Gossip King

Jian Xiao's single face was depressed, almost crying, but in the end he squeezed a smile: "Okay, boss."

No way, although you are President Jian, Gao Leng is your boss. The boss said that if you work overtime now, that means overtime. The boss said that you have to go to Hunan tomorrow, so you have to go to Hunan.

What happened to Ouyang could only be postponed, without discussion.

He flew to Hunan at noon the next day and decided to return home temporarily, but Gao Leng didn't make any preparations. He didn't know what to prepare, so he thought about it first.

High cold is a bit restless.

Two years, two full years, I don’t know what happened in my hometown. My grandparents have passed away long ago. The relatives in the family should live the same life as before, and the parents’ graves should also go to worship.

What capacity can I go to? Go secretly? What do people say when they see it?

Thousands of threads rushed up, that kind of obviously returned to his hometown, but he could only go with his identity as an outsider, leaving Gao Leng silent all the way.

"What are we going to do in Hunan?" Jian Xiaodan asked on the plane. She followed Gao Leng many times. Every time she knew what project she was going to, but this time she was on the plane. She didn't know how to go. What are you doing? This makes Jian Xiaodan feel strange, and what makes her even more strange is that Gao Leng's face is a bit wrong.

Jian Xiaoshan is best at trying to figure out the thoughts of others, and she was a little cautious when she asked this sentence.

"Go around." Gao Leng said vaguely.

"Then you want to contact the Hunan branch for a meeting?" Xiao Shan turned her face, her eyes drenched on Gao Leng's face. Before Gao Leng could speak, she said, "It doesn't seem to be necessary."

Gao Leng smiled and turned his face to look at Jian Xiaodan.

There is only a simple one, and she does not need to say anything, she understands.

"Well, no, you get a car with the branch, don't say I'm here, lest the paparazzi follow me, you know, now the paparazzi likes to follow me."

Xiao Shan nodded, can the paparazzi not follow Gao Leng? In a month or two, if you are lucky, you will be able to photograph his unspoken rules.

"Don't tell anyone about me here, don't tell anyone." Gao Leng said, looking at Jian Xiaodan's face, not knowing how to explain the trip to Jian Xiaodan.

The most important thing is that I was killed by a car before I was born again. I must have been buried now. I was cremated and buried in the ground at my hometown. It was probably buried next to my parents' grave, and the name "Gao Leng" was engraved on the gravestone.

Jian Xiaodan asked how to answer.

He has to borrow Xiao Shan's name to deal with things, but he can only borrow hers name, other people, he is not at ease.

Call Xiao Leng? Xiao Leng couldn't handle some things, so he called the little witch, and the little witch interacted with people, especially the people in the village. Needless to say, the old fat man ran to a village in Hunan somehow to take care of a young man's family who was also named Gao Leng who had died. They would definitely think more about it.

Call someone else? No one else made Gao Leng so trust.

Thinking about it, the only one who can bring to his hometown is Xiao Shan.

But if Xiao Shan asks, what should I say?

However, Gao Leng was more concerned, Jian Xiaoshan just said something okay, and didn't ask any more.

No curiosity, no doubts, just obedient.

After the plane landed at the airport, someone from the Hunan branch came to pick up the plane outside the airport. Jian Xiao simply asked them to send a car to the airport. She had a friend who wanted to borrow a car. According to Gao Leng’s request, she didn’t say Mr. Gao. I didn't say I came.

Therefore, there is only one driver who came to pick up the airport. If you know that the cold is coming, it is estimated that there will be at least three people from the car.

"Okay, you can go back." Jian Xiaodan took the key from the driver.

"Mr. Jian, our boss didn't know it was you who came here, he..." When the driver saw Mr. Jian actually came, he quickly explained for his boss. Jian Xiaoshan was the second in command of the Starlight Group, and the Hunan branch of Xingsheng Magazine sent a driver to pick up the plane. He was really negligent.

"It's okay. I'll come over to do some private affairs." Jian Xiaodan thought for a while and said: "I will call him when I need his help. His mobile phone is on standby 24 hours a day."

Jian Xiaosi is very thorough in doing things. Although Gao Leng didn't tell her specifically what's going on, it is her consistent style to prepare a way for everything.

"Yes."

After the small order was processed and the driver left, Gao Leng walked out and sat in the driver's seat.

"Where to go next?" Xiao Shan asked.

Next, she was going back to her hometown. Gao Leng had to simply use her name to see what her hometown needed. First, give the family some money, and then see if there is any help, and then find a suitable excuse to come once a year in the future.

And all of this must be explained to Jian Xiaodan: Why did you help this family, and the dead boy was also called Gao Leng, how to explain it.

Say Gao Leng is your friend? He has the same name and surname so he is very iron, now he is dead, as a friend to take care of? Obviously wrong, the smart little single eye will see that this is a lie.

Since I am a friend, I have never heard Gao Leng talk about it, and it has been two years since I remembered to visit. The most important thing is that Jian Xiaoshan, who is good at observing people's hearts, will notice his emotional abnormality when Gao Leng enters the village.

Gao Leng will cover it up again, facing his parents' grave and his former home, he can't hide from the observation of Xiao Shan, who is extremely sensitive by nature.

I have to tell her, what should I say?

Said he was born again? What would she think?

Gao Leng rolled the car window, turned on the air conditioner and blew it for a while. After drinking another bottle of water, he looked at Jian Xiaodan deeply: "I have a secret. This secret is the reason I came to Hunan. It's just that this secret is not How to say..."

It’s not difficult for Gao Leng to tell Xiao Shan the secret of rebirth. It’s difficult to tell people about his feelings after his parents passed away, and to retell the painful past, including after he was reborn. Before going to bed, the Lord’s girlfriend is now sleeping with Xiao Leng and Xiao Wei at the same time. These things were done coldly, but it was hard to tell.

He uses other people's bodies and other people's lives. This is a fact, but this fact is spoken out like a thief.

What he said, told Yu Yan everything, and finally Yu Yan left.

In Jian Xiaodan’s eyes, her boss is the most powerful boss. Although a little diligent, she has no ability to say. If you know that his boss is fluent in English, graduates from famous universities, including this handsome skin. In fact, they are borrowed from others, what will happen?

Gao Leng can tell the secret, but he hates the process of telling the secret.

Unexpectedly, Jian Xiaodan lightly smiled and patted his shoulder: "Everyone has a secret, so do I, and I didn’t tell you. Since your secret is hard to say, then let’s just leave it alone. Just tell me how to cooperate with you."

Gao Leng thought for a while, but he didn't expect to have to say a word.

He suddenly felt relieved and let out a long sigh of relief.

In some pasts, it is not that it will be more comfortable to talk to others, but to let it rot in your heart, and no one knows that the most comfortable.

Jian Xiaoshan understands this, just like she was molested, she never felt that she would feel comfortable after telling it to others, on the contrary, she hoped that no one would know that she would rot in her stomach forever , Just fine.

"You really understand me." Gao Leng's eyes were grateful. This is the kind of gratitude that a confidant can have in life.

Confidant is really rare.

Jian Xiao smiled lightly and said: "Then you said, how can I cooperate with you?"

Gao Leng thought for a while, and said: "I want to help a young man's family, but I can't tell my name. I have to use your identity to help. I didn't think about how to help, so I went to the village and acted by chance. Right."

There was a curious look on Jian Xiaodan's face, but in the end she didn't ask anything, just nodded quietly.

It takes more than three hours to drive from Changsha to Gaojia Village. It's not far away. There is a bamboo forest. As soon as you enter the site of a certain city, there are piles of hills in the hilly area one after another, with bamboos on top.

"Wow, it's the same as in the movie, so many bamboos!" Jian Xiaodan rolled down the car window and picked up the phone to take a picture, and exclaimed as he filmed, "It's so beautiful."

It is indeed beautiful, but the beauty of hometown is no better.

Gao Leng didn't speak, and drove the car quietly, just as his hometown got closer and closer.

The vehicles drove from the city to the county, and then to the village. They drove all the way. The more bamboo forests were opened, the roads were not wide, but there were not many vehicles. The surrounding rice fields were bright and yellow, and the bamboo forests were dense with the fragrance of bamboo.

Taojiang, Gaojiacun, he is here.

"Wow, the bamboo forest is like the sea, you can't see the head." Xiao Shan exclaimed.

With beautiful mountains and clear waters, the bamboo forest resembles the sea, and you can’t see the edge. Because of the deep hilly area and the high humidity of the bamboo forest, most of the women here have fair skin. Taojiang, in the 1980s, was a beauty den known to the empire and was the concubine of the past generations. base.

The economy is underdeveloped and it is rich in beautiful women. Even in a small village like Gaojia Village, the peasant women walking by the high-cold car can see several unique charms.

This is Gao Leng's hometown, where he lived all his life, where he wanted to go out, struggle in the vast world, and stay away.

Now, he is back.

I want to drink a cup of tea in my own house as the Gao family, call my uncle, and tease my nephew. can……

he can not.

The speed of the car slowed down, and in the distance, several small two-story buildings came into view. There was a red tiled house next to the two-story small building. Nowadays, there are not many such red tiles in the countryside. This is a symbol of poverty.

The red tiled house is Gao Leng's home, and the next few two-story buildings are the homes of his uncle, uncle, and uncle.

Gao Leng stopped the car and took a deep breath, his eyes were wet.

As far as he parked, he was hit and killed.

Jian Xiaodan turned her head and saw Gao Leng's red eyes, she opened her mouth slightly.

"Thank you, give way to the car." An old man bent down, standing on Jian Xiaodan's side, and shouted in native dialect toward the inside. In Hunan, I call the young guys, they are all called yaozi.

"Sister Tuo, let the car give way, I'm picking manure, it's not good if it gets dirty." The old man looked at Jian Xiaodan and smiled honestly.

"Okay, okay, I'll let Eun pass by first." Gao Leng blurted out the original words, making Jian Xiaodan's face changed.

The local dialect here is difficult to understand. She didn't understand what Gao Leng said, but she could not understand the local dialect. Gao Leng spoke extremely fluently, as if he were originally from this place.