special assistant

Chapter 1

Meticulous black hair, straight nose bridge, thin lips, sharp-edged outline, the man in front of him is impeccably handsome even when viewed from the side.

Huo Yihang, the newly appointed young president of Huo's Enterprise, was staring at the man who was his assistant with his invincible deep black eyes.

The man's name was Zhuo Ran, and he was the former president of the Huo Corporation, that is, Huo Yihang's father, who personally selected him as a special assistant from millions of applicants.

Excellent education, charming appearance, elegant conversation, and rigorous style, it is not surprising that such a man will stand out. However, to the young President Huo, this seemingly perfect man has shortcomings that he cannot tolerate.

——I don't understand the style.

Huo Yihang is a playboy who is popular among both men and women. Thanks to the genes of his parents, even without a huge family background, only with that gorgeous neutral face and a tall figure comparable to a model, no matter where he goes Everywhere is the focus of everyone, gossip magazines commented that he is a natural luminous body, this sentence is completely appropriate.

Accustomed to being chased by astonishing gazes and enjoying the sense of superiority being touted, Huo Yihang's life in the past 24 years can be said to have been lived at a high level. Because of this, when he and Zhuo Ran met for the first time, Zhuo Ran was looking at him Those calm black eyes at that time were really enough to make him angry.

Huo Yihang is not narcissistic, but he is confident that with his appearance and bearing, anyone who sees him will at least be amazed, if not amazed. However, Zhuo Ran looks at him as if he is looking at an ordinary person. An unfortunate bruise to his noble pride.

At one time, I thought that Zhuo Ran was just slow in responding. If I stayed with him and worked, I would discover his charm sooner or later. Unfortunately, he miscalculated again. This man, who has been with him almost every day for a month, still has the same attitude as when we first met. — so damn calm.

Huo Yihang ran to complain to his friend about this, asking if his charm had declined, and his friend stared at his overly pretty face, Nunu chin let him see what was going on behind him - the entrance of the private bar box was surrounded by a lot of people , One by one, they opened their heads and poked their brains, just to catch a glimpse of Huo Shao's demeanor - it can be seen that his charm has not diminished in the slightest.

That being the case, why can Zhuoran turn a blind eye so calmly?Even rejected his invitation again and again?You know how many people dream of doing this!

The depressed Huo Yihang rested his chin on his hand, his beautiful slender brows were slightly frowned in confusion.

Under the undisguised gaze of the other party, Zhuo Ran's expression did not change a little from the beginning to the end. He had a veritable poker face. He held a folder in his hand and reported the situation seriously. He pushed up his glasses and raised his black eyes.

This pair of silver-rimmed glasses made his handsome appearance look more serious and upright, as if he couldn't take any jokes. Even Zhuo Ran is only 24 years old, but he feels older than his actual age. The young president of Huo's is in his heart Think silently.

"President, what do you think about the development plan of this resort?" Zhuo Ran calmly looked at Huo Yihang's extremely handsome face from any angle.

"Ah? Oh..." Huo Yihang's eyes fell on the large desk. There was a document on it that was exactly the same as the file folder in Zhuoran's hand. Then, he curled up his slender and clean index finger and lightly touched the paper. Knocking, this is his habitual action when thinking.

Zhuo Ran closed the folder, put his hands by his sides, and waited quietly for his order. For this young boss who was cynical but also proficient in business, he was convincingly loyal to him.

Huo Yihang's eyes flickered slightly, it seemed that there was a result.

"The plan says that this land will be built into a golf resort?"

"Yes."

"Did you know that this land is near the sea?"

"Yes, there is a natural coastline there."

"In this case, why don't I build it into a resort that integrates all entertainment facilities? Only focus on golf, and Huo's will make a lot less money."

"However, the investment to build an integrated resort may be much higher than planned."

Hearing this, Huo Yihang shrugged his shoulders indifferently, leaned back on the luxurious office chair, turned his pen with both hands, and said, "If you want a decent return, you have to be willing to bet."

"Yes." Zhuo Ran already understood what he meant, and leaned over to leave.

"Zhuoran." Huo Yihang stopped him.

"Does the president have any other orders?" Zhuo Ran turned around.

Tsk tsk, this man is indeed a piece of wood. I called his name directly with a gentle voice, but he can still reply with such a formulaic tone in such an unsightly way, Huo Yihang felt very frustrated.

"Are you free tonight?" he asked with a bewitching smile.

It's a pity that Zhuo Ran didn't seem to see it, he didn't move his brows, just shook his head slightly and said, "Sorry."

"Heh, Zhuo Ran, is this the first time you have rejected me?" Huo Yihang was upset at first, and sneered angrily, how could he be Zhuo Ran's immediate boss, and Zhuo Ran didn't even sell him half of his face?Is it too ignorant?

"I'm sorry." Zhuo Ran knew that he was angry with him, but he felt that he had endured it inexplicably, but from the standpoint of an assistant, he had to apologize.

"You didn't even change the line of rejection?" Huo Yihang asked with narrowed eyes.

Zhuo Ran was silent for a moment, and said, "As your assistant, I only need to obey your orders during working hours. After get off work is my private time, I can refuse you."

Huo Yihang was choked up by his words and held his anger in his chest. He gritted his teeth and said, "So, if I use my status as president to order you to have dinner with me tonight, you will agree?"

Zhuo Ran said without hesitation: "Yes, that can be classified as overtime work."

The corner of Huo Yihang's mouth twitched, he stared at Zhuo Ran for a long time, waved his hand, and said, "You can go out now."

Zhuo Ran nodded, and walked towards the door calmly, unaware that his words had made the men in the office almost vomit blood with anger.

The door snapped shut.

Huo Yihang lit a cigarette in distress, and started calling his bad friend.

"Hey, come out with me tonight."

"Ha, you got dumped by your assistant again?" 』The friend joked sharply.

"To shut up!"

"I said you, since you want him to submit so much, shouldn't it be enough to order him?"He is your assistant, as long as you threaten him, will he dare to disobey?I really don't understand what you are struggling with. 』

"I don't want this, I want him to be willing."

"After he has been fucked by you and has seen your superb skills, then he will be willing. 』

"Hmph, I was even refused to ask him to have dinner, and it's even more impossible to go to bed."

When this kind of erotic topic was mentioned, Huo Yihang's black pupils contracted excitedly. He really wanted to see that poker face covered with sweat due to lust, and he wanted to hear that man's unchanging voice making sexy gasps. Just imagining, The young and energetic President Huo felt a tightness in his lower abdomen.

I have never wanted a person so much, is it because the other person is always not hooked?

Huo Yihang touched his lips, lost in thought.

"Hey Hey hey? 』The friend who didn't get a response for a long time yelled at him.

"Stop screaming, I'm not deaf." Huo Yihang said angrily, and put out the half-burned cigarette in the ashtray, he couldn't sit still for a moment now.

"I can't wait until night, come out now, I need to find someone to vent my anger."

If he stays in the company, there is no guarantee that he will not force himself on that man outside the office.

When Zhuo Ran saw Huo Yihang walking out of the office, he looked up at the time on the computer screen.

At 51:[-], there is still a distance before the end of get off work, and only [-] minutes until the meeting at [-] o'clock.He stood up resolutely and stopped in front of Huo Yihang.

"President, where are you going?"

Zhuo Ran has a tall and straight figure with broad shoulders and narrow hips. Since he took off his suit jacket, the pure white shirt exuded an abstinence atmosphere. When Huo Yihang pushed him away, he really wanted to push him down on the desk and wantonly violate him.

"I have something to go out for a while."

"Where are you going? When are you coming back?" Zhuo Ran didn't back down, followed up with a few steps and stopped in front of Huo Yihang.

Huo Yihang looked at him unhappily, and said, "Where am I going, do I need to report to you?"

"No, I'm just worried you'll miss the four o'clock meeting."

"Then cancel it." Huo Yihang disagreed.

"I'm afraid not, because Mr. Huo will come soon." The "Mr. Huo" in Zhuo Ran's mouth is naturally the former president of the Huo Corporation. He has promoted Zhuo Ran, and Zhuo Ran is grateful and admired, so he has no choice but to Endure the occasional unreasonable troubles from the young president.

Zhuo Ran understands Huo Yihang's feelings for him very well, but that kind of attachment is nothing more than a child's willfulness of not getting the toy he likes. He rejected Huo Yihang, not because he hates this boss. It is not good for him or Huo Yihang to hope that a good job will become a taboo relationship in the workplace.

As the CEO, what Huo Yihang needs is a capable assistant, not a toy that can vent his desires at will, and Zhuo Ran doesn't want to let himself fall to that point, because he is also a man with extremely high self-esteem.

Hearing that he used his father to pressure him, Huo Yihang sneered and said, "That's even better. If my father comes, I'll let him preside over the meeting." After speaking, he walked out resolutely, stepping on his brand-name leather shoes.

"President." Zhuo Ran suddenly grabbed his arm.

Huo Yihang was a little surprised by Zhuo Ran's behavior, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows. He thought that Zhuo Ran would resist the physical contact between them, but now it seems that he guessed wrong.

If Zhuo Ran doesn't dislike the interaction between men, it shouldn't be difficult for Zhuo Ran to fall in love with him. Could it be that he really needs to use extraordinary means?

Huo Yihang stared at Zhuo Ran with evil eyes, and stood motionless.

There was a sudden chill down his spine, and Zhuo Ran, who inexplicably sensed a dangerous aura, quickly let go of Huo Yihang's arm.

"Are you angry with me?" Zhuo Ran asked in a puzzled tone.

Huo Yihang's gaze sharpened suddenly, as if he asked some stupid question.

It appears that this is indeed the case.

Zhuo Ran paused and said, "If I have dinner with you tonight, will you be willing to attend the meeting at four o'clock?"

As soon as the words came out, he was slightly stunned, why did he retreat to such an extent?Even if Huo Yihang didn't attend this meeting, he wouldn't lose anything. What is the purpose of betraying his will?

He quickly found the reason, he just didn't want himself to disappoint Huo Yihang's father's painstaking efforts.

Huo Yihang's gloomy and handsome face suddenly brightened, this is not considered as abusing power for personal gain, since Zhuo Ran came to his door with his own words, how could he let it go in vain?Deliberately showing off his pride, he pretended to be confused and asked, "Is this you dating me, or am I dating you?"

Zhuo Ran looked at the narrow smile on his lips in astonishment, and then said helplessly, "It's my appointment with you."

Huo Yihang raised the corners of his lips, his peach blossom eyes were as bright as stars, his beauty was slightly cunning, making him even more charming.He patted Zhuo Ran on the shoulder and said, "Okay then, the location and time are up to you, I'll go back to the office."

Watching Huo Yihang humming a relaxing tune as he walked back to the office, Zhuo Ran deeply regretted his momentary decision.

This step he took obviously contributed to someone's lust, and perhaps he was one step further away from the working environment he expected.

The four o'clock meeting was held smoothly, during which Huo Yihang's performance made Mr. Huo, who was watching on the scene, nod frequently, and many opinions coincided with the father and son.

Mr. Huo is 67 years old. Huo Yihang was born to his second wife. He is his old son. Now he is a widow, so he naturally dotes on this only child. He looks at his son with loving, serious, and loving eyes. Appreciative, sometimes proud, the giant in the mall is just an ordinary father with gray hair at the moment.

After the meeting, everyone left one after another, and finally only Huo's father and son and Zhuo Ran were left in the huge meeting room.

Mr. Huo praised Zhuo Ran and said, "You have performed very well. It is indeed not wrong to arrange you by Yihang's side."

"Mr. Huo, you are too flattering." Zhuo Ran respected such a successful entrepreneur from the bottom of his heart, and couldn't help but reverence in his tone.

Huo Lao chuckled and waved to his son who was watching from the glass window.

"What are you doing?" Due to Huo Lao's doting, Huo Yihang is not intimidated by his father, but this does not mean that he has no respect for his father, but he treats his father as an equal and treats him like a friend, so his tone is casual many.

"You, it's time to go home for dinner tonight. Isn't it too cruel to always let Dad, an old man, face the dining table alone?" Mr. Huo took his hand and patted it lightly.

"Hey, Dad, it works any other time, but not tonight." Huo Yihang smiled mysteriously.

Hearing this, Zhuo Ran turned his face slightly, the reflective glasses made it difficult for people to see his expression clearly.

"Hey, it seems that you have a show for a long time. Which family's daughter is it? Or a beautiful actress?" Mr. Huo is used to his son's flirtatiousness.

Zhuo Ran didn't seem to be paying attention, he lowered his head to tidy up the materials on the conference table and shut down the laptop.

Huo Yihang looked at his assistant calmly, while helping his father to walk towards the door slowly.

"Dad, which gossip magazine sent you a paparazzi reporter?"

"I care about you."

"Okay, okay, but I still won't tell you who the other party is."

"Hehe, even Dad wants to keep it a secret, who deserves your secret?"

"He..."

After the door of the meeting room was closed, the conversation between the far away father and son stopped. Zhuo Ran who stayed in the meeting room could not know whether Huo Yihang had told the truth, but he was really relieved.

As soon as Zhuo Ran returned to his seat, he saw Huo Yihang coming from outside with a happy smile on his face. He stopped in front of Zhuo Ran's desk, and his smile deepened.

"Zoran, are you ready? Where shall we go for dinner tonight?"

Zhuo Ran, who was sitting on the chair, raised his eyes, pushed down his glasses, and said, "I'm not particular about food, we'll go wherever you think fits."

"Stop, Zhuo Ran, don't use honorifics for me from this moment on." Huo Yihang waved a finger, and then said: "It's off-duty time now, we are not a relationship between a boss and a subordinate, we are a relationship of friends, to friends It would be too strange to address you like "you"."

"...Okay, where do you want to eat?" Zhuo Ran changed the wording appropriately.

Huo Yihang crossed his chest with one hand, touched his chin with the other, thought for a while and said, "Why don't we go eat Japanese food."

"Yes." Zhuo Ran nodded.

Huo Yihang smiled and said, "You know the store I often go to, so call first to make a reservation."

"Okay." Zhuo Ran picked up the phone and skillfully pressed the phone number.

Huo Yihang turned around in satisfaction, intending to go back to the office to get the car keys, but suddenly, he felt something was wrong, turned around and said to Zhuo Ran: "It's better not to eat Japanese food, but to eat French food instead."

"Okay." Zhuo Ran picked up the phone again.

Huo Yihang suddenly pressed his hand on the microphone, and said with a half-smile: "If I say I want to eat Indian food instead of French food, will you just nod in agreement? Could it be that you don't even have any objections? I You can eat whatever you want, and you treat yourself as a guest? If that’s the case, can I wrap you up for the whole night?"

Looking at the beautiful boss in front of him who deliberately made things difficult, Zhuo Ran was silent for a moment, then sighed softly.

"If I decide, are you willing to reward me everywhere?" As a last resort, he gave in again.

"Ha, is there anyone I dare not go to?" Huo Yihang raised the corners of his lips arrogantly.

Zhuo Ran stood up and said, "In this case, let's go now."

"OK."

Huo Yihang looked eager to try. In the past, he had the final say on everything when interacting with other men and women, but this time it was someone else who made the decisions, and he looked forward to it, especially this person is still unsmiling Zhuo Ran.

——Will this man bring him any different surprises?

He couldn't help but think so.

After going down to the underground garage, Zhuo Ran, who usually acts as a driver when going out, naturally sat in the driver's seat, but what puzzled him was that Huo Yihang then sat in the passenger seat.

"President..."

"It's Yihang, don't call me wrong again." Huo Yihang corrected him with a smile.

Zhuo Ran opened his mouth, but still couldn't scream, so he just said, "Aren't you used to sitting in the back?"

"Now I'm not going to meet a client. What do I want to do with the boss' airs? It should be more casual to accompany friends to dinner, Zhuo Ran, don't you think so?" Serious man.

Zhuo Ran had no choice but to accept the irrefutable excuse.

"Then please fasten your seat belt."

"Ah, I don't seem to know how to buckle, can you help me?"

"..."

When a shiny limousine pulled up in front of a modest dumpling restaurant, the guests, including the owner and his wife, gasped in disbelief, forgetting what they were doing.

Huo Yihang in the car also couldn't believe it, Zhuo Ran actually brought the imposing CEO of the Huo Corporation to eat at the roadside stall?

"This is not a roadside stall. Although the store is small, it is still a restaurant." Hearing the slightly contemptuous words subconsciously uttered by the boss, Zhuo Ran explained.

"Zhuo Ran, you don't want me to go down to eat in this designer suit and these custom-made high-end leather shoes?" Huo Yihang looked at his sleek attire and asked him to go to the small restaurant that was out of place It would be too inappropriate to eat.

Zhuo Ran sized him up seriously, and said, "There's nothing wrong with you wearing this."

"Of course I'm fine with what I'm wearing..."

"Then please get out of the car." Zhuo Ran stopped looking at him, turned off the car engine, and pulled out the key.

Huo Yihang couldn't help frowning slightly, wondering if the man in front of him was trying to trick him on purpose, or if he did it unintentionally.

Heh, but at this level, he won't back down easily.

"Okay." Huo Yihang smiled calmly and got out of the car first.

In the early summer evening, as soon as you leave the air-conditioned compartment, the heat will follow.

Zhuo Ran hung the coat he took off on his left arm, walked into the dumpling restaurant, and greeted the owner and his wife familiarly.

"Uncle Li, Aunt Li."

"So it's Xiaozhuo."

The proprietress put down the dumpling wrappers in her hands, wiped her apron with both hands, stepped forward and held Zhuo Ran kindly, and left a few conspicuous white marks on Zhuo Ran's black suit jacket with her uncleaned fingers.

Huo Yihang who came in afterward couldn't help showing a little disgust, stopped in his tracks, and didn't want to go forward, he didn't want his clothes to end up in the same fate as Zhuo Ran.

"That's my boss." Zhuo Ran looked back at Huo Yihang and introduced.

"It's your boss. No wonder the car is so big and beautiful. I wonder why there are big people visiting my small place, haha." The proprietress laughed so hard that she couldn't see her teeth.

The boss at the side interjected, "Xiao Zhuo, what stuffing do you want to eat today, tell me, uncle will make it for you quickly."

"Thank you Uncle Li, let's find a seat first, and we'll tell you after we discuss it." Zhuo Ran nodded politely.

"Auntie will make you some tea!"

Zhuo Ran did not refuse the hostess' warm hospitality, and found an unoccupied seat and sat down. Looking up, Huo Yihang was still standing at the door, his charming peach eyes were slightly raised, and he looked at the whole restaurant with dissatisfaction. He was tall and slender , the appearance is outstanding, the noble posture standing there seems to be a prince who came to inspect the territory.

Meeting Zhuo Ran's gaze, Huo Yihang reluctantly walked towards him.

"sit down."

Zhuo Ran pulled out the square bamboo stool under the table for him.

Huo Yihang frowned again, and said, "Do you really want to eat here?"

This dilapidated restaurant has no air-conditioning, and the sanitary conditions are not good. It's hard for Zhuo Ran to sit down on the ground like a god, isn't he afraid of getting dirty?

Zhuo Ran nodded and said, "The dumplings here are delicious, you should try them."

Feeling the probing gazes of other guests behind him, Huo Yihang had no choice but to sit down sullenly.

"See what you want to eat." Zhuo Ran handed him the menu.

Huo Yihang hurriedly shook his hands and refused, saying, "You decide, you decide." The menu was greasy, so he didn't want to touch it.

It just so happened that the lady boss brought tea to the table, so Zhuo Ran ordered food by the way, and finally explained: "Aunt Li, don't rush to serve me food, just take your time."

"Okay, okay." The proprietress smiled cheerfully and walked away.

Huo Yihang felt a little thirsty, picked up the teacup, but saw that the cup was covered with unexplained stains, so he immediately put it down again.

Zhuo Ran took a sip of his tea naturally, paused, and suddenly apologized to Huo Yihang, saying, "I'm sorry, I really wronged you by inviting you here for dinner."

Let him say this, Huo Yihang had no choice but to deny it, saying: "No, it's still fresh."

Zhuo Ran looked at Huo Yihang and said, "But you can rest assured that the dumplings here will never disappoint you."

The man's tone was not as serious and flat as usual, but revealed his true feelings. Huo Yihang was puzzled, and blurted out, "Why did you bring me here?"

"Delicacy from mountains and seas, I think you are tired of eating, and I really can't think of other places, so I have to bring you here." Zhuo Ran took out two pairs of wooden chopsticks from the chopstick holder, and handed one of them to Huo Yihang.

"So you come here often?"

"Um."

"You know them?" Huo Yihang glanced at the couple who were busy by the stove.

"I know, we met many years ago." Zhuo Ran also looked at the busy but happy figure, and continued, "Their son is my best friend in high school."

"Oh, and where is their son now?"

Zhuo Ran was silent for a moment, and when Huo Yihang thought he didn't intend to answer, he said, "During the third year of high school, he jumped off the school roof."

If the dead guy hadn't been related to Zhuo Ran, Huo Yihang had no interest in asking, but the other party was worthy of Zhuoran's relationship with his parents after so many years, which made Huo Yihang curious.

"Why did he commit suicide?"

Zhuo Ran sighed and pushed his glasses, and said, "Forget it, it's all in the past, I shouldn't have said these things to you at this time."

"Zoran, I want to know."

Huo Yihang said it lightly, but it gave people the feeling that he couldn't refuse.

Perhaps because he was used to obeying orders, Zhuo Ran just hesitated and told him: "Because the school's recommendation for A University finally fell on my head, and this should have been his..."

Hearing this, Huo Yihang thought it could only be that guy was unlucky, but Zhuo Ran's next sentence was crucial.

"My parents did it."