Chapter 8 The eldest son of the boss!(1/2)
The next day, Liang Xishi had just started work in the morning and saw Jiang Yan's resentful face.
He calmly put down his bag and said hello: "Good morning, boss."
Jiang Yan stared at him fiercely and said nothing.
"Mr. Jiang, why do you think of me like this?" Liang Xishi smiled politely: "You must have misunderstood me. When I report to Director Jiang, it is impossible to add any subjective emotional colors."
How could Jiang Yan not know this, but this did not prevent him from being very annoyed.
Yesterday the two plates strongly hit his self-esteem, making him feel clearly that his family position is in danger, and even more so that he knows-
My elder brother doesn’t eat onions and garlic.
...Wait, why does it seem like something is wrong?
Jiang Yan pulled his thoughts back from his elder brother, and also looked stern, saying calmly: "It's okay, I'm not angry."
Liang Xishi had no flaws: "If you cause unexpected trouble, I apologize to you in advance."
"It's okay." Jiang Yan calculated with his fingers. It's been two weeks since Jingshi was almost here. He smiled faintly: "Because of some connections, don't be happy when Jingshi comes later, so I can only trouble you."
Liang Xishi was slightly stunned: "Mr. Jingshi seems to have not made an appointment today?"
Jiang Yan Yun Danfeng said lightly: "He will come."
Liang Xishi heard the infinite hidden sadness and love from this relaxed sentence, but he looked at Mr. Jiang with pity and comforted him: "Some people are not worth it..."
"There is no better father than his son." Jiang Yan finished speaking, turned his head and said in confusion: "What did you say just now?"
Liang Xishi: "..."
Let you talk too much!
While talking, Bele came with coffee again. In the past few days, he had taken two jobs as secretary and assistant, and all of them were in order.
"Boss." Bie Le said: "You said a few days ago that you don't want to drink isatis root. I tried a new flavor of coffee, and you can drink it."
Liang Xishi looked coldly on the side. No matter how he looked, he felt that he was happy and shy and disliked. He found that Jiang Yan obviously paused and his Adam's apple rolled.
What's wrong with this?
Don't be happy to see him not taking it, he hesitated and said, "Has I been doing a bad job before? Yes, I'm sorry..."
"No, no, you did a good job." Jiang Yan interrupted him and gave him no hesitation to encourage him: "But Manager Liang had heard that you had a great skill in making coffee and had always wanted to try it. It seems that he is really blessed today."
Liang Xishi, who was suddenly called, said: "What..."
He had a bad premonition.
The simple and kind-hearted Bo Le was without doubt. He was praised so much that his ears turned red. He turned around and said, "Thank you, Manager Liang. Actually, I am just a novice, so I don't need to praise you like this."
After saying that, he carefully held the coffee, raised it, and delivered it to Liang Xishi.
Liang Xishi looked at the cup of coffee that was handed over by Bele, and his scalp was a little numb.
But bathed in the look of expectation of Belle, he finally took the coffee cup with the bear pattern printed on it and drank it all in one go.
Bele opened his round eyes and asked, "How is it?"
Liang Xishi: "..."
I can only say that I am a loyal subordinate brought out by Jiang Yan, and I almost sent others away after this cup.
"No, not bad." He swallowed with difficulty, pulled out a pale smile, and said tactfully: "But there is still room for improvement."
The corners of Bele's drooping mouth slightly raised upwards, and he left with a cup in a good mood.
Jiang Yan came over, patted his shoulder, and said with great enthusiasm, "We must work hard today," and then happily entered the office, leaving him alone standing alone, savoring the sourness and pleasure of the explosion of the spirit cap.
Liang Xishi finally felt it in a daze.
Mr. Jiang, it’s not easy to mess with.
Jiang Yan was indeed surprised that Jing Ru Shen. Before half past the morning, Jing Shi rushed into the company building with sunglasses and masks.
Beile had been called out by Jiang Yan to run errands long ago, and no one in the company dared to stop him. He walked to the office with a gloomy face before he was stopped by Liang Xishi.
"Who are you?" Jing Shi arrogantly put his sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, looked at him several times, and said impatiently between his eyebrows: "New? Do you know who I am?"
"I know." Liang Xishi said: "You are Mr. Jingshi."
To be honest, he could understand the mentality that other employees dare not stop. After all, Jing Shi is Mr. Jiang's little dear. If he loses his job when the attack occurs, it will be a loss; but he is different.
He wished Jiang Yan could fire him soon.
Jing Shi looked at the tall and thin man with a fake smile and his face became darker and darker, and repeated: "I'll say it again, I have something to do with Jiang Yan, so get out of the way."
"You don't seem to have made an appointment." Liang Xishi smiled politely and said, "Besides, Mr. Jiang is now dealing with affairs and is not seeing guests."
If he could understand the truth, Jingshi would not be called Jingshi. He twitched and his eyebrows tightened: "What business can he have to deal with?! Where did you come from?"
Liang Xishi bowed: "Mr. Jiang asked me to entertain you. If you have any important things, you can tell me."
After a disagreement, Jing Shi immediately turned into a roaring emperor: "Get out!"
Liang Xishi: "..."
Although he didn't want to attack personally, Jiang Yan's eyes could not even look at cataracts for ten years.
He could communicate well with normal people, but he really had nothing to say with the monkey and suddenly felt a little aphasia.
At this moment, Jiang Yan's voice came from the office behind him: "Let him come in."
Jing Shi glared at Liang Xishi fiercely, knocked his shoulder open, and walked in like a meteor-like strode.
Liang Xishi followed suit naturally.
Not only to inform Director Jiang, he also wanted to see what Jiang Yan would do.
Sure enough, as soon as he stepped into the office door, Jing Shi threw his sunglasses aside and said in a deep voice: "Jiang Yan, what do you mean?"
Jiang Yan sat upright on the president's chair and blew the tea leaves in the cup. His every move showed his slight domineering style: "Why can't I understand what you are saying?"
"Don't pretend to be garlic!" Jing Shi growled, "Why did you suddenly arrange so many jobs for me? Do you know how tired I am during this period??"
Liang Xishi stretched his neck and looked at it, almost laughing out loud.
Jing Shi's masculine face had two huge and black circles on his face, and his face was also salmony and yellow. He looked tired and almost fainted.
Jiang Yan was also surprised by this.
He asked the little assistant to help arrange Jingshi's working schedule, but he didn't expect that Bei Le was so honest. Jingshi became an old cucumber in two weeks.
He coughed and said, "It's just working."
"You want to take advantage of the problem, and I will accompany you, but insulting me in this way is too despicable." Jing Shi said angrily: "Stop all my variety shows and film and television resources. Do you think I will beg for mercy on you? Go and be your dream of spring and autumn!"
"Why do you think this way?" Jiang Yan covered his mouth exaggeratedly: "Didn't your fans ask me to treat it fairly? Other artists in the company have always had this itinerary. If you don't believe it, please ask yourself."
He was right. Although Jingshi's itinerary in the past two weeks has indeed died, it is normal for artists to have a small amount of exposure and work. Jingshi was used to being fed by resources before, so how could he adapt?
Jingshi was so angry that he felt so painful, and the disgust in his eyes was about to condense into reality: "I will never let anyone like you stay by your side."
When he said that, a low voice from Belle came from the door: "Boss, I bought it for you..."
As soon as Be Le entered the door, he saw Jingshi and Jiang Yan face each other. Jingshi's face was ferocious and the atmosphere was very tense. There was a sudden stand next to him watching a show.
He stood there with a large bag of isatis roots, dazed and stood there, a little unclear about the current situation: "Boss, what's wrong?"
Hearing his voice, Jing Shi's expression changed and he said affectionately: "Lele..."
When Jiang Yan heard his scream, his heart skipped several times.
I guess he was not very happy. He felt a sense of unconcealed fear on his face, and he took a few more steps back to Jiangyan.
"Don't have fun," Jiang Yan said gently: "It's okay, you go out first."
"Don't go out!" Jing Shi cried and frowned, "Lele, I think you really have to consider resigning. Are you really not afraid of such a boss?"
Don’t be happy and confused: “Why are you afraid?”
"...Don't you understand yet!" Jing Shi's handsome face showed a trace of pain. He didn't want the simple and kind Bele to know the truth about such a dirty world, but in order to protect the person he loved, he had to say: "He made all kinds of dirty tricks to get me. I'm treating you... In short, it's not a coincidence that you are here. He treats you nicely on the surface, but in fact he doesn't know how to harm you behind your back!"
Jiang Yan: "..."
Liang Xishi: "..."
Don't have fun: "..."
The three of them watched the scene of the wealthy financial owners playing the scene of themselves in the middle of the office, and the three faces were equally speechless.
It's almost the same!
Jiang Yan was about to interrupt his performance when he heard Believe next to him. For the first time, he took the initiative to speak out: "Jingshi, please leave?"
It was the other three people's turn to be shocked.
Jingshi looked disbelief and said, "I'm for you..."
"Although I have known the boss for a short time, I know that the boss is a very good person." Bele's voice was not loud, but he was very firm. He rarely said such a long list of words: "I don't know anything else, but the boss is definitely not what you said. Please don't yell at him like this..."
Jiang Yan: "..."
He was so moved.
To be continued...