The villain boss stole the boss

At four o'clock in the morning, Yin Yang tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

He couldn't figure out why Lu Yunfeng would treat him like that. In the boys' dormitory, straight guys joked with each other more exaggeratedly than girls imagined, but those words and actions didn't make people feel like joking. outside ideas.

Yin Yang has never disliked same-sex contact. He has read some related books, and he is probably a bisexual in the legend.

But Lu Yunfeng is the hero in Ba Zong's novel, so it's impossible to change his sexuality properly, right?

The hostess is still alive.

According to some records of the ancient Roman army, there were officers who were obviously not gay, but also liked to use rape as a means of punishing soldiers or subordinates who made mistakes, so as to show absolute control over the opponent's body.

Presumably this is the reason why Lu Yunfeng did this, he was just angry, because of this, he would not find a killer, and he had nowhere to vent his anger, so he used this method to insult himself and vent his anger.

But what if...he really likes me?

Yin Yang turned over, and the image of Lu Yunfeng carefully rubbing the medicinal oil appeared in his mind, and the breakfast table pretended not to care, but was actually paying attention to what food he took, and the several times in the car. end.

Several pictures intertwined back and forth in Yin Yang's mind, and finally stayed in the intertwining in the locker room.

Lu Yunfeng took the initiative everywhere, when he was unknowingly stripped naked, Lu Yunfeng didn't even mess up his tie knot.

Clothes beast!

Even if he likes me, I will never like him!

Yin Yang sat up from the bed angrily.

In addition to Lu Yunfeng's insomnia, it was also because Yin Yang had a deep fear of large-scale celebrations similar to the annual meeting. The next day, it was announced that the entire Asian branch would be cut across the board and all employees would be fired.

Although he was not under the pressure of housing loans to support his family at that time, seeing the grief and indignation of more than 6000 colleagues for several days was enough for his memory to associate the "annual meeting" with "nothing good will happen afterwards".

Yin Yang sighed, since he can't fall asleep, don't waste time re-establishing a relationship with the bed, it's better to get up and work.

There are still some files that are not processed.

Turn on the computer, browse through the news habitually, and suddenly found that Lu Yunfeng was on the trending search.

#Charity materials warehouse was burned real murderer Lu Yunfeng#

#Charitable foundation leads the wolf into the house#

#LUYUNFENGLUYAQING#

Randomly clicked on an ironclad piece of evidence: the chat records between Lu Yunfeng and Lu Yaqing, explaining in detail how they colluded internally and externally, and sold clothes that should have been distributed to impoverished mountain villages to West Africa.

There are customs declaration forms and freight bills, which look decent.

It would be even better if the "diamond pattern" is not marked as "masonry pattern" on the customs declaration form.

Click on another one: the English chat records between Lu Yunfeng and the international top killer "Langya", which restores in detail the whole process of how Lu Yunfeng transferred money to the top killer through WeChat.

It would be more realistic if their greetings didn't start with "Howareyou" "Fine, thankyou.Andyou".

Yin Yang carefully turned two pages and clicked the fork.

Subconsciously, he wanted to call Lu Yunfeng and tell him to get up and look at the attacks on him on the Internet. Before dawn and most netizens hadn't woken up, he quickly removed hot searches and prepared drafts.

His finger was already on the dial button, and he thought for a second: I am not related to him, so let him die.The public relations and media department of the Lu Corporation is not just for nothing, so there is no need to worry about him.

Half an hour later, after reading the year-end summaries of the two departments, Yin Yang's hand unknowingly clicked the refresh page of the webpage again.

At this time, all the hot searches have been removed, and the news that has just been swiped can only be found in the corner.

Yin Yang nodded expressionlessly.

As expected, Lu's public relations department is already at work. Fortunately, he didn't make that nosy phone call just now, so as not to give him an excuse, and he still doesn't know how to organize himself by then.

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Early in the morning, when Yin Yang stepped into the office, he received an anonymous courier document bag with copper coins painted on it.

The little assistant was very nervous: "Mr. Yin, do you want to call 'Hong Huo' to do a security check?"

Yin Yang smiled and shook his head. He opened the courier, and there were only a few small advertisements inside. He completely disassembled the courier paper bag, and the original white paper was blank with nothing.

"It's really prudent."

I found a lighter on the table, and after the flame ignited the paper bag a few times, a large line of characters appeared: Daheng Port-Banagan Port.

Daheng Port is the largest port in this province, and it conducts ocean transportation all the year round.

Bannagan Port is a large port in West Africa, and it was built with the assistance of the Lu Group.

He called his assistant and asked her to check the numbers of all the ships departing from Daheng Port to Bannagan Port within one year, as well as the type, quantity and name of the consignee of the goods.

After he was free, Yin Yang went to browse the webpage again, and as expected, removing hot searches and deleting posts alone was not enough to suppress such a big movement of the charity warehouse being burned, but it would make the onlookers believe that this is the truth: no Guilty what do you delete?

Originally, Yin Yang was still watching with the attitude of watching a play, but slowly, some comments began to favor Yin's group.

According to Yin Yang's many years of experience as a melon-eating crowd, it was soon found out that those posts that included Yin's group were all sent by a person named Paparazzi.

He also distributed a large number of photos: Lu Yunfeng and Yin Yang stood at the press conference, and they were in the same car.

The most recent photo was of Lu Yunfeng walking into Yin Yang's exclusive locker room alone in the dark during the annual meeting yesterday.

The interlaced light and shadow set off the atmosphere of "secretly communicating the music and plotting against the law" very well.

"Standard burglary picking flowers is dirty." Yin Yang snorted coldly.

Paparazzi Wei is a man with great powers. Not only can he get so many photos, but he also has a considerable amount of trolls to repost and comment, and he immediately brought the rhythm up.

Yin Yang had no idea about this "paparazzi", so he asked the PR manager.

"Paparazzi! I know." The public relations manager obviously didn't have a good impression of this person. When he pronounced his name, he almost wanted to bite this person to death.

"Relying on his wide network and many channels, he often secretly takes photos of various famous people, whoever is popular, takes pictures, borrows, edits, stitches, and does everything possible, and then extorts money from various companies."

"Get this done." Yin Yang pointed to the attack on Yin's group and those photos.

The public relations manager immediately took action to encircle and suppress the old enemy.

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When He Yun notified that Yin Yang was at the door, Lu Yunfeng couldn't believe his ears. Surprise flashed across his face, and within a second, he disappeared without a trace. s face.

"I never thought Mr. Yin would dare to come to my place. Aren't you afraid that I will eat you up?" Lu Yunfeng pointed out.

Yin Yang did not answer: "Mr. Lu, please check the email I just sent you."

The content of the email is all the freight records from Daheng Port to Bannagan Port within one year, among which there are dozens of ships whose sender is very eye-catching: Rongchang Import and Export Trading Company.

The boss of this company is Lu Yunfeng's second uncle, Lu Qian.

"He has such a big business?" Lu Yunfeng also showed a serious attitude.

All businesses in West Africa are dispatched by the mining companies under the Lu Group, because it is not only an economic issue, but also a political issue, and it is absolutely impossible for Rongchang to have a hand.

"He Yun, find out about this matter."

"Yes."

The capable female assistant led the way.

Yin Yang got up to say goodbye, the door just opened a crack, suddenly a strong arm stretched out from behind, closed the door, at the same time the other hand wrapped around Yin Yang's shoulder, forcing him to turn around.

"You want to leave now?" Lu Yunfeng looked at Yin Yang's light amber eyes, which were very calm, without any panic.

"President Lu, what advice do you have?"

"I suspect that you are a robot with no heart. You walked so heartlessly yesterday, but today you appear in front of me as if nothing happened."

Yin Yang showed a somewhat puzzled expression: "If I hadn't been involved in this matter, of course I wouldn't have appeared in front of you. I thought Mr. Lu had clear grievances and grievances, and knew when to unanimously speak out. Besides, I don't owe Mr. Lu anything. .”

He took two steps to the side to distance himself from Lu Yunfeng.

"Did Mr. Lu forget that when I was in danger at Zunjue's back door that day, how did Mr. Lu "help each other"? For that piece of land, Mr. Lu can ignore my life or death, of course not. The question is, I'm not very familiar with Mr. Lu. So, I was just joking, Mr. Lu took it seriously, shouldn't Mr. Lu be fully responsible for it?

What's more, yesterday, I already let Mr. Lu have a good time, so Mr. Lu should be satisfied. "

"Enjoy yourself?" Lu Yunfeng's voice was even more dangerous. "Is Mr. Yin misunderstood the word 'Enjoy yourself'? I think it is necessary to explain it to Mr. Yin personally."

Yin Yang moved the bones and joints of his shoulders and back: "Okay, today I will definitely not let Mr. Lu just apply some bruises and finish the job."

When the atmosphere was tense, Lu Yunfeng's cell phone rang.

Caller: Grandma.

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Pluto1;

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: 2 small trucks; 1 Pluto;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: one bottle of ghost, ronin, and Jiang Feng;