I didn't catch it, they are inferior and they will bite

"President Si, here is your schedule for today." Yin Yao handed over the form he had just typed.

Si Nian didn't lift his head: "Let's let it go."

"What do you want for lunch, I'll make an order for you now."

Si Nian looked at the computer: "This is your job, don't ask me."

Listening to his inner voice, Yinyao smiled: "Alright President Si."

Back at the office, Yinyao opened the starving takeaway, quickly placed an order for the strongest Sha County snacks on the surface, and shamelessly remarked, "Thank you for adding more vegetables."

When Si Nian saw a small wonton and chicken drumstick rice on the table...he looked up at Yinyao.

"There are soup, rice, noodles, and meat, rich in nutritionally balanced ingredients, Mr. Si, please take your time." Yinyao put on a smiling face like a flower.

Si Nian clenched his fists tightly, his bulging forearm muscles were full of veins, he pushed the meal aside, and said coldly: "Go out."

"Alright President, call me to clean up after you finish eating."

Yinyao backed out and closed the door intimately.

Si Nian looked at the cheap wontons in the cheap plastic lunch box, and after a while, several question marks came down in his mind:

How did he know that I love Shaxian?No, I haven't spoken to anyone.

Yinyao: The main reason is that you keep shouting in your heart, "Why isn't Shaxian called SHAXIAN special Chinese restaurant? There's no way to say that."

"Yes, twelve inches is fine. What kind of characters should you write? Just look at it."

Yinyao hung up the phone and let out a long sigh of relief. After a long time, he picked up the phone again and wanted to do something.

But after pressing his finger on the phone number just now, he still didn't dial it again.

It's just... that person should like it, that idiot's brain is as pale as a goose feather, and everyone's inner voice can be heard except him, adding so much workload to himself for no reason.

At the end of the day's work, Yinyao took Si Nian's overcoat and helped him put it on, and took the scarf on the sofa to help him tie it.

"President Si, should we go now or?" Yin Yao asked.

Si Nian pulled off his tie, his gaze flicked across Yin Yao's face: "Now pass."

"Then I'll call the driver."

The two got into the car, and Si Nian sat in the back seat. Yinyao originally wanted to go to the co-pilot, but heard Si Nian say coldly: "Sit in the back, I don't like to stretch my neck and talk to people."

Yin Yao nodded, and sat obediently next to Si Nian.

Si Nian looked at the big box in his hand with a tacky pink bow tied on it, turned his eyes away, and said intentionally or unintentionally:

"My last secretary gave me a Patek Philippe watch last year."

Yinyao said "ah", looked down at the cardboard box in his hand, and secretly tightened his fingers: "That watch seems very expensive."

Si Nian gave a cold "hmm" and continued: "You don't seem to have any work experience at all, and you never know how to find out other people's preferences first."

Yinyao raised his head, his dull eyes reflected the splendor of neon lights: "But my job is to study your preferences."

Si Nian sneered, turned his head away and didn't speak again.

Yinyao didn't know how rich Si Nian's previous secretary was, he didn't have the ability to buy a 10,000+ wristwatch as soon as he raised his hand.

Looking at the box in my hand, I still felt a strange feeling in my heart, like a little worry and a little nervous.

The car sped along the vast city boulevard, and gradually entered the legendary rich area, which is the center of the first district.This is a luxury that Yinyao has never seen before, and a noble place that even Liao Yuanyu has never set foot in.I heard that the people who live here are all consortium families with a surname of Si, and even the mayor can't afford a one-square-meter toilet here.

Yinyao can probably imagine what it will be like after a while.

The car finally arrived at the destination, and the driver respectfully ran over to help Si Nian drive.

When you get off the car, a huge crystal-like building stands in the middle of a large garden. The walls are made of ultra-bulletproof full glass, which is extremely luxurious.

A large group of people gathered in the courtyard in front of the building. They were wearing high-end suits that were worth a house, and any accessories would be enough for ordinary people to eat for a lifetime. Their gestures revealed the luxury and elegance of high-end ABOs.

"Mr. Si! It's been a long time! It's hard to see you." A man immediately came up to Si after seeing Si, and shook hands with him enthusiastically.

Si Nian just shook hands with him and then withdrew his hand, his eyes didn't stay on the man for half a second.

Yinyao held the box in his hand and followed Si Nian's pace closely. Along the way, he heard the doubtful voices of many people:

"Why can a low-class person from the third district come to this dinner party?"

These years people are really well-educated, and they didn't call the third district a slum.

Yin Yao smiled mockingly, and followed Si Nian into the building.

The inside was also full of people, but the people inside seemed to be older and more imposing, and they probably belonged to the same category as Si Nian.

"Yo, Nephew Si Nian, long time no see." A man who looked about 50 or [-] years old came over with a wine glass, with a sinister smile on his face.

The way he looked at Si Nian was like looking at a bratty yellow-haired boy, with contemptuous disdain,

Si Nian was a full head taller than him, looking down at him, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth: "Yeah, busy with work."

The man glanced at Yinyao behind Si Nian, and his eyes slid from his face to the box in his hand. Immediately afterwards, the man suddenly burst out into violent laughter as if he saw some big joke .

Yinyao looked at him silently, although she couldn't see him, she could still imagine his face, her eyes were indifferent.

"Nephew Si Nian, what's the matter with you, your taste has reached this level?" The man said while knocking on the box in Yinyao's hand, "Hey, it's really a rare and rare thing in heaven and earth. "

Yinyao smiled: "Sir, no matter how much you like this, I can't give it to you, but I can leave you a call, and the [-]-inch one is on sale right now."

The man's face collapsed, and after carefully looking at Yinyao, he sneered, "Sure enough, what a bastard can say... Nephew, is it possible that everyone in this world is dead? You want to find a bad-natured O to be your secretary." ?”

Si Nian took out a cigarette and lit it with "Bada". After exhaling a long column of smoke, he asked in a puzzled tone:

"Uncle, I'm a little curious. Did my secretary sneak into your house in the middle of the night last night and steal your rice?"

The man didn't seem to understand Si Nian's meaning, so he froze for a while.

"Since you didn't eat your rice, you're meddling in your business by saying that." Si Young smiled contemptuously, "Instead of showing off to me here, it's better to discipline your son, the company that YS allocated to him at the beginning You've already lost almost everything, so the next step is to beg grandpa to give him another company like a beggar?"

Si Nian raised his eyes, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle: "How many fortunes like this are not enough for him to build."

He didn't look at the man's expression now, but turned his head and whispered to Yinyao: "What are you doing in a daze, your feet are heavy?"

Yinyao hugged the box and followed immediately.

"Throw this thing away." Si Nian said coldly again.

Yinyao knew that he was talking about the box in his hand.

Then, Si Nian took off his watch from his wrist and put it on the box: "Give this to Si Rong later, don't embarrass me."

"President Si." Yin Yao picked up the watch and handed it over, "The real shame is to enjoy the gift you got without hard work and still lose all. I don't think I have any shame."

Si Nian frowned, suddenly raised his hand, grabbed the box and threw it aside, the box rolled around and fell into a corner.

He lowered his voice like a warning: "Don't forget your identity, you are not worthy of telling me to work hard."

Yin Yao shrugged: "Well, you are right."

Si Nian ignored him, turned around and took the wine glass from the long table to greet the others.

Yinyao stood in the crowd, listening to the commotion around him, he walked slowly through the crowd, listening to the disdain and ridicule from the bottom of his heart, he found his own box, picked it up, and straightened the ribbon on it.

Holding the box in his arms, he smelled the sweet fragrance inside, and told himself that there was nothing to be ashamed of, these were earned by his hard work.

But there is still a trace of loss in my heart.

"Oh, Nephew Si Rong! It's been a long time since you've seen you, and you've grown so big. Are your eyes okay..." Suddenly, the man who had ridiculed him just now uttered a barking sound that was like licking a dog.

Yinyao smelled the fragrance, the fragrance emanating from Si Rong's body.

"Long time no see, uncle, how are you doing?" Si Rong politely shook hands with the man.

But the eye was quickly drawn to someone in the crowd.

"I'm in good health. You still miss me. You're so sensible. It's your birthday today. Uncle doesn't have anything to give. It's just a [-]-square-meter flat in the business district. See if you like it."

Si Rong made a "hmm" sound, said a few perfunctory words, turned around and squeezed into the crowd, but was soon stopped by the swarming crowd.

When Yinyao sorted out Si Nian's schedule during the day, he found that today is Si Rong's birthday, and he knew that he would definitely attend Si Rong's birthday party with Si Nian. After thinking about it for a long time, he didn't know what to give, because he hadn't Having attended anyone's birthday party, the people in the slums seem to have long forgotten their own important day, and when he was with Liao Yuanyu, he usually went out with other friends to have a big feast on his birthday, and he would not ask himself to go there together .

So Yinyao took it for granted that, just like on his birthday, having a little cake is already the happiest thing in the world.

He had been choosing the color and flavor of the cake for a long time, and when the clerk asked him what to write on the cake, he also thought about it for a long time, wrote and scratched on the paper, and finally left it to the clerk to decide.

It's not that he wants to please Si Rong, but that he has indeed done a lot for himself, and it's just a thank you to him.

The guests spent a lot of money, and any gift they gave was worth 800 million yuan, as if banknotes were waste paper to them, and they even competed with each other secretly.

Si Rong just responded to them calmly, looking at Yinyao who was still standing aside.

Si Nian walked up to Si Rong, and handed him an exquisite box, which was estimated to be a wristwatch in size, after all, his poor brain cells could only think of such uncommon gadgets.

Or, from his unwillingness to look at Si Rong, it can be seen that he doesn't really care about Si Rong.

Because he was a descendant, and his father was also a descendant, but in the end the entire consortium fell into the pocket of Si Rong, the concubine's grandson.

There is such a reason?

"Ouyou, nephew Sinian is really generous." The man called "Uncle" emphasized the word "generous", "By the way, you still have your new secretary with you? What did the secretary prepare?" Something, let everyone open their eyes."

For a moment, all eyes fell on Yinyao.

To be exact, it was the box in his hand.

Si Rong smiled faintly, staring at Yinyao.

Yinyao seemed to be in a daze for a long time before slowly walking in front of Si Rong, pushed out the box in his hand, and said softly, "Mr. Si, I wish you a happy birthday."

There was a chuckle from somewhere in the crowd, laced with contemptuous arrogance.

Si Nian took a deep breath, his eyes could almost kill.

It seems that the interest of the nobles is to watch the bastards who are incompatible with the banquet make a fool of themselves, and they especially look forward to Si Rong's reaction in the next second.

The author has something to say:

Document 1 - "I really didn't marry the villain for money [Transmigration Book]"

Copywriter:

An Rao is very good-looking, everyone loses himself when he looks at him for ten thousand years.

Beauty is a crime, he was punished and transmigrated into a cool novel in the entertainment industry, and became the cannon fodder husband and wife of the villain in it.

In the original text, the villain actor loves the protagonist deeply, and regards the cannon fodder who looks very similar to the protagonist as a meal replacement.

But the cannon fodder bullies the market every day to run against the protagonist group, and finally the infatuated villain angrily drives him out of the house, cutting off all his sources of income, and the forced cannon fodder can only live by making colored movies.

An Rao's eyes darkened, and he firmly believed that he could still save him.

First, he wants to stay away from the virus protagonist group;

Second, he wants to curry favor with their villain husband to gain trust, and finally earn a huge amount of divorce compensation to realize his great dream of traveling around the world.

He shows his legs, waist, and shoulders every day, biting his mouth and saying "husband, you are so bad" every day. He often shoots his daily vlogs and posts them on the Internet, trying to create a little white flower persona.

Because of her outstanding beauty, An Rao became angry again.

Netizens said one after another: "Forgive the beauty of the prosperous age! If you spend money, let me be on TV!"

An Rao: It's definitely not because they give too much, it's purely because of their hospitality.

When An Rao rushed to the recording site, he was dumbfounded. Aren't the people who participated in the variety show together the original protagonist group and that cheap husband?

According to the plot, the male protagonist in the original text started the road of slapping faces and scumbags through this variety show.

An Rao wants to live, especially wants to live.

He preemptively strikes, seeing that the hero wants to cut his hands while chopping vegetables, he stabs himself and weeps first;

The male lead was about to fall into the lake and let him take the blame, he quickly pushed the male lead back and jumped down first...

But in the next second, he was dragged into a firm embrace.

An Rao shivered:

This villain husband's eyes are not right.

When he stood still, he trembled again.

Why is the protagonist looking at me wrong?

Chu Guannan is the villain in the novel "The Second Coming to the Altar". In the book, it is assumed that although he is a superstar that attracts everyone's attention, it cannot prevent the protagonist Shou from secretly promising the protagonist.

I can't love him, he has turned black.

Shen Guannan seldom goes home, after all, looking at the head hurts at home.

When he came home depressed after three months of filming, his stand-in wife seemed out of order.

Changed from the previous arrogance and domineering, and softly called "husband" every now and then.

I didn't realize before that the daughter-in-law's waist is so thin, her legs are so long, and her skin is as white as tofu.

Later, Chu Guannan, who fell in love, thought that the two of them would get along day and night for mutual affection, and planned to formally propose marriage, but overheard An Rao calling someone else:

"Do I like his money? I like his status as a superstar rich second generation."

Chu Guannan smashed the glass, blackened it like the original text x2, and it was bound to drag someone to bed to find out.

Chu Guannan suppressed him, trying his best to restrain his emotions: "If you like money, you still like me."

An Rao: "Of course you like money...you with a bright future."

Bear with it first, making money is more important.

Document 2 - "The Day I Became a Suspect [Criminal Investigation]"

Copywriter:

Jinshu's police ID card was lost on a rainy night, and then he somehow became a serial killer who was feared all over the country.

The Criminal Investigation Bureau jumped up and down just to find the real culprit and clear Jinshu's grievances, but the criminal was too shrewd to leave a trace.

Just when everyone was at a loss, a new team leader of the serious crime team was parachuted from the police station. Facing Jinshu's kind eyes, he said coldly:

"Let's explain, your psychological activities when you committed the crime."

Everyone turned pale with shock, only Jin Shu was enlightened.

The best way to know a criminal is to be him.

Yu Huaixi received instructions from his superiors to join the Municipal Criminal Investigation Bureau to help solve a serial murder case.

When he opened the file and saw the familiar face of the suspect Jin Shu, he chuckled lightly:

"caught you."