When Yuan Ziwen came out of the bathroom, he saw Yan Wei standing alone in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the hall and smoking. That night, he drank more than anyone else, but his face was not flushed at all, but a little pale.

In the warm light, he stood up straight, staring thoughtfully out the window. He smoked slowly, the spark between his fingers dimming into ashes, and he flicked his fingers and put the cigarette in his mouth.

Green smoke curled up with his breathing, making the side of his face look even more out of reach.

As if it doesn't belong here.

Yan Mu seemed to hear the sound of footsteps, turned his head to look over, and met with Yuan Ziwen's gaze observing him.

Yuan Ziwen's heartbeat suddenly slowed down by half a beat.

"President's ......"

Yan Wei just bowed his head lightly, stretched out his hand to extinguish the cigarette butt in the ashtray, "It's late, you inform everyone that it's time to disperse." ”

Yuan Ziwen just wanted to leave, but when he saw his body suddenly shake, he hurriedly ran over to support him, "President, are you okay?" ”

Yan Qian shook his head and said with a smile: "It's okay, I'm not drunk." ”

I don't know if it's an illusion, Yuan Ziwen felt that he was a little childish when he said this, and the corners of his thin lips flashed a hint of playfulness.

They were so close that she could smell his perfume completely different from that night in the hospital, like cold pine and oak moss with a mist.

She blurted out, "How many perfumes do you use?" ”

Yan was stunned for a moment, his eyes swept over like a spotlight on the stage, and he ran away from the original seed.

She trotted all the way back to the private room, and she really didn't understand why she looked so good in front of this man!

When the group left Miss Western Restaurant, Shao Luoguang said with concern: "President, I'll find someone to send you back." ”

Of all the people, only Yuan Ziwen didn't drink, so this task was assigned to her.

After everyone took a taxi to leave, Yan Shushu slowly took out the key from the pocket of his suit and threw it to Yuan Ziwen, "Get in the car." ”

Yuan Ziwen struggled inwardly, but still sat honestly in the driver's seat. The first time she drove a car of this grade, she carefully asked how to shift gears and how to slow down.

Yan Shu replied casually, his expression becoming more and more impatient.

Primordial shut up in amusement and drove the car unusually slowly.

When she gradually got used to the rhythm of the car, she breathed a sigh of relief, and heard the strange words next to her say, "What did you do before you entered Evangel?" ”

"I've worked in a lot of places."

"For example?"

Yuan Ziwen thought about it, but still told the truth: "I have done sales, sold insurance, and also worked as a clerk in an electronics company. However, each job is not very long. ”

"Why?"

She chose a business job because of the freedom to have no mandatory clock-in, so she could spend more time on comics. But several times I couldn't complete the sales within the deadline, so I had to leave my job consciously. And the salary of the electronics company is too small, and the top boss is also picky.

Yuan Ziwen couldn't tell these strange words, only said: "Those jobs are not too suitable for me." ”

"Evangel is for you?"

Yuan Ziwen didn't understand what he meant.

Yan Wei put his hand on the car window a little lazily, and his five fingers fell together rhythmically, which seemed to be his usual small movement.

"I don't know what criteria the administration used to recruit people before, but if I had come for an interview, I wouldn't have hired you," he said. ”

The original seed warmed his heart, this is not a good topic.

"Working in a fashion magazine, you must first be a member of the fashion industry, and you have requirements for yourself in terms of image. It also requires long-term accumulation and experience to be able to accurately judge popular trends and select things that can inspire readers to buy from tens of thousands of design products. Obviously, you don't meet these criteria. ”

His gaze fell on the original seed's blackened fingertips, as if a knife was cutting her uncomfortable.

Yuan Ziwen whispered, "My position is just an assistant. ”

"You won't be an assistant for the rest of your life, unless you want to." He said it lightly.

"But ......"

"Or are you just using Evangel as a temporary haven to leave soon?"

His tone was gentle, but this mildness stimulated Yuan Ziwen's inner defense more than mockery.

She replied in a sneering voice, "I'm going to adapt myself to Evangel." ”

The corners of Yan Shu's mouth pulled slightly, "If you really can't do it, you don't need to be reluctant, after all, "Evangel" doesn't raise idlers. ”

Idlers? She is like a perpetual motion machine 24 hours a day, working overtime until midnight, and she is still an idler? The grievances and anger finally rushed to his heart, and Yuan Ziwen almost forgot that the man sitting next to him was his boss.

She said: "Mr. Yan, not everyone is as talented as you, with the ability and vision to lead the trend. I'm just a little assistant, but I do my best to do every job that is handed over to me, I don't understand fashion, but I'm not without my heart! And ......"

"Be careful!"

Yuan Ziwen's words were truncated by the strange voice.

A truck suddenly rushed out of the intersection ahead, and it was too late by the time the original seed temperature reacted.

She slammed on the brakes, the road was slippery, the body spun in the water, and the front side of the car scraped the rear of the truck and rushed towards the roadside guardrail.

In the confusion, Yan Wei grabbed Yuan Ziwen's hand and turned the steering wheel hard. I only heard a "boom", and the front of the car broke a guardrail.

The huge impact almost sent the original seed Wen out of his seat, but fortunately he was restrained by his seat belt. A pair of arms reached out from her side at the right time, holding her in her arms and protecting her firmly.

With a sharp grinding sound, the car slowly braked.

The truck, knowing that it was at a loss, fled and disappeared long ago.

Yuan Ziwen was in a cold sweat, subconsciously grabbed the man's arm, his face was pressed against his chest, and through the thin shirt, she heard each other's deafening heartbeats.

"Are you alright?" There was obvious nervousness in the unfamiliar voice.

Yuan Ziwen shook her head, her messy hair blocking her vision, and she couldn't help but touch it with her hands. Unexpectedly, this pinch brought out a lot of blood and flowed along the back of the hand to the cheek.

Yuan Ziwen was startled, and rubbed his cheeks vigorously, but as a result, there was more and more blood, and even his neck was red.

Yan Mu hurriedly stopped her flustered movements and pulled her right hand in front of her. Among the shocking bloodstains, there was a deep scratch on the back of the hand, and the flesh was rolling.

Yan Mu's face changed slightly, and he looked down at the rings on his hands.

One of them was stained with blood and shimmered with an eerie glow.

Yuan Ziwen only felt the stinging pain of the wound at this time, which must have been scratched when Yan Yan Yan pressed his hand to turn the steering wheel just now.

"Don't move, I'll take care of your wounds."

Yan Shu said and took out a medicine box from the co-pilot's drawer, which was neatly filled with medicines. He seems to have learned first aid, disinfection, hemostasis, medicine, and bandaging, and the whole process is skillful and calm.

"It may hurt a little, you bear with it." He admonished gently.

The original seed inhaled the cold air, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

As soon as she raised her eyes, she could see him close at hand, his eyes focused and discreet, as if he were tinkering with a priceless haute couture garment.

His fingers are very beautiful, his nails are trimmed short, round and healthy. Those fashion works that have haunted the dreams of countless women and amazed the fashion industry are from these hands.

"Your rings, as if each one is different." Yuan Ziwen said a little curiously.

"Yes, it's custom-made."

"You designed it too?"

Yan Shu's movements froze, but Yuan Ziwen didn't notice it at all, and continued: "Why do you want to wear so many rings, don't you feel inconvenient? Won't you scratch yourself? ”

Yan Mu didn't answer, but the look in his eyes gradually turned cold.

Yuan Ziwen realized that he would lose too much of his words, which could involve the personal privacy of the other party.

The car became a little stuffy, and Yuan Ziwen was a little weak, "President, I'm sorry, I was careless in driving." ”

There was no response.

After helping Yuan Ziwen bandage the wound, he raised his head and said, "It's more convenient to take a taxi here, you can go first, if you feel uncomfortable, you can ask for leave tomorrow." ”

"And what do you do?"

"I'll let you go first."

His tone was still tepid, but it was completely different from the way he had just spoken, and it was completely an order from the leader.

Yuan Ziwen looked at him a little confused, Yan Shu sat motionless in his position, and suddenly felt a sense of distance from her.

The door near the driver's seat was recessed, and Hara tried to pull it, but the door seemed to be stuck. She turned her head to look at Yan Mu, who didn't mean to help, but clasped his arms and looked at her indifferently.

As soon as Yuan Ziwen exerted her strength, the back of her hand was suffocated, and the unfamiliar gaze made her feel like a man's back.

She finally opened the car door, and when she got out of the car, she saw Yan Mushu leaning on the back of the seat. His voice was not loud, but it was like a whistling wind.

"You're right, not everyone is a genius. But in my eyes, there are only two kinds of people in this world, winner and Loser, and there is no third choice. ”

Loser。

So harsh words.

Yuan Ziwen walked away, and the unfamiliarity of the words made her know for the first time what it meant to be self-conscious.

Yan Mu looked at her departing back, quietly lit a cigarette, and made a phone call.

"If there's an accident, you can send someone to pick me up."

Ten minutes later, a black Porsche appeared in front of Yan Mu, and as soon as the window was rolled down, the people inside gloated and laughed.

"It's been like this just after buying a car for a few days, haven't you been back to China for too long, and you don't even remember the traffic rules here?"

"Why did you come here in person and not have to deal with the board dinner?" Yan Wei ignored his usual teasing.

"It's over early." Shan Ziwei opened the car door and restrained his expression, "Get in the car, I have something to say to you." ”