When The Male Supporting Actor Bend The Male Lead: When the black-bellied and frivolous male protagonist was bent (16)

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On the second day, Feng Yang Ao was invited by the investor to a high-end Western restaurant for dinner. After Feng Yang Ao got the news, he let out an unexplained sneer. After thinking about it, he only took his assistant.

That night, Feng Yangao was helped back by his assistant, not to mention the alcohol, even a little confused.

"What's wrong?" Qi Yan helped send him back to the room and asked Xiang Xiang's panting assistant.

The assistant pushed his eyes on the bridge of his nose, wiped his sweat, and said: "The investor fills the president with wine, you can't stop drinking."

"Isn't this signing the contract tomorrow!" Qi Yan said: "Why are you filling the wine now?"

Qi Yan knows the process of signing the contract. If you eat before signing the contract, it may be a polite manner. Try the friendship of a landlord, and you can't drink like this. After the signing of the contract is successful, it is a celebration. The successful signing of a contract that is beneficial to both parties makes everyone happy. It is understandable to drink more and have fun.

"Who knows. Maybe people depend on the president's sincerity. If you don't drink today, what if you don't sign tomorrow." After thinking about it, he walked to the door: "I'll talk to the front desk and get some hangover Here comes the food. Qi Yan, please help the president to take off his clothes. It's best to wake him up for a while before going to sleep, otherwise his headache should get up tomorrow."

Qi Yan agreed. He helped Feng Yang Ao take off his jacket, pants, and shirt. After taking him off, he looked at his body, and his guilty conscience was stretched over his body. .

"Um..." Feng Yangao turned over and let out an uncomfortable moan. Qi Yan looked over and saw that he frowned, and the straight hair he combed while walking was now lying softly on the pillow, and scattered into one piece as he rubbed it away.

Qi Yan walked over, straightened his head, covered his temples on both sides with white fingers, kneading lightly, hoping that his discomfort would be relieved.

Full, Feng Yangao opened his eyes, and smiled in Qi Yan's surprised eyes.

Qi Yan saw him open his eyes under his hands, and laughed without saying a word, shaking in his heart.

——It's terrible! Is this person possessed?

"You, are you okay..." Qi Yan asked timidly, motionless.

Feng Yangao shook his head, supported the bed with both hands, and sat up with strength, "It's okay...it's a bit uncomfortable."

"It must be uncomfortable to drink so much." Qi Yan swiftly raised his pillow and leaned behind him, "What does the investor mean?"

"It doesn't mean..." Feng Yang Ao pursed his lips, feeling very dry, "Pour me a glass of water."

"Here." Qi Yan brought the warm water that he had prepared early in the morning and handed it to Feng Yangao, but when he saw him approaching and was about to drink water, he had no choice but to feed him.

Feng Yangao, who drank the water, was obviously better, but he was still confused and his eyes were half-open. "Tomorrow you will accompany me to sign the contract."

"Huh?" Qi Yan was taken aback, "Why?"

"The assistant has other tasks tomorrow, so you accompany me." Feng Yangao looked at him, and the smile that was the same as usual was conjured up at the corner of his mouth.

Although Qi Yan was unwilling in his heart, he still agreed.

How can you not listen to work under the hands of others, not to mention that Fengyangao is not a fuel-efficient lamp. If you don't go, you don't know how to threaten yourself.

[The male protagonist's favorability for Qi Yan +5, current favorability: 65]

Feng Yangao is a little confused, but he still speaks clearly and what he commands is also very clear. Seeing Qi Yan standing up to leave, he just wanted to call him aloud, the door closed and opened, and the assistant walked in with a glass of water.

"President, you are awake." The assistant smiled happily when he saw that he was OK: "Here is honey water, quickly drink a little hangover."

Feng Yangao felt uncomfortable with an empty belly, fever and pain in his alcohol-burnt stomach. He took the honey water and drank it after two swipes.

"Tomorrow Qi Yan will accompany me to sign the contract, and you will stay here and do the work I left for you."

Feng Yangao said suddenly, this made Qi Yan on the side very embarrassed. He quickly looked at the assistant, but saw her reply with a normal face: "Okay, President."

Qi Yan breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, no one felt like she had robbed her of her job. After all, a small intern would dare to grab the job of an old man from the company. It was a bit too mad. When I returned to the company and was passed out, I would definitely be excluded.

"That's right, Qi Yan." Feng Yangao suddenly mentioned his name again. Qi Yan was taken aback and immediately replied: "Yes."

I saw Feng Yang Ao make a hook at him, motioning him to go over, seeming to be whispering.

Qi Yan glanced at the assistant and slowly nudged him over. He just bent down to join Qi Yan's side, and was suddenly hooked around his neck. Before he could recover, his lips were soft and full. Drinking lips.