beautiful boss

Chapter 8 The Handsome President and the Special Assistant

Jing Jing is not an only child, he has an older brother above him.

But because the age difference between the two is a little too much, and Jing Ao is a rare child with a high IQ, Jing Ao has already skipped a grade to the middle grades of elementary school when Jing Ao was still waiting to feed and wet the bed.

In addition, Jing Zhongxun was busy with business at the time, so the eldest son was taken by two elderly people in the family.I rarely see my brother when I follow my parents.That's why, it was Qin Yi, the son of his tutor, who became his strong shield at that time.

This good brother is also one of the reasons why Jing Jing was sent abroad. At that time, there was a wave of sending their children abroad to study in the circle of rich wives. His son Jing Ao took the initiative to ask the school to drop out of school and to run away from home.

Therefore, Jing Ao, who was in front of his parents, was sent out of the country first, and Jing Ao, who was rebellious, was brought in front of his parents.

When Jing Jing was abroad alone, he even asked his brother when he would come over to accompany him.

The parents' answer gradually changed from "let your brother go to school with you immediately" at the beginning to keep silent and let Jing Jing go to school well there.

They provided the best conditions for the scenery, a big house, three nannies, a pick-up driver and bodyguards, but they forgot that a child in primary school needs the company of the closest person most.

Over time, the lack of closeness with Jing Ao could not be saved even if they returned to China during the spring vacation, winter and summer vacation. They lived in the same house, but they seemed like strangers who could not communicate.And Jing Jing seldom returned to China after he went to high school.

As for the appearance, it is naturally not much different if it was born by a parent, but compared to the exquisite scenery, which is more than enough to see the envy of others, Jing Ao belongs to the range of normal people, without the unattainable energy. Even more handsome than pretty.

According to Jiang Manzhou, he and Jing Ao are friends, and Jing Ao is also a frequent visitor in the clubhouse compared to the scene that he just returned to China and is not familiar with.

"He said that you should come here to play when you return to China, and I've been waiting for it." Jiang Manzhou pushed Jing Jing a cup of lemon black tea, "He probably won't come here in the short term."

"I know."

Jing Ao's forced return to the country is also inseparable from Jing Ao, because Jing Ao, who had been obsessed with running away from home since he was a child, successfully ran away from home, the day before he became the CEO of Jinghe.

So the position of CEO fell to Jing Jing, who had been eating and drinking without ambition, and was forced to sign a prostitution contract with his father who wanted to abdicate and enjoy a middle-aged life, and Jing sat on the boss's chair "hehe".

To this day, Jing Ao is still traveling around the world, sending a few emails to Jing from time to time, it seems that he has degenerated into a primitive person, and he doesn't even use WeChat.

It is said that Jiang Manzhou, who was entrusted by Jing Ao to take care of Jing, also became one of the few friends who would come out to sit, drink tea and eat after Jing returned to China.

But maybe every 'community animal' has no friends. Since Jing Jing has devoted himself to his career as a president, the time he can face Jiang Manzhou has become less and less, and the relationship is not as close as it was at the beginning.

Jiang Manzhou has Jingjing's WeChat, and from time to time he will send a message asking Jingjing if he wants to come out to play.

But they are also the youngest sons in the family, and the only one who gets his hands is Mr. Xiao Jing, who has endless work, and he can only refuse.

Before ten o'clock, Jiang Manzhou came.

He has recently dyed his hair a new color. From the first time Jing Jing saw his golden hair, it seems that Jiang Manzhou will change his hair color every month, so that his half-length hair is like dry grass, blooming. Expensive hair treatments haven't cured perm damage either.

It is also unchangeable.

Jiang Manzhou carelessly sat on the leather sofa in Jingjing's office, lying on his back, wearing a fancy blue-green shirt with sky blue jeans and high-top sneakers, dressed younger than Jingjing, "How about it, my newly dyed purple Gray, not bad."

"Did you come to see me for something?" Originally looking at the gaudy exterior wall design and planning, seeing the sight and Jiang Manzhou who looked like a peacock made his eyes hurt even more.

"I'm fine, can't I come to see you—" Jiang Manzhou tilted his head, his eyes wobbly fell on the pretty person behind the desk who was seriously looking down at the plan.

The other party didn't seem to feel his gaze, and was frowning slightly. A hand as clean as a work of art carved out of fine white jade lightly tapped on the table, as if there was some dissatisfaction.

"You've been working hard lately?" Jiang Manzhou pursed his lips, looked away, took out a lighter from his pocket, and tossed it up and down.

Jing Jing nodded, "As you can see, if you have nothing to do, go first."

"My old lady's [-]th birthday next week, I'm here to send you an invitation." The silver diamond-encrusted lighter fell from the air, and Jiang Manzhou firmly grabbed it into his hand. The red bronzing invitation was placed on the table, "It's just for you."

Jing Jing finally raised his head, blinked and walked around to Jiang Manzhou from behind the desk, and bent over the invitation card on the table, in which the names of the invited guests had not been filled in.

Since ancient times, business and government have not been separated, and money and power have always been closely linked.

Three generations of the Jing family have been in business, and three generations of the Jiang family have been in politics. It is a great thing to have friendship.

Even Jing Zhongxun, who has always been displeased with the scenery, praised that it was a rare and serious thing for Jing to play well with Jiang Manzhou.

"Can I go?" Jing Jing looked at the blank invitation letter in his hand, thinking that it would be more suitable for Jing Zhongxun.

"This one is for you. My handwriting is ugly and I didn't write your name. As for Uncle Jing, someone will send it to you." Jiang Manzhou looks carefree, but in fact he is extremely careful.

"Thanks."

Jing Jing sat down on the single sofa opposite Jiang Manzhou, took off his royal blue suit jacket, wore a clean white shirt and a dark red tie, and sat upright, like a very well-educated young master who came out of a dubbed movie, and the stall The muddy Jiang Manzhou was a stark contrast.

"Will you go out for dinner with me tonight? I found a good private restaurant. Don't you like spicy food?"

"Tonight—" It doesn't matter if you work overtime or not.

Dong dong—the door was knocked twice, it was Qin Yi's constant force and tone of knocking on the door, Jing Jing could hear it in one ear.

"Come in."

It really was Qin Yi, with a tray in his hand, he walked to Jing's side at a leisurely pace, bowed down to put down the hot black tea and snacks, and reminded thoughtfully: "Mr. Jing, the refreshments you arranged."

Jing Jing, who didn't arrange refreshments for Jiang Manzhou at all, nodded sullenly: "You haven't eaten since you got up so early, try it quickly."

Qin Yi put away the tray, and stood behind Jing Jing calmly.

After all, this is not an ordinary beautiful assistant with fluttering long hair. Looking from Jiang Manzhou's direction, the shadow cast by Qin Yi's broad and masculine figure almost completely enveloped the relatively small scenery. .

This picture is not like "The Handsome President and the Special Assistant", but more like "The Innocent Cub and the Beast". After all, the latter is ignorant and tries to put on an appearance of a shrewd boss that does not match the status quo.

Jiang Manzhou, who was laughing in his heart, got up from the sofa, raised his eyes, Qin Yi's figure appeared in his light-colored pupils, and he twisted a piece of shortbread: "Thank you."

"You're welcome, these are all orders from Mr. Jing." Qin Yi knew the importance of Jiang Manzhou very well, and helped Jing to please this young master very smoothly.

The shortbread was swallowed by Jiang Manzhou in one gulp, and he patted the dregs off his fingertips. Jiang Manzhou rushed to Qin Yi and said, "You go out first, we have other things to talk about."

But Qin Yi didn't move, and even the expression on his face didn't change, as if he didn't hear Jiang Manzhou giving orders to him.

Because in someone else's company, it is somewhat impolite to give orders to someone else's personal assistant.

Jing Jing raised his head and put down the black tea cup, turned his head to look at Qin Yi: "You go out first, I will call you if something happens."

"Okay, Boss Jing." Qin Yi lowered his eyes and smiled a little.

As the office door was closed by the person who left again, Jiang Manzhou picked up his teacup, "Your personal assistant is still the same, it looks like he can go out to punch Nanshan and kick Beihai at any time, there are so many beauties outside, don't you Considering a replacement?"

Jiang Manzhou came to see him two or three times during his scenery work, and saw Qin Yi only two or three times, but Jiang Manzhou was a little confused by Qin Yi's overwhelming desire for protection and faintly revealing desire for monopoly every time.

What, did his presence prevent the viewer from reading the contract and writing the document?

"Don't judge people by their appearance." Jing Jing said: "He is very careful and does things in place, and he needs to adjust to another one."

Jiang Manzhou froze for a moment, showing some surprise, "Why did you suddenly speak for him today?"

"what?"

"Before I said anything about him, you always had a mysterious smile of 'that makes sense, keep talking' on your face. Why did you take the wrong medicine today and speak for him?"

Jing Jing tilted her head, "Do I have one?"

Was his resistance to Qin Yi so obvious in the past?

Jiang Manzhou nodded with a sneer, "You have."

Jing Jing rested his chin and refused to admit it, "Then you must have read it wrong."

"Besides—"

"He's really not bad." Mr. Jing said, who hadn't received a serial call from his father yet.

Qin Zhu, who has worked diligently as a "nanny" for two years, probably did not expect that he would do everything possible to get a good impression of Xiao Jing, and it would be faster than just catching a small tail of Jing.

Knowing the truth will break your heart for a second, and the man will cry, right?

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Due to the scenery, I'm not sure whether the evening time will be free, and whether I can pack up my dry and sluggish dick to have dinner with Jiang Manzhou after suffering the inhumane torture of the gang of designers.

Therefore, Jing Jing decided to go to a hot private restaurant for lunch with Jiang Manzhou.

So Jiang Manzhou leaned on the sofa and adjusted a comfortable posture, with his back to the scenery, preparing to catch up on sleep.

"How about you go to sleep in my lounge." Xiao Jing, who sat back behind the desk, generously lent out his lounge in order to repay the invitation.

"Is it possible?" Jiang Manzhou moved twice, turning from a puddle of mud into a legless caterpillar.

"Yes." Jing Jing stood up and pushed open the secret door of the bookcase.

He had tidied up the lounge last night, and even stuffed those few clothes into the deepest part of the cabinet, keeping them tightly blocked by the change of clothes that are usually placed in the company.

It's no big deal to lend Jiang Manzhou a nap.

What's more, Jing felt that when Jiang Manzhou was talking on the sofa in front of him when he, a 'community animal', was reading documents at work, he couldn't help but sever the seedling of their friendship with his own hands.

Seriously, without mercy.

"Thank you." Jiang Manzhou, who didn't know the hidden murderous intent, swayed over, hooked Jingjing's neck before going in, put his face on Jingjing's head and rubbed his face movedly, "I love you."

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The personal assistant Qin Yi's workstation is at the door of Jingjing's office, the closest place to Mr. Xiaojing.

Qin Yi, who was waiting for Jiang Manzhou to come out after entering, did not see Jiang Manzhou coming out, squinted at the ticking digital clock on the desktop, and closed his notebook with colorful stock market lines .

Suspicious Assistant Qin knocked on the door of the CEO's office.

"Enter--"

Jing Jing was leaning on his chin with one hand, looking at the design plan of a certain big-name cosmetics word by word.

He doesn't think planting ivy and roses on the exterior wall is a feasible proposal. After all, there will be a new brand to replace it in the next quarter. When the exterior wall is not well cleaned and the time is delayed, Jinghe will suffer losses.

After stepping into the office, Qin Yi quietly turned his eyes away from the sofa, but he didn't see any loach-like person.

"Is there something wrong?" Jing Jing put down the design plan and loosened the tie with one hand, but the design of the Windsor knot and the strength of Qin Yi's hand when he was wearing the tie prevented him from successfully loosening the tie.

"Let me ask you, what do you want for lunch?"

"I don't eat in the company, don't worry about me."

"Huh? Where are you going?"

"Jiang Manzhou said that there is a good private restaurant nearby, I will try it later." Jing Jing said truthfully.

Qin Yi narrowed his eyes, "Where's Young Master Jiang?"

"In the lounge, he was sleepy, so I let him go in and sleep."

Jingjing really didn't seem to take this matter seriously, and Tezhu Qin, who had been pushed back and resisted every time he wanted to step into the living room of Jingjing's house, felt deeply discriminated against.

When facing himself, it was like seeing a scourge that invaded the territory. Why would Jiang Manzhou sleep on the bed in the lounge with dignity.

Even if he knows that the scenery is not his own property, as the person with whom Jing spends the longest time every day, Qin Yi's special nature of work almost gives him the illusion that there is only one around him.

Even though he knew that Jing Jing didn't know about this aspect, and even never discovered his ulterior secrets, he still couldn't help but covet the qualitative change in their relationship one day.

If Jing Jing can accept this kind of thing, then Qin Yi can only allow that the man standing beside him is himself, not some other cats and dogs.

"Huh? What's the matter?" Realizing that his new ally seemed unhappy, Jing Jing looked at Qin Yi intently, waiting for his next words.

"No, it's okay, then I'll go out first."

Qin Yi took two steps back and turned around, leaving behind a confused scene.