A Villainess Needs to Have the Ability of a Villainess

When the two came to the front desk of the company, all the big gossip groups in Yasheng exploded again.

[Fuck, who gave the false confession yesterday that the office lady fell out of favor? This **** has already begun to show off! 】

[I worked in Yasheng for three years, and for the first time I saw the boss let a woman hold him by his side, for the rest of my life! 】

[Moreover, it's very calm, not hiding at all, but still very spoiled. 】

[I used to beg Sang Niangniang, did I lose? What's wrong with Sang Chen? This is not just the top, why is it not working? Sang Chen stands up! 】

[What the **** is this office girl? 】

[It's really mysterious, maybe only the closest people around the boss know about it. 】

When I learned that the mysterious woman was discussed in the group last time, Sang Chen secretly applied for a trumpet and asked the staff to pull her into the group.

Now looking at these overwhelming discussions, she bit her lip in a complicated mood.

I don't know whether she is unwilling or jealous, but there is a strong emotion driving her.

I want to see it clearly, see it clearly.

Where did you lose?

After entering the office happily, Wen Yu was about to sit on the sofa as before, but Jiang Yuhe called her: "Come here."

Wen Yu:?

I saw the man pull a chair and put it next to him, then patted the tabletop: "Sit here."

Wen Yu: "Huh?"

At the same table with the president?

This is the golden station.

Wen Yu walked over in a daze. Just after sitting down, Secretary Ning walked in and put the two documents in front of Jiang Yuhe: "Mr. Jiang, these are the documents you want."

Jiang Yuhe nodded, and then handed the document to Wen Yu.

"The two failed investment cases that Superstar Media, which was acquired by Yasheng this year, have done. Take a look and analyze the reasons for the failures."

Wen Yu looked down and opened, a little caught off guard: "But I don't understand these things in the entertainment industry."

"I will teach you."

"..."

Jiang Yuhe looked over, his eyes were clear but soft, "Ask me where I don't understand."

These two short sentences inexplicably injected warm and powerful force into Wen Yu's heart.

When Wen Yu graduated, she didn’t think about making clothes to stretch out her mouth. She has also inspected many projects and had many ideals and ambitions. It’s just that she didn’t wait for the day when she showed her. So many things.

Just like the cherished bottle of perfume, Wen Yu has long since stumbling to this day to hide his passionate self in the past.

but now,

The person who once pulled himself out from the end of the gloom, gave himself warmth for the second time.

I have to teach her hand in hand, take her to the world she once dreamed of, and help her become the person she once wanted to be.

He is an elder brother and a mentor.

Wen Yu opened his lips, and was suddenly moved and moved inexplicably: "...Thank you, brother."

Jiang Yuhe stretched out his hand, rubbed the top of her head lightly, and said nothing.

The sun shines on the two through the floor-to-ceiling windows, the two gentle figures side by side, silent and quiet, but infinitely beautiful.

Such a morning was the most stable time Wen Yu felt after a car accident. Even when she looked up at Jiang Yuhe secretly at a certain moment, she would think in her heart—

If Shen Mingjia caused ninety-nine points of harm to herself, she should also be grateful to him. The last point made her meet Jiang Yuhe.

Wen Yu pressed his lips gently.

Jiang Yuhe turned his head to look at her between gaps: "I will show you the file. You will look at me later, what do you mean."

…I thought he was concentrating on work and didn’t see it.

It seems that the elementary school student who was caught by the teacher was caught in class, Wen Yu stuck out his tongue, "Some words are too complicated, I can't understand them."

"where."

Jiang Yuhe slid the seat back naturally.

He smelled of sunshine and vegetation, and when he approached, the whole figure obscured the light in front of Wen Yu.

It's heavy, but it feels safe.

Wen Yu said casually, but he came over unexpectedly.

Busily pointed to a random place, "Here."

Jiang Yuhe leaned slightly, "The project investment income is not as expected. After a loss of 200 million yuan, large funds are still invested in self-produced dramas, and the follow-up period is not timely..."

His voice is very soft, and there will be a faint smell of tobacco mixed with male hormones when he speaks.

So many times, Wen Yu was indulged in this smell and lost his mind.

"Understood." A clear voice came again.

"..." Wen Yu sat up suddenly, obviously a scumbag who hadn't listened to the lecture, but still tried very hard to pretend to be a master, "Understood."

"understood?"

"Ok."

Jiang Yuhe looked at her, squinted his eyes and leaned back, "Then you repeat, what do I mean by the rate of return I just said."

Wen Yu paused for a few seconds, "Forgot again."

"..."

Jiang Yuhe was speechless, and poked her forehead, "Have you ever been to college? I don't understand this."

Although being laughed at, Wen Yu was not angry, even.

I was very happy when I was poked.

Well, she rubbed her forehead, and confirmed the feeling in her heart, which was inexplicable happiness.

Wen Yu pursed his lips, took out the unfinished snacks he bought before from his bag, tore a piece of Huamei and handed it to Jiang Yuhe, "How can you be such a fierce teacher? Eat Huamei and tell it again."

As soon as she finished speaking, Secretary Ning suddenly knocked on the door and came in: "Boss, Sang Chen has something to do with you."

Sang Chen?

Wen Yu remembered.

The woman who provokes Jiang Yuhe with a cigarette in the box.

She later searched the internet about the female star, and there were many gossip rumors. Among them, the most rumored one was that she was Jiang Yuhe's new favorite, her favorite, and so on.

Wen Yu hadn't forgotten the look in her eyes, and she still felt uncomfortable when she thought of it, but now that her relationship with Jiang Yuhe has improved, she doesn't want to mention those things.

Holding Huamei's hand consciously and quietly put it back.

Jiang Yuhe saw her move, but did not speak.

He nodded, "Come in."

Secretary Ning turned sideways, and Sang Chen was already standing behind him.

She has a very good figure, exquisite features and three-dimensional features, and has a kind of exotic beauty.

It is indeed a meal of female celebrities.

Indeed...it is the type that men like.

"Mr. Jiang." Sang Chen walked in, "Did you interrupt your work?"

When she said this, Sang Chen's eyes were already inadvertently looking at Wen Yu.

Wen Yu also looked up at her.

Neither humble nor overbearing, calmly look at each other.

His eyes only collided for a second, and Sang Chen knew that he couldn't match it.

It was funny, she didn't even know the reason, so she avoided her gaze.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Yuhe asked lightly.

Although the kind of unwillingness was magnified countless times after seeing Wen Yu, biting and rolling in the apex of his heart, Sang Chen still suppressed all emotions:

"Mr. Jiang, Shen Mingjia was broke last night. Are you sure you want him to act in a rivalry with me? I'm afraid it will affect the reputation of "Looking for the Dragon"."

Wen Yu was taken aback, Shen Mingjia?

Was someone broke the news?

Good thing!

Who is the kind person, she has to make a pennant and send it over.

Jiang Yuhe didn't show much reaction after listening to Sang Chen's words.

"I know, I will deal with it."

After finishing talking, cue started Wen Yu: "What you just wanted to give me."

Wen Yu:?

what.

She looked at Jiang Yuhe dumbfounded, but the man hinted at the palm of her hand.

Huamei?

No way, there are still people here.

"Bring it." Jiang Yuhe actually urged.

Wen Yu was a little embarrassed. He glanced at Sang Chen and then at Jiang Yuhe. After a few seconds, he obediently handed out the words in his hand.

I didn't want to feed, but the outstretched hand naturally turned to the man's mouth without knowing what was going on.

And he opened his mouth and ate it rarely.

Wen Yu: ⊙_⊙?

The man took a sip, and said, "It's a bit sour."

"Not as good as the dried strawberries last time."

His tone made people hear the intimacy of Wen Yu often feeding him food.

The spacious office also seemed to become their private space, and everyone else became redundant and disturbing.

Seeing Sang Chen standing still, Jiang Yuhe suddenly turned to look at her: "Is there anything else?"

Sang Chen witnessed the interaction of the two people with his own eyes, and was so startled that he couldn't speak, "No, no more."

Jiang Yuhe rushed to the door and lifted his chin.

Sang Chen understood what he meant by this action.

She even understood what he meant by all this just now.

His eyes were cold and cold, warning her of the crossover and scheming that night.

It was also expressly telling her that the woman beside her was inviolable.

Sang Chen finally understood why he had that incomparable intuition.

It is a kind of confidence.

The confidence given by Jiang Yuhe.

And she didn't, not at all.

Seeing this soberly, Sang Chen lowered his head and left the office hurriedly and embarrassedly.

Wen Yu knew that Sang Chen had deliberately lit a cigarette for herself that night, so it was quite refreshing to see her being taken out of the office indifferently in front of her at the moment.

It's just that the tea can't help it.

Blinking: "Brother, this sister looks a little unhappy."

Jiang Yuhe looked at her, a little speechless.

That night, she cried and said that Sang Chen bullied her and said that others stared at her, and now she finally quietly helped her out of her anger. This woman was so cheap that she was still a beloved woman.

I wanted to talk about her clumsy acting skills, but I paused, but decided not to expose her: "How do you know people are unhappy?"

Wen Yu: "On the Internet, you said that you like big legs, and that you like this sister that is why she is holding her. Will she misunderstand me when she sees me with you?"

Jiang Yuhe: "..."

Unconsciously, his gaze fell on Wen Yu's legs that were more straight than Sangchen.

Sang Chen's is too thin, so thin that it is only suitable for photogenic, only suitable for appearing in magazines and lenses.

And Wen Yu's is equally slender, but very beautiful, perfectly blended between skinny and fleshy, straight and full, with even flesh and blood.

It's so easy to see—

In broad daylight, suddenly realizing that he was thinking about this, Jiang Yuhe closed his eyes.

Fuck, what the **** are you thinking about.

People treat you like your brother, what are you thinking! ?

Jiang Yuhe took a few sips of water in silence, loosened his tie, and informed Secretary Ning: "Call Director Wu to come over right away."

He wants to work.

He is going to work immediately.

"Brother, are you okay?" Wen Yu didn't know if he was too uncomfortable with the tea, or he really said something. After thinking about it for a while, he opened his eyes and reacted: "Do you really like her?"

Jiang Yuhe calmed down for a few seconds before answering her: "Whoever I like is my business, and the kids don't care about it."

Wen Yu:?

You are four years older than me. How come I am a child.

Wen Yu whispered and turned around. After a while, Director Wu of the Artist Department rushed over.

He also went to Jiangcheng together last time, so he was not surprised that Wen Yu appeared in the office. He nodded to Wen Yu as a greeting, and then sat down:

"Boss, I'm also looking for you."

Jiang Yuhe: "What's going on with Shen Mingjia."

Director Wu opened his portable tablet and handed it to Jiang Yuhe:

"At around one o'clock this morning, an ID posted on Weibo about Shen Mingjia's illicit materials, probably Hong Kong feet, cheating and the like. It is not clear whether it is the illicit fans or the breaking news. The blogger has not yet responded."

Wen Yu: "...?"

Wait a minute.

How can the term Hong Kong feet resemble one's own mouth addiction.

Wen Yu suddenly remembered what You Xin had said to him, a Ji Ling, as if he had understood something, while Jiang Yuhe was not paying attention, he secretly opened his small Weibo.

The eye-catching is the amazing close to more than 90,000 comments and reposts.

Wen Yu felt a cold back, feeling that something was wrong.

really-

[Don’t tell everyone, Shen Mingjia’s Hong Kong feet have cured my old rhinitis for many years. Are the scumbag feet of men who cheated and **** very stinky? 】

The picture is an emoticon with her nose and her eyes rolled.

Wen Yu: "..."

! !

When did she send it?

Oh my God, is she drunk so crazy?

Wen Yu suddenly became a little frantic, and quickly turned off the phone, for fear that Jiang Yuhe next to him would see it.

Director Wu continued: "Do we need to intervene? If things get fermented, I'm afraid there will be a situation where we can get a hammer. It may not end well at that time, which will directly affect our signing."

Wen Yu didn't expect that a drunken remark he sent casually would cause such a big sensation. He really couldn't even watch what the scumbag did.

However, after drunk speaking truthfully, I don't regret it after being bold. At least the whole network knows that Shen Mingjia's feet are stinky.

Anyway, he is a trumpet, not afraid of other people's flesh, let alone prosecution.

Wen Yu waited quietly for Jiang Yuhe's reply.

The man took the tablet in his hand and glanced at it twice, then chuckled slightly: "At this time, in this tone, I was drunk at first sight."

Wen Yu couldn't help feeling guilty for a second, and lowered his head.

This can be seen, too powerful, really an old entertainment dog.

Jiang Yuhe shook his head and threw the tablet aside and didn't look at it again: "I was not optimistic about this person at first. Even if I pull it back this time, something will happen next time. It's too overwhelming."

"Then sign...?"

Jiang Yuhe thought for a long time before he said: "He was introduced by Wen Junlong. Unless the reputation drops to an irreparable value, we still have to consider Wen Dao's face. After all, the relationship behind this is inextricably linked."

Paused:

"Let the public relations department try to intervene first, suppress the news as soon as possible, and see if it can be handled cleanly."

"Good." Director Wu finished speaking and left.

Wen Yu's eyes turned straight: "???"

I finally pushed him to the hot search, will you remove it for me?

Realizing that the eyes of the people around him were not right, Jiang Yuhe turned around, "What are you looking at."

Wen Yu didn't speak, and gritted his teeth in his heart for a long time before squeezing a smile: "Nothing, just don't understand. If this man is really a scumbag man, why not publish what he has done so everyone knows?"

Jiang Yuhe dismissed lightly, and only returned eight words: "I am a businessman, not a judge."

Wen Yu was speechless: "...you are so sympathetic."

"I really don't." The man's voice was a little cold, he paused, closed the file in his hand, and turned to look at her: "So far, the only sympathy in my life."

Look at each other.

For a long time, he faintly said: "I gave it to you."

"..."

This sentence seemed to be a fatal blow to Wen Yu.

Those incomprehensions that were still gathered in my heart just disappeared in an instant.

Yes, he gave himself so much, why is she so harsh.

He didn't know anything and was kept in the dark.

From his standpoint, interests are paramount, there is nothing wrong with it.

Wen Yu contradicted Jiang Yuhe's guilt in his heart.

She looked up and was about to say something, when she suddenly saw Jiang Yuhe relieved her shoulders inadvertently.

"Brother, are you tired?"

She immediately stood up and walked behind Jiang Yuhe: "Let me press it for you."

Before Jiang Yuhe had time to say no, Wen Yu had already put his hand on his shoulder, squeezing it off when he said light but not light.

Just pinched to the place where she was bitten yesterday.

Jiang Yuhe frowned, his shoulders hurt, and his body avoided subconsciously.

Wen Yu also noticed, "What's wrong? Do you hurt? Did I use too much force?"

Wen Yu leaned over nervously to help Jiang Yuhe rub it, but he pushed him away.

"It's okay."

He got up: "I'll go to the bathroom."

Wen Yu: "..."

In the bathroom, Jiang Yuhe lay in front of the sink for a long time before calming down the throbbing in his heart.

He looked up at himself in the mirror, and for a while, gently pulled a corner of his shirt away.

Yesterday she was hugged by her and refused to leave, so he compromised to accompany her and coax her to sleep, but when she was about to leave, she grabbed her arm and didn't let go.

His bottom line broke again and again, and she let her lie on her arm to sleep all night. She got up in the morning and half of her arm was numb for a long time to recover.

In the mirror, the teeth marks on the shoulders bitten by Wen Yu are still there, crimson, like a sign of fiery branding in the heart.

When she touched it, her heart was overwhelmed and she couldn't control it.

He closed his eyes and was calm, when the phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

It is an unfamiliar landline number.

Jiang Yuhe didn't think much, he fastened his shirt and picked it up: "Hey."

"Hello, is this Mr. Jiang? This is the police station in Huatian District, Beijing. A traffic accident happened to your car a month and a half ago. The follow-up process seemed to be that you took over the injured person. May I ask her now Are you together?"

After a few seconds of silence, Jiang Yuhe said: "Yes."

"That's great." The police said, "Our staff found the lost property while investigating the scene on the night of the accident. I would like to say sorry to you. The policeman who was in charge of the accident made a mistake in his work and made the lost property confused It was placed in the evidence box of another case, and I found this error after sorting it out today. So I would like to ask you when you have time to come over and retrieve the lost property."

Jiang Yuhe frowned, closed the bathroom door subconsciously, and completely isolated Wen Yu.

"What is it."

After hearing the voice on the phone, all the sunlight projected in the office suddenly seemed to be cut in half.

Just like the location of Jiang Yuhe and Wen Yu now.

One is inside and one is outside.

Slowly pulled away, pulled away.

Pull back the night of the car accident, pull back the two worlds where they never crossed in the past.

Calmly tell Jiang Yuhyuk on the other end of the phone—

"It's the phone of the person who was hit."