After bankruptcy, I was pampered by the boss

Chapter 110 The Boss Starts Fishing Again

As if noticing his gaze, Yi Zongyu glanced over.

"Designer Yu, what can I do for you?"

"..." Han Ning rolled his eyes in his heart and cooperated with the performance.

"I still have some work to discuss, and I'll take Mr. Yu home."

Yi Zongyu put away his phone and said nothing more.

Yu Jing got into the car with gritted teeth. He always felt that the other party seemed to be disturbed by him. He felt a little embarrassed but still couldn't refuse to be in the same space with Yi Zongyu.

This situation is really rare for him now.

"Mr. Yu, where do you live?"

"Tianhe Community." Yu Jing answered in a low voice.

"Ok."

The car started, and Yu Jing stuck tightly to the right side, almost embedding himself into the door.

He sniffed Yi Zongyu's scent like a rat.

It was as cold and clean as it was long ago, very faint, but enough to fill some of the longing for the past three years.

They said they were talking about work, but Han Ning kept silent since getting in the car, and the whole room was filled with an atmosphere of awkwardness.

Yi Zongyu glanced sideways at the person next to him.

Very thin, extremely thin.

It would have been fine if her body was pressed against the car door, but even her head had to look out the window, with her back almost facing him.

The overall feeling is that people should stay away from it.

After staring at his back for a while, Yi Zongyu withdrew his gaze, not knowing what he was thinking.

Twenty minutes later, the car arrived at the gate of Tianhe Community.

Before Han Ning wanted to open the car door for him, Yu Jing got out of the car very quickly without looking back.

"Thank you, I'm leaving first."

"Okay." Han Ning paused and said again.

"Regarding the design section, I will go to Mingcheng tomorrow morning and discuss it with you in detail."

"Ah, but I have to go to work." Yu Jing thought of Duan Zuo's face that exploited his employees.

"It's okay. Before the digital exhibition hall project is completed, you will be considered at work if you go to Wanxie during working hours."

Han Ning smiled and said, "I'll say hello to Mr. Duan. See you later."

Yu Jing pondered the meaning of this sentence blankly, and did not move until the car disappeared from his sight.

What does it mean to go to Wanxie?

Is your design so incompatible with the theme of this time?

It’s not that he didn’t want to go, but he usually had a lot of work to do. If he had to go out frequently, it would definitely delay the progress. He couldn’t imagine how distorted Duan Zuo’s face would be.

He met Yi Zongyu in one day, looked him in the eye, and took the same car home, but Yu Jing's sadness surged exponentially.

The bloody reality told him that Yi Zongyu didn't have the slightest impression of him. The other party looked at him with a distant and cold look, no different from anyone else.

The Rolls-Royce drove onto the viaduct. The city at night seemed to be ablaze with sparks. Yi Zongyu leaned back in his chair with his eyes half closed.

"Please leave the information in my office tomorrow."

Han Ning tightened his grip on the steering wheel and hesitated for a long time before speaking with difficulty.

"This... no need to investigate, he is your ex-boyfriend."

Yi Zongyu's eyelashes trembled slightly and he opened his eyes.

"what?"

The next day, as Yu Jing entered the company building, he was blocked by Han Ning.

"Good morning, Mr. Yu." Han Ning still smiled as warmly as ever.

Yu Jing was stunned for two seconds, "Are you going so early? I haven't told Duan Zuo yet."

"It's okay, I've already said hello in advance."

Yu Jing was stunned. "Okay, I'll go to the office to get the manuscript."

"Wait for you."

After he left, Han Ning took out his cell phone and frantically sent messages to Wen Mao.

"There's been a lot of melon lately, do you want to listen to it?"

Wen Mao: "I'm busy, please don't disturb me."

Han Ning: "The boss has started fishing for small fish again."

Wen Mao: "Please elaborate."

He still remembers the long silence in the car after he finished talking to Yi Zongyu last night. It was a dead silence that seemed to stand still.

Since the car accident, Yi Zongyou has received nearly two years of professional treatment training in New York. The doctor said that he must not guide the patient subjectively, because the effect is not significant and it will constantly stimulate his back brain nerves and weaken them.

For this reason, Fu Siyin and his companions traveled back and forth between Beijing and New York for two years, and could only barely make Yi Zongyu remember them by constantly meeting and interacting with him.

No one in the Yi family mentioned the name Yu Jing. In the first two years, they just followed the doctor's advice, but in the third year it became a written rule.

Except Qin Lilan.

It is said that she tried to contact him several times, but Yu Jing had already changed all his contact information and settled in Switzerland. She asked someone to look for him, but was finally stopped by Yi Chang's people.

But some things are destined.

At the beginning of the third year, Yi Chang intended to let Yi Zongyu take over the financial industry on Wall Street, but the latter somehow favored Wan Xie in Beijing more.

Yi Chang didn't say much. After taking care of everything half a year ago, Yi Zongyu took over Wanxie Group again.

When Yu Jing was packing up his manuscripts, Duan Zuo was like an annoying mosquito, asking questions all over the place.

"Are you and Han Ning having a scene?"

"Have you two known each other for a long time?"

"Why didn't you tell me earlier? Mingcheng has accumulated a lot of experience in cultivating a family like Wanxie for his whole life to marry into this family."

"You didn't go home yesterday, did you? Xiao Jing, your health should be your first priority, don't do anything rash."

Yu Jing couldn't bear it any longer and walked around.

"I don't know him, but the design outline doesn't suit the client's taste. You might as well worry about whether this cooperation can continue."

Duan Zuo:?

On the ground floor of the company building, Han Ning saw Yu Jing coming out, followed by Duan Zuo who was as stalked as a mosquito.

"Hello." Duan Zuo smiled, "Xiao Jing, remember to come back early."

"......Okay." Yu Jing looked at Han Ning, "Let's go."

Han Ning smiled politely at Duan Zuo.

"See you."

It was originally just a polite smile, but Duan Zuo, this idiot, misunderstood it as having another meaning, and in his heart he was still happily admiring Yu Jing's awesomeness.

As Yi Zongyu's personal secretary for many years, Han Ning's position in Wanxie far exceeds those senior management.

Oh my God, Duan Zuo clasped his hands together, the wealth and glory of Potian will also be our Mingcheng’s turn!

He went upstairs while laughing and continued to exploit his employees.

Yi Zongyu looked at the information, rubbing the mutton-fat jade in his hand with his fingertips again and again, his expression calmer than the lake.

A blurry figure in the bar corridor in the dream, and a tattoo on the heart.

The locked room on the third floor of the Yi family’s house, the expressions of friends who wanted to say something but hesitated several times, the expenditure account of Wanxie with large amounts of money a few years ago, and the occasional extra miscellaneous items in Fenghua Yuefu.

The back of my head started to throb with pain again. The doctor said that I must strictly avoid deliberately recalling the past in order to stimulate my nerves.

Yi Zongyu rubbed the upper part of his temple. It felt like there was a tight thread running across the left side, causing even more pain.

There was a knock on the door.

"Boss, Designer Yu has arrived."

He put the mutton-fat jade on his neck, pressed the jade body against his clothes, and stood up.

Han Ning was waiting outside the door and glanced at Yi Zongyu.

"I can..."

"Have you completed the work schedule assigned to you?" Yi Zongyu interrupted.

"No."

Yi Zongyu walked past him and went straight to the reception room.

Han Ning: ...

Yu Jing carefully examined the design drawings. The construction scale of the digital exhibition hall this time was relatively large, and he actually didn't know what specific changes Wanxie required.

The door opened, Yu Jing looked up subconsciously, and then froze.

Yi Zongyu came in naturally and closed the door.

She walked towards him step by step and finally stood in front of him.

Yu Jing was still in a daze, holding a design drawing in his hand, and seemed to be fixed on the chair by a spell.

Yi Zongyu took the paper from his hand, but his eyes were always on the scar on Yu Jing's forehead.

"Designer Yu, are you awake?"

"Isn't it Han Ning..."

"He's too busy at work to spare the time."

Yi Zongyou pulled a chair and sat down, "Just let me talk to you."

Yu Jing was stunned. He had never heard of a secretary being too busy so he sent the boss to work over.

"Any questions."

"No."

How dare he have any problem with the honorable Party A in Duan Zuoyan.

"Okay, let's get started." Yi Zong lobbied.

Yu Jing swallowed his saliva, laid out the plan, and stared at the design draft the whole time without looking away.