beauty hunter

Chapter 16 I have to endure it

After returning home, before Wen Yan could stand still, Wen's mother asked eagerly: "Xiao Yan, how is the application going?"

Wen Yan scratched his head: "It's okay."

Mother Wen's eyes lit up: "They hired you?"

Wen Yan couldn't bear to make her worry and nodded: "Of course, didn't I practice my skills for you this morning? Mother Wen, you have to have some confidence in me."

Mother Wen burst out laughing with all the wrinkles on her face: "I have confidence, of course I have confidence. Xiaoyan said that he wanted to find a good job to support his mother, and sure enough, he found it as soon as he looked for it. What a good treatment, we will have food and clothing from now on."

Don’t worry anymore!”

Wen Yan originally planned to go there tomorrow to give Michelle, who was trying to punish him at that moment, but when he heard these words from Wen's mother, he suddenly felt an indescribable feeling in his heart. For a moment, he didn't know what to say.

good.

The only relative I have in this life is happy that I have found a good job. I cannot let her down no matter what.

"We're not eating at home tonight, we're going out to eat!" Mother Wen said happily, "Mom's treat!"

Wen Yan gently held her shoulders and smiled brightly: "Then I will eat more."

At this moment, he changed his mind and decided to do this job well no matter what, and use the money he earned to support his only relative.

Hum, Michelle, if you want to play tricks, I will accompany you to the end. In this job, I will make sure that you don’t even have to pick a thorn!

…

At eleven o'clock the next morning, at the gate of Shangzhuxuan.

"Wearing these rustic clothes, we are not afraid of losing our Shangzhuxuan people!" Mi Xue's tone to Wen Yan was as cold as ice.

Wen Yan almost wanted to slap her twice.

He was still wearing the same clothes as yesterday. He had gone shopping with Mother Wen yesterday morning, and the latter had personally chosen them. How dare this beautiful woman call the clothes Mother Wen picked out “rustic”?

But... not to mention compared with Michelle's white brand-name suit skirt that is worth a lot of money at a glance, even compared with Yan Qingyan next to her, or even compared with the security uniform worn by the security guard on duty, his

The outfits are indeed a bit old-fashioned.

Okay, I tolerate it!

Michelle, who was holding her breath waiting for his counterattack, waited for a long time and looked at Wen Yan in shock, whose gentle expression did not change at all: "Why don't you get angry?"

Wen Yan adjusted his glasses: "My surname is Wen, and my last name only contains the word 'Yan'."

Michelle was confused: "What?"

Wen Yan said slowly and authentically: "This means that my character is gentle and gentle, and my conversation is gentle. I will not be the same as you."

Michelle almost thought she was dreaming.

Mild-mannered? Soft-spoken? That gangster and villain who beats people at every turn and looks at people's breasts whenever he comes, actually deserves these two descriptions?!

But Yan Qingyan next to her had never seen Wen Yan's "violent maniac" appearance. Instead, she felt that his conversation was really good, and she liked him more. She took the initiative to ask: "Boss, will you take him to change into work clothes now?"

Wen Yan was stunned.

Work clothes?

Michelle snorted: "By the way, tell him to wash his face and stop acting like a country bumpkin and lowering the overall standard of our Shangzhuxuan."

Wen Yan finally saw how sarcastic and critical this woman was under "normal circumstances", so he managed to suppress his anger. She obviously had work clothes to change into, but she actually criticized her own clothes. This was clearly looking for trouble on purpose.

Mother Wen's kind smile suddenly flashed in my mind.

Forget it, I can bear it!

When going to the locker room, Wen Yan looked around and couldn't help but ask Yan Qingyan, who was leading the way: "Where is Qin Pu?"

"He? He is a specially recruited masseur who is only responsible for the boss." Yan Qingyan replied.

Wen Yan suddenly realized.

It turns out that the recruitment yesterday was purely for Michelle to recruit a special masseur for herself. This boss really enjoys being a masseur!

But...it seems that Michelle is definitely a picky person. Qin Pu, a level 4 masseur, can actually do things that even level 1 masseurs cannot do. Is his level really that high?

Yan Qingyan chuckled as if she had seen through his thoughts: "Don't be surprised. Although Qin Pu's skills are not yet up to standard, the feeling on his hands is very good. After one try, he has already figured out what kind of massage the boss needs.

, the boss decided to accept him."

Wen Yan was greatly surprised. He never expected Qin Pu to be so powerful. It seemed that he should really see what his "very good-feeling" hands looked like if he had the chance.

Shang Zhuxuan's work clothes vary depending on the job. The male masseur wears a sleeveless mandarin jacket made of white waisted cotton, which is a bit tight, paired with trousers like exercise clothes, and soft cloth-soled shoes.

Wen Yan changed clothes in the dressing room and came out. Yan Qingyan couldn't help but be stunned.

Wen Yan said nervously: "What? It's ugly?"

Yan Qingyan came back to her senses, a slight blush appeared on her cheeks, and she smiled: "No, you are very beautiful. However, you are too thin and look a bit too delicate."

Wen Yan, who had put on white work clothes, combined with his naturally white skin and oval-shaped face, revealed a surprising handsomeness. Although he was not as masculine in appearance as Qin Pu, he was even more attractive.

It feels friendly.

I really didn't notice it when I was wearing casual clothes.

Wen Yan breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, this is a shame."

"You..." A soft moan sounded behind Wen Yan and then stopped abruptly.

Wen Yan turned around and saw that it was Michelle. But at this time, her eyes were full of confusion, and her eyes kept falling on Wen Yan's white and thin arms.

"It's strange, this guy has no flesh on his arms, how can he be so strong?" Thinking back to the violent scene the night before, when he punched someone away, Michelle was completely confused.

What's going on? Does this guy still have the ability to transform into muscles when fighting?

"Boss, what do you think?" Yan Qingyan asked.

Michelle came back to her senses, frowned and said: "You are as skinny as a chicken, but don't lose strength after pressing it for a few times and smash our Shangzhuxuan signboard!"

Wen Yan said with a smile: "Don't worry, if there is a problem in this area, I will turn around and leave."

What jokes are best at is lasting!

"You can take him to the small hall later to get familiar with the staff, and then ask Lao Liu to arrange the hall for him." Michelle ordered coldly, with a little pride in her eyes.

She had just contacted Lao Liu, who was responsible for arranging manpower at Shang Zhuxuan, and she would definitely give Wen Yan a surprise today.

"By the way, don't be playful and smiley when you speak, be more solemn!" Michelle said with a straight face, "This is not a place for laughter."

Wen Yan clenched his fists tightly and said solemnly, "I understand."

What I call gentleness is what you call showing off laughter. Your whole family is showing off on laughter!

"You are deliberately angry with me, right? I am asking you to be 'respectful', not to make you cry! Why are you keeping such a straight face?" Michelle said aggressively, "I am not a funeral parlor."

Wen Yan was instantly petrified.

He just put up with the nitpicking. Michelle, this girl, made it clear that she was deliberately looking for trouble.

Yan Qingyan was afraid that Wen Yan would really become popular, so she hurriedly said: "Wen Yan, at the end of the corridor is the staff lounge, where we usually eat. You go and take a look first."

Wen Yan turned around and left.

For Mother Wen, I endure it!

Seeing Wen Yan walking away, Yan Qingyan frowned and said, "Boss, I think Wen Yan is a nice person. Are you too harsh on him?"

"Sister Yan, don't be fooled by his polite demeanor. This guy is an absolute beast in disguise." Michelle said viciously, "Weak on the outside but devil on the inside. If you're not careful, he can eat you."

Yan Qingyan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly she was shocked: "Boss, you mean... he has already 'eaten' you? Otherwise, how do you know that he will eat you?"

This time it was Michelle's turn to be stunned. After a moment, her pretty face turned red and she turned around and left: "It's nothing!"

Yan Qingyan watched her "escape" back to the office thoughtfully, then turned and walked towards the employee lounge.

There must be something wrong with this, and it seems we need to figure it out.

…

The entire floor of Linyue Building has a total area of ​​3,000 square meters. In addition to the lobby and private rooms, Shangzhuxuan occupies 2,000 square meters of it. The other parts are used for office, reception and rest.

The staff lounge is about fifty square meters, with one side facing the balcony and the other side connected to the smoking room. Opposite the smoking room is the staff restaurant inside Shangzhuxuan.

Meals here are work benefits and are free, and the dishes are much better than the big pot dishes in the big canteen of the Municipal People's Hospital. The chef is also a specially invited national senior chef. During the lunch and evening breaks, everyone who is still working in the store is

You can eat for free here.

Taking advantage of the fact that it was almost time for dinner, Yan Qingyan simply took Wen Yan to get two portions first, and sat in the lounge to eat and chat while eating.

"Boss Mi is a nice person. As long as she doesn't violate her taboos, it's usually fine." When it came to the issue of work attitude, Yan Qingyan brought up the topic she had prepared in an understatement.

"What taboos does she have?" Wen Yan asked while eating.

"She is actually very easy-going. She only has one taboo, and it is also the biggest taboo." Yan Qingyan stopped her chopsticks and looked at him, "That is, you must not lift her breasts."

Wen Yan suddenly said: "No wonder she always targets me."

Yan Qingyan was about to speak but stopped.

Wen Yan was surprised: "Do you have anything to say?"

Yan Qingyan finally said it out: "Based on what I know about her, even if she violates this taboo, she will get angry at most and get angry at most. It is absolutely impossible to be as angry as she is now. So I am thinking, what will you do?

You won't do anything else...you understand what I mean?"

Wen Yan was very attracted to this steady beauty and took the opportunity to say, "Why don't I tell you everything that happened since I met her, and you can help me analyze it to find out what offended her so much."

Yan Qingyan secretly thought that this was the best and nodded.

Wen Yan became energetic and told Michelle everything that had happened since they met, even the details.

When talking about treating Michelle's feet, Yan Qingyan's expression suddenly changed and she interrupted him: "Wait a minute, you said you touched her heart?"

Wen Yan thought of going to the other side and explained: "At that time, I was afraid that her struggle would affect the treatment, so I used massage techniques to release her strength, but I didn't expect..."

"It's over!" Yan Qingyan's face was ashen, "You have committed a taboo that is bigger than the biggest taboo."

Wen Yan was dumbfounded: "No way? Is this okay?"

Yan Qingyan showed a wry smile: "The boss is most concerned about breast problems. Most people only dare to look at or mention them, but there are more serious situations than these two. What do you think they are?"

A gentle word will reveal the truth: "'touch'?"

"I can only tell you that when the boss first arrived in Pingyuan, I just started working as her assistant. One time when I was shopping, a man accidentally bumped into her. Well, he hit her in the chest." Yan

Qingyan said, "The man ended up with two broken legs that day and was taken away by the ambulance."

"ah?"