An hour ago.

Xiao Ye hurried into the office building where Shen Xin entertainment was located and came to the 30th floor.

Out of the elevator, the corridor is quiet, and only the corridor lamp is still alone illuminating the empty office area.

It's more than 8 p.m. and all the employees of the company are off duty.

Xiao Ye sighed and walked to Yang Jiaxin's office.

Today was originally his rotation. Yang Jiaxin has four life assistants. In principle, two people take turns for one day.

However, the actual working hours of the four people all depend on Yang Jiaxin's mood.

Xiao Ye, for example, has the most working hours among the four people.

Because Yang Jiaxin calls him almost every day, Xiao Ye's rotation is almost in vain.

Moreover, Yang Jiaxin likes to let him serve himself alone. Xiao Ye's workload can be said to be increasing day by day, while the other three are leisurely, basically playing to earn wages.

But Xiao Ye was puzzled that the other three people not only didn't appreciate him at all, but also were hostile to him.

But for Xiao Ye, the important thing is that the salary of this job is really good. If you bear it, you can earn money, which is better than letting the uncles in the village continue to collect living expenses for themselves.

And he can save a lot of money and pay back all the money he owed his uncles.

Even in the near future, they may be able to take their parents to live in Kyoto and let them have a look at this prosperous world.

Therefore, even though he was having dinner just now, he rushed to Shenxin company for the first time after receiving a call from Yang Jiaxin.

Along the quiet corridor, came to Yang Jiaxin's office, Xiao Ye gently knocked on the door.

"Sister Yang, I'm Xiao Ye."

"Come in."

Liu Feng's voice came from inside. Xiao Ye pushed the door in. Liu Feng was the only one in the luxurious office, and Yang Jiaxin was not there.

"She's talking upstairs. You wait here."

Liu Feng was looking at his mobile phone, glanced at Xiao Ye, said something at will, and ignored him.

Xiao Ye sat down on the sofa and was a little restrained. Shen Xin company pays attention to his qualifications. A new assistant like him is not qualified to enter the artist's office.

Moreover, somehow, he always felt that Liu Feng's tone seemed a little strange when he said "Yang Jiaxin is talking about things upstairs".

The 31st floor is the office of the company boss Chen Qiao and the secretary.

Why is Yang Jiaxin still in President Chen's office so late?

What the hell are you talking about?

Dry sitting a little boring, Xiao Ye suddenly remembered some rumors.

It is said that President Chen's office is the most luxurious place in the company. It is not only equipped with perfect office facilities, but also equipped with a kitchen and two bedrooms, where you can cook and sleep. Therefore, President Chen often lives in the company without going home.

Xiao ye heard that someone saw a beautiful female secretary come out of President Chen's office early in the morning

Of course, almost every company has rumors of bosses and female secretaries. Xiao Ye just listened to them and didn't think about them deeply.

At this time, I was subconsciously curious to hear that Yang Jiaxin was still in general manager Chen's office so late.

But looking at Liu Feng's unusually cold expression, he suppressed the impulse to ask.

After sitting in silence for half an hour, Yang Jiaxin finally came back.

Today, she is wearing silk stockings and a short skirt, and a tight blue thin sweater on her upper body, highlighting her plump figure. Her curly long hair seems to have been specially decorated and looks very neat.

The makeup on the face is very delicate, as if it had just materialized.

Xiao Ye has worked in the entertainment company for more than half a year and still has a certain understanding of the makeup of female stars, so she can see at a glance that Yang Jiaxin has just made up her makeup.

Didn't she go to general manager Chen's office to talk about things?

How can it affect the makeup?

"Are we done?"

Liu Feng stood up and asked.

When Yang Jiaxin saw Xiao Ye, her slightly turbid peach blossom eyes lit up slightly, but she didn't speak to him. She nodded to Liu Feng, a little tired and said:

"Let's go."

Then he took out the car key from his bag and threw it to Xiao Ye, saying, "take me home."

Xiao Ye quickly catches the thrown car key. Liu Feng suddenly says to Xiao Ye:

"You go down and start the car until we get down."

Xiao Ye nodded. Knowing that Liu Feng didn't want him to hear something, he turned and walked to the door of the office.

"Wait."

Yang Jiaxin called Xiao Ye.

"I'm tired and don't want to walk. Carry me down."

She waved to Xiao Ye. Xiao Ye was stunned. Yang Jiaxin said impatiently:

"Deaf?"

Xiao Ye had no choice but to walk over and squat down.

Seeing that he was obedient, Yang Jiaxin smiled at the corners of her mouth and lay on Xiao Ye's back.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, she put her arms around Xiao Ye's neck and her chest was tightly close to Xiao Ye's back.

Xiao Ye's body was stiff for a moment. He could obviously feel some easily imaginative things pressing on his back.

For many men, it is undoubtedly a dream to have such close contact with Michelle Yang.

However, Xiao Ye didn't feel like her heart was beating faster, but frowned.

Yang Jiaxin smelled too much smoke.

And it's not the kind of women's cigarette She often smokes, but the smell of men's cigarettes.

"Be careful to be photographed, the impact is not good."

Liu Feng's face was also a little ugly and couldn't help reminding him.

"Let's go."

Yang Jiaxin ignored Liu Feng. Instead, she hugged Xiao Ye more closely, even lying on Xiao Ye's shoulder and ordered.

Xiao Ye endured the odour of odour after mixing the smoke and perfume, lifted his feet out of the office, passed the corridor and entered the lift.

Seeing this, Liu Feng had to follow helplessly. He wanted to talk several times on the road, but he had to hold back when he saw Xiao Ye, who was in the way.

Yang Jiaxin saw Liu Feng's expression and suddenly said:

"I know what you want to ask... Tianhai company will not exist next year."

Liu Feng was stunned and then asked, "have Feng Zheng talked with President Chen?"

Feng Zheng, the waste boss of Tianhai company, has been quietly talking about the acquisition with Chen Qiao, the boss of Shenxin recently in order to pay off gambling debts.

Liu Feng knew before that there were still differences on the purchase price between the two sides.

"Yes, Feng Zheng is no longer qualified to bargain. He agreed to all the conditions of President Chen."

Yang Jiaxin didn't even lift her head, so she lay on Xiao Ye's shoulder, lazily.

"Including asking him to renew his contract with Lin Yao?"

Liu Feng asked as soon as his eyes lit up.

"Of course, a potential singer like Lin Yao must be retained, otherwise what's the significance of acquiring Tianhai?"

Yang Jiaxin put her arms around Xiao Ye's neck and gave a comfortable hum, as if she thought of something interesting. She couldn't help giggling:

"Just now, President Chen has promised me that after the acquisition of Tianhai, he will 'treat' Lin Yao well, cluck."

Liu Feng showed a happy face, "in this way, you have less a potential threat."

Yang Jiaxin glanced at him and sneered:

"I'm famous in the circle. I'm willing to help my younger generation. How can I treat a little girl as a threat? When sister Lin Yao becomes a colleague, I will treat her as my own sister, cluck. "

Charming and harsh laughter echoed in the dark corrido