When The Male Supporting Actor Bend The Male Lead

After taking back the documents respectfully, Qi Yan was about to leave, but Feng Yangao stopped him.

“Were you surprised just now? Why? Didn’t you know my identity a long time ago.”

Feng Yangao’s tone was like a cool breeze in autumn, clean and hearty. If it weren’t for his ruffian speaking manner, his voice would be the most perfect lullaby among men.

Qi Yan pursed his lips, he looked at Feng Yangao with a little embarrassment in his eyes, “I just didn’t expect…”

“Didn’t expect?”

“I didn’t expect you to really be the president.”

There was nothing wrong with it, how could Feng Yangao be the president in that appearance. Other president was either domineering or cold and arrogant. When it came to Feng Yangao, he was more like a thief than the president, the kind that went undercover in another company with bad intentions.

Qi Yan’s answer made Feng Yangao stunned, he was frozen for a moment before laughing happily.

His laughter was undisguised like the muffled thunder in the spring which made Qi Yan even more embarrassed.

“If there’s nothing else…”

“Go back and tell your manager to call me.” Feng Yangao interrupted him, his slender eyelashes blinked slightly and a shrewd light flashed in his eyes, “Alright, you can go back.””

Qi Yan was unsure, but still obeyed and left.

After returning to the planning department, Qi Yan told the manager exactly what Feng Yangao had said. The manager called the president in front of him. After a while, he hung up the phone and put the plan of the party in front of Qi Yan again.

“Qi Yan, you are now an intern, right? That’s good, this is your first assignment, good luck!”

The manager was a middle-aged man in his forties. Because he married his wife late, he only had a seven-year-old daughter. He was simply so fond of this little daughter. At this moment, looking at Qi Yan’s appearance, he was as kind to him as he was to his daughter.……

Qi Yan stared at the planner with wide eyes, trying to refuse: “This…”

“This is an assignment. If you want to continue working here, you have to do it.”

Qi Yan knew that Feng Yangao must had said something to the manager, otherwise he would not suddenly let himself make this plan.

This assignment was equivalent to the eyes of a dragon. The so-called finishing touch; if there was no such eye, the finishing touch may not become an allusion. In other words, if Qi Yan did a good job, it would be a lifelike golden dragon; if there was even a slight mistake, it would be a worthless earth snake.

Qi Yan refused this assignment in his heart. But there was no other way, he needed this job.

After taking the plan, Qi Yan returned to his desk and studied the half-completed plan carefully.……

Feng Yangao once said that it was necessary to add some new ideas and prolong the time. During the delay period, it had to be exciting and beautiful enough to attract the attention of others and make people feel less numb and monotonous.……

This was a very brain-burning1烧脑 brain-burning; demands and consumes very much thinking and reasoning. plan.

The time to think was very fast and in a blink of an eye it was time to get off work.

Qi Yan was somewhat immersed, but he was still told to leave by his colleagues. After going downstairs, Qi Yan came out of the whirlpool of planning. He was about to call Ning Jin and ask him to bring dinner, but he was interrupted by a group of voices.

Following the source, he saw a petite figure stood at the gate wearing an ordinary shirt and denim skirt with some blue and white canvas shoes that had been brushed many times. This kind of clean attire, who else if not Wen Ruo?

At this moment, she was smiling and asking a man something, but there was a customer service staff next to her.

As if feeling his gaze, Wen Ruo looked over quickly, her eyes lit up when he saw Qi Yan.

“Brother XiaoYan!”

 

1烧脑 brain-burning; demands and consumes very much thinking and reasoning.