President, Our Egg Is Lost

The president's office on the top floor of the 46th floor of Hongsheng Building.

Cheng Yutang sat on the leather chair, crossed his hands on the desk, and frowned slightly.

"Mr. Cheng, when can the meeting start?" Zhao Baixin, the first assistant to the president, brought the brewed coffee to the table and asked cautiously.

From the moment he entered the elevator lobby, he felt that there was something wrong with Mr. Cheng. Instead of taking the special elevator, he actually squeezed into the employee elevator with a boy who delivered food.When I entered the office, I didn’t rush into work immediately like in the past. Instead, I sat in my seat without saying a word, as if wandering in the sky for more than 3 minutes, and left several department managers who were called to work overtime for a meeting in the conference room. Somewhat strange.

Cheng Yutang came to his senses, and instead of answering, asked, "Xiao Zhao, do you still remember what I did in Xingcheng at the end of December last year?"

"remember."

Zhao Baixin's ability to become the first general assistant must be outstanding. One of them is his good memory. Not to mention remembering the mileage and Tang's daily schedule in the past year, he must have left Ningshi for a business trip in Xingcheng. I was quite impressed, and immediately answered clearly while recalling: "You went to Xingcheng on December No. On the development and construction of the science and technology park, a preliminary cooperation intention has been reached. On Christmas Eve on the 20th, you found time to meet an old classmate, and the next morning you received a call from home and flew directly to the capital..."

Cheng Yutang interrupted his narration: "Where did I live on Christmas Eve?"

"Uh, wait a moment, let me take a look."

Zhao Baixin couldn't remember this, so he quickly took out his mobile phone to look up last year's electronic itinerary.Because that hotel was not a well-known international hotel, it was just run by a small local boss in Xingcheng, barely considered a four-star hotel.And Han Qingshi, Cheng Yutang's old classmate, was the nephew of the small owner of the hotel, and he was hosting guests at the hotel. Cheng Yutang drank two more glasses that night, and stayed there for one night.

Afterwards, Cheng Yutang didn't mention what they talked with their old classmates, and they didn't have much contact with each other afterwards, which shows that that day was insignificant to Cheng Yutang, and Zhao Baixin forgot about that day.I don't know why Mr. Cheng suddenly mentioned this.

"I found it. You are staying in the Xinhao Hotel. Mr. Han arranged for you a high-end suite. Do you have any questions?"

Big problem.Cheng Yutang couldn't help frowning even tighter.

He also remembered very clearly what happened during the day on Christmas Eve last year. He planned to return to Ning City in the afternoon after finishing all business affairs at noon, but he received a call from his middle school classmate Han Qingshi, which changed his schedule for the rest of the day.

Han Qingshi sat at the front and back tables with Cheng Yutang for a period of time. Han Qingshi was very smart and had good grades, and his relationship with Cheng Yutang, a top student, was once relatively close.After the college entrance examination, Cheng and Tang went abroad to study, and had little contact with all the classmates including Han Qingshi. Five years later, he came back and gradually took over the family group company. What's going on.

Han Qingshi said on the phone that he wanted to treat guests in the hotel owned by his uncle, and catch up with him. Cheng Yutang was a little surprised, and also felt a little nostalgic, so he went to Xinhao Hotel on time because he had nothing to do. about.

I haven't seen him for more than ten years. As a handsome talent recognized by the school, Han Qingshi's appearance and figure have not changed much, but his person has become a lot more slippery, and there is a bit more shrewdness and philistinism in his clear eyes.During the dinner, he first complimented Cheng Yutang for a long time, then talked about the domestic and international situation, and then took out a proposal, babbling about a project he had in Xingcheng, how good the development prospects were, and how profitable it would be in the future. It's impressive, but his qualifications in Xingcheng are still inexperienced, and he doesn't have enough connections. I hope Cheng Yutang can reach out to help him.

It was a lie that Cheng Yutang said that he was not disappointed, but he did not refuse Han Qingshi's request.As Han Qingshi said, this task was just a matter of effort for him. Thinking of the old classmates, he gave Han Qingshi the phone number of a developer who had a good cooperative relationship with Hongsheng and had a good personal relationship with him. , At the same time, it also stated that this is the first and last time.

Han Qing was so overjoyed that he almost knocked over the wine glass.

Cheng Yutang's drinking capacity is not bad, but after Han Qingshi's repeated persuasion, he still drank two more glasses, and became three or four points drunk, so after dinner, Han Qingshi's enthusiasm persuaded him to stay and live in Xinhao Hotel.

The memory after that was a bit chaotic, like a stimulating and charming dream.

After Cheng Yutang entered the large suite with vulgar furnishings, he found a young boy lying on the big bed in the bedroom. His appearance and body were quite outstanding, much more pleasing to the eye than the popular little fresh meat, and he knew who arranged it without asking.And these days, there are many people who are willing to sell themselves for a certain purpose, and each other is tacitly aware that each takes what they need.

Cheng Yutang came out to her family ten years ago. Although she didn't publicize it to the outside world, she didn't deliberately conceal her sexuality. Anyone who wants to inquire can always find out something about it.Han Qingshi is so smart, but also asks for himself, so he must have made preparations in advance.

Probably due to taking the medicine, the young man was a little confused, presenting a strange state that combined youthfulness and unrestrainedness, which inexplicably met Cheng Yutang's appetite.Coupled with the influence of alcohol, Cheng Yutang, who had never been interested in this kind of tricks before, lost control of himself for a moment and covered the young man.

The young man was so strong, he was quite resistant at first, baring his teeth and claws while screaming in pain, the two almost got into a fight on the bed.Cheng Yutang was aroused by the masculine desire to conquer when he was in a mess. He has good fitness all year round, and he has the advantages of body shape and skills. He got through the key in two or three times, and the boy quickly put away the thorns all over his body and softened. , and even actively wrapped itself around him like a big white and slippery fish, it was so clingy that it was almost unbearable.

Then it was a night of hearty, hearty and enjoyable.

Satisfied afterward, Cheng Yutang took a shower, and was hesitating whether to open another room to sleep, or to spend the night with the comatose boy, when his father suddenly called and informed his mother that she was admitted to the hospital in the middle of the night with abdominal pain. Appendicitis attack, just now surgery.

Cheng Yutang understands what the old man meant when he knew his father. He just hoped that he could go home as soon as possible, so that his beloved wife would be greeted and comforted by his son as soon as he woke up, so he would not care about the present. What time is it? It's not convenient for him as a son.

The old man was always so unreasonable, and Cheng Yutang ignored him most of the time, but this time things were different.He didn't go home for a while, and he really missed his mother, so he didn't care about any teenagers, so he left Xingcheng overnight and returned to the capital.

And then... there is no then.

Although the experience of that night was a bit special, and Cheng Yutang would occasionally reminisce about it when he was free, but it was nothing more than that.He didn't mention it to anyone, including Zhao Baixin, who didn't know exactly what happened, and gradually forgot it after a long time.

After all, it's just a transaction, and after the transaction, both parties are settled.He has even blacklisted Han Qingshi, and it is even more impossible for him to have anything to do with a young man whose name and identity are unknown.

But nine months later, just now in the elevator lobby, Cheng Yutang clearly saw that boy again.

In fact, I saw it once more than two months ago, but last time I took a quick glance and didn't see it clearly. This time, I took a closer look. Even though he was wearing a cheap and ridiculous take-out attire, he was still sure that it was that person.

However, when the young man saw him, he didn't show the expected emotions of shyness, fear, or flattery. Instead, he gave him a glare, and then left him to deliver food. It seemed that he didn't recognize him.

seem.

Cheng Yutang wasn't sure if it was just a coincidence, if the other party really forgot about him, or if someone deliberately set up a trick to play hard to get.

No matter which one it is, it makes him unhappy, and he must do something to change his mood.

"Mr. Cheng, why don't we cancel tonight's meeting and hold it tomorrow?"

Zhao Baixin saw that Mr. Cheng didn't speak for a long time and looked absent-minded, so he had to ask again.

Cheng Yutang said: "No, you go to the meeting room to prepare first, I'll be over in 3 minutes."

"Yes."

When Zhao Baixin left the office, Cheng Yutang took out his mobile phone, called a person's number from the blacklist in the address book, and dialed it.

Soon, the phone was connected, and before he could make a sound, a pleasantly familiar yet unfamiliar voice came from the opposite side: "Yutang, is that you?"

"it's me."

"It's been more than half a year, I thought you forgot your old classmates! How are you doing, are you still as busy as before? I saw an interview with you in a financial magazine two days ago , Said that you are always so busy that your feet don't touch the ground, you have become a trapeze."

"more or less."

"Hey, you are the president, so there's no need to work so hard. Just leave those messy things to the subordinates. It's not like I started from scratch, and I have to do everything myself. By the way, last time..."

"Han Qingshi, I called to ask, do you know Ji Xiaoyu's current situation?"

"What Chicken Xiaoyu? Is this a personal name, why does it sound so funny..."

"Well, I see. Sorry, I have something to do now, bye."

It seemed that there was no news about it, so Cheng Yutang hung up the phone, blocked Han Qingshi's number again, got up, straightened his cuffs, and went to the conference room for a meeting.