart that it was really treacherous for this person to use the same method to win his heart twice, but he was so particular about it.

However, he has received too much of Ye Qing's kindness, this harbor gave him shelter from the wind and rain and gave him warmth.

Seeing his troubled expression, Ye Qing understood this guy's mentality of being strong, so he opened the drawer and took out an agreement.

"This is a labor contract signed by an illustrator, can Mr. Duanmu show his face?"

"?!"

"Since I made a promise with your father, there is no reason to break my promise."