"Aren't you going to take the postgraduate entrance examination?"
Feng Xuan also put down his chopsticks, his face a little rosy after eating: "No more exams."
"Okay." Tang Yan smiled, his thin lips slightly hooked: "I will report to the company tomorrow."
Is it that simple?
Feng Xuan raised his eyebrows. Sure enough, there was someone who was easy to get things done. As far as he knew, it was not easy to get into the Tang family. It seemed that the teacher had a lot of face.[
The so-called pursed his lower lip, took a mouthful of meat, chewed it in his mouth, and began to fight vigorously with the bottom of the pot again.
In the middle of the meal, I don't know which manager from the hotel came in.
After seeing Tang Yan, he toasted with a glass of wine and told the waiter beside him: "There is no need to forget the cost of the meal for this table. Just keep an eye on it. If Mr. Tang wants anything, come up quickly."
Hearing this, Tang Yan just smiled and played with the glass in his hand, looking a little careless.
After finishing the meal, most of the ingredients went into Feng Xuan's stomach. After finishing the meal, he became a little lazy and yawned uncontrollably.
Tang Yan glanced sideways at him, with a slight smile appearing in his eyes.
Feng Xuan suddenly became cold: "Senior brother."
"Huh?" Tang Yan raised his eyebrows.
Feng Xuan pointed to his stretched out long legs and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "You're blocking my way."
Tang Yan stretched his legs back, and when Feng Xuan passed by him, he smiled meaningfully: "Junior brother, I look forward to your future performance in the company."
Feng Xuan stopped for a moment and suddenly felt that going to work at Tang's was not a good idea.
But things have come to this, and it would be too unrealistic not to go.
He raised his head, his eyebrows were cold, neither humble nor arrogant: "Thank you, senior brother, I will not let you down."
Tang Yan looked at him with a smile, lowered his body, and put his long arms behind Feng Xuan. His aura was full of aura, almost provocative.
Professor Ma, who had already walked out of the private room, turned back in confusion: "Tang Yan, after you pack up, send Xiaoxuan off."
Feng Xuan opened his mouth and was about to speak.
Tang Yan had already agreed and said in a deep voice, "Okay."
So, Professor Ma left first, leaving behind two men with the same outstanding appearance, but one was a little cold, while the other was calm and heroic, making passersby turn around.
After being fished out of the sea, the sky outside has darkened. Six or seven o'clock is when the roads in Beijing are the most congested, and the vehicles going back and forth are all honking their horns.[
Tang Yan's car model is quite ordinary, but the license plate number is extraordinary. It is dark-colored and placed in a row of cars. It is very low-key.
Along the way, Feng Xuan buried his face in his scarf from the cold. He held a cigarette between his fingers and took two puffs from time to time.
Tang Yan glanced at him and saw that the child was dressed too tightly, not to mention his collarbone, and even his face was wrapped in a scarf. It was a shame that he could still smoke in this condition.
A smile flashed across his eyes, and he patted the passenger seat next to him: "Get in the car, it's cold outside."
"Oh." Feng Xuan opened the car door and got in. After people came up, Tang Yan suddenly leaned over...
Being too close, Feng Xuan felt uncomfortable for a moment.
The other party didn't know what kind of perfume he used. It was light and heavy, with a refreshing mint flavor and residual cigarette aroma. It smelled very good, but the smell of aggression on this person was too strong, and it was a bit evil.
"Fasten your seat belt next time you get in the car." Tang Yan still had a smile in his narrow eyes, and his carved profile looked both hard and gentle, as if the evil charm just now was just an illusion.
Feng Xuan opened his scarf and nodded. The heating in the car made him feel lazy, and he didn't even bother to say anything.
Tang Yan didn't care. He raised his hand and looked at the time: "Where do you live?"
"The community behind Big B." The car seat was very soft and very comfortable to sit on. As he talked, Feng Xuan felt a little sleepy.
At first, he could persist, but the traffic jam was too long, and he closed his cold eyes as he waited.
Tang Yan looked at Feng Xuan's sleeping face quietly, and the smile on his lips became thicker.
I didn't expect that a person who is as cold as an ice sculpture on weekdays would be so soft and supple after falling asleep.
The thick eyelashes drooped down, creating shadows, the pale lips were slightly pursed, the bangs were a little messy, and the porcelain white face was filled with warmth, just like the prince described in the fairy tale.
Probably because the heating in the car was too high, Feng Xuan pulled on his coat because he was too hot, revealing the white sweater underneath.
Tang Yan's eyes followed his movements, and his eyes slid down his cheeks, sliding over the slightly bulging Adam's apple, the white neck, the delicate collarbone, and finally landed between the slender legs. He held the steering wheel with one hand and stretched out the other hand.
He came over, rubbed the other person's lips ambiguously with his calloused fingertips, and his eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses completely darkened...
My little junior brother, you have no self-consciousness as a gy, how can you just sleep in front of a man, haha...
Feng Xuan woke up after squinting for more than ten minutes. When he opened his eyes, the traffic outside had calmed down slightly. Tang Yan was wearing a Bluetooth headset and was whispering something: "I'm still on the road, business matters."
Leave the matter to Manager Shi, call the heads of each department, and go to the conference room in half an hour."
After finishing his words, he drew back his lines cleanly, his thin lips like a knife were pressed into a sharp straight line, and his side face looked a little more murderous than usual.
Feng Xuan didn't seem surprised that he would show such an expression, because in his heart, Tang Yan would never be a docile canine, no matter how polite he was in front of his teachers and classmates,
He couldn't hide the anger that occasionally came out of his eyes.
"Is there something wrong in the company?" Feng Xuan looked at him with clear eyes. Without waiting for Tang Yan's answer, he pointed to a place about five hundred meters ahead: "Brother, go ahead and do your work first. Just put me at the subway entrance."
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Tang Yan observed the busy traffic outside the car and did not insist. After all, in a place like Beijing, sometimes taking a car is not as fast as walking, let alone taking the subway. He put Feng Xuan down and looked in the rear mirror.
The back of the person who was thousands of miles away raised his thin lips upward, and without pausing for a moment, he drove along the road and into the traffic.
Feng Xuan didn't look back. The subway was still very crowded, with people standing next to each other, feet touching each other, and it was noisy.
He was holding on to the car handle, plugging headphones into his ears, looking down at his friends. He didn't receive many inexplicable comments and comments. When he opened it, he realized that someone on the forum was pinching him again.
Feng Xuan was not interested in this. After closing the comments, he started to update Weibo.
“We won’t be accepting new customers soon.”
These five words, which were originally ordinary words, actually caused a wave of heated discussions during this sensitive period.
[New Year Fan] Hey, someone finally feels ashamed and is ready to quit the industry?