Intoxication

The two stayed at the villa in Xiangshan for two days.

Song Juhan's father, Song He, called during the call to train people, and at that time He was being pressed by Song Juhan on the open balcony to do whatever he wanted.

Song Juhan lazily talked to his father. There is light music in the room, but the surroundings are very quiet. If there is a little movement, the filling will be exposed. Why is there no way? I can only bite the pillow on the reclining chair to resist the sound. Song Juhan seemed to find it interesting.

On weekdays, there is always a serious man. Only at this time will he show a completely different side, that way he belongs only to Song Juhan.

Song He paused: "What are you doing?"

Song Juhan looked at why he was bullied, he was in a very good mood, he smiled and said, "Listen to the song."

"Did you listen to what I said? Don't care about everything. Those reporters just need to grab a little bit and they can pull out the flowers."

"I know, Dad, I think I'm pretty good compared to you." Song Juhan's eyes were a little ironic, "Last month, pictures of you and that little model passed to me. Now. "

"Shut up, you can't control me."

Song Juhan laughed softly, the temperature in his eyes plummeted ...

Probably to commend the "work injury" of why, Song Juhan was very gentle on why for the past two days, except for crying for mercy and refusing to stop, he was an impeccable lover.

Song Juhan wanted to be nice to someone. He could drown someone in affection and sweetness. It was just a look with a smile on his face, and a word of love escaping against his ear, just like a cannonball wrapped in 10,000 tons of honey. People's hearts. Why did I realize that it was six years ago when Song Juhan robbed him of Feng Ye that he misunderstood and thought they were in love.

After many years, he still remembers that when he first caught "jian", Song Juhan was made to laugh at him as if he were the biggest joke in the world.

Fortunately, now that he has grown up, Song Juhan is good to him, he enjoys it, is not good to him, he endures, and will never give up extra thoughts.

Two days passed quickly and the driver took them back to the city. Why did he pick up a phone on the road and the company was in a hurry, he asked the driver to take him to the company first.

As a super large state-owned enterprise with tens of thousands of employees around the world, the company's headquarters office stands in the most lush CBD business district. Although it is not commuting time at this time, there are still a lot of people in the square.

The driver parked the car in front of the office building door. Song Juhan was crooked for a reason. He slowly opened his eyes and said lazily, "Here?"

"It's my company."

Song Juhan poked his lips, hugged his waist and said, "Don't go to work, how good to accompany me."

Why rubbed his hair: "I still have to go to work."

"I can't make a few bucks, and I'm so tired ..." Song Ju snorted coldly. "Look at the news, there are people who have worked hard all day long. If you go on like this, you will lose your body sooner or later."

"I exercise every week and I'm fine."

Song Juhan didn't look so happy.

Why do you squeeze his chin lightly and kiss him on the lips: "I'm gone."

"Ok."

Why not feel a little bit reluctant. He even wanted to live in a world with only him and Song Juhan, but that was impossible.

When he got out of the car, he felt that the Cayenne brand behind was a little familiar, and sure enough, Gu Qingpei also came down from the car, shook his body, and nodded and smiled at him: "What work? What a coincidence, what happened to your face ? "He pointed at the band-aid on his eyebrows.

"Mr. Gu." Why did he walk over, a smell of alcohol came out, "scratch a little bit of skin, minor injuries. Did you drink?"

Gu Qingpei's face was red, his eyes were slightly stunned, and he looked in a very good mood. He grabbed his shoulders and laughed, "There was entertainment at noon, and my friend brought two bottles of good wine." He snorted twice, watching Here is aftertaste the wine.

Why laughed: "It seems that Gu is always drinking, can he go?"

"It's okay." Gu Qingpei said it was okay, but his feet were a little bit futile.

Gu Qingpei's driver poked his head out of the window: "General Manager Gu, wait for me to stop and I will help you."

Why? "No, let me help him."

"Take the internal elevator, don't let employees watch." Gu Qingpei was obviously not drunk, but just a little dazed.

As soon as they entered the door, a cold voice came from behind them: "Why."

Why do you turn around and see that Song Juhan hasn't left yet and got off the train! Although his face was covered with black super, but his impeccable figure and three-dimensional features, he can see that he looks extraordinary.

Gu Qingpei also turned his face, narrowed his eyes, and looked at Song Juhan. He seemed to be familiar to him ...

"What's wrong?" Why winked at him and asked him to return to the car quickly, although there were not many people at this time, what if he could recognize it sharply.

Song Juhan politely pointed at Gu Qingpei: "Who is he?"

"My boss." He lowered his voice and said, "Hurry up."

Gu Qingpei said with a smile: "He Gong, your friend?"

"Well ..." Why is it so awkward? No one is a fool, let alone Gu Qingpei fox is as clever as Song Juhan's inexplicably hostile attitude is like an ordinary friend.

Song Juhan heard the word "boss", looked up and down Gu Qingpei, and didn't want to believe it.

Why is it different from him? He only liked women when he was a kid. Later, he tried the man fresh and thought it was pretty good, and he was cold. But why is he a pure bender? The bosses who are so familiar with each other?

He abhors anyone who is close to him, why he is the only man, so he instinctively feels why he belongs to him, just like he said, why he must always keep "clean", a clean, loyal, mature A person who is not troublesome and can calm people. Although he is not good at talking and ca n’t take it out, it is enough for him to know it alone.

Gu Qingpei drank a bit of wine, but his steady personality had jumped off a bit at this time. Why did he let go and try to stand up straight, and reached out to Song Juhan: "Hello, my surname Gu, what's your name? "

Song Juhan didn't reach out or speak, and of course he didn't want people to know that Song Juhan was here.

The atmosphere dropped to freezing point for a while, so why did he feel that there was going to be smoke on his head? He pulled Gu Qingpei and panicked: "General Manager Gu, sorry, let's go back to the company and let me explain to you."

Gu Qingpei retracted her hand, a smile on her lips: "Oh, you seem to be that star, is it ... specifically for advertising?"

Song Juhan's sunglasses were extremely sharp, and his thin lips narrowed slightly.

Why does Song Juhan feel angry? He is not a person inside or out, and he really wants to disappear on the spot.

How could Gu Qingpei let Song Juhan embarrass him without fighting back, and said with a three-point drunken smile, "I especially like your advertisement, it sings and jumps, it's a joy."

Song Ju smiled coldly: "I didn't shoot advertisements, but you were drunk at noon, and your career is somewhat suspicious."

"Ju Han, don't say it!" Why are you anxious: "Go back first, okay, here is the company, people come and go."

Gu Qingpei put his hands in his pockets and looked at Song Juhan with all his spare time.

Song Juhan still wanted to make trouble, but found that someone around him had noticed them. With his slender fingers, he lowered the sunglasses slightly, revealing a pair of sharp eyes that shot at Han Mang, gave Gu Qingpei a vicious look, and turned on the car.

After Song Juhan left, why did he sigh heavily, and then looked at Gu Qingpei's face, dare not say a word.

Gu Qingpei gave an oblique glance and raised an eyebrow, "I didn't expect you to know Song Juhan."

"High school alumni."

Gu Qingpei made a long "Oh" sound and a playful smile on his lips: "You don't look like ordinary high school classmates."

Why is his face so ugly? He brazenly said: "General Manager Gu, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I apologize on your behalf."

Gu Qingpei patted his shoulder: "It doesn't matter, it's not your fault."

Why is his heart angry and embarrassed? I do n’t know what Song Juhan was feeling just now. Gu Qingpei has always been good to him. He also respects Gu Qingpei. This offends people at once, which is simply a disaster.

Gu Qingpei's wine also woke up a lot in this trouble. The two went into the office side by side. Although Gu Qingpei behaved as usual, why his heartbeat was as fast as drumming, he was still scared.

Why did Gu Qingpei go to the office all the way? Although Gu Qingpei was leaving for another two weeks' class, it was still his boss.

After entering the office, why poured a cup of tea for Gu Qingpei and handed it over.

Gu Qingpei sat down on the chair, loosening his tie and buttons with his long fingers, revealing a small section of clavicle. He drank tea, wondering what he was thinking, and after a moment of stun, he laughed suddenly.

Why he didn't know why he looked at him.

Gu Qingpei seemed to be overwhelmed: "Why don't you see me, kid? No wonder, you have such good conditions, and you don't know how many people want to introduce you to the company over the years. You have pushed it. It turned out to be this way. "

Why didn't you say it? He knows that he does not look homosexual in appearance, and he is neither fashionable nor feminine. Although these two are not **** labels, most people who do not know this group generally use these two criteria to distinguish them.

Gu Qingpei laughed: "Don't be nervous. This is your personal matter. I'm just surprised by what happened today."

Why did you smile with a bitter smile: "General Manager Gu, I'm really sorry ..."

"Okay, don't apologize, it's not your fault to say everything. But Song Juhan's temper is big enough to say that the two of you are not related, I don't believe it."

Why do you know that you can't lie to Gu Qingpei? You have to tell the truth: "We only meet occasionally, um ... it's not a fixed relationship." He knew Gu Qingpei must understand.

"Ha ha ha ha, so." Gu Qingpei smiled with a shuddering shoulder, and alcohol exaggerated his emotions: "Interesting, really interesting."

Why is it even more embarrassing.

"Okay, don't be nervous, I don't blame you for saying that, I don't have such a small belly, go back to work."

"Thank you, Mr. Gu."

"By the way, you owe me that meal and remember to return it, and I want to talk to you."

"Well, Gu Guding, anytime."

Out of Gu Qingpei's office, he sighed heavily. Fortunately, Gu Qingpei, if you change some of the old-fashioned leaders ... However, Song Juhan will not be upset if you change other leaders. Only by growing up like Gu Qingpei can people misunderstand.

Why shook his head and returned to his office.

He is currently working on three projects at the same time, and today there is something wrong with the case of a spa center, waiting for him to go to a meeting.

After talking to Party A for more than two hours, it was dark at the end of the meeting and the people in the company were basically gone.

Why is the car still in the KTV, he took a taxi to pick up the car, and called Song Juhan on the road.

The phone rang a few times and answered, so why asked tentatively: "Ju Han?"

Song Juhan gave an indifferent "um" sound.

"Are you angry?"

"I'm not idle, I can still get angry every day?"

Already angry ...

Why sighed: "General Manager Gu is really my boss, neither of us is very familiar. Today I watched him drink too much and wanted to help him, nothing else."

"how old is he?"

"Thirty-two."

"I remember that you are also a middle-level leader in the company. Is he still your boss? Is it an executive?"

"It's an executive."

Song Juhan laughed sarcastically: "How did he go up? Your boss is his father? Are you a woman? Are you gay? Are Nanchuang's people dead? One of the world's top 100 companies, let a 30-something executive?"

He said helplessly: "None of them, he is relatively strong, but he is leaving soon."

"Are you leaving?"

"Just until the end of this month."

"Oh." Song Juhan's tone sounded a lot better. "Good way."

Why sighed in my heart.

Coaxed for a while, this page was considered to be over, and the two said something insignificant, and then hung up. It seems that the sweet heat of the past two days is still there, and Song Juhan didn't embarrass him, so why did he hang out for an afternoon?

He picked up his car and was preparing to go home. He received a call from Feng Ye and asked him to eat.

Feng Ye had asked him twice before, and he was not free. It was not good to refuse again, so he agreed.

The two met at a private winery.

At the door, why did he report his name, and the waiter took him in.

This is a Tuscan-style winery. Two rows of Jiansong are planted outside the winery. Due to the limited site, Jiansong looks a little crowded, but the design of the winery is very pure and elegant. Why are you a construction engineer? I deal with designers all the year round. At a glance at a building, he probably knows how much the design is worth. The only elements that are not often used in domestic architecture are the method of burning money.

The waiter brought He to a room, and why he saw Feng Ye who was chatting with people at a glance. In addition to Feng Ye, there were seven or eight people in the room, both male and female, all with extraordinary magnificence.

"Why." Feng Ye stood up with a smile, and said to others: "Introduction, this is my friend, called He Gu, Nanchuang senior engineer, why are these my friends ..." Feng Ji introduced them one by one, These people's backgrounds and careers are not simple, but there are too many people and why they are a little bit embarrassed.

After the introduction, Feng Yan pulled him to the sofa on the side: "Come quickly, are there no traffic jams?"

"It's a coincidence, I'm not blocked today." Why look around, "It's good here."

"It's my friend's winery, hey, he's the boss." As he said, a young man walked in. The man was tall, long, handsome, and very casual. As if indifferent to everything, Feng Ji waved at him: "Peng Fang, come."

"Come here, I just woke up." Peng Fang touched his neck and hissed: "His grandfather's, seems to be falling."

"Where did I go last night? I haven't woke up until now."

"Mao fooling around, returning to Los Angeles in three days, staring at a deal for my Lao Tzu." Peng Fang glanced at why, and greeted with a smile: "Hi."

"Hello, my name is why." He shook hands with him.

"I'm Peng Fang." Peng sat down on the opposite sofa and asked the waiter to pour him a glass of ice water, and then raised Feng Chi's chin: "How is this winery?"

"Great. I brought some friends to the party today."

"Thank you. It's my deal today. Help me propagate more."

"no problem."

Peng Fang handed a cigarette to He Qin, and he took it over: "Is Mr. Peng specializing in wine?"

Peng Fang smiled: "No." He glanced at Feng Ye, "Have you seen him before?"

"My college classmates are not in the circle."

Peng Fang said "Oh".

Why do you know that the circle Feng Feng refers to is the circle of their Beijing family, which is a circle where only inheritors who are rich or expensive are allowed to enter. Feng Yong brought him here, maybe he wanted to introduce him something useful. My friend, though kind, I feel uncomfortable.

Changing to an exquisite person like Gu Qingpei, he must be able to skilfully on such occasions and easily become the focus of the party. A foreigner without any background has been in the position of a monopoly large state-owned enterprise executive for ten years. How can it be possible without great skills? .

Unfortunately, no matter how envious Gu Qingpei is, he can't be Gu Qingpei, and it doesn't appear that the cramps have been the result of his many years of cultivation.

Peng Fang remembered something and said with a smile, "Hey, Feng Ye, do you know who is coming back?"

"Who?"

"Origami."

Why do you vaguely feel that the name Yuan Yuan is a little familiar, but I can't remember where I heard it.

Feng Ye smiled: "Is it? I finally want to return from the army."

"He was forced to come back up and down by his family, and he was so happy to kill me." Peng Fang laughed.

"Sure, you are so happy."

"That is, my best brother."

The two chatted for a while, and Peng Fang greeted the others. Feng Ye and He therefore had the opportunity to chat.

Feng Yan laughed: "After a while eating, the chef Peng Fang dug from a Michelin restaurant in France, every other day air-freighted seafood from Canada, the taste is very good."

"It happened that I didn't eat much at noon." He patted his belly with a smile.

"Are you busy lately?"

"It's the same, I think I have to change careers if I can't do it for a few years. I'm too tired, I'm afraid I can't afford it."

Feng Ye nodded: "Indeed, I support you. What do you want to do?"

"I don't know yet, let's talk later when we think about it."

Feng Yehan looked at him with a smile: "If you invite me for a meal, I'll invest in you."

Why laughed: "It's easy to get investment?"

"As long as it's yours."

Why was there a bit of panic under Feng Ye's eager gaze? He turned to the topic: "What about you, what have you been doing lately?"

"We are planning to invest in Song's new film and are currently busy evaluating it."

"Oh, I heard."

Feng Ye smiled rather than smiled: "Did you listen to Song Juhan?"

Why not say flatly: "Yes, their company's films have always been good at the box office."

"Well, Song He has raised a group of talents, and he has a very good vision. He can always know exactly what the market wants and what young people want."

"What about President Feng?"

"My dad, as far as his body is concerned, he can still work for 20 years, and he agrees that I will come out and practice my hands."

The two talked to each other, the atmosphere was very good, as if the conflict that day never happened, so why feel a lot relaxed, it is better to be friends with Feng Ye. 2k novel reading network