The elevator stopped at the 51st floor, and Xavier Xie stepped out. The secretary who heard the noise looked up and found that the person coming was Xavier Xie. He stood up hurriedly, put his hands on his lower abdomen, and tightened his waist, "Good morning, Mr. Xie!"
Xavier Xie stopped, "Well," his voice was cold, "Is Qu Xiaoran here?"
The secretary stared at the marble floor without raising his eyes, "Mr. Qu is in the office now. Do you want me to take you there?"
"good."
The secretary quickly stood beside Xavier Xie to lead the way, not daring to say a word.
She has been working at Xingyao for so long, and this is not the first time she has seen Xavier Xie come to see Mr. Qu, but her heart beats faster every time - she is frightened. As for Mr. Xie's astonishing beauty, which was widely rumored, she had never seen it carefully. The aura on his body was always so overwhelming that she didn't dare to raise her head.
The office door was closed, and Xavier Xie raised his eyes to look at the person sitting behind the desk. When he got closer, he saw that he was asleep again with his chin propped up.
Xavier Xie tapped the table with his fingers, "The teacher calls you."
"Which question!?" Qu Xiaoran stood upright for a moment, and after the confusion was over, he became angry and said, "Fcuk, Xavier Xie, can you not do this every Fcuking time? I was scared of my heart attack, and you are responsible for sending me to the end. ? "
Xavier Xie sneered, "Then can you stop sleeping in the office every time?"
"Okay, okay," Qu Xiaoran scratched his half-length hair, sat down again, and said weakly, "Why are you here today? Are you not going to open it or do you have no documents to approve?"
Xavier Xie held the invitation card between his knuckled fingers, "My mother asked you to come home for dinner in a few days."
Qu Xiaoran was sitting with his legs crossed, listening to Xie's speech. He reached out to take the invitation and said with a smile, "Okay, tell auntie, I will definitely be there." After saying that, he whistled.
Seeing Xavier Xie frowning, Qu Xiaoran quickly sat upright with a flattering smile on his face, "I heard that the financial magazine that did your exclusive interview and used your photo as the cover sold countless copies and was out of stock? How popular is this sales volume? , directly kill the popular traffic under my hand, Mr. Xie, what do you think? "
Xavier Xie: "No."
Qu Xiaoran had long been accustomed to Xavier Xie's indifference, so he picked up his cell phone to open Weibo and began to read with emotion.
"A netizen named 'I am Mrs. Xie' commented on your Weibo. She missed this book and I don't know how long it will take to see my husband's amazing face again! I want to pass this magazine on Go down and show it to your grandson when he is old and tell him that this is your grandpa!"
After hearing this, Xavier Xie frowned and corrected, "I'm not her husband."
Qu Xiaoran knew that on the surface, his little hair looked like an automatic air conditioner and should be kept away from strangers within ten meters, but in fact, it was extremely innocent on the inside.
"Yes, yes, of course you are not!" He winked and teased, "We, Mr. Xie, want to leave all our virginity to our true love in the future!"
Xavier Xie was too lazy to speak, "I'm leaving first." He took a few steps outside, thought of something, and asked casually, "Is your company hiring new people?"
Qu Xiaoran was flipping through the Weibo comment section with his mobile phone enthusiastically. Hearing this, he looked up with a confused look on his face, "Our company is hiring a new employee? Why didn't I know?"
Xavier Xie thought it would be weird if you knew, I really shouldn't ask this question. Without waiting for Qu Xiaoran to say anything, he waved his hand and went out directly.
The secretary saw him coming out and quickly pressed the elevator button.
Evan Yu didn't expect that he would meet again.
He paused in his steps and entered the elevator without changing his expression. He originally decided not to look sideways, but after a while, he still couldn't help but glance at the person through the reflective mirror.
It should...not be discovered, right?
The other party's facial features are three-dimensional, with deep eyebrows and slightly thin lips. Combined with his cold aura, he has a sharp feeling. His shirt was buttoned to the top button and he was wearing a tie, and even his raised Adam's apple looked particularly S3xy.
Xavier Xie loosened the black tie slightly with his right hand and met Evan Yu's eyes in the reflective mirror, "Does it look good?"
The sound is also very nice... No, it was discovered!
Keenly aware that although the other person's face was expressionless, he was not unhappy, Evan Yu simply looked at it carefully and smiled sincerely, saying, "Well, it looks good."
But it was also rude to always look at each other rashly. Evan Yu took out his mobile phone and lowered his head. After thinking about it, he sent a WeChat message to his senior brother, saying that he had successfully signed the contract and would have dinner together when he was free.
Xavier Xie, who was standing two steps away, turned his face sideways uncomfortably, the tips of his ears reddening.
If Qu Xiaoran were here, he would definitely jump up in shock------Xavier Xie, you are actually shy?
After coming out of Xingyao Building, Evan Yu first went to pick up his old-fashioned bicycle. He lifted his long legs and sat firmly on the bicycle. He rode towards home while making plans in his mind.
Mason Meng handed him a set of keys to a two-bedroom and one-living house. The community was ten minutes away from Xingyao Building. He could live there during the contract period.
His home is in the west of the city, and it takes an hour to get there, not counting traffic jams. The training course started in three days and he had to move in as soon as possible...
At this time, Evan Yu vaguely noticed someone looking at him. He turned his head and found that across a green belt, a black Aston Martin was also waiting at the red light.
When he saw the person sitting in the back seat clearly, Evan Yu was stunned for two seconds, then nodded politely and smiled.
Xavier Xie looked at Evan Yu's rolled-up white shirt sleeves through the half-closed car window. He casually glanced at the bicycle with a rusty chain and who didn't know when it would be scrapped. Finally, he turned his eyes back to Evan Yu's face. On, he nodded coldly and restrainedly.
The red light jumped to green, and the traffic started moving again.
There won't be much to move in the rest of the year, just some familiar small things, a few pots of flowers, a box of music manuscript paper, a box of clothes, and two boxes of books. In order to save money, he moved back and forth several times by himself, and the move was completed in one day.
When he received a call from Mason Meng saying that he wanted to come over and see if he was used to living there, Evan Yu knew that the other party probably wanted to see what he was doing in private, so he didn't refuse.
The next morning, Mason Meng entered Evan Yu's house.
His eyes were black and he was not in good spirits. "Do you mind if I borrow the bathroom and wash my face with cold water? I stayed up all night last night and I'm too old to hold on..."
After Evan Yu heard that he had stayed up all night, he changed tea leaves and prepared to make a pot of strong tea, "Of course I don't mind, just do whatever you want."
Mason Meng got permission and entered the bathroom with drooped eyelids, but rushed out within a minute.
Evan Yu put down the tea can in his hand and was about to ask what was wrong when he suddenly saw clearly what Mason Meng was holding.
At this time, Mason Meng was no longer sleepy and tired, and his eyes were shining brightly, "This, this, this...is this the lotus pattern plate from Yun Kiln?!"
Evan Yu blinked, "It's a plate with lotus pattern, but it's a fake. I bought it from the antique market for 42 yuan."
Mason Meng carefully held up the plate with the lotus pattern, "I said, it must be an imitation. If it were the real thing, it costs three to four hundred thousand. How could it be used to put soap in the bathroom... But the imitation is good." It's great! Look at the underglaze color, how beautiful it is!"
Evan Yu nodded in agreement, "Well, I don't know much about this. I thought it looked good and bought it."
Mason Meng looked at it for a while, then walked back with the plate, sighing, "The more I look at it, the more real it becomes. You are lucky, this imitation has a lot of skills in it!"
After washing his face, Mason Meng became more energetic. He sat on the sofa and looked at the tea set that Evan Yu used to make tea. "This celadon tea set is also an imitation? It's a very good imitation. Look at the delicate texture, dignified shape, green glaze, and elegant patterns." , the tea is brewed, the color is very good, very particular. "
Evan Yu handed Mason Meng a cup of tea and smiled sheepishly, "The elders in the family used to like to make tea. They studied tea utensils and other things, and I learned a lot by watching them."
After drinking a cup of strong tea, Mason Meng pinched his eyebrows and said, "I came here today to see if you are used to living here."
Evan Yu put down his teacup and listened carefully to what he said.
His serious attitude was very useful to Mason Meng, and his attitude became better and better, "The second thing is to tell you my preliminary plan."
Mason Meng spoke in a serious tone and tapped his knee twice with his fingers, "I have carefully read the information you filled out in the past two days. I can't dance, and I have never received professional vocal guidance. We must pay close attention to these two aspects. My teacher has already The schedule has been arranged for you and has been sent to your email. You have time to look at it carefully. Don't be late for class. "
Evan Yu should come down and say, "Okay, I will definitely study hard."
"You must study hard." Mason Meng pretended to be mysterious, "I grabbed a spot for you in a show!"
Evan Yu laughed, his eyes were like crescent moons, and he lowered his voice in response, "What kind of show is it?"
Mason Meng betrayed him, "What do you think?"
Evan Yu really couldn't guess it, so he apologized, "Brother Meng, I really can't guess it. How about you solve the puzzle directly?"
Mason Meng cleared his throat and raised the corners of his mouth, "Does He Qiubai know?"
"You know, the popular "Voice from Heaven" the year before last and "The Sound of Heaven" which was popular last year were both programs produced by him."
Mason Meng Yuan has done his homework for the past few years, and he didn't say much else. He said bluntly, "That's him. He is preparing for the second season of "The Sound of Heaven" this year. I'll put you in."
Evan Yu was really surprised.
He heard from his senior brother Quentin Qi that Mason Meng was one of the two main managers of Xingyao. Many big stars would shout "Brother Meng" when they saw him. The vision in selecting people is extremely high, but correspondingly, the resources at hand are also excellent.
"Are you shocked?" Mason Meng relaxed on the back of the sofa and met Evan Yu's eyes, "I signed you, and we are bound together for at least five years of the contract. You don't have to think about anything now, either. Don't worry, just take the training class and we'll take it step by step."
Evan Yu knew what was going on, so he poured another cup of hot tea and handed it to Mason Meng with both hands, "I listen to you."
The two chatted for a while. Mason Meng got up and walked around the living room. He saw that in addition to two pots of flowers on the balcony, Evan Yu actually planted a pot of onions in a very homely manner. He asked curiously, "You can also cook?" "
"Well, I know how to make simple things. Is there any chance that Brother Meng can try my craftsmanship?"
Mason Meng promised again and again. He thought he had a good eye for people, and Evan Yu would only know whether his family was good or not. We just moved here, and the furnishings in the room have been neatly tidied up. Not only that, but we can even cook for ourselves!
"It's good to be able to cook. This is also a good point. You haven't decided on your external personality yet. I'll think about it again..."
Just as he was about to leave, Mason Meng's eyes suddenly froze, "No, this flowerpot you planted green onions in..." he wondered, "Imitation of the large blue and white plum jar?"
Evan Yu's face didn't change, "Yeah, yes, it's an imitation."
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