Chapter 130

"Mr. Qi," a little girl at the front desk saw Qi Yan and quickly stood up and bowed to him, "please go this way."

Qi Yan smiled at her: "thank you."

"No." the little girl at the front desk smiled shyly. For these bottom employees, usually the company executives may not be able to say a few words to her in a month. As the boyfriend of the boss, Mr. Qi is still the kind recognized by the cen family. He is so polite to them. Naturally, they are easy to have a good impression of Qi Yan.

"Hey," Qi Yan suddenly stopped his footpath when he was approaching the elevator door, "I think the artist looked familiar just now."

"He is a second-line artist who came back from abroad. Because he spoke for the dairy products of Yuan's enterprise, he is constantly scolded on the Internet." in front of Qi Yan, what did the front desk say? "He said he was the boss's University roommate and had to go to see the boss, but he didn't make an appointment and Liang tezhu didn't say he could put people up. How can we make our own decision to let him go upstairs."

This is not only to gossip to Qi Yan, but also to use Qi Yan's ears to indirectly express their embarrassment. Even if Cen Baihe wants to see Tao Yan, they won't offend the boss.

"Yes, it's not easy for you." Qi Yan looked back and looked at Tao Yan. He smiled at each other, but the other turned his head expressionless.

Qi Yan hooked his mouth and walked into the elevator. The moment the elevator door closed, he seemed to hear Tao Yan's voice.

"Why can that person go in without making an appointment?" Tao Yan has a natural aversion to Qi Yan, perhaps because Cen Baihe is too close to Qi Yan, or the other party's eyes are somewhat similar to him in the past.

Sometimes people feel so strange that they don't have any contradictions and festivals with each other, but they just can't like it.

"Mr. Tao, this is an internal secret of the company. Please forgive me for not being able to tell you." the front desk was already a little impatient, but he didn't dare to show half a point on his face, and he still explained it kindly.

"Is he Cen Baihe's little lover?" Tao Yan said with a calm face and a sneer, "otherwise, with Baihe's character, he won't go upstairs so swaggeringly."

Smiling without a word, what is what you are talking about? BOSS, what is the relationship between the people and the BOSS? Who make complaints about it?

"Ah Yan," the agent felt that the atmosphere was a little awkward and whispered in Tao Yan's ear, "Mr. Cen may be busy at this time. Let's come back next time. In case someone poked it online, it wouldn't be very good for us."

This kind of holding the old classmate's thigh, the result is that the classmate doesn't want to comment on his affairs at all. If the entertainment record explodes, Tao Yan's face will be lost.

Tao Yan glanced back at the agent, but seeing the polite and alienated smile at the front desk, he turned calmly and walked out of the door of the company.

The agent knew he was unhappy and whispered, "don't worry, there are big events in the circle every day, and no one will remember you endorsing yuan in a few days."

After getting on the bus, Tao Yan angrily took off his vest and threw it aside: "do you think I don't know how serious the yuan family is? Otherwise, such a manufacturer wouldn't terminate the contract with me."

The agent listened to him lose his temper in the car and didn't continue to comfort him. After his emotions were almost vented, the agent said, "what do you say we should do now?"

"You're an agent and you're asking me?!"

If I hadn't been your agent, I would have beaten you to death!

The agent took a deep breath: "losing your temper can't solve the problem. Don't get angry."

"There is another person who can help me."

"Who?"

"My aunt."

"It's a good feeling to be a boss." after dinner, Qi Yan had nothing to do anyway. He helped Cen Baihe run through several important departments of the company, fine tuned some of the company's internal furnishings, and removed some propaganda calligraphy and paintings on the wall, which looked a lot simpler and refreshing.

Busy for most of the afternoon, he lay down in Cen Baihe's office, looking tired and paralyzed. "Why don't I open a studio and experience the feeling of being a boss?"

"What studio to open?" Cen Baihe knew how lazy Qi Yan was. If he opened a studio, he would certainly catch fish for three days and dry his net for two days. "Can I help you?"

"Wait until the end of the new year. Then find a place close to here to start a company. I'm also the boss," Qi Yan held his chin in his hand, "and we can go to and from work together."

It was said casually. Qi Yan really has this kind of mind now.

"OK," Cen Baihe thought about the picture of going to and from work with Qi Yan, and suddenly got excited. "Let me help you find a place first. Anyway, after the place is decorated, it will take some time to treat people. What decoration style office do you like, Chinese style or European style?"

"You don't know what I'm going to do with the studio, so I'll find the venue first?" Qi Yan went to Cen Baihe and poked him on the chin. "What if I don't want to do it after the decoration?"

"If you don't like it, you can rent it. The area here is very good. Many people are lining up to rent shops," Cen Baihe grabbed his hand. "Tell me what kind of studio you want to open?"

"Chinese traditional academic research studio."

CEN Baihe's heart: Although he doesn't understand what it is, it sounds very tall.

"That's a good name! I'll see if there's a suitable place tomorrow."

"The place you're looking for must be good," Qi Yan said. "Then I don't have to go to see it." it's also very tired to worry about these things. Why not do it if someone helps?

CEN Baihe knew he would say so, and immediately he smiled in a low voice.

"Yan, are you really kidding?" the agent looked at the luxury villa in front of him. The tall carved door made him feel a little timid. The main reason was that there was a shadow of being shut down in Cen's fifth master. He was worried that he would be shut down again here.

Tao Yan glared at him, opened the door and went to press the intercom next to the door.

The phone was quickly connected, but the man answered the phone: "Hello, sir."

"Hello, I'm Tao Yan, Tao Yiru's nephew. Is my aunt at home?"

"Just a moment, please."

About a minute or two later, the man's voice came out again: "Mr. Tao, please come in."

The agent looked at the carved door and actually opened it. He looked at Tao Yan in surprise. Did Tao Yan really have such a powerful aunt, but why didn't he mention it? The conditions in Tao Yan's family are not very good, and his parents are not very knowledgeable. If they really have such rich relatives, why did their family live so hard in those years?

A pile of doubts in my heart can't be answered. The agent feels that his gossip factor has been tap dancing in his mind.

After driving into the luxury house, someone soon arranged where they would park. A woman in a work suit came to receive them: "gentlemen, please go this way. My wife is waiting for you in the living room."

This is a very big villa. The agent felt that he had walked for a long time before he came to the so-called main building. Stepping on the white stone steps into the door, he saw the woman sitting on the sofa.

The woman was very beautiful and well maintained. She had a beauty beyond her age. For a time, the agent didn't know whether she was 20, 30 or 40. After they came in, the woman didn't react much. She just looked up at them and pointed to the sofa next to them, "sit down."

The agent found that Tao Yan didn't seem familiar with his famous aunt, otherwise he wouldn't be so formal as now.

"Tea, gentlemen."

The faint fragrance of tea fills the tip of the nose. Even those who do not understand tea can smell that it is good tea.

"Drink tea," Tao Yiru leaned lazily behind the sofa and glanced at Tao Yan from the corner of her eye. "The last time I saw you, you were only seven years old. Men are eighteen years old. If you hadn't reported your name, I wouldn't know you."

Obviously, her tone was very plain, but her strong aura made Tao Yan dare not say one more word. He stretched out his hand for the tea cup and drew back, whispering, "how's your aunt these years?"

Tao Yiru sneered, "yes, of course. I'm a famous rich woman in China. What's wrong with me."

A famous rich woman in China?!

The agent remembered that there was indeed a very powerful woman in the national rich list, and her surname was Tao.

Tao Yiru, she is Tao Yiru?!

This woman's legendary life can almost be made into an inspirational play. She was born in poverty and got excellent grades. She was admitted to the top 1 University in China, but her son preference parents were unwilling to let her continue to school. Finally, with the help of the local government, she paid the tuition of that year. Later, she successfully graduated from work study program in the school and became a famous talent in the industry in just two years, And married a rich and handsome man. Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long. Shortly after they got married, her husband died of a serious illness. After giving birth to her child, she was busy with her husband's funeral and dealing with the company's affairs. Then the baby was kidnapped and never found again.

Since then, she buried herself in the development of the company and became a famous rich man in China. She never married again and had no children.

In the past, he only looked at it as a story, but now he learned that Tao Yiru's son preference parents were Tao Yan's grandparents. His mood and view were completely different.

Tao Yan's deepest memory of Tao Yiru is not the toys and clothes she bought for herself, but the winter 22 years ago. Her aunt grabbed his grandparents and parents in a heavy snow day and cried and scolded. Her ferocious expression is like an enemy crawling out of the ground!

"You have done harm to my son, and I will pay your son for it!"

At that time, his aunt pinched his neck hard, and her fingers were cold.

At that time, he was not sensible and didn't know how his aunt finally let go, but since then, the adults at home stopped talking about his aunt, and his parents even took him to study in other places.

He vaguely remembered that his parents were very alert to everyone in those two years. As long as adults approached him, they would become very nervous, as if those people would take him away.

Over the years, my aunt never bothered them again, and even if they knew that my aunt had become very rich, they didn't dare to come to the door. It is too easy for the rich to deal with their families.

But now looking at his elegant and beautiful aunt, Tao Yan wondered whether the fierce aunt he saw at the age of seven was his dream?

"I didn't expect you to dare to find me here," said Tao Yiru, with a slightly sarcastic smile. "Didn't your parents tell you not to provoke me?"

Agent: Emma, this is not a relative, it's an enemy!

"Aunt, you can only help me now..."

"Why should I help you?" pottery Ru sneered, "just because you are the seed of the old pottery family?"

No matter how thick skinned Tao Yan was, he couldn't help blushing. When he was a child, his grandmother often said that he was the seed of the old Tao family and his aunt should take care of him more. He thought he had a bad memory. He didn't expect to remember things when he was six or seven.

"Tao Yan, you should be glad," Tao Yiru put the cup on the table. "Time has made me a little kind."

"Go away!"

Her Phoenix eyes were sharp and mockingly smiling, but she showed a pair of dimples that seemed sweet: "I feel sick when I see your old pottery seed!"