Who is the white moonlight these days? We are just following the plot

The head of personnel and the secretary glanced at each other quickly, each with surprise in their eyes that the other could understand.

Wen Yuan is usually quite gentle towards his subordinates, but this is the first time he has been so ruthless towards someone.

Gao Yan, who was ordered to leave, showed no sign of embarrassment. Instead, he took two steps forward and said, "Mr. Wen, I really need this job. Could you please give me some leniency? If I have any shortcomings, I will definitely learn from you."

Wen Yuan refused to give in: "Then wait until you have made up for all your shortcomings, then come back and ask me for this position."

The secretary quietly stuck out her tongue. This is embarrassing. How can you tell where the shortcomings are before you even start working? Besides, looking at Gao Yan's resume, there really aren't any flaws to be found.

Gao Yan couldn't hold back his smile anymore, and his Adam's apple rolled. "Boss Wen, can we talk alone?"

"No."

Wen Yuan closed the folder with a snap and turned to leave the meeting room.

The secretary hurriedly followed, and she sighed in her heart that Gao Yan, this noble young man who appeared out of nowhere, did not understand the sufferings of the world, and was unwilling to suffer, and had to seek trouble.

Wen Yuan angrily pushed open the door of the CEO's office and said, "Block Gao Yan's information and don't let him enter the Xingyuan Building."

The secretary was shocked again.

This action is called "ban" in the industry terms.

Gao Yan was banned by Xingyuan Media.

The secretary's curiosity about gossip was about to jump out of her throat. Who on earth was Gao Yan that made President Wen avoid him like the plague?

The secretary has followed Wen Yuan for three years, witnessed the start of Xingyuan Media, and is very familiar with Wen Yuan's circle.

She is familiar with everyone, whether they are business partners or friends in life, but Gao Yan does not belong to any of them.

The secretary had been working for so long that she knew there were some things she shouldn't ask casually. She quickly closed the door for her boss and returned to her work.

in the conference room,

The head of the personnel department said to Gao Yan sheepishly, "I'm sorry, Ms. Wen might be in a bad mood today. Let me take you out."

"No need, I know the way." Gao Yan put away his smile and looked indifferent and distant.

The HR chief's warm response was met with a cold shoulder, and his smile froze instantly. Gao Yan's inexplicable aura was so overwhelming that it felt almost suffocating.

Gao Yan walked away at a leisurely pace, his black trousers wrapped around his overly long calves, highlighting his superior figure.

When he passed by the office area, he caused a burst of cheers.

"Fuck, who is this?"

"Is this the blogger our company has just signed?"

"This face is more handsome than a celebrity. Isn't it a shame to be a blogger?"

"Did you see his legs? They're longer than my life."

Whispers gradually turned into open gossip fodder: "I want all the information about this person in one minute."

Seeing their infatuated expressions, the head of the personnel department threw the resume left by Premier Wen on the table and said, "Here's Gao Yan's information."

"So his name is Gao Yan, a nice name too."

"Oh my god, he's here to interview for the position of Chief Assistant to Boss Wen. I never thought Gao Yan, with his stunning looks, would actually want to be Chief Assistant."

"It would be really impressive for President Wen to have such a chief assistant."

"Gao Yan will soon be my colleague. I'm really looking forward to it."

Seeing their agitation growing, the head of the personnel department poured cold water on them: "He's been rejected by Premier Wen."

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"!"

"what"

The HR director shrugged and said, "Okay, stop gossiping and get back to work."

In an instant, there was widespread grief. Missing out on a handsome colleague was like missing out on 100 million yuan.

CEO's office.

Wen Yuan looked at the desk reserved for the chief assistant on his right, his expression extremely grim.

I'll have someone remove the table tomorrow. It makes me angry just looking at it.

She tried to call the system in her mind, but there was no response for a long time.

After the system termination agreement came into effect, she was completely separated from the system. It was probably impossible for her to seek answers from the system.

Wen Yuan rubbed her temples and asked her secretary to send her all the information about Gao Yan.

The secretary was surprised at the boss's two-faced nature. On the one hand, he blocked Gao Yan, and on the other hand, he was investigating him. It was so contradictory.

However, she still completed the job conscientiously.

After the information was sent, Wen Yuan stared at the computer screen but couldn't read a single word.

She stood up irritably and walked to the French window.

Directly opposite the Xingyuan Building is the campus parking lot. A black Jaguar is parked quietly downstairs, with a black figure standing next to the car.

Gao Yan put his hands in his pockets, raised his chin, and his eyes met Wen Yuan's through the thick double-glazed glass.

It was clearly one-way glass and one couldn't see inside from the outside, but Wen Yuan inexplicably felt that Gao Yan saw her.

Damn it, Li Zhao in a black suit is right in front of Wen Yuan.

Weird and abrupt.

Wen Yuan had to admit that Li Zhao had really traveled through time, and he must have been here for some time and knew her situation very well.

When did he get here? How did he do it?

When they were in school, she and Ji Xingyao had seen Li Zhao and Li Heng several times.

They had always thought it was an illusion because it flashed by so quickly and they were always dressed in Tai Feng's attire.

But now, Wen Yuan looked at Gao Yan, who was wearing modern clothes downstairs. He had completely adapted to modern society.

why?

What is his purpose in coming here?

Since Li Zhao is here, is Li Heng here too?

Thinking of this, Wen Yuan immediately called Ji Xingyao.

"Beep, beep, the number you dialed cannot be connected at the moment. Please try again later."

After several consecutive calls went unanswered, Wen Yuan couldn't help but feel a little worried.

She then called the apartment manager and asked him to help find Ji Xingyao.

"Miss Wen, don't worry. Miss Ji came down just now. She mentioned that her phone accidentally fell into the pool while moving things, and it seems to be broken."

"Please ask her to call me back after you see her."

"Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Yuan looked at Gao Yan downstairs and, adhering to the principle of out of sight, out of mind, quickly closed the curtains.

Wen Yuan worked absent-mindedly until dark and then got off work.

It just so happened that her driver had taken a day off today, so she drove here by herself.

Boom, the engine roared, and Wen Yuan's car drove out of the garage.

Passing by the park parking lot, she glanced over and saw that the black Jaguar was gone.

For some reason, she felt relieved.

Li Zhao appeared so suddenly that she was completely unprepared and didn't know how to face him.

Halfway through the drive, Wen Yuan's phone rang.

She thought it was Ji Xingyao and quickly pressed the answer button.

"Hey, Xiaoyuan, are you off work?"

Ji Mingyi's slightly intimate address gave Wen Yuan goosebumps: "Mr. Ji, is there something wrong?"

"Are you free to have lunch together tomorrow?"

"No."

"Oh, you rejected me so quickly again. It hurts my heart."

Ji Mingyi has an ambiguous attitude. He shows mercy to everyone and casts his net everywhere.

Seeing that Wen Yuan was not interested, he finally threw out the key point: "The president of the Merchant Shipping Association will be there tomorrow. Aren't you interested in the newly opened dock?"

Wen Yuan is the fish he has not yet caught, so when there is good news, he will reveal it to her in advance.

He really knew how to cater to her preferences. As expected, Wen Yuan replied without hesitation: "Okay, see you tomorrow."