Sleepy-eyed and a little messy hair, Chu Yinghuan reached the alarm clock on the bedside table and looked at it, and suddenly felt sleepy.

At eight o'clock, less than half an hour before work.

Hurriedly changed out of his pajamas and put on a two-piece suit, an off-white V-neck top and a khaki loose skirt, and walked downstairs.

Yi Yuanao sat at the dining table, his eyes looking ahead, paying attention to today's all-British financial news, and milk, soy milk, juice, toast and nuts were neatly placed on the table.

He was dressed in a dark gray suit, with slender legs folded together, a straight and three-dimensional nose, crimson lips, slightly pursed into a line, and a resolute chin with a natural aristocratic atmosphere.

Seeing him like this, Chu Ying didn't fight anymore.

She angrily walked to the dining table and pulled out a stool to sit down, deliberately blocking his view, and said with a strange expression: "I got up so early, and I ate breakfast so leisurely, why don't you know to wake me up, what if I'm late?" ”

Yi Yuanao took a sip of the juice with an expressionless face, and his movements were very elegant, as if he was not drinking juice, but the heavenly elixir.

"I turned off your alarm clock, I want you to sleep more, what's the matter?" His eyes were indifferent, his voice could not hear any emotion of concern, and his eyes were clear.

"What do you care about my alarm clock? Wait, you came into my room yesterday? With my permission, is there any privacy, I don't know, I think this is your home. Chu Yinghuan's eyebrows were twisted together, her expression was serious, and her eyes were staring at him tightly without blinking.

"You didn't close the door yourself, blame me? Seeing that you worked hard yesterday, I want you to sleep more, and I am not happy. Yi Yuanao stretched out a hand expressionlessly, pushed her head to the side, and continued to watch the news, moving smoothly.

At this moment, her unbelievable face was reflected in those dark eyes.

"I didn't close the door, can you just go in, this is my house, I have the final say, believe it or not, I'll make you feel on the street tonight and let you sleep on the road." Chu Ying happily stretched out his hand and hit his palm hard, ready to take revenge, but was held tightly by a pair of big hands.

The palms of the hands are warm and the bones are clear.

"Be quiet." Yi Yuanao let go of his hand, picked up a piece of bread and stuffed it into her mouth, indifferently retracted his gaze, and he commanded in a light voice, his voice was low and magnetic.

Chu Yinghuan took the bread out of her mouth, smeared the jam indignantly, and acted violently, as if she was venting all her anger on the bread.

After eating breakfast in a hurry, after going out, Chu Yinghuan found that Lu Xiaotian had already been waiting at the intersection, so she guessed that Yi Yuanao could not prepare it by herself, and sure enough, he sent it over.

After saying hello, she naturally did the back row, although there are a hundred reasons to be unhappy when transferred to Yi's work, but there is an advantage that there are people to pick up and drop off every day, and there is no need to drive your own car, and save a lot of money.

The building of Yishi Group was originally built by Yi Yuanao to invite internationally renowned designers, and it took two years to complete, towering into the sky, like a dragon soaring through the clouds.

Yi Yuanao kept staring at the laptop on his lap, paying attention to the stock trend, and he had always been extremely serious about his work.

The two didn't talk to each other, but they were all right.

When she arrived at the company, Chu Yinghuan began to work on the design draft of the clothing exhibition, and the meeting was held at ten o'clock to hand it in.

"Director Chu, it's time to go to a meeting." A gentle voice sounded above her head, it was Yi Yuanao's temporary secretary and assistant, a college student who had just graduated from the Fashion Institute. First Literary Network

Follow her, to be honest, it's a bit condescending.

"Okay, let's do it together." Chu Yinghuan raised her head and showed a polite smile, cleaned up briefly, and walked into the conference room with the first draft.

After the polishing and experience of the workplace, she has already taken off her immature coat, revealing maturity and elegance everywhere, which makes people have an unparalleled charm that they want to conquer.

And the first point is to learn to keep your distance from others.

Yi Yuanao hadn't arrived yet, the conference room was indeed neatly packed, everyone occasionally talked a few words, but it was also very quiet, and the whole conference room was very quiet.

At this point, Chu Yinghuan still admires his management ability, such a large company is well managed, it is not enough to work hard, but also to have brains.

The memory is that the door in front of him was pushed open, and Yi Yuanao came in with long legs, a black shirt with a stand-up collar, smooth and beautiful muscle lines, and the contour of his face was like a scabbard, resolute and upright.

No man is ever so beautiful that he is more beautiful than the models on the cover of magazines, and he has the momentum of a king.

"Mr. Yi is so handsome." The secretary assistant sighed beside him, his eyes were full of peach blossoms, and he was smiling with a look.

Chu Ying shook her head with a smile, bowed her head and said nothing, she was also tempted by beauty at the beginning.

At the beginning of the meeting, the designers showed their design works one by one, and it was not long before she arrived.

"Please look at the PPT behind, it is my design work, this time we are targeting the new generation of young women, they are pursuing unconventional, independent and self-reliant, so in the design, I abandoned some traditional design concepts, using bold ideas, to complete these works."

With a generous smile and a gentle and nice voice, Chu Yinghuan injected a different vitality into the heavy and cold conference room, like a lotus flower blooming in summer, fresh and elegant.

Yi Yuanao's eyes lit up, his deep eyes narrowed slightly, the laziness faded, and the black surged.

"Yes, after listening to so much, Director Chu can see it, so I will follow her design, and others will review it and dismiss the meeting." Yi Yuanao's low voice sounded, and the person had already stood up from the high-backed leather sofa, taking steady steps, and the figure Ling Ran walked out.

A happy smile appeared on the corner of Chu Yinghuan's mouth, and she was a little excited, unexpectedly, Yi Yuanao actually affirmed her work so easily this time, and it was worth staying up all night during this time.

Immersed in joy, she didn't notice Lu Xiaotian on the side.

"Miss Chu, the president asked you to come over." Lu Xiaotian stood beside her respectfully, as if he treated the male protagonist, he was rarely so serious, he was tall, tall, and combed his back.

"Did he say anything?" Chu Yinghuan asked with a little headache, reluctant in her heart.

"I don't know about this, you will know when you go." There was a wry smile on the corner of Lu Xiaotian's mouth, and his eyes were innocent.

When she came to the president's office, the door was inlaid with a door number engraved with the three words Yi Yuanao, and the font was vigorous and powerful, and she recognized it as his own font at a glance.

Really narcissistic people.