Mr. Flower

Seeing the colorful flower-patterned suit being brought over by Sister Ah Qing, Tong Xiang shook his head and wrapped himself up in the plain denim suit...

"Mr. Yang, don't do this...don't...don't...don't..."

The more Tong Xiang screamed pitifully, the happier Yang Yiyue felt.Talking about the self-cultivation of the gold master's father, the pleasure he got is nothing more than this...

"Don't talk... ah!" Tong Xiang pinched Yang Yiyue's hand that was reaching out to grab the corner of his denim jacket, "Driver, bodyguard, cook, you don't need to wear this floral dress for anything, right? It's as good as a Hawaiian shirt... Why don't you get me a Hawaiian beach outfit?"

"Try it and you won't die..." Yang Yiyue smiled faintly, "Sister Qing, I remember which pattern you had last time? It's the very colorful one...ah, it's black background The red lips are densely covered, is that still there?"

Wanting to pinch the back of Mr. Yang's white hand, Tong Xiang's thumb and index finger had already stood up, but because he saw that design suit that was half densely covered with flaming red lips and half pure black... Without motivation, he just squeezed Mr. Yang's hand, gritted his teeth and said, "What a crime..."

"There are many other stage styles like this... We have collaborated with the TV station to do a lot of designs like this before, Mr. Yang, would you like to see this gold sequined one..." Sister Ah Qing completely ignored someone's sighing protest , only his regular customer Mr. Yang and these exaggerated designs are in his eyes.

Looking down at someone's hand that was holding him tightly, Yang Yiyue felt more at ease, "Golden sequins, flaming red lips, or flower patterns, Tong Xiangxiang, choose one..."

"I just want a set of pure black. Is it okay to sell houses or insurance?" In order to please the funder's father, both hands held Mr. Yang's hand with great strength, as if he was about to drown The man caught a piece of rotten driftwood.

"Impossible." Yang Yiyue's mind flashed through the Hongan company's email reminder sign, and these three words were categorically stated.

"Why?" Tong Xiang struggled to his death.

"I don't like a pool of stagnant water, I just like fresh clothes, angry horses, and burning oil..." Speaking of inhumane words, President Xiao Yang stretched out his other hand very humanely to pull down Tong Xiang's plain Jeans.

"I can only choose one of three?" Tong Xiang gave in, and took the initiative to let go, and took off the other side of the clothes for himself. The simple dark gray T-shirt fits very well. He accidentally pulled the corner of the clothes, and the lines of chest and abdomen muscles flashed .

Sister A Qing was carrying her sinful clothes and raised her eyebrows even more sinfully. Tong Xiang watched as Sister A Qing secretly gave Yang Yiyue a thumbs up on her waist.Yang Yiyue obviously saw it, bowed his head and smiled even more happily.

Being teased... being played deeply... Tong Xiang sighed in his heart.

While sighing, he wondered if he stepped on Mr. Yang's tail today or Mr. Yang wanted to discipline himself and he didn't understand what he meant?

"Shirt." Sister Ah Qing handed over the charcoal gray shirt, turned around enchantingly, and pointed to the fitting room.

Looking eagerly at Mr. Yang, Mr. Yang only glanced at him and then turned his eyes to the direction of the fitting room. The meaning was so obvious - today is a must try.

Tong Xiang stretched out a finger, picked up the charcoal gray shirt, suddenly smiled brightly, put his arms around Yang Yiyue's neck, and said affectionately: "I want you to accompany..."

Even a veteran in the business field like Sister Ah Qing accidentally covered her eyes with her clothes, so she couldn't see, really didn't see.

Yang Yiyue never thought that he would be so shameless, but lost the best time to escape, and was half-armed and half-dragged by him into the fitting room.

However, Yang Yiyue understood: Tong Xiangxiang is going to die, okay, who is afraid of whom?Turning around, he reached out and grabbed the dazzling suit with flaming red lips...

The two of them pulled each other, and rushed into the fitting room with an extremely heroic pace. After hearing the clicking sound of the door of the fitting room being closed, Sister Aqing finally couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing wildly.

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"Don't worry, Mr. Yang, I'll take it off now..." What Tong Xiang is afraid of is thick-skinned. His own is ten thousand times that of Yang Yiyue. He leaned his back against the door of the fitting room, blocking the way out.

At this time, he looked at Yang Yiyue with a smile, raised the edge of the gray T-shirt with both hands, and slowly copied it up. After half of the copy showed his abdominal muscles, he stopped decisively, and pressed down on Yang Yiyue with a smile like this, "Didn't you let me choose? Why do you elected……"

Yang Yiyue, who was lightly pressed against the wall, looked down at his intentionally exposed abdominal muscles, and said with a smile, "Father, the gold master, will help you choose."

Glancing at the flaming red lips, Tong Xiang said flatly, "I still like that flowery dress..."

"It's okay, let's not be in a hurry, let's try one by one slowly..." Sensing that Tong Xiang was going to play a hooligan, Yang Yiyue simply followed his wishes. After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand and dunked his fingers He pulled the person closer to him, "Tong Xiangxiang, if you want to wear colorful clothes, I will buy you..."

"What about the conditions?" Leaning obediently, Tong Xiang turned his head and saw Mr. Yang's ear. Today, he is very competitive, and he is not popular at all.

Seeing that his family's canary is so sensible and shrewd, Yang Yiyue began to negotiate conditions with him generously, "If you want to inquire about me, you can only ask me, not others."

"Hmm..." Tong Xiang began to reflect on when he revealed his secrets today, and suddenly remembered the matter of the online library, and immediately realized, "Have you read the search records?"

"Why don't you look at the search records again?" Yang Yiyue thoughtfully reached out his hand from the back bag of his trousers to help him pull out his phone, slid open the screen, entered the password to open the screen calmly, and handed it to him.

"Hey?!" Tong Xiang was stunned seeing that Mr. Yang was very familiar with the operation of his mobile phone.

"I can also recite your mobile phone number and business card number..." Yang Yiyue smiled while aiming at Tong Xiang's chin, "I'm more sensitive to numbers, and I didn't mean to steal your privacy, it was just carelessness."

"Can I report my height, bust, hips, and leg length to you? I can show it off to others in the future..." Tong Xiang accepted it quickly, "It will make Lin Zhongxiao and others envious."

"Forget about these false names..." Yang Yiyue refused, "You read it first, after reading it, let's continue changing clothes..."

He understood early in the morning that Tong Xiang wanted to sacrifice his appearance to scare himself. Once he understood the enemy's tricks, he would no longer be bewitched and frightened. Xiang took off his clothes and unbuttoned his shirt one by one. It was rare for him to be considerate, just like Tong Xiang helped him put on his clothes before.

Clicking on his search records, Tong Xiang saw all the way from Hong'an Company, which sells seeds and fertilizers, to Hong'an Company, a subsidiary of Hanggong Group, and even saw the record of searching for Hong'an Company's recruitment...the mood of buttoning his shirt was gone. Well, Mr. Yang has seen all of them anyway, so why are you still buttoning them up? Let’s continue to see all of them...

"I just want to know who and how..." Canary went online decisively.

"See?" The cunning funder's father also went online.

"I see." Canary admitted frankly.

"How is it?" the gold master's father asked directly.

"It's definitely not your favorite model, it's just a rumor."

Tong Xiang was very sure that Professor Yang was full of sophistication and shrewdness, and he was [-]% not Mr. Yang's favorite style.

Mr. Xiao Yang likes simple people, for example, he himself is so simple-simple and shameless, all his behaviors in front of Mr. Yang are to win favor and solid favor, don't worry about cheating more money, caring and pleasant wait wait wait……

"Is there anything else to ask?" Tong Xiang's answer was so straightforward, which made Yang Yiyue happy.

"Am I right?" Tong Xiang wanted to hear the affirmation from the gold master's father, "Why did you skip it?"

"One hundred points." Yang Yiyue raised his hand to help him button his shirt, and after buttoning one, he turned back to what he wanted to ask and said, "Is there anything else you want to ask?"

"Why is there such a rumor? Mr. Yang, it's very popular..." Tong Xiang likes Yang Yiyue buttoning himself.Light, serious, and cautious, like a kitten stretching out its paws to test you when it meets you for the first time, making you want to hold it in your hand and rub it vigorously.

"My mother is Yang Lingqi's second wife. Although she divorced his mother, his mother had no worries about her son being able to fully inherit the family business until I was born. Because of her bad morals, she didn't want to be He bullied him secretly, and we didn't deal with it when we were young." Yang Yiyue could think of many things when Yang Yihan bullied himself behind the back of adults when he was young.

"It sounds like a home-fighting temperament..." After Tong Xiang finished speaking, he took the initiative to take the flaming red lips. If the gold master's father wants to see it, he should wear it well.

"Almost." Yang Yiyue stopped talking after commenting, and looked up lazily at someone wearing a coat and suit by himself.

"No more?" He squeezed the collar of his suit to tidy up, but Tong Xiang didn't hear the following, and looked up at Yang Yiyue eagerly.

"Guess for yourself." To be honest, he looks quite interesting in it...a handsome nouveau riche, obviously missing something, that is, it can't cover up the handsome face, which is very different but charming.Yang Yiyue stretched out his hand and pushed him unconsciously, keeping him away from him so that he could appreciate it as a whole.

"A wealthy family is as deep as the sea, and there are thousands of routines, so how do you guess?" Tong Xiang shouted and turned around to Yang Yiyue who was admiring him, very caring, "Does it have anything to do with the scar on your collarbone? "

He said no, but subconsciously began to talk.Yang Yiyue smiled and said to him, "Stand at attention."

"No, I'm going to pose..." He said as he raised his hand to support the wall, and he was just short of a rose in his mouth and a top hat in his other hand like the male lead in a comedy movie.

"It is." Yang Yiyue closed his eyes in order to survive, but he kindly replied.

"That's what I want to do to get you out of the way, so I just hit you up and end up with it."

Opening his eyes, the suitor from the comedy movie was already back to normal. Yang Yiyue stretched out his hand and patted Tong Xiang's face. He approached him infinitely, and the tip of his nose almost touched him, before he said, "I really... like you."

After kissing Fang Ze in return, Tong Xiang smiled and said: "It should be an interview notification email, I don't think I have time to go." After that, he raised his phone, "Do you want to watch it together?"

"Are you sure?" asked Tong Xiang back, Yang Yiyue kindly reminded him, "What if it's something else? For example, thank you for your favor to our company, but I'm sorry to inform you..."

"Impossible...I have to be selected..." Unconvinced, Tong Xiang clicked on the mailbox, found the email from Hongan Company, and said with confidence: "You click on it, it's not an interview to inform me to kiss you , it was the interview that informed you to let me kiss one..."

"Anyway, I won't do business that I would lose..." Yang Yiyue wanted to push his phone away.

"This is obviously a profitable business..." He poked open the email vigorously with one finger, and the email unfolded in an instant——Dear Mr. Tong Xiang, thank you for your interest in our company, and I am sorry to inform you...

"Huh?" Tong Xiang saw the word sorry and was about to scold her.

Yang Yiyue laughed, grabbed the screenshot of the phone and sent it to himself.

Mr. Flaming Red Lips was so shocked, he pulled him into his arms, kissed him hard on the face, and said softly, "Mr. Yang, you are the only one..."