After Marrying the Wealthy Disabled Tyrant

Zhang Jun stayed in the presidential suite for five days.

He was originally scheduled to stay in Wancheng for two days and leave after the meeting, but after meeting Wen Yuan, he thought it would be good to stay for a few more days.

As the CEO of an entertainment company, he has never been short of handsome men and beautiful women. But he was the first to be neither humble nor arrogant like Wen Yuan.

He has observed Wen Yuan's dress, the shoes are ordinary Oxford shoes, the price can't be seen, the watch in his hand is a few hundred dollars at best, and there is a unique ring and necklace hanging around his neck, but it is not set with diamonds, it is estimated that it is worth it. Not much money.

He searched Wen Yuan's family on the Internet again. It was said that his father was the boss of a foreign trade company, and he almost went bankrupt because of the broken capital chain. In short, his family background was not very good.

Zhang Jun kept Wen Yuan by his side for the past few days, and talked in front of him intentionally or unintentionally about his company, the dignitaries he had worked with, and the Rolex with drilled cuffs, but Wen Yuan didn't seem to feel anything.

Those black and white eyes are still clean and clear, and there is no yearning and envy in sight.

"Xiao Wen, have you eaten yet? Have afternoon tea with me later?"

Just as he was about to leave the shift, Wen Yuan was stopped by Zhang Jun again.

Wen Yuan's headache was very bad. Zhang Jun had to ask him to accompany him in everything he did these days, but the other party was a black diamond guest.

"Mr. Zhang, in fact, I'm already at the end of work—"

Seeing Zhang Jun's displeased expression, the manager on the side quickly pulled La Wenyuan's arm.

"Xiao Wen, if President Zhang asks you to go, go as far as you can, what are you babbling about!"

"Manager, but I-"

Wen Yuan wanted to argue, but felt it was unnecessary. He raised his head and forced a smile on his face.

"Mr. Zhang, wait a moment, I'll go to the bathroom."

As soon as he entered the bathroom, he sent Ji Hong a message.

Ji Hong: Damn, this old man doesn't want to **** you, right? 【Frightened】

Wen Yuan: Shouldn't it? He didn't do anything out of the ordinary except for me to accompany him every day.

Ji Hong: You know the shit, these rich and powerful old men are like this. They pretend to be polite and show their fox tails at any time.

Wen Yuan: Maybe people don't like men.

Ji Hong: Fart, I passed by that day and found that the way he looked at you was not right. In short, it was not a good thing. Funny] Wen Yuan: You are a straight man, but you know more about men than gays like me?

Ji Hong: I'm fascinated by it. In short, be careful yourself, and call me at any time if anything happens.

Wen Yuan: ok.

Wen Yuan is not worried about his own safety. He used to be the main force of the school basketball team. He is just as strong as Zhang Jun. Seeing that he is not strong enough, he will be afraid that the other party will be wrong to him?

Thinking of this, Wen Yuan had nothing to worry about, and accompany Zhang Jun to the tea restaurant generously.

Zhang Jun ordered a table of expensive desserts and drinks and looked at him with a smile.

"Xiao Wen, you're tired after standing all day. Sit down and eat something."

Wen Yuan looked around, he knew the waiter, and he was embarrassed. He didn't sit, but was still standing.

"I'm not tired, thank you Mr. Zhang for your kindness."

"You're off work, why are you still so reserved. Don't worry, it's private time. I'm treating you as a friend to eat. Is that okay?"

"And I'm leaving tomorrow afternoon, so you can't give me so much face?"

Wen Yuan was really hungry after a day's work, and since Zhang Jun was leaving tomorrow, he probably wouldn't be a demon anymore. Wen Yuan sat down opposite him and smiled.

"Then thank you, Mr. Zhang."

Zhang Jun watched him eat, Wen Yuan's mouth was very picky, and when he tasted some unpalatable desserts, his brows would wrinkle, but he would still endure disgust and finish the rest, his cheeks bulging. Yes, like a little hamster in winter.

Zhang Jun took a sip of coffee and felt that the scene in front of him was very pleasing to the eye.

He wanted to get closer to Wen Yuan.

"Xiao Wen, I don't know Wancheng very well. How about you take me around for a walk in the evening? Don't worry, I will pay you the tour guide fee, and I will never let you suffer."

Wen Yuan stopped eating.

"Mr. Zhang, I have something to do tonight..." He looked embarrassed.

"What's the matter? Is it difficult? Would you like me to handle it for you?" Zhang Jun looked concerned.

Wen Yuan couldn't make it up anymore, he twitched the corners of his mouth, thinking that this should be the last night, and quickly dismissed the man.

"My business is not important. Well, there is a commercial street nearby. I will show you around."

The commercial street is not too big. Wen Yuan originally thought that he would be able to go shopping in one or two hours, but Zhang Jun actually spent five hours shopping, and bought countless high-end clothes, watches, belts and various cufflinks. .

Wen Yuan helped him carry more than a dozen bags, his hands were sore, and his eyes were too sleepy to open. When he finally returned to the hotel, he put all the bags on the ground, Wen Yuan let out a long sigh, and was about to leave when Zhang Jun stopped him again.

"Xiao Wen, are you tired? I asked them to squeeze orange juice. Drink some and take a rest."

Wen Yuan watched Zhang Jun pour the fresh orange juice from the glass jug into the glass, and saw that he took a sip before taking the other glass in Zhang Jun's hand.

"Thank you, President Zhang, I'm not tired."

He took two casual sips and put the glass down.

Zhang Jun played with the glass in his hand, sat on the sofa chair, and glanced at the shopping bags in the row at the entrance.

"Actually... these things are for you."

Wen Yuan: !

Zhang Jun put down the cup, stood up, and walked in front of Wen Yuan, his eyes burning.

"Xiao Wen, how about you follow me from now on?"

Eleven twenty.

Qi Jinran stared at the European-style wall clock on the wall, her face extremely ugly.

No matter how late it was, Wen Yuan would definitely go home before half past ten. This is the first time that I have returned late.

Qi Jinran pressed her eyebrows and called Zhuang Jie.

"Is there no staff in bv to work?"

As soon as Zhuang Jie heard Qi Jinran's tone, he knew that this was a precursor to anger. A few days ago at the company, he mentioned to Qi Jinran that Wen Yuan was intern at BV, but the other party didn't let him take special care of him. Why did he have a sudden attack now?

"Boss, isn't it... Mr. Wen hasn't come home yet?"

Zhuang Jie has been with Qi Jinran for many years, and he has always had an exquisite mind and quickly guessed the key problem.

Qi Jinran didn't speak, Zhuang Jie immediately heard that this was the default, and said quickly, "Boss, don't worry, I'll ask the hotel right away to see what's going on."

After thinking for a while, he added: "Actually, you can also call and ask Mr. Wen, maybe he has something to delay."

After hanging up the phone, Qi Jinran's face was a little ugly.

Of course he thought about calling Wen Yuan, but when he thought that he asked Wen Yuan "are you tired" that day, the latter looked extremely surprised, and he couldn't hold back his face.

It's weird, he said too much in the first place.

It seems like it deserves it now.

While hesitating whether to send a text message, Qi Jinran's cell phone rang again.

On the other side, Zhuang Jie's tone was cautious, like walking on thin ice.

"Boss, I asked the bv side, and they said..."

Qi Jinran's face suddenly darkened.

Twenty minutes later.

bv hotel lobby.

The black Maybach drove into the porch with lightning speed. Before the manager in the front hall could react, the door opened, and a handsome man wearing a black trench coat and leaning on a cane came down from the passenger seat and walked straight to the hall.

The manager was shocked by the man's aura, and when he saw the man, he couldn't help but go straight to the VIP elevator and hurriedly stopped in front of him.

"Hello, this guest, do you have an appointment?"

Qi Jinran glanced at his nameplate expressionlessly.

The manager's heart trembled at the sight of his icy gaze, and was about to speak when there was a rush of footsteps behind him. He turned his head to see that the general manager of BV and several high-level executives were all here.

"Manager Liu, what are you still doing, hurry up and get the 808 backup card."

A senior said anxiously.

The manager was stunned for a moment, thinking that some unfamiliar distinguished guest was going to check in. When he just returned to the front desk, he remembered that 808 was not already checked in by Mr. Zhang, why did he take the spare card?

Suddenly, the manager remembered something, and his face changed.

If he remembered correctly, it seemed that Wen Yuan didn't come down after he helped Mr. Zhang carry something up?

Room 808, is something wrong?

The manager took the spare room card and followed several high-rises into the elevator, not daring to lift his head.

Qi Jinran clenched her cane tightly and watched the numbers on the elevator keep changing. The atmosphere was stagnant, and several executives stood beside them, not daring to let out the atmosphere. No one could understand why the safety of a little Guan trainee was worth such a big effort by their boss, even coming over in person.

"Mr. Qi, maybe the guest has something to do and needs Xiao Wen's help, don't worry..." The general manager of BV tentatively said.

Qi Jinran looked at him coldly, the general manager knew he had made a blunder, and immediately lowered his head, caught a glimpse of the ring on Qi Jinran's ring finger, and felt a little surprised.

When did Mr. Qi get engaged? How to wear a ring?

When he was still wondering, the elevator made a "ding" and reached the eighth floor. Qi Jinran stepped out first, there were only two suites on the eighth floor, and 808 was on the left. As soon as he turned around, Qi Jinran heard a scream from the room.

"Ahhhh!"

When the manager heard this sound, his soul was almost gone, he took three steps and two steps, ran to the door of room 808 quickly, and swiped the door card.

He thought he would see some **** scene, and walked in nervously. As a result, seeing the scene inside, the whole person was stunned.

"Where are you going to touch your hand? Looking for death, right?"

In the living room, Zhang Jun was pressed face down on the carpet, Sven's face was twisted, Wen Yuan bent one knee on his back, and one hand bound his arm, cursing.

"I've put up with you for a few days, the CEO of the entertainment company is amazing? What the hell!"

"Just a scum with a human face and an animal heart, you still want to keep me? I fucking—"

Wen Yuan was scolding Xing's head, and suddenly realized that something was not right. He turned his face and saw that the door was opened at some point. Qi Jinran, the manager of the front office, and several senior executives were all standing at the door, staring at him dumbfounded.

Wen Yuan: Manager, listen to my explanation!

Qi Jinran: …