"So many key tasks are summarized in the President's Office every day, and I need to communicate, coordinate and supervise them. If I still need to take care of trivial matters such as vehicle arrangements and conference room allocations, then what does the President's Office need you for?"
You Shulang threw a "Vehicle Outbound Application Form" on the table, slowly raised his eyes, and the lines on his face were as sharp as a knife: "Two vice presidents want to use the highest-level business car at the same time, and you don't want to offend either of them, so you think it's difficult to handle? If you don't have this little coordination ability, I think the position in the President's Office is not suitable for you at all."
He picked up the phone and switched to the internal line: "Go and confirm whether Mr. Li's guests are the wife and daughter of the chairman of Qingyu Pharmaceutical. If so, use Director Liu's convertible sports car to receive the two ladies. When you pick them up at the airport, prepare some flowers and dolls in the car. I remember that Shang Qingyu's daughter is not very old and should like these."
After hanging up the phone, You Shulang looked at his subordinate who was standing in front of the desk with his hands down, and his tone was much gentler: "You have to remember that you can't be a jack of all trades when working in the president's office, and you can't be a good person. You have to use your brain more when doing things. There is nothing that can't be solved through coordination." He pushed the vehicle application form to the man's hand, "Don't be troubled in the future. Think of several ways, and you will always find the best way to deal with it. Okay, you go out first."
The subordinate nodded respectfully, took the list and turned to leave the office.
After everyone left, the office did not become quiet. Slow and leisurely footsteps were heard. You Shulang tilted his head slightly and saw Fan Xiao coming out of the cubicle and leaning against the intricately carved wooden door frame.
There is a cubicle in You Shulang's office, which was used for small meetings before. As it is not used frequently, it has now been converted into an archive room, where various materials of Bohai over the years are stored. Judging from the signatures on the archive boxes, it is the huge and detailed development history of Bohai Pharmaceutical.
At this time, Fan Xiao was leaning against the wall with a book in his hand. His shirt was open, and two buttons of his shirt were undone under his throat. The water and teeth marks on his neck were clearly visible.
"Director You was really fierce when he scolded people. I was scared inside."
You Shulang was so angry that his teeth itched. He glanced at the office door and said in a deep voice, "If you are scared, behave yourself and put your clothes in order."
Fan Xiao made an innocent expression: "Director You wants to plant strawberries for me, how dare I disobey?"
This started when the two of them were looking up information in the cubicle. The heating in the north was sufficient in winter, and the dry heat wrapped around the skin, making it a bit stuffy. You Shulang pulled at Gaoling's sweater and casually scolded Fan Xiao: "Don't chew and bite in the future, what a dog's problem."
But he couldn't resist the challenge, so he unbuttoned two shirt buttons with his long fingers and pressed the decent office director against his neck: "Director You is still too kind. If you don't want others to offend you, you must fight back."
The lingering scent of agarwood on the man's body could not suppress You Shulang's anger. He had really spoiled Fan Xiao to the point of being lawless these days. It was ok to pamper him at home, but how could he tolerate him being so presumptuous in the office.
You Shulang wanted to discipline the dog, so he didn't hide. He rubbed the warm skin with his lips, then opened his mouth and bit the soft flesh on Fan Xiao's neck! He used a lot of strength, but the man with the meat in his mouth didn't avoid or dodge. He seemed to smile, his chest vibrated slightly, and his fingers inserted into You Shulang's hair, gently stroking it.
You Shulang was feeling frustrated. Just as he was thinking of finding another way to deal with the bad man, he heard a knock on his office door.
He stood up suddenly, his head almost hitting Fan Xiao's chin. He quickly distanced themselves from each other and wiped the water stains from his lips.
When I looked up again, he had become the calm and proper office director again.
Glancing at Fan Xiao with cold eyes, he slowly walked out of the cubicle and said belatedly: "Come in."
After seeing his subordinates off, You Shulang picked up the teacup, lifted the lid with his long fingers to stir up the floating tea leaves, blew on it and took a sip of hot tea.
The voice soaked in the fragrance of tea is unusually clear and mellow. It penetrates into the ears, travels along the meridians throughout the body, and finally evokes a sense of joy.
"Mr. Fan, you spend three of the five working days a week in Bohai, and you spend most of the three days in my office. Others will suspect that you are a business spy, stealing Bohai's secrets under the guise of investment."
These words sounded unpleasant, and Fan Xiao knew that he should handle it carefully.
He put the documents in his hand back into the file rack, buttoned his shirt and walked to You Shulang with a smile. He didn't answer, but leaned forward to lean on the desk, sniffed a few wisps of tea with his hands, and asked, "Is this tea delicious?"
There was still warm tea in the purple clay teapot. You Shulang poured a cup and pushed it in front of Fan Xiao: "Try it."
With Fan Xiao's personality, he would definitely go to You Shulang's lips and teeth to taste the fragrance of tea, but now he has irritated him, so he dare not continue to act rashly.
Fan Xiao imitated You Shulang and took a sip. He frowned as soon as he took a sip of the brown tea.
Even so, he drank a full cup, pushed the empty cup in front of You Shulang, and said, "You invited me to drink tea, so I have to return the favor. How about I make Tom Yum Goong soup for you this weekend?"
You Shulang leaned back in his chair and raised his eyebrows in surprise: "You're cooking?"
"I'll cook a crab curry, spicy beef salad, and Thai fried rice noodles. Director You likes to watch old movies, so I found a few good old Thai movies. Let's watch them while we eat, okay?" Fan Xiao came over again, "So, Director You, don't be angry?"
Weekends. You Shulang rarely had his own weekends. In the past, he either worked overtime or accompanied Lu Zhen to parties. Lu Zhen loved the hustle and bustle. They were rarely alone on dates. Although You Shulang didn't like parties with various themes and crowded occasions, he accompanied them patiently. Occasionally, he would help Lu Zhen clean up the mess caused by bad interpersonal relationships, fulfilling all the responsibilities of a boyfriend.
In fact, You Shulang was somewhat longing for a simple weekend, with three meals for two, music from the gramophone or lines from old movies, sunlight shining in through the window, light and shadow on the floor moving from east to west, and feeling warm when he stepped on it barefoot.
Oh, I forgot, Fan Xiao doesn't like sunlight, so let's remove the last item.
You Shulang smiled more and said helplessly, "Stand up until you sit on the sofa, and I'll spare you."
Fan Xiao decided to stop while he was ahead, poured himself a cup of tea, took a piece of information, and sat on the sofa to read it.
He was not very attentive, and would glance at You Shulang from time to time. The dark red turtleneck cashmere sweater the man was wearing today was bought by Fan Xiao. When You Shulang first saw it, he frowned and had no intention of wearing it.
Fan Xiao did not persuade him, but took out a pair of military leather gloves from the shopping bag. He held the gloves and gently slapped them on his palms, and saw the dark light flashing in You Shulang's eyes without any surprise.
You Shulang took out a cigarette and bit it between his teeth: "I'm wearing this cashmere sweater, can you show me the gloves?"
You Shulang likes his hands, and Fan Xiao knows this very well. He smiled meaningfully and said, "Director You is too naive. There is no such a simple good thing."
The shopping bag was opened again, and Fan Xiao picked out a light object with his fingers: "I will wear a sweater tomorrow, but now I will wear this. If Director You agrees, I will..."
The soft leather in his hand slowly slid across You Shulang's cheeks, neck, chest... and unspeakable places.
Fan Xiao leaned over and leaned close to You Shulang's ear: "If you agree, I will fuck you with gloves on tonight!"
The tiny hairs on his ears stood up instantly, and You Shulang looked at the piece of cloth that could not be called cloth.
"Deal." He said slowly, suppressing his stern expression.
The wonderful memory was interrupted by a series of ringtones at the critical moment. Fan Xiao saw You Shulang answer the phone. He could not hear the specific content of the brief conversation, but the solemn expression on the man's face was something Fan Xiao had never seen before.
"What's wrong?" Fan Xiao asked.
"Hmm?" You Shulang, who had already hung up the phone, was a little stunned. After a moment, he said, "I have something to deal with this weekend, so I won't be with you."