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Chapter 1817 thoughts are flying

Qin Yang still went to the employee cafeteria with Wen Yuyan at noon for dinner. He was watched by various strange eyes along the way, and there were some whispers.

"Have you heard that? Today, Mr. Wen invited a few people to talk to him, only one of them went, and the others were so scared that they pretended to be sick..."

"What did they talk about?"

"Who knows, those are all senior executives. If they don't speak, how could we know? But there is always a storm coming and the wind is coming. Alas, Xiao Li, you are in administration. Have you heard any wind?"

"I knew that General Tianwen asked for a senior meeting tomorrow, and both directors and executives had to attend. No matter what was going to happen, it should be tomorrow."

"You said Qin Yang has been here for two consecutive days. What is he here to do?"

"Who knows, but it certainly doesn't look like I'm visiting, but it should be a work matter."

...

Wen Yuyan and Qin Yang sat on a table in the corner. Although Wen Yuyan's hearing is not as good as Qin Yang, she can probably guess what everyone is discussing.

"Just just now, I heard from the assistant report. There were already rumors about you in our company online. There were also reporters at the door, but they were blocked and could not come in. It seems that the reporters are staring at you very closely."

Qin Yang curled his lips and said, "They are just idle. What are some of my masters who have any questions to interview with?"

Wen Yuyan picked up a few slices of fat enough meat directly on Qin Yang's plate with chopsticks, and her movements were very natural: "That's because you never accept interviews. Scarcity is expensive. If anyone can give you an exclusive interview, that would be a great thing."

Qin Yang looked at the refried pork in front of him, but his thoughts suddenly returned to school time.

"I like to eat double-cooked pork, but I don't dare to eat fatty meat, for fear of gaining weight... After a few years, has your habit still not changed?"

Wen Yuyan smiled and said, "Since it's a habit, it's naturally difficult to change... I'll give you food to you and you'll be fat!"

Qin Yang's eyes became a little softer. The first sentence he said and the second sentence Wen Yuyan said was the conversation between him and her when he was in the school cafeteria. That time, Wen Yuyan naturally put the fat meat in her bowl to Qin Yang.

Qin Yang picked up a piece of meat back-cooked, put it in his mouth, and suddenly laughed and said, "It seems like it was yesterday."

Wen Yuyan's eyes also had a little more gentleness. She lowered her eyes, looked at the plate turning around and said softly: "Yes, time passes so fast, and things change too quickly."

Qin Yang was also quite touched. In three years, the relationship between the two people went from strangers to closeness, from closeness to embarrassment, from embarrassment to closeness, how many things had they experienced in the middle?

Although Wen Yuyan has always focused more on her career, she now looks back occasionally and sometimes envies Han Qingqing. It seems that the most successful career is a woman who finds a man who loves her and spends her life with her. She just thinks about the grudge between her father and Qin Yang, but Wen Yuyan is also partially grateful. If she had been with Qin Yang, what would happen? Can she still be together now? Or would she chat as freely and close as she is now?

Maybe all of this is God's arrangement.

Or maybe this is God's will.

The two of them were slightly silent next time. After dinner, they returned to the office.

Wen Yuyan asked tentatively: "Now...acupuncture?"

Qin Yang calmed down the subtle mood in his heart before and smiled and said, "Yes, but acupuncture requires exposing his back and legs. Are you afraid?"

Wen Yuyan's face turned slightly red. In fact, she was mentally prepared before. Apart from the head and hands, who could insert silver needles through her clothes?

"Just just show your back. Isn't it the same with a bikini in the swimming pool? Is there anything wrong with this? What's more, this is a treatment..."

Qin Yang smiled and said, "Yes, you just need to lie down and expose your back."

It is impossible for Wen Yuyan to be not shy. If it were someone else, she would definitely refuse completely, but the other party was Qin Yang, but she had no resistance at all, and she even had two shy expectations...

"Well, go to the lounge, wait a moment, I'll change my clothes."

Wen Yuyan bit her lip and took the initiative to enter the lounge. Not long after, Qin Yang heard Wen Yuyan's voice.

"Change it, come in."

Qin Yang touched his nose and walked in.

Wen Yuyan is not a pretentious person. Once she makes a decision, she won’t be hesitant. When Qin Yang goes in, she has already settled down.

Wen Yuyan was wearing a pair of sports shorts and a shirt on her back, revealing her back.

This is a good method.

Qin Yang smiled and didn't say anything nonsense. He took out the silver needle and started to acupuncture for Wen Yuyan.

This acupuncture cannot be considered a treatment, but can only be considered health care. It is a stimulation of acupuncture points to stimulate the qi and blood in Wen Yuyan's body. About twenty minutes later, Qin Yang received the silver needle.

"Okay, put on your clothes, I'll give you another massage on your head, shoulders and neck."

Wen Yuyan's face was red and she quickly put on her clothes. Qin Yang came in again and massaged her head.

Qin Yang's technique is very good, and he has a hint of internal energy. The effect of this massage is naturally not something that ordinary masseurs can achieve. Wen Yuyan only felt her mind was empty and comfortable, and she fell asleep unknowingly, and she slept very heavily.

Qin Yang stopped, went outside, wrote a prescription with a pen, placed it in front of her computer, looked at the time, quietly left the president's office, and greeted Wen Yuyan's assistant, saying that Wen Yuyan was too tired and fell asleep, and told her not to disturb Wen Yuyan within two hours.

The assistant nodded in agreement, but his eyes suddenly became more subtle when he looked at Qin Yang.

Too tired?

Going asleep?

What did you guys and girls do in the president’s office? How could you still be tired?

The assistant's imagination broke through the sky at this moment...

Wen Yuyan only felt that she was sleeping very comfortable and comfortable. She subconsciously thought she was in her bed, but she opened her eyes but found out that she was in the company lounge.

Oh, I remembered it. After Qin Yang gave himself acupuncture, he said that he would massage his head, shoulders and neck. He felt very comfortable, and then... he fell asleep?

Wen Yuyan sat up and felt extremely energetic. She raised her hand and looked at the time and found that it was already half past two.

After looking around, Qin Yang was not there. After looking at his body, his clothes were neat.

What about that guy?

Wen Yuyan stood up, took care of her hair a little, and walked out of the lounge. Qin Yang was still away. She looked at her desk, but there was an additional signed prescription.

Wen Yuyan sat in an office chair, pressed the call bell, and called the assistant in.

"When did Qin Yang leave?"

"At about a minute."
Chapter completed!
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