reverse strategy

Chapter 18 Personal Assistant

Zhou Xing seemed to be Jiang Xingyu's personal assistant.

After Jiang Xingyu took him to a few dinners, the clients were very impressed with this easy-going, thoughtful, and very popular manager Zhou.Sometimes when Jiang Xingyu was busy, he would ask Manager Xiao Zhou to help pass the message.And when customers have some small questions, they also like to ask Zhou Xing, and they will directly go to Jiang Xingyu for relatively big matters.

Coupled with Jiang Xingyu's trust and respect for Zhou Xing, they also looked at it. It didn't take long for Zhou Xing to become Jiang Xingyu's spokesperson in the eyes of customers.

And the customer group that Zhou Xing discovered by himself has also taken root and blossomed.Once the Chaocheng circle represented by Mr. Huang enters, everyone introduces each other, and the business will increase and become stable.In his old man's words, that is, "If you do business with people who match your horoscope, your business will only prosper."

Perhaps it was thanks to Mr. Huang's "horoscope compatibility", Hengyue unexpectedly became a qualified supplier of Jietai, and finally won a bid.

On the day when he received the notice of winning the bid, Zhou Xing asked Jiang Xingyu with some hesitation: "Brother, look, we won the bid, so what about them... then shall we still supply their goods?"

Jiang Xingyu carefully looked at the red stamp on the document, smiled gratifiedly, and said, "One yard is one yard. Being able to participate in the bid and get the business in is the result of your hard work. This is your performance. Of course, you need to supply."

"But... I'm so upset." Zhou Xing gritted his teeth and let out a disdainful snort.

Jiang Xingyu comforted him with a smile: "After all, it is a customer. We do business normally, why don't we want the money we get? You can communicate with him normally. As long as you don't go to his dinner, there is usually no problem. Jietai is also a regular company .”

Zhou Xing nodded, took the confirmation letter from Jiang Xingyu with both hands, and said: "Then since Brother Xingyu said so, I will reply to them. I will serve this customer well, brother, don't worry .”

"Zhou Xing." Jiang Xingyu suddenly stopped him.

"Yes, brother." Zhou Xing stopped and returned to Jiang Xingyu, "Is there anything else you need to explain?"

"Your salary and commission for this month will be paid out soon," Jiang Xingyu said.

"En." Zhou Xing nodded, staring at Jiang Xingyu in bewilderment.

"Do you still want to move out?"

"Brother, do you want...to drive me away?" Zhou Xing was shocked, bit his lower lip, and the brilliance in his eyes suddenly dimmed. "Did I do something wrong?"

"No no! Zhou Zhou..." Seeing that he had misunderstood, Jiang Xingyu hurriedly grabbed his hand and explained, "I didn't mean to ask you to leave, but you mentioned to me earlier that after you get your salary, you want Move out. So, I still want to ask you...First, if you want to have personal space, I respect your idea; second, if you are willing to stay, then I can't harvest surprise."

"Is that so..." Zhou Xing lowered his head in thought while listening to Jiang Xingyu's explanation.After Jiang Xingyu finished speaking, he suddenly looked up at Jiang Xingyu and smiled, "Brother Xingyu...you care about my thoughts so much, I'm really, really happy."

He took a step forward, walked over the desk to Jiang Xingyu, leaned over and gave him a light peck on the lips, stared into his eyes, and said seriously: "I can't wait to be with you all the time, Of course I don't want to be separated from you. But..."

Jiang Xingyu was kissed suddenly, his face was blushing and his heart was beating, when he heard him say "but", he frowned and asked, "but what?"

Zhou Xingwrapped beside Jiang Xingyu, embraced him who was sitting, and said, "I've been eating and drinking at your house for free, and I really look like a softie. Otherwise, I'll share some of the daily expenses. Another example...contract housework and cooking, so that you can save the cost of hiring a housekeeper. How about it?"

Jiang Xingyu leaned into Zhou Xing's arms and smiled: "You are my boyfriend, not my housekeeper."

"You can treat me as your housekeeper, as your assistant. As long as...you love me."

Sweet words filled my ears, and tender love filled my heart.

It took Jiang Xingyu a long time to realize that although the auntie housekeeper had not been officially dismissed, after the three daily meals were covered by Zhou Xing, the auntie hadn't come to cook for a long time.

Zhou Xing was gradually infiltrating his life, as quietly as the moonlight shining through the window screen.

Zhou Xing skillfully made the coffee and handed Jiang Xingyu a cup of pure black.

He himself tore open a small bag of sugar, poured it into the coffee cup in front of him, and stirred it gently with a teaspoon.

They all have the same aroma of roasted coffee beans in their noses, and it will be really addictive if you smell it too much.

Jiang Xingyu saw Zhou Xing took a sip of coffee, then frowned slightly, and put the cup down again.

"Is it bitter?" Jiang Xingyu asked.

"Brother Xingyu likes sweet things." Zhou Xing smiled sweetly, cupped Jiang Xingyu's face, and kissed his lips.

I love you.Zhou Xing said.

You too, love me like I love you, okay?

good.Jiang Xingyu replied.

It is always difficult for him to refuse Zhou Xing.Because I lost it, because I longed to see his growth and evolution, because I wanted to hold hands with him to see the scenery that I hadn't had time to see before, and I didn't want to waste every minute and every second I spent with Zhou Xing. Heart, infinitely magnified towards him, unconsciously, gradually touched the bottom line of danger.

"Give me everything about you, okay? Like this, let me leave my mark on you."

Zhou Xing likes to say those sweet words when he is intimate, even sao words with a strong destructive desire and possessive desire.

"Okay." Jiang Xingyu still couldn't refuse, like a rope with a loop tied around his neck, and the other end was caught in Zhou Xing's hand.He can only follow him forward or backward, floating or sinking, as if hypnotized, and say "yes".

Sometimes when the pain and suffocation were invaded, Jiang Xingyu almost lost consciousness.

"Zhou Zhou..." He subconsciously called this name. "Zhou Zhou...help me."

Like a drowning fish, he tried to catch the phantom floating in the air, but he couldn't find the focus and focus in every shock.

"Does it hurt?" Zhou Xing finally stopped and asked softly against his ear.

"As long as it's Zhou Zhou, I like it." Jiang Xingyu said weakly.

Zhou Xing gently hugged him into his arms. "I love you," he said. "I know you love me too, which is really great."

Zhou Xing's embrace was very warm, but Jiang Xingyu felt cold all over.

He trembled uncontrollably, unable to calm down his disordered breathing for a long time.

"Zhou Zhou..." He weakly called Zhou Xing's name. "I don't feel . . . physically well."

Zhou Xing gently placed the back of his hand on his forehead, and said softly, "Brother, you have a fever. No wonder, you feel extremely hot today."

"Zhou Zhou... help me take my temperature, I may need to take a fever-reducing medicine."

Zhou Xing got out of bed and poured a glass of warm water to Jiang Xingyu, then tapped his forehead with an electronic thermometer.

38.2°C...

"It doesn't seem to be at the temperature where you need to take antipyretics." Zhou Xing glanced at the number on the thermometer, then turned to Jiang Xingyu and said, "Brother, drink some water and sleep. I will watch over you, no If so, we'll go to the hospital."

"Hmm." Jiang Xingyu was so tired that he didn't want to open his eyelids, so he nodded in agreement. "Hold me, Zhou Zhou."

"Yeah." Zhou Xing cleared the records on the thermometer and lay down next to Jiang Xingyu.

He hugged Jiang Xingyu's body from behind, feeling Jiang Xingyu's hot back against his chest.His heartbeat resonated a little bit in front of his chest.

For some reason, Jiang Xingyu's weak appearance made Zhou Xing feel a little distressed.

But now is not the time to soften his heart, he can only hug him silently, hoping that he will fall asleep in his arms earlier.

Perhaps because he had found some safety, Jiang Xingyu's breathing finally became even, but Zhou Xing didn't fall asleep much.

During the night, his consciousness repeatedly fell into the flickering dream. Sometimes it was Lin Jia's face, and sometimes it was Jiang Xingyu's face.He himself changed back to the way he was when he was a child, waiting for someone to pick him up in the place he didn't want to go back to.

Lin Jia took a look at the door, as if she didn't see him at all, and left.

Jiang Xingyu walked up to him, and stretched out his hand to him with a gentle smile.

Just when Zhou Xing was about to hold him back, someone suddenly appeared and dragged Jiang Xingyu away.

Can't.That person said to Jiang Xingyu.

Don't want him, come with me.

Jiang Xingyu left.Jiang Xingyu actually followed that person away!

Do not!

Zhou Xing woke up suddenly.

Woke up covered in cold sweat.

Jiang Xingyu was still in his arms, burning hot in his arms.

Zhou Xing picked up the thermometer and took a measurement on his forehead. The red alarm light on the display screen gave out a "didi" prompt: 38.8°C.

"Brother, Xingyu, wake up." Zhou Xing gently touched his cheek, Jiang Xingyu's eyelashes trembled, but he didn't wake up.

The phone showed that it was 5 o'clock in the morning. Zhou Xingben wanted to continue to call him, but he struggled for a while, then took back his hand covering his face, silently found a cooling patch from the medicine box, and stuck it on Jiang Xingyu's forehead.

The night finally faded, and the morning twilight passed through the gaps in the curtains, and Jiang Xingyu's body temperature finally soared to 39.0°C.

Zhou Xing hurriedly woke up Jiang Xingyu and handed him the antipyretic medicine. "Brother, take the medicine quickly. I'll take you to the hospital."

Jiang Xingyu swallowed the soft capsule with warm water, he became more awake, and his condition didn't look so bad. "Don't rush to the hospital yet." Jiang Xingyu said to Zhou Xing, "Call Dr. Zhuang for me. Let him take a look first."

Jiang Xingyu grabbed Zhou Xing's wrist, saying he was grabbing, but just covering it, and he didn't have the strength to grab it.

Zhou Xing wasn't sure whether Jiang Xingyu's illness was related to his excessive affectation, but he knew that he didn't want others to see the marks on his body, and he didn't want to show his fragility in front of others.So he nodded and did it all.

A clock later, a man in his early thirties appeared at the door of Jiang Xingyu's house.

He is Jiang Xingyu's personal health doctor, Zhuang Xu, who specializes in dealing with various emergencies. He also provides some long-term health planning advice and related appointment services. For example, he will prepare some health-preserving soup and tea for him according to the season.

Zhou Xing silently watched Zhuang Xu change his shoes in the entrance, then disinfected his hands, and then put on the white coat in the sealed bag, suddenly feeling a little nervous for no reason.