After the former actor was forced to open for business

Fan Yue turned around, just in time to meet someone's gaze, and couldn't help being startled.

Xia Jincheng stood still and frowned, his eyes stayed on Fan Yue for a second, then he turned to look at the person beside him, and said coldly: "Xia Yu, it's time to go back to class."

Xia Yu pursed his lips, took advantage of the opportunity to hide behind Fan Yue with a cup of coffee, and said aggrievedly, "Brother, as I said, I don't have class today."

As he spoke, he still pointed to the person in front of him quietly, winked at Xia Jincheng and asked, "Brother, is this the handsome guy on your phone wallpaper? I'm even more handsome!"

Fan Yue's heart trembled, and he didn't know what expression to do for a while, he just looked at Xia Jincheng who was opposite him in a daze.

Seeing a faint blush quickly across the face of the man, he didn't even look at him, and only called out to Xia Yu behind him in a cold voice.

"Xia Yu." This was a warning.

"Okay...pretend I didn't say anything." Xia Yu resentfully walked out from behind Fan Yue.Seeing that his brother was going to be angry, he had no choice but to leave, and he could only be led out by Fu Zhihua in a desperate manner.

"Oh, it's like this every time." He muttered softly, then suddenly turned his head as if remembering something, and blinked at Fan Yue, "Don't get me wrong, my brother is actually very nice, very nice !"

"Ah?" Xia Yu's rambling words made Fan Yue dumbfounded. He turned his head to look at Xia Jincheng, who had a tense face and no expression. He didn't know if he was angry or what.

"Brother, I'm leaving, don't miss me too much!" Xia Yu waved his hand, and followed Fu Zhihua into the elevator.

Fan Yue saw that the interaction between the two brothers was basically Xia Yu talking, and Xia Jincheng was in charge of sullenly, feeling cute for no reason, and couldn't help but smile.

"What are you laughing at?" Xia Jincheng frowned at him.

Fan Yue shook his head, with a slight curve on his lips, "I just didn't expect Mr. Xia to have such a cute younger brother."

The man turned his head to look at the direction Xia Yu left, and asked, "Is it cute?"

Fan Yue nodded, and said casually: "Cute, children of this age are very cute."

Mr. Xia didn't seem to agree with his statement, "It's not too young, it's twenty."

twenty?The smile on Fan Yue's face froze for a moment.He originally thought that Xia Yu was only sixteen or seventeen years old...

"But twenty is not too big, let alone looks small." He said.

It was true, even Xia Jincheng was considered a child at Fan Yue's age, let alone Xia Yu who was ten years behind.

It was only after a few seconds of silence in the tea room that Mr. Xia said in a deep voice, "Well, you too."

Fan Yue: "?"

What does he mean? How can a 30-year-old man who has entered middle age compare with a teenager in his 20s?

Is this... being exaggerated by Mr. Xia to look young?

Fan Yue's mood suddenly became a little complicated.He turned his head to look at the man, hesitating whether to say thank you, after all, he was also a compliment to him.

But before he opened his mouth, Xia Jincheng asked, "What are you doing here?"

The vicinity of the president's office is relatively empty, and usually no one will come over. Fan Yue's appearance in the tea room at this moment cannot be because he got lost.

Xia Jincheng's question reminded Fan Yue that he came here to thank Mr. Xia, so he almost forgot.

Fan Yue hurriedly said, "I'm here to thank Mr. Xia."

"Thank you?" Xia Jincheng raised the end of his eyebrows lightly, and there seemed to be a faint smile on his lips.

He turned around and walked towards the office, "Come in and talk."

Fan Yue: "..."

In fact, it can be finished in one or two sentences, but it doesn't have to be so.

But he couldn't lose the patron's thigh that he just hugged, so he could only agree to follow behind into the president's office.

The decoration style of Xia Jincheng's office is very simple. In the huge office, there is a cool-colored sofa and coffee table near the window, and his desk and bookshelf are at the other end, and a simple electronic clock is hung on the wall. There are also a few framed old photos, which seem to be the senior directors of the Xia Corporation.

This style, just like Xia Jincheng, looks monotonous and boring.

But I'm only 25 years old, wouldn't it be better to have more colors? How can I look like an old cadre?Compared with this person, he is a 30-year-old middle-aged man who is so flirtatious...

Fan Yue sighed silently in his heart, and saw the man walked to the sofa and sat down, then waved to him, "Sit here."

"Okay." As soon as Fan Yue sat down on the sofa next to him, Assistant Fu came in with two cups of coffee.

"Go and do your work first." Xia Jincheng didn't look at Fu Zhihua, but these words were indeed addressed to him.

Fu Zhihua agreed, turned around and left the office, and closed the door, leaving only Xia Jincheng and Fan Yue in the room.

For some reason, Fan Yue always felt cramped every time he was alone with Xia Jincheng.It's not that I'm afraid of anything, it's just pure nervousness.

"Tell me, thank you?" Xia Jincheng took a sip of coffee and looked at him with great interest.

Fan Yue smiled, "Thank you Mr. Xia for fighting for me to be the second male lead in "Xinghai"."

Although he is confident that he can play this role with his own acting skills, the reason why the director was able to break the rules and give Chen Lixiao to him is probably because of Xia Jincheng.

He really knows this circle too well, without some background, he can't survive at all.

Mr. Xia was noncommittal and just asked him, "How do you know that I fought for you?"

Fan Yue explained his thoughts in detail.

He is not a person who will beat around the bush to curry favor with others, he just speaks up when he has something to say, he doesn't want to hide it, and he also suffered a lot because of this problem.

But he doesn't want to change, at least he is like this now when facing Xia Jincheng.

"Okay, that's my credit." Boss Xia put the coffee in his hand back on the table, and leaned back on the back of the sofa.

"So how are you going to thank me?"

Fan Yue asked again: "?"

Didn't he say thank you just now? How much more should I thank you? Could it be...

Say it again?

He looked at Xia Jincheng now, with a slightly complicated expression on his face.

If he really said how to thank this person, he can't think of anything else in his mind except working hard.

But it's boring to say this directly, so you have to be polite and see what the boss means.

Thinking of this, Fan Yue curled his lips into a smile, "How can Boss Xia want me to thank you?"

Seeing the man's eyes circle around him, Fan Yue vaguely felt as if he had jumped into a hole dug by someone, and he was quite uncertain.

As a result, Xia Jincheng said in a deep voice: "Then let's have a meal together."

"Okay." Fan Yue readily agreed, and he was also relieved.

Fortunately, it's just a meal, which is much better than those goofy motivational words that say "work hard to repay me"——

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"Come to my house." The man continued.

Fan Yue's body froze.

It's okay to eat, what's the situation at his house?There is no one who goes to the boss's house for the first time to eat with the boss, this...

"Mr. Xia, I know a very good restaurant—"

"No need." Before Fan Yue finished speaking, Xia Jin presented him to intercept him.

"I have a cook at home. Also, I don't like eating out at restaurants."

"..." Fan Yue finally realized how his uneasiness came from just now, this is not just a trap.

Before the live broadcast today, Xia Jincheng was in a bad mood, and he even lost his temper during the live broadcast, and the reasons for his anger were all related to Fan Yue.

Now I asked him to eat at home, presumably he was going to conduct ideological criticism education alone.

Fan Yue silently sighed in his heart, and he could only agree after saying all the words, "Okay, Mr. Xia, set a time."

"Then tonight."