My NO.1 Mr.

Cheng Du was a little flustered when he woke up.

Something that had never appeared before appeared in his dream.

a man.

Cheng Du sat up suddenly from the bed, threw off the quilt, rushed into the shower room, and looked at himself in the mirror, just shaken from shock.

He's asexual, and he's known it since he was a teenager.

His first wet dream was bungee jumping, and he didn't even think of anyone's face or body when he had sex.This is the prerogative of asexuals, they only love themselves.

But yesterday, Yan Qiting appeared.

Yan Qiting sent him home, helped him take off his coat, and fed him warm water, all of these were normal.

But the abnormal one was obviously himself.When Yan Qiting turned around and was about to leave, his fingertips brushed the warm skin on Yan Qiting's neck, and grabbed the other's tie.

Then the direction of this matter was completely abnormal. Yan Qiting, who was supposed to leave, did not pull the tie out of his hand, but called his name in a gentle voice he had never heard before. He barely pressed the other party's lips, and the other party responded enthusiastically.

Cheng Du recalled in disbelief, his eyes were completely messed up.

He admits that Yan Qiting is very attractive, but how long has he only seen him?When did he have strange thoughts about him?When did this subtle idea get into your subconscious?

Cheng Du was a little crazy, this completely out of control dream made it difficult for him to calm down when he stood at the door of the CEO's office.

Although Yan Qiting said to give himself a day off, but tomorrow and the day after tomorrow are weekends, in this case, it is three days off in a row, and the current situation is that he has a lot of things to do, and he doesn't want to rest at all.

He wanted to walk into the office as usual, but the dream last night was so real that he didn't know what expression to use to face Yan Qiting.

He lingered outside for a while, when the frosted glass door suddenly slid open from the inside to both sides, and the administrative director came out from inside.

"Tezhu Cheng, are you here to see Mr. Yan? Why don't you go in?" The administrative supervisor, surnamed Yuan, is a highly educated woman who is admired by everyone in the company.Because Yan Qiting was not too willing to take care of the company's performance and administrative assessment every month, and asked her to hand it over directly to the special assistant for approval, so Cheng Du had dealt with her several times, and they were not strangers to each other.

"Ah... yes. Well, I'll answer the phone first." Cheng Du took out the phone with a black screen from his pocket to look at it, nodded to her solemnly, and was about to walk out when he suddenly heard a voice inside. came the deep voice:

——"Mr. Cheng? Come in."

Cheng Du had no choice but to stop, turned around stiffly and walked in.

"President Yan, Fang Chu over there..."

Yan Qiting was wearing reading glasses and looking at the computer. When he saw him coming in, he typed a few times on the notebook, and then turned the screen towards him: "Fang Zhimo, don't worry, Mr. Cheng, take a look at this."

Cheng Du pushed his glasses and stared at the contents of the email with a slightly surprised expression: "...This is?"

Yan Qiting smiled: "There is no invincible enemy in this world. If we can't get through the frontal way, let's try to go around."

Cheng Du thought for a while and said, "Mr. Yan, this step is too risky. I don't recommend it. Is there something wrong with Han Ke?"

Yan Qiting turned the pen in his hand, and said with a smile, "I'm holding Han Ke's question right now."

Cheng Du leaned on the table and stared at the mail, rolled down and then frowned: "Mr. Yan, don't rush to draw conclusions, let me make a call." After speaking, he walked out with his mobile phone.

"Wait." Yan Qiting stopped him, looked at him for a while, hesitant to speak, and said: "There are many ways to solve this matter, Mr. Cheng can figure it out for himself, don't lose the big because of small things."

What Yan Qiting said was quite meaningful, Cheng Du didn't understand what it meant for a while.He nodded to Yan Qiting, walked out with his mobile phone, and dialed Han Wei's number.

"Mr. Cheng, you left early last night, are you feeling better now?" Han Wei asked enthusiastically.

Last night, these brothers have been teasing Cheng Du, and now they say this... I always feel a bit suspicious of crying.Cheng Du smiled: "It's much better, Han Ke is really huge, Cheng is ashamed of himself."

"Where is it, Boss Yan is huge, and I have to fight with him next time." Han Wei said with a smile.

"That's fine, how about I play a game on Saturday. Continuous fighting hurts our bodies, so let's all take a rest today." Cheng Du said.

"My brother is right, but I happen to have something to do on Saturday, let's try another day." Han Wei still smiled.

But Cheng Du knew that there was an article in it when he heard these three words, and asked tentatively, "What about Sunday?"

Han Wei said with a chuckle: "It seems that there are also arrangements for Sunday, another day, another day."

They only said another day, but didn't mention the specific date, so Cheng Du could be sure that something happened, so he said some polite words to the other party before hanging up the phone.

It's strange, although yesterday's meeting was good, did something happen that I don't know about?Looking at Yan Qiting's appearance, it seems that he knew the situation long ago. Could it be that the talk broke down later?

Cheng Du thought of this, looked through the address book, and dialed Fang Zhimo's number.

It rang for a while before it was connected, and Fang Zhimo's voice came: "Cheng Du."

"Well, it's me. I left without telling you yesterday. I'm sorry."

There was a sound of inhalation, probably smoking a cigarette.When did this person become so addicted to smoking?Cheng Du thought to himself.

"Ah, it doesn't matter what happened yesterday. When you have time, come out and have a drink." Fang Zhimo's voice was still faint, and he couldn't hear the emotion.

"I don't care. I've been working on the land recently, and I don't have much entertainment. You can do it anytime." Cheng Du deliberately clicked on the word "land", depending on Fang Zhimo's attitude.

"That's fine, how about tonight, we are both old classmates, don't be too formal, just go to the bar." Fang Zhimo didn't follow him, but he didn't avoid it like Han Wei did, so Cheng Du guessed Eighty percent of the problems come from him.

No way... This is far from what Cheng Du expected.He was the one who offered to help that day, and he was also the one who got stuck. This matter is a bit unreasonable both emotionally and rationally.

"Okay, just find a bar close to your side, my time is more flexible here." Cheng Du said.

"No, there's a Qing bar in District A, it's quite famous, it's called Qiye, go there." Fang Zhimo said.

The Seven Leaf Bar is indeed quite famous, and it is similar to a landmark in District A. Of course Cheng Du knew where it was, and immediately agreed, "Okay, see you that night."

"See you tonight."

Cheng Du hung up the phone and knocked on the door again. Yan Qiting answered and came in, and the automatic door opened to both sides.

"President Yan, don't worry about this matter. I will contact Fang again tonight, and the bidding plan is waiting for my news. In addition, the bills and employee attendance sent by Director Yuan..."

Cheng Du nodded frequently while talking about Yan Qiting, Cheng Du also mentioned the follow-up situation of the Qipingqiao construction site, and then he was ready to go out.

"Mr. Cheng." Yan Qiting called Cheng Du, thought about his words, and decided to remind him: "Fang Chu's matter, you can take care of the size yourself, and if you encounter any situation that cannot be handled, you can give it to me at any time." I call."

Cheng Du received two incomprehensible hints in a row, turned around to look at Yan Qiting suspiciously, and Yan Qiting was already immersed in his official duties.

"Okay, Mr. Yan." Cheng Du frowned and thought for a while, then turned and went out.

Yan Qiting looked up at the slowly closing door, and turned the pen in his hand.

At 7:[-] p.m., Seven Leaf Bar.

When Cheng Du saw Fang Zhimo, Fang Zhimo was wearing a beige coat with a white cotton T-shirt inside, sitting at the bar casually flipping through financial magazines.

Cheng Du came here directly after work, and he was dressed formally. When he walked to Fang Zhimo's side, the other party's eyes obviously stayed on the tie in front of his neck for a while.

"Here we come." Fang Zhimo turned his eyes back, took a sip of the grapefruit tea in the cup, and pushed the water sign in front of Cheng Du: "What do you want to drink?"

Cheng Du smiled, and said to the waiter, "Give me a cup of the same honey grapefruit tea as this gentleman, and another serving of pasta."

After finishing speaking, he sat next to Fang Zhimo: "Has Mr. Zhimo eaten? I had a headache from drinking yesterday, and I almost didn't get up in the morning."

Fang Zhimo's eyes flickered again, and he looked at the liquid in the cup: "Then your boyfriend is too inconsiderate, at least make you a bowl of sober soup or something."

Cheng Du just took a sip of the lemonade handed over by the waiter, and almost choked on hearing the words: "Boyfriend?"

Fang Zhimo turned the cup in his hand, raised his eyes and said, "Isn't it? The one named Yan."

"Surnamed Yan? You mean Mr. Yan?" Cheng Du felt a little guilty when he thought of his dream in the morning.Did Fang Zhimo discover something?Impossible, before that dream, he was a serious asexual.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Fang Zhimo asked again: "Isn't it?"

"Of course not, we're just an ordinary superior-subordinate relationship." Cheng Du felt guilty again, but he still maintained a serious expression on his face. He had learned expression management and knew what expression was the most bluffing.

Fang Zhimo's eyes lingered on Cheng Du's face for a while, and then turned back to the grapefruit tea in front of him with an oh.

Cheng Du let out a long breath in his heart, but the more guilty he was, the more he had to act as if nothing had happened.He only needs to know about Yan Qiting's secret thoughts about Yan Qiting, and he has no intention of telling anyone, let alone his old classmates.

"Sir, your pasta." The waiter brought over the pasta and grapefruit tea, put them down in front of Cheng Du, and politely made a gesture of invitation.

Cheng Du thanked him, rolled up a roll of pasta with a fork and put it in his mouth.

Fang Zhimo stared at his hand holding the fork for a while, then suddenly said, "Cheng Du, date me."

(four)