If You Are The One

Tan Yonghui was kissing Lin Yuran when the text message was sent.

There was a wet pink on the bed sheet, and it was full of strawberry ice cream that melted between the lips and teeth of the two of them.

Hearing the ringtone of the phone, Lin Yuran finally couldn't hold back and pushed Tan Yonghui away. He gasped for breath, and there were still some sporadic milk stains on the corner of his mouth, "You ruined it all..."

He pouted, raised the cone in his right hand, "Look, there's only a little left."

Tan Yonghui smiled and moved closer, "Didn't you say it was too cold, I just wanted to warm you up and feed you." After speaking, he grabbed his lover's waist and pushed her down on the bed, Just when he was about to do something further, Lin Yuran pushed him again.

"No more, my back hurts."

Tan Yonghui only thought that he wanted to refuse and welcome, so he stuck his fingers into the T-shirt and said with a smirk, "Shall I rub it for my baby?"

"What are you rubbing?" Lin Yuran gave Tan Yonghui a sideways glance, then he pouted and motioned towards the cabinet, "Your phone rang just now, could it be that you have some business to do?"

"Business?" Tan Yonghui was a little moved by the look of the person under him, so he just said lightly: "There is nothing important in the company recently." After speaking, he pressed the person down and kissed him.

It's just that I didn't expect that his palms might be too hard on the waist, and Lin Yuran yelled between his lips and teeth, "Oh! It hurts, hurts, hurts..." This scream made the whole person frown, "Boss Tan." He cried with a sad face, "You just pressed my place, it hurts so much."

Tan Yonghui let go of him the moment he made a sound. Seeing that Lin Yuran's expression didn't look fake this time, he lifted the quilt and clothes and took a look. The place he just touched was indeed blue and purple, and it looked like it was him last night. Enjoy the current heavy hand, "tsk." He sighed, no matter how good his temperament was, he was disturbed by these repeated obstructions.

"Forget it, you have a good rest, come, eat this piece of cake."

Tan Yonghui sat up, opened the exquisite gift box wrapped on the cabinet and handed it to Lin Yuran. Seeing the beautiful and delicious matcha mousse, Lin Yuran's eyes darkened, but he still pretended to be very happy on the surface, "Hey hey , I knew Mr. Tan was the best for me."

"Eat it, little glutton."

Tan Yonghui smiled dotingly at him, and took the phone by the way.

In fact, very few people know his private mobile phone number, and this is the point, dare to send text messages to disturb him... Tan Yonghui thoughtfully turned the phone around twice in his hand, Lin Yuran took a bite of dessert, saw Tan Yonghui's Looking at the expression, he couldn't help asking: "What's the matter with Mr. Tan? Why don't you look at your phone?"

Tan Yonghui, who was smiling dotingly at his lover just now, only glanced at Lin Yuran lightly this time, "It's okay, you can eat."

After finishing speaking, he pressed the power button with a calm face.

The phone lights up, and a new message is displayed on the lock screen, but there is no note, just an unfamiliar mainland number.

Lin Yuran found that Tan Yonghui's expression was even more ugly, but when he was about to secretly read the content of the text message, Tan Yonghui suddenly stood up.

"I'll go get you a glass of water."

"Oh."

Lin Yuran obediently agreed, but the moment Tan Yonghui walked out of the room, his eyes became dark.

In the living room, Tan Yonghui clicked on the message.

"Young Master Tan, I made a new discovery today.

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There are some others sent to your mailbox. "

--"Snapped!"

Lin Yuran was startled by the sudden sound of the cup breaking outside.

"Boss Tan?"

He couldn't help asking.

But what immediately responded to him was a loud slam of the door.

"Oh!"

……

Lin Yuran was stunned on the bed for a long time before realizing that Tan Yonghui had already left, and he slammed the door angrily.

He blinked his eyes, then seemed to think of something suddenly, quickly pulled his hands and feet out of the quilt and got off the bed. Although his body was covered in bruises, he didn't see the "weakness" of the man before him. When he stood up, you would find that In fact, he is quite tall, 1.8 meters above, but that face is too delicate, the whole person looks pure and handsome.

He found the mobile phone from the clothes in the bathroom, and he dialed a set of numbers skillfully, as if he had already memorized the number by heart.

A continental number.

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At the same time, in a fast-moving Lamborghini, Tan Yonghui looked cold.

He dialed the Bluetooth headset next to his ear, and his tone was unprecedentedly irritable, "Now! Immediately! Call Chen Hejia out to answer the phone!"

"what?"

He narrowed his eyes, "Try telling me again? What do you mean you can't find it? What do you mean you can't fucking find it!"

——"But... Mr. Tan, Manager Chen left after the meeting today. Really, no one knows where he is now."

Tan Yonghui took a deep breath for two seconds, looking very angry, he held it back, but he couldn't hold it back, he almost said through gritted teeth, "Shouldn't it be working hours now? As his personal assistant, even others are looking for Not yet? Today! Today you will get out of the company yourself!"

... Li Qiwen was about to cry.

When Chen Hejia came to the company this morning, he was very abnormal. He almost scolded everyone in the company, which made people in the company panic. The company said that he had to go out to deal with some personal matters, how could he not agree?

Unexpectedly, Chen Hejia left, his cell phone was left in the desk drawer, and no one answered his home calls. Now he is in a state of complete disappearance.

At this juncture, the boss of HK even called him to ask for someone, how could he know where the person was.

But Tan Yonghui doesn't care about this, no one answered Chen Hejia's private mobile phone, the private detective said he lost it, and now he can't find anyone when looking for the company's assistant, Tan Yonghui feels that his lungs are about to explode, and there is nowhere to go To vent, he angrily tossed the bluetooth headset from his ear and threw it out of the window.

Immediately afterwards, the wheels of the following vehicle crushed, and the thing that was brand new and intact just now was shattered into slag.

Seeing that the front was blocked again, Tan Yonghui kept honking the horn with a dark face. The noise disturbed the other drivers. He suffocated the national curse in his stomach.

This world is like this, whoever has money is the uncle.

Tan Yonghui went to the company like a "noise maker" all the way. The dark black sports car was shining in the sun, noble and beautiful, but he closed the car door with a "bang" without cherishing it. Then he entered the building angrily.

"Boss Tan."

"Hello, Mr. Tan!"

"Boss Tan!"

Although Tan Yonghui's complexion was very bad, the passing employees still greeted him with their heads down. Some of them even wanted to talk to him, but they were all frozen in place by Tan Yonghui's ice-like eyes.

Tan Yonghui stepped into the special direct elevator in a few strides. After pressing the number 25, he stood in the elevator and looked at his watch frequently. He soon reached the 25th floor. The elevator door opened with a "ding". Tan Yonghui straightened his suit jacket, Just stepped out.

A few beautiful secretaries who were smiling, wearing makeup and eating snacks just now threw away their things when they saw him, then stood up quickly and put on a beautiful smile, "Mr. Tan!"

"Ask Yi Xin to come to my office."

However, Tan Yonghui didn't even look at them. After giving these instructions, he entered the office, walked to his large desk, turned on the computer, and quickly entered the mailbox.

He was sitting halfway against the edge of the table, with his long legs resting on the ground, flipping through the contents of the mailbox, and when he turned around, he saw several other photos on the table that had been turned upside down. Black as the bottom of a pot.

It was at this time that Yi Xin arrived at the door.

"Knock knock."

Knocking on the office door politely, Yi Xin smiled and said, "Mr. Tan?"

"Come in."

Tan Yonghui stood up and said to Yi Xin who walked in slowly: "I want you to draw up the documents and call Chen Hejia back to Hong Kong immediately, and the ticket company will reimburse you. Before nine o'clock tonight, I want to see him standing here."

"..."

Yi Xin's smile froze on his face.

The author has something to say: the manuscript depositor is going to break up with me again_(:з」∠)_

And, come to ask for another wave of favorites and roll around... Xifeng Jun applied for the list today, but the list is so cruel that I am afraid that I will not be able to make it_(:з」∠)_

(I heard that asking for money will lose money and cry, please don’t lose money!!!)