Dressed as a bully and always finds her boyfriend

Chapter 57

"Being so merciless to us, do you still want us to stand in line?"

The first person to speak was a manager who came out of Yan Rong's office before. He frowned slightly and turned to look at others, "What do you think about what Mr. Yan just said...?"

Several people looked at each other.

"This……"

"Just now he threatened us to fire us, now we want our team, alas..."

"Young people nowadays are just too impulsive."

"The gods fight, and the fish in the pond..."

"I don't know, let's take a look. The company is currently under the management of Mr. Yan, and I think he has a better chance of winning."

"Then you mean, you want to stand..."

"Ham, it hasn't been decided yet."

"I don't think so, haven't you heard? Although Mr. Yan is in charge of the company, he doesn't actually have any shares... He is just a part-time worker. The name of the chairman is called out. Really The chairman of the board, in fact, is still..."

He didn't say the rest, but everyone around him understood.

The other person glanced at the crowd, and said in a meaningful tone: "It is said that we are standing in a team, but we still have to look at the equity. Are we going to lead us to start from scratch? With his personality, even if we become veterans..."

"Oh. That's true."

"At my age, I don't want to take risks anymore."

……

Wen Zheyan stared at the phone for a while, and muttered: "My son doesn't reply to messages...does anyone treat his old father like this?"

Wen Zheyan: "Your dad tries to cry as quietly as possible (turn up the volume to the maximum).jpg"

He had just sent out the emoji, and before he could type to accuse Yan Rong, the phone rang suddenly.

Wen Zheyan was startled, his hands shook, and the phone fell directly on his body—fortunately, he is sitting on the ground now, and there is no major problem if the phone falls again.

He picked up the phone again and looked at it for a long time, only to feel that the words on it were doubled, and it took a long time to find out that it was a video call from Yan Rong.

He breathed a sigh of relief and clicked to answer.

Yan Rong immediately appeared on the screen.

Wen Zheyan preemptively said: "Unfilial son! Why didn't you reply to the message that Dad sent you before? Hmm... How did you become two people? Could it be that you are twins..."

Yan Rong: "..."

Looks like he drank a lot.

Yan Rong glanced at Wen Zheyan's background, but the surroundings were dark and a little unclear, so he said coldly, "Where are you now?" He thought Wen Zheyan was at home, but now that he saw it, he saw Turns out it wasn't.

Yan Rong frowned.

It was already early morning, and Wen Zheyan was outside alone, still drunk, so it was impossible for him not to worry.

Wen Zheyan blinked.

He is digesting Yan Rong's problem.

Where is he?

Hmm... Yan Rong did ask where he was.

Wen Zheyan looked back to the side, and didn't know where he was now, but he felt very embarrassed to say that he didn't know, and immediately said angrily, "It's none of your business where I am!"

"Don't make trouble, tell me where you are, I'll find someone to pick you up." Yan Rong's voice was a little hasty.

Wen Zheyan heard that he was in a hurry, paused, and then whispered: "I don't know... I finished drinking with Ning Yanqing, and he was picked up by his boyfriend."

"..."

Wen Zheyan: "Why don't you speak?"

"Ning Yanqing didn't send you home?"

Wen Zheyan got angry as soon as he mentioned this, and raised his voice: "He was drunk, and he rushed towards his boyfriend as soon as he saw him. He was not reserved at all! His boyfriend didn't know me well, so he probably threw me away to avoid suspicion. Here it is! They are too much!"

"...Well, it's really too much."

"I think it's because Ning Yanqing was drunk that he didn't care about me. The main thing is that Li... you scolded his boyfriend with me!"

Yan Rong: "Curse."

Wen Zheyan smiled foolishly: "I'm much better, I'm not even drunk!"

Yan Rong looked at Wen Zheyan's silly face, and laughed dumbfoundedly: "Which bar did you drink before?"

Wen Zheyan was taken aback when he heard the question, he opened his mouth slightly, thought about the sky for a long time, and suddenly said: "The weather seems to be very good today, I can see the stars."

"..." Changing the subject so bluntly, it seems that he doesn't know.

Yan Rong sighed lightly: "Fortunately, you still remember Ning Yanqing."

"Huh?" Wen Zheyan blinked.

Yan Rong: "I won't be here in the future, you are not allowed to drink."

"Ok?"

Yan Rong: "..."

... Forget it, let's talk about it after returning to China. Besides, Wen Zheyan is already drunk. Even if the two of them make an appointment now, when they wake up tomorrow, Wen Zheyan won't remember anything?

With a thought in his heart, Yan Rong took out another mobile phone from the side drawer, and clicked to record the screen.

Wen Zheyan: "What are you holding in your hand?"

"cell phone."

"Oh."

Wen Zheyan was stunned for a while, then suddenly raised her head and whispered, "I'm still angry."

"what?"

"...I said, I'm still angry, who made you ignore me just now...why didn't you coax me!!!"

The more Wen Zheyan spoke, the louder his voice became.

Yan Rong's eyebrows and eyes softened, but he faced a difficulty and said, "I don't know how to coax people."

Wen Zheyan thought for a while: "Then you say I'm good-looking."

Yan Rong laughed softly: "You are very good-looking. Even if I don't say you are good-looking, you are still good-looking."

"That's right, there are a lot of my fans on the Internet now." Wen Zheyan smiled foolishly again. He looked at Yan Rong's appearance on the screen, and for some reason, he suddenly blushed.

Wen Zheyan immediately clasped the phone screen on his lap.

He tilted his head slightly, and gently scratched the ground with his fingers, thinking, why did he suddenly have the urge to dig a hole in place and bury himself?

Wen Zheyan was a little puzzled, muttered, stumbled to his feet, and said, "I won't talk to you anymore, I'm going home."

"Do you still know where home is?" Yan Rong's surprised voice came from the phone.

Wen Zheyan: "..."

Ok?

How dare this man underestimate him!

How could he not know—

Wen Zheyan looked around in confusion.

Grass.

He really doesn't know...

"Stay there and don't move, I'll send someone to find you." Yan Rong's tone was a little commanding.

Wen Zheyan subconsciously said obediently: "Okay."

He stands where he is.

Today is indeed a good weather. Even in a brightly lit city, you can see many stars, dotted in the sky, bright and dark.The dim yellow street lamps on the side of the road emitted warm light, illuminating a small area below.

Compared with the dark area where Wen Zheyan was, it seemed like another world.

The Chinese New Year is approaching, on such a cold day, there are no flying insects under the lamp, and the branches next to it are also bare. It should be a bleak scene, but Wen Zheyan doesn't feel lonely.

When he heard Yan Rong's voice on the phone, he suddenly realized.

Because there is always someone by his side.

Yan Rong made about two or three phone calls before calling Wen Zheyan's name.

Wen Zheyan raised the phone: "Huh?"

"I've already asked the housekeeper to look for you, you stay where you are, be good."

"Yeah." Wen Zheyan turned the phone over awkwardly, and aimed the screen at the streetlight in front of him, "Look at it."

Yan Rong couldn't see anything good.

Because what was shown to him in the picture was just an ordinary path with shops on both sides, and a series of ordinary street lights emitting light.

Aren't there places like this everywhere in the city?

But this sentence was said by Wen Zheyan, so Yan Rong nodded and said, "It looks good."

Wen Zheyan smiled.

After nearly four or ten minutes, the butler finally found Wen Zheyan, and Wen Zheyan's phone had already died.The housekeeper put the coat he brought on Wen Zheyan's body: "Mr. Wen Xiao, follow me to the car."

Wen Zheyan: "Yes."

The heater warmed Wen Zheyan's body.

The housekeeper poured a cup of milk tea with a thermos: "Sir, be careful of the heat."

"Thank you."

The butler watched Wen Zheyan drink the milk tea with his cold and red hands, and finally relaxed.

He got into the driver's seat and immediately called Yan Rong: "Sir, I have found Mr. Wen Xiao, don't worry. I will send Mr. Wen Xiao home now."

"Ah."

When the car started and Wen Zheyan was sent home, it was the auntie who lived in the nanny's room who opened the door. As soon as she saw Wen Zheyan's snake skin move, she knew that Wen Zheyan was drunk and hurried to the door. Help me over.

"Hello, thank you for sending us Zheyan back, you are..."

The butler smiled: "I am Mr. Yan Rong's butler."

"Oh, it's the housekeeper of Mr. Yan's house." The smile on the aunt's face became more enthusiastic.

——In the current Wen family, who doesn't know that Yan Rong is Wen Zheyan's boyfriend?

The two exchanged polite words, the housekeeper left, and the aunt helped Wen Zheyan back to the room.

It was almost three o'clock in the morning, and Wen Zheyan was so sleepy that he didn't even have time to wash up, so he lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

The next day, Wen Zheyan woke up feeling pain all over his body. He stretched himself, heard the crisp sound of his bones, let out a long sigh, and cursed: "Grass, I stink..." Get out immediately Go to the bathroom and take a shower.

Wen Zheyan came out of the room wiping her hair, and took out her phone.

His cell phone ran out of battery as early as yesterday, and there was no response after pressing it twice. Wen Zheyan plugged in the charger to charge it, he went to the toilet, leaned on the bed after coming out, and turned it on.

Wen Zheyan first saw the message from Yan Rong: "Are you awake?"

It shows that the sending time is an hour ago.

Wen Zheyan replied: "I'm awake, I just woke up."

Check the record again.

Wen Zheyan: "..."

Well, I went crazy drinking again last night.

As expected of me!

However, there were only two chats between him and Yan Rong. One was a question he sent, and Wen Zheyan didn't understand what it was about. , I feel that I should be asking Yan Rong what he is doing.

As for the expression below.

Wen Zheyan: "..."

Well, it's just an expression.

After that, there was a video call between the two of them for more than an hour, and they didn't know what they said... But thinking about the things he had done before, Wen Zheyan always felt that those contents must not be what he wanted to see.

The only good news right now is probably...

Yan Rong already knew that he claimed to be his father?

Forget it.

This isn't fucking good news.

Wen Zheyan silently covered her face.

Vibrate your phone.

Yan Rong: "Come out."

Wen Zheyan: "?"

come out?

where to?

Wen Zheyan got up from the bed in an instant.

He quickly walked to the side window to have a look, and at a glance he saw a tall figure standing outside the gate.

Wen Zheyan: "Ah——"

Wen Zheyan turned around and ran out of the room.

"Yan Rong—"

He opens the door.

Yan Rong, who was standing at the door, turned his head when he heard the words.

His hair was blown by the wind, and his hands were in the pockets of the windbreaker.

He didn't wear much. He wore a turtleneck sweater inside, a long windbreaker outside, and a scarf around his neck. He looked very handsome in the cold and windy winter.

But also very cold.

Wen Zheyan complained, "Why are you wearing so little?"

"And you."

Wen Zheyan looked down and found that he was not much better.

——he just got out of the shower, and he was still wearing home clothes.

It doesn't matter if there is a heater in the room. Now when he came out, after calling Yan Rong's name, Wen Zheyan suddenly felt cold after calling out Yan Rong's name, and he sneezed: "Ah-"

Yan Rong came over.

He took off the scarf and put it on Wen Zheyan: "Why don't you change your clothes before coming out."

Wen Zheyan didn't answer, but asked, "Are you back from a business trip?"

"Just come back halfway, and have to go again in the afternoon."

"So much trouble?"

"Well, because I want to say something to you."

"?"

Yan Rong paused, lowered his eyelids, and looked at the curious Wen Zheyan in front of him. He stretched out his hand and gently pinched Wen Zheyan's soft and cold cheek: "Do you know what is cute?"

"Ok?"

"Wen Zheyan."