On the first day of work, Nan Xiaonan really felt what it means to be busy without touching the floor. He had a desk full of unshredded documents, which really made people worried. After finally sitting down, he lowered his head and stuffed the documents into the shredder and returned.
I glanced over and saw Xu Chengze doing nothing there, and suddenly I began to wonder if it was because of different departments.
Since it was her first day at work, Nan Xiaonan, who had never had much sense of work, was late for ordering takeout. Lunch time was only one hour, so she anxiously took her lunch and went to Feng Yi's office. Feng Yi seemed to have finished processing the files and was browsing the computer.
After seeing Nan Xiaonan, he pointed to the phone: "I sent you a message."
Nan Xiaonan put down the takeout and then saw the message Feng Yi sent him, saying that he didn't have to come if he was too busy. Nan Xiaonan really didn't see it.
"It was an accident today. I just found out that there is a staff restaurant on the second floor. I took a look while waiting for the meal. There are many delicious things in it." Nan Xiaonan placed the takeaway she ordered on Fengyi's table.
"Next time, I'll just go downstairs and buy it and then bring it up. Eat it quickly. I'm about to go to work and it's too late."
Nan Xiaonan devoured the food at the table, and Feng Yi poured him a glass of water. He couldn't help but want to laugh a little. He also wondered if Nan Xiaonan had some resistance because of the relationship between superiors and subordinates. Now it seems that it is.
He thinks too much.
"I'm leaving!" After finishing her meal, Nan Xiaonan turned around and ran away without even clearing the bowls and chopsticks. Feng Yi looked at the cleanly eaten lunch boxes on the table and remembered that Nan Xiaonan was eating very quickly.
The speed is really dumbfounding. He doesn't squeeze his employees to this extent, right?
It's just that Nan Xiaonan is really spoiled by her family. She has to remember to put away the food after eating?
The secretary who came in to clean up was confused and smelled the smell of food in the air. Today...did Feng Yi eat in the office?
There are actually two boxes in the trash can. Have you eaten two portions?
For several consecutive days at work, Nan Xiaonan was basically busy and never touched the ground. It seemed that it was because he could always get a complete reply when he went to see Mr. Feng, and the fact that he did not have to communicate in person became known to everyone.
Time and time again, people came to ask him to deliver documents. As a result, Nan Xiaonan's meetings with Feng Yi suddenly increased. However, there was also a small problem. Nan Xiaonan looked very tired after returning to the room every day.
, Nan Xiaonan's physical strength has always been very good, but when this happens, Brother Nan's brother begins to wonder if Nan Xiaonan is being bullied in the company.
Nan Heming, who suddenly felt suspicious, took the initiative to call Feng Yi and asked for an inspection. Feng Yi agreed after thinking about it. Nan Heming, who secretly went to the company, discovered that everyone in the company regarded Nan Xiaonan as an errand boy.
But no one bullied him.
Nan Heming looked at Nan Xiaonan's busy back, and suddenly felt a little sour in his heart. The child he had always held in his hands was now being bossed around. It was not a good feeling at all.
"What's wrong?" Feng Yi rarely gets along safely with Nan Heming.
"He did very well." Nan Heming leaned on the sofa in Feng Yi's office, with his long hair hanging down. "He learns everything very quickly except studying."
Feng Yi couldn't help but smile: "Xiao Nan is a very interesting child. I have always liked him."
"You like him very much?" Nan Heming suddenly approached Feng Yi, put his hand on the desk, and hooked Feng Yi's chin with his index finger, "How much do you like him?"
Nan Heming's actions didn't make Feng Yi feel too much. Nan Heming was good-looking, no doubt, but it didn't make him feel too different because he was too gorgeous compared to others.
, Feng Yi even thought in his mind, what kind of reaction he would have if Nan Xiaonan did this action.
"Feng Yi, I have never liked you. As for the reason, you will never know it in this life." Because Feng Yi's complete contempt for him in his previous life actually stimulated the arrogant Nan Heming.
"But now that you have chosen to be good to Xiaonan, then at least you have to be good to him wholeheartedly."
Since Feng Yi in his previous life had nostalgia and guilt for Nan Xiaonan, the middle-aged Feng Yi is no longer someone that ordinary people can touch, but he can push away everyone and go to Nan Xiaonan's grave alone to pay their respects. The importance of this cannot be overemphasized.
Metaphor.
"He is a very important friend of mine." Feng Yi didn't say it clearly, but everyone knew what he meant.
"Of course I believe that Feng Yi can keep his word, but there is one thing that I am not satisfied with now." Nan Heming looked directly into Feng Yi's eyes. He has always been sensitive to people's feelings, even Feng Yi
He will not be unaware. Coupled with the experience accumulated in two lives, Feng Yi's expression when mentioning Nan Xiaonan cannot be simply ignored, "Do you have other feelings for Xiaonan?"
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"You seem to be very sensitive to this aspect?" Feng Yi put his hands on his abdomen and leaned casually on the chair, "I have always heard that the second young master of the Nan family is very knowledgeable in emotions. You can definitely tell me that I am mentioning
When you arrived at Xiaonan, what kind of feelings did you have for him?"
Nan Heming's body stiffened slightly. Of course he could tell the other party with certainty, yes.
What he saw in Feng Yi's eyes was the undisguised emotion.
That was an emotion he had seen in the eyes of many men and women.
But Nan Heming couldn't tell him directly. His instinct told him that if he said it so easily now, things would develop in an unpredictable direction.
"Xiao Nan is a freshman in high school this year." Nan Heming suddenly said, "High school will get busier and busier. He is just working part-time for fun. Don't take it too seriously. If you feel that his salary does not match his working hours,
Then I will pay you his salary."
He specifically reminded Nan Xiaonan's age, hoping that Feng Yi could recognize the age gap between them. This was not something that could be overcome easily. Feng Yi was ten years older than Nan Xiaonan, and so much could happen in ten years of life.
There are many things, and no one knows how they will change in the future.
"Then can I ask a question?" Feng Yi said.
"What?"
"How can you be so sure that you will treat Xiaonan the same way in the future as you do now?"
"We are brothers, connected by blood, and supporting each other is an instinct engraved in our bones."
Nan Heming's answer was not unexpected, on the contrary, it was very appropriate, but...
"Your determination really confuses me. After all, people always have all kinds of confusion when facing the future. Even I can't control the development of the future, but you and Nan Qinse are completely different.
"Feng Yi's eyes were like hunting eagles, staring at Nan Heming's every move, "It's like you...predicted the future."
Nan Heming was shocked, let go of his hand, and frowned.
"What do you think is the probability of predicting the future?" Nan Heming said vaguely.
It's like this again, with impeccable expressions. When Feng Yi came into contact with the pair of brothers named Nan, the biggest feeling was the difference. The difference between Nan Xiaonan and Nan Xiaonan. There seemed to be some particularly complicated things in the two of them that could not be understood.
The things described accurately are among them, and they seem to be hiding some huge secret.
There are all kinds of secrets hidden in people's lives in this world. Since it is a secret, you should not pry. Once you pry carefully and look at the things inside, you may not be able to get out. No one can guarantee that once you learn this
Will secrets set you on fire?
Feng Yi had always just turned a blind eye, but now he had different thoughts.
He wants to know.
Wanting to know what Nan Qinse and Nan Heming were secretly hiding, his intuition told him that this matter must have a lot to do with Nan Xiaonan.
"As long as it happens, it's 100 percent."
Nan Heming had always known that Feng Yi was sensitive, but they didn't know that he had already suspected them.
This man's sensitivity is truly astonishing.
The phone on the table rang, and Feng Yi answered it: "Okay...it's Xiaonan, do you want to stay here?"
"I'll go next door." Nan Heming turned around and entered the cubicle on the side. If Nan Xiaonan knew that he secretly came to see him, he would definitely be angry.
He didn't want to make Xiaonan angry, just let Nan Qinse do what made Xiaonan angry.
But... I'm very glad that Nan Xiaonan's appearance interrupted their conversation.
"Ask them to have a meeting." Feng Yi looked at the pile of documents in Nan Xiaonan's hand, "You go and notify the department managers of each department... No, forget it, leave this here, I will directly get it from the company
Group messaging.”
"What's wrong?" Nan Xiaonan asked confused.
"Maybe I've given you a taste of the sweetness after giving it a few times. How can I explain it clearly with just a few words without even seeing my face? Since the subordinates are slacking off at work, the superiors have to hammer on me."
Nan Xiaonan turned around and walked away in a daze, and then Nan Heming came out: "Did you do it for me?"
"Although I like Xiaonan to come to my place, I don't like my subordinates to slack off in their work." Feng Yi knocked on the table, "Are you going to stay? Or are you going back?"
"You don't need to worry about me." Nan Heming turned and left, waving his hand, "Don't worry, I'm not a commercial spy."
Even if it is, it doesn't matter, he doesn't think that the company's things can be stolen easily.
Even if it was really stolen, I still have to thank him for helping him discover the bug in the company.
Nan Heming walked in the company, not caring about the curious eyes of the people next to him. He only calmed down a lot when he was near Nan Xiaonan.
"Why can you always go to Feng Yi's office?" A slightly familiar voice came, and Nan Heming leaned against the wall.