On the Correct Way of Not Failing a Course at the End of the Term

In the past few days, President Xue asked Song Yu to discuss cooperation matters with Yan Baijing, but Song Yu felt that his own use was dispensable, and it mainly depended on Yan Baijing's plan.

What made Song Yu even more puzzled was that Mr. Xue had brought his son with him.

The whole meal did not revolve around cooperation matters at all.

Mr. Xue looked at Song Yu kindly. His son also seemed to be a very sunny guy, and he seemed to have no gap with Mr. Xue.

Song Yu can still understand, after all, homosexuals who are supported by their families will be happier.

As a result, Mr. Xue's words almost made Song Yu jump up from the stool in fright.

"Song Yu, what do you think of my son?"

When Song Yu was asked this question, he subconsciously looked at Yan Baijing.

Yan Baijing's reaction was ridiculous. The knife cutting the steak made a "squeak" sound on the plate, and half of the beef fell directly to the ground.

The funnier thing was that Yan Baijing calmly picked up the steak on the table paper and threw it into the trash can.

He saw Yan Baijing frowned, and the action of cutting the steak in his hand was very vigorous.

This case was very important to them, and Song Yu didn't dare to talk nonsense.

He smiled.

"Mr. Xue, your son must be as good as you."

He couldn't figure out what Mr. Xue meant by this question, but it certainly wasn't about business.

The worst result is that this is a blind date in the name of discussing business.

Song Yu's head exploded after this unrest and another wave.

He was originally a person who didn't like trouble, and he simply avoided this kind of speech and behavior in the officialdom.

"Then do you like it?"

Mr. Xue seemed to be able to see what Song Yu was thinking, and asked directly.

Song Yu looked at Mr. Xue helplessly, and it was obvious that he meant the same thing by mixing private and business affairs.

If he agreed to cooperate, Song Yu had to get along with his son.

Yan Baijing couldn't lose the case, but he also didn't want to have a relationship with anyone other than Yan Baijing.

Song Yu was about to speak, but Yan Baijing who was beside him couldn't bear it anymore.

"Mr. Xue, let's talk about the specific matters of cooperation?"

Mr. Xue squinted at Yan Baijing, "Young man, you need to be patient in doing things."

Yan Baijing bit his lower lip, but endured it.

Who told him to ask Mr. Xue again.

Seeing Mr. Xue's eyes fall on him again, Song Yu's scalp tingled for a while, but he still faced the difficulties.

smiled.

"Mr. Xue, you think highly of me. I'm lucky to have your appreciation. The key depends on how your son thinks of me."

As soon as this was said, Mr. Xue's son smiled gracefully.

"I got to know you from my father before, and I think your personality suits me very well."

my day.

Song Yu hardly dared to look at Yan Baijing's expression now.

What should I do.

He really wanted to say it outright, but once he said it, this cooperation would be out of the question.

Song Yu weighed the pros and cons, gritted his teeth, and was about to say something when Yan Baijing's hand slowly covered his, and squeezed gently.

His thoughts became even more chaotic.

Yan Baijing loves him very much, and Yan Baijing's company needs the company's support even more.

Otherwise, Yan Baijing's hard work may face bankruptcy due to insufficient publicity.

The game "Reciting Language" was stillborn.

Why did this kind of fucking plot happen to him.

He understood what Yan Baijing meant, and what Yan Baijing meant was to let him say what he had to say, without worrying about his company, he would think of other ways.

but……

"Song Yu has a date, Mr. Xue, do you want to give up cooperating with us?"

Yan Baijing understood everything when he saw Song Yu biting his lower lip.

Song Yu's heart skipped a beat when he heard Yan Baijing's words.

He saw Yan Baijing's hands were shaking.

I don't know if it's because of anger or nervousness, but Yan Baijing's eyes are still as deep as ever.

No matter what, he will not be in a mess.

Mr. Xue smiled, "Mr. Yan's patience doesn't seem to be good enough."

Yan Baijing also smiled at Mr. Xue, "Mr. Xue, you should know that my cooperation case does not depend on you."

Mr. Xue said "hahaha", "So, I, the most influential company, can't get into your eyes yet."

Yan Baijing's eyes were chilling, but the smile on his face didn't fade in the slightest, "Mr. Xue was joking, I just don't think it's worth it for your son. After all, I don't think your son's happy life should be equal to the deal between us. Number."

Amazing!

Yan Baijing explained the advantages and disadvantages of this in a few simple sentences, and the words were not offensive.

I used to think that Yan Baijing was very smart, but I didn't expect this strong guy to be a man.

I don't know how many times better than talking only along the other side's steps.

Mr. Xue laughed three times after listening, "You are really good at talking, it seems a shame not to cooperate with you..."

Yan Baijing just gave a dry laugh, "Look at Mr. Xue's face."

Yan Baijing has always been a person who will firmly hold the focus of the topic in his own hands.

It's ridiculous that I underestimated him again.

Why would he forget the fact that he is at the helm of a company because of how gentle he is with himself.

Except for such a small episode, the meal was finished without any risk.

After returning home after dinner, Yan Baijing lost his temper.

Without saying a word, his face was gloomy.

Song Yu looked at Yan Baijing's serious face, felt guilty, and asked an extremely stupid question.

"Bai Jing, what do you want to eat? I'll buy it for you."

Yan Baijing's mood didn't get any better because of Song Yu's funny words.

He just turned his head and stared at Song Yu with deep eyes.

His tone was a little cold.

"Song Yu, what do you take my feelings for you for, a deal?"

Yan Baijing has never treated Song Yu like this before. After getting used to a person's gentleness, this person suddenly becomes indifferent to you. It feels really uncomfortable.

Song Yu could have understood why Yan Baijing was angry, but when Yan Baijing accused him like this, his temper exploded.

"Yan Baijing, what the hell do you mean!"

Yan Baijing frowned, "I'm so unreliable in your heart? Do you have to compromise and grievance in exchange for the company's interests?"

Song Yu punched Yan Baijing's face, "Did you take the wrong medicine?"

A trace of blood oozed from the corner of Yan Baijing's mouth.

Song Yu was startled to realize how hard his punch was, but it was too late to regret it.

There was a trace of injury in Yan Baijing's originally calm eyes.

A bit of sarcasm spread from the corner of his lips.

He calmly looked Song Yu straight in the eyes, and without saying anything, he turned around and left.

not like this!

Song Yu's heart trembled, and the blood all over his body exploded.

He grabbed Yan Baijing's arm and turned him towards him with all his strength. The moment he met those slightly red eyes, Song Yu's blood froze in an instant.

He didn't think about anything, stood on tiptoe, and roughly bit his lips.

The confused kiss made even the mood messed up.

But the only thing that was clear was that Yan Baijing didn't respond.

Then Song Yu let go of Yan Baijing, and seeing that Yan Baijing was still silent, he became angry from the bottom of his heart.

"Yan Baijing, what the hell is your temper?"

A trace of sarcasm curled up on Yan Baijing's lips, "Song Yu, are you happy that Mr. Xue's son has taken a fancy to you?"

As soon as these words came out, Song Yu was stunned.

"What the hell?"

"I don't want to quarrel with you." Yan Baijing turned around and walked slowly towards the bedroom, leaving Song Yu alone in the living room.

Does this guy have to be so angry?

Song Yu forced himself to calm down and think about what happened just now.

First, I had dinner with Mr. Xue, then Mr. Xue asked him about his partner, and then...

He replied that it depends on how Mr. Xue's son thinks of him...

Then Mr. Xue's son said that he fell in love with him!

Fuck!

Song Yu was enlightened.

It turned out that the reason why this idiot was angry was not because of his hesitation at all, but because of this ambiguous sentence.

So Yan Baijing, a fool with a deep brain, is jealous now?

After Song Yu figured it out, he almost lost his breath.

Enough of Yan Baijing's boring show!Is there anyone who is so arrogant and awkward? !

Song Yu looked at Yan Baijing's bedroom, sighed, and went forward to open the bedroom door.

Fortunately, fortunately, I didn't have the imaginary behavior of locking the door and getting angry.

Pushing open the door, he saw Yan Baijing typing complicated and boring codes into his notebook.

Suddenly, I felt that this guy's jealous behavior was childish and cute.

Song Yu hooked the corners of his lips, "Hey, Yan Baijing, aren't you jealous?"

Yan Baijing raised his eyebrows, Song Yu understood what he said.I wanted to subconsciously say no, but the words came to my lips, "So?"

So why be honest again at this moment.

Yan Baijing didn't want to admit that he was really jealous.

Whenever he saw Mr. Xue's son, he always had an urge to tear him apart. As a result, Song Yu hesitated for a long time without giving an answer. Most importantly, he even held Song Yu's hand. Still hesitating! !

Yan Baijing was so angry that his lungs were about to explode.

After returning home, he wanted to talk about it, but he couldn't control his tone for a while, and the words were a bit heavy, but Song Yu punched him without hesitation.

The punch left him in a daze for a long time, and it hurt a lot.

Quite painful.

Even my heart hurts.

When he stared into his eyes, what he restrained was the violence hidden in his body.

Angry to the point of internal injury, there is nothing to say.

He understood Song Yu's approach, and also understood why Song Yu hesitated.

He didn't understand why he was so angry.

only……

He really wanted to hear him admit it, firmly.

That's all.

"So, there is a saying that what to do if your daughter-in-law is jealous, just fuck him and cry."

Before he recovered his thoughts, Song Yu's voice floated in his ears. In the next second, Song Yu pushed him down on the bed and took off his clothes.

He didn't react for a moment, "What?"

Song Yu pressed on top of him.

His eyes met Song Yu's face that suddenly sneered.

"Yan Baijing, I will make you jealous!"

With a slight movement of the fingers, the belt was undone, and the zipper was also unzipped along the way.

Song Yu held the soft object in his hand and rubbed it, and there was an immediate reaction.

"Yan Baijing, please listen to me. I have no interest in anyone except wanting to do these things to you. You'd better use your body to remember this sentence for me."