Looking from the Tianjiang Bridge to the two cases of Jiangdong New District and Jiangnan Main City, the most dazzling scenery is the lights that never go out all night in the world-class 5A office building cluster.

At the intersection of Shangjing's prosperous central axis and the emerging economic belt, the Yao Group headquarters stands like a giant. Yan Wenxiang stands on the highest floor of this skyscraper, quietly staring at the back in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and for some reason it feels resistant and insignificant.

Yao Qi withdrew his gaze, turned to look at Yan Wenxiang standing in front of the office door, put away the majesty between his eyebrows, and showed a gentle smile that was no different from ordinary people.

"Mr. Yao." Yan Wenxiang leaned slightly.

Yao Qi nodded: "Please come in."

Yan Wenxiang strode into Yao Qi's office and walked to the office to stand in front of the sofa for the reception.

The design of the Yao Group CEO's Office has many similarities with the famous Oval Office. The entire office is round and there is a door every sixty-degree angle. Two of them are used for entering and exiting. When Mr. Yao needs to meet invited visitors continuously, the guests come in through the door facing the elevator, and then leave from the entrance from the second door to the right.

In addition to the two doors used for entry and exit, the other four doors have their own functions, one connected to the emergency conference room and the other connected to the entertainment room. The last two doors are equipped with emergency escape passages and safety guarantee facilities behind them to deal with emergencies.

The furnishings in the office are not complicated, with only a few calligraphy and paintings, a few pieces of porcelain, an office desk and a set of reception sofas with one main and two layouts.

In most cases, Yan Wenxiang stood at the desk to report to President Yao, but this time the situation was special, so he could sit on the sofa. However, President Yao was still standing and he couldn't sit first.

Yan Wenxiang's assistant Gu Chuanjing followed him to the reception sofa. This was his first time entering the president's office. Although he tried his best to cover up his inner tension and excitement, with Yan Wenxiang's calmness, his tiny and unnatural body movements seemed to be placed under a magnifying glass, which was very conspicuous.

Yao Qi walked to Gu Chuanjing's side, patted his shoulder gently, and said, "Sit down, what do you want to drink?"

Thinking that the big hand on his shoulder belonged to the overlord of the Yao business empire, Gu Chuanjing was shocked, and the ten toes in his leather shoes were tight, as if he wanted to hold the floor.

"No, no, thank you." Gu Chuanjing answered in a hurry, and then looked at Yan Wen with similar eyes. He wanted to know whether he should sit or not.

Yan Wenxiang was Gu Chuanjing's boss, and Yao Qi was Yan Wenxiang's leader. Yan Wenxiang did not sit, and Gu Chuanjing could not sit, but Yao Qi asked him to sit, but he dared not ignore him.

"Sit down, Xiaogu, Mr. Yao knows that you have worked hard outside these two days." Yan Wenxiang nodded. He is a very disciplined person, but now he doesn't have to be too polite, because strictly speaking, this night talk is not considered a report work, but talks with a father about his son.

Since the topic of the conversation is Mr. Yao’s child, it is best not to make the atmosphere too serious. I believe Mr. Yao also thinks the same.

"Well, I'll sit down and say." Yao Qi pointed to the reception sofa, signaling Yan Wenxiang to sit down as well. Then he looked at Gu Chuanjing, whose butt was only half of his butt was next to the sofa cushion, and smiled, "Don't be nervous, just treat it as a chat."

"Yes." Gu Chuanjing responded carefully, glanced at Yan Wenxiang quickly, and after receiving the gesture of his eyes, he took out a folder from his briefcase and handed it to Yao Qi respectfully, "Mr. Yao, this is what I have learned in the past two days."

"Tell me," Yao Qi took the folder, but did not open it, but placed it on the coffee table in the middle of the sofa.

"Yes, the day before yesterday, Mr. Yao arrived..."

"Yao Yi." Yan Wen interrupted with a voice, his face as deep as the ancient well, without any turbulence.

Gu Chuanjing's heart skipped a beat, and he vaguely felt Cen Cen's sweat oozing from the back of his neck, which was so itchy. But he forced himself not to reach out to touch it, but continued, "The day before yesterday, Yao Yi went to Nanyang University to complete the withdrawal procedures. It took only one day to complete all the procedures and obtained the certificate of completion. That night, Yao Yi lived in Linzhongyue Hotel outside the campus of Nanyang University. After checking out the next morning, Yao Yi went to the city to find a rental house. He looked at several rooms and finally moved into 2206, Building B2, Xiangshan Mingyuan."

Seeing that the two big guys didn't say anything, Gu Chuanjing crossed his fingers and added while organizing his language: "I found the rental information of the owner of the household on the same city forum. It was a three-person shared house. Then I found an experienced rental agency to see the house. He also thought that the shared house in Xiangshan Mingyuan was the best choice."

"This shows that Yao Yi's patience and observation skills are very good, and he has plans in advance." Yan Wen interjected in time and summarized Gu's scriptures.

People without plans will bump into like headless flies; people who are impatient will not stare at the wind and sun, and people who are not observant will easily be confused by the surface and ignore various problems.

Yao Qi nodded and asked, "How much is the rent?"

Gu Chuanjing had long memorized the situation he had mastered. When he heard the problem, he replied without thinking: "The monthly rent is 1,200 yuan, and the deposit is 1,000 yuan."

"Yao Yi brought 3,000 yuan when she left home the day before yesterday. After paying the hotel room fee, there was not much left." Yao Qi frowned slightly, feeling dissatisfied with Yao Yi's recklessness, "Has he borrowed money from a friend?"

"No, as far as I know, but last night, Yao Yi met a new friend." Gu Chuanjing said, opening the folder and taking out a photo. In the photo, Yao Yi, wearing a hand-painted T-shirt, stood next to a girl in a JK uniform.

"Um?"

At this time, Yao Qi's eyes showed obvious displeasure. All those who can do the job of assistant to the president are first-class in observing words and expressions. Yan Wen asked immediately: "Xiao Gu, who is this little girl? Can you be sure that Yao Yi just met her?"

"Uh, I only know her name for the time being, Mi Meng. Yes, I can be sure they just met last night."

In order to make President Yao believe his judgment, Gu Chuanjing opened his briefcase and took out a recorder.

"Mr. Yao, following the instructions of Assistant Yan, I asked my subordinates to grasp his dynamics as much as possible without Yao Yi's awareness. It is best to record the video and audio. This was the recording on the street near Xiangshan Mingyuan last night." After Gu Chuanjing said, thinking about what he said was wrong, he quickly added, "Because it may contain privacy content, I have never opened the recording. Assistant Yan and I don't know the recording content. I only know that Yao Yi and Mi Meng are selling bookmarks."

"Sell bookmarks?" Yao Yi raised his eyebrows, quite surprised. He picked up the photo and looked at it, nodding in agreement, "No matter what, it is better to support himself than to reach out to others. Now he should know that making money is not an easy thing."
Chapter completed!