I Became the Favorite of Big Bosses

Chapter 453 I want you to watch

 I feel so lonely.

Normally, when Gu Chao asked her to sit down and he would do it, Wei Lan always had to pull her. In the end, Gu Chao was so stubborn that she ran over to her and sat down, waiting for Gu Chao to finish his work.

Wei Lan was acting abnormally today. Gu Chao wanted to ask what was wrong, but when he looked up and saw her lonely expression, he knew something was wrong.

Gu Chao squatted in front of Wei Lan, held her small hand in his big hand and raised it to her chin, rubbing it gently, "If you have anything to say to me, I'll handle it."

Wei Lan raised her head and met his eyes unexpectedly, and was slightly startled.

With his lips pursed, Wei Lan shook his head slightly, smiling sweetly and calmly, "Well...it's nothing. I'll tell you if there is anything."

In fact, when it came to returning to Beijing in April, Wei Lan had tried Gu Sande's words in private before. At that time, Gu Sande responded simply:

The sunflower seed project is at a critical juncture, and the people involved are fighting an uphill battle to put it bluntly.

 The task is important, and Gu Sande does not want either Wei Lan or Gu Chao to be absent.

There is basically no hope of returning to the city. Wei Lan understands the importance of the current situation, but she still feels a little disappointed.

Gu Chao frowned slightly and narrowed his deep eyes, obviously not believing it.

Wei Lan took his arm and shook it twice as if to please him. Her peach blossom eyes were curved delicately and delicately, "Really!"

After thinking of something for a while, Wei Lan said again: "By the way! Are you going to town tomorrow? There are not enough cans and bottles at home. I want to try to ask Fang Xia to cultivate mycelium in the next two days... If you go, ask I asked Shanyao if he could help me collect some cans and bottles... No, glass bottles are fine too, as long as they are as tall as this and have such a big mouth."

Wei Lan said, gesturing with her little hands.

"Okay." Gu Chao nodded, squatted to the side, and sat on the stone pillar next to her legs. "Is there enough plastic film? Do you want someone to send some from Haishi?"

 The previous review brought back two rolls of plastic film from the sea market. One roll was as thick as an arm, and each roll was about six meters long and two meters wide.

Wei Lan saw the pieces cut into 40x40 pieces, with high-temperature sterilized sawdust, shriveled grains and other objects in the middle. Then he took out the sawdust containing mycelium from the cultivation management and put it in together, and then tied it with hemp rope and put it in a cool place. place.

 When the mycelium in the bag gradually fills up the whole bag, cut a small gap in the bag for mushroom growth, put it on a shelf in the backyard and keep it moisturized every day.

After several tests, the two rolls of plastic at home were no longer right. Wei Lan calculated the rest in her mind and answered decisively, "Yes!"

However, after hearing Gu Chao talk about things over there in Haishi, Wei Lan felt a little curious, "Who are the people over there? How do you know each other?"

Gu Chao was silent for a moment, then stood up to fetch water and poured it into the kettle, "He is a young man of thirteen or fourteen years old, his surname is Xie."

Xie Jinghong's life experience was full of twists and turns, and his identity was somewhat dangerous. Gu Chao was afraid that Wei Lan would worry him, so he only picked out what he thought was worth mentioning.

"Only thirteen years old? So young!" Wei Lan's peach blossom eyes widened suddenly, her face full of disbelief, "I remember you said that he is the son of the boss of a foreign bank?"

"Yes and no, to be precise, he is an adopted son." Gu Chao nodded and said softly, "The boss of the foreign company is a foreigner, as you said, a foreigner with curly silver-gray hair and green eyes and a hooked nose. But Xie Jing Hong is just like us, with dark eyes and yellow skin."

"His name is Xie Jinghong? It's a pretty name." Wei Lan looked thoughtfully at Gu Chao, "Did that foreigner treat him badly? Otherwise, how could he risk such a big deal at such a young age? risk?"

Hearing Wei Lan say that Xie Jinghong's name is nice, Gu Chao slowly lowered the curtain with his hand, and turned back to look at Wei Lan seriously.

Wei Lan felt embarrassed when he saw her, and quickly said, "Your name is also nice!"

 Gu Chao then continued to work.

Gu Chao did not say whether old James was good or bad to Xie Jinghong. He just said: "Old James died in an accident at the beginning of spring. Xie Jinghong was not old enough to support him to take over the foreign bank. The Z government has re-identified a successor... He To survive, of course you have to take risks.”

 But the fact is: Xie Jinghong’s age is indeed not enough for him to take over the foreign bank, but now, the new receiver of the foreign bank is his person.

 In other words, on the surface the boss of the foreign company is someone else, but in fact the boss behind the scenes is still Xie Jinghong.

As for Xie Jinghong's life experience, Xie Jinghong once mentioned it to Gu Chao. In addition, Gu Chao himself learned that Xie Jinghong had complicated feelings for old James and even killed him in the end. In fact, It’s not hard to imagine:

　　The whole family died at the hands of old James when he was young. Because he was still young, his enemies mistakenly thought he could not remember things, so he took him and raised him as an adopted son.

Perhaps old James will not believe it even before he dies. Xie Jinghong has always remembered everything, has always been pretending, and has always been lurking and waiting for opportunities.

 “Hey! Brother Chao, Brother Chao?”

　　After calling a few times and seeing no response from Gu Chao, Wei Lan stood up and rushed over, taking the kettle from his hands.

This action made Gu Chao suddenly wake up.

 “What’s wrong?” Gu Chao turned his head and looked at Wei Lan.

Wei Lan raised her eyebrows at his feet, pursed her lips and said angrily: "Don't you feel that your shoes are wet?"

 Gu Chao lowered his head, and found that his half-new cloth shoes were indeed soaked through, and there were still large pools of water on the surrounding land.

He probably fell down accidentally when he was distracted, but he didn't feel it at all.

 “It’s okay. Did you say anything just now?”

Gu Chao glanced at it, and then his eyes fell back on Wei Lan.

Wei Lan pursed her lips and said, "I said, that child's life is miserable. He is pitiful now. You always ask others to do things. If you can take care of him, take care of him more."

Gu Chao nodded, and if so, he said "hmm".

Wei Lan was satisfied with his reaction. She motioned with her eyes to lift the curtain up a little while holding a kettle to pour water on it. She murmured: "If you ask him to help you send something over, you have to send a letter and money, right?" It’s always a good idea to see if I can find some special products in two days and send them over together.”

The little girl is obviously not that old, but she always thinks about others.

As a child in a not-so-good situation, all Wei Lan could think of was that Xie Jinghong lived in a meager economy, and his three meals a day were probably coarse noodles and multi-grain wotou.

 Then, we must refer to the practical ones.

 Of course, it is impossible to send food directly.

 The care was intentional. I was afraid that Xie Jinghong would mistake it for "poor", which would directly change the meaning.

“There is still half a jar of chili sauce at home. I will wait for you to bring back the cans tomorrow and put a bottle together and send it to him.”

Gu Chao did not tell lies about Xie Jinghong's life experience, but with Xie Jinghong's current status, people who have money and people may not necessarily care about these things.

Gu Chao sighed, not wanting Wei Lan's good intentions to be trampled on, so he said in a roundabout way, "Nanny, that half jar of chili sauce is not enough for me. If you gave it to him, what should I do?"

Wei Lan rolled her eyes at Gu Chao, "The peppers in the fields will bloom soon in the middle of the month, and a batch will be harvested at the end of the month. You can eat half a jar of chili sauce at home until next month even if you eat a big spoonful of it every day. "

 Gu Chao is already a millionaire now, and he is still quarreling over a can of chili sauce. Wei Lan said that he is not stingy, nor that he knows how to live. In the end, it can only be attributed to Gu Chao's mouth.

 After all, it is a fact that everyone in the Gu family can see that Gu Chao loves spicy food.

Gu Chao was speechless for a long time after being scolded by Wei Lan. "Nanny, this matter..." After thinking about it again and again, Gu Chao still wanted to find a chance to detour this matter.

 However, Wei Lan did not give him a chance and kept talking about his own arrangements:

“I still have more than half a bag of peanuts at home, and the taste will be worse if I don’t eat them all, so why don’t I divide half of it and send it over together?”

"Ah, that's right! When you go to town tomorrow, take a military kettle with you and bring back some goat's milk. Then I'll make some goat's milk rolls and send them over!"

Although goat milk rolls are a fine grain, goat milk is cheap, and it is fermented and expanded. Apart from a little more work, it doesn't cost much.

Gu Chao didn't say anything for a long time. Wei Lan turned around and winked at him playfully, "The weather will get hotter and hotter in the future. If the cafeteria becomes busy again, it will be difficult to use the small oven at home. This time the sheep You can pump more milk so that the children can eat enough.”

Wei Lan was thinking about everyone with all her heart. Gu Chao could not deny her thoughts anymore. She nodded and agreed. She thought about it and wrote a few more sentences in her heart. I hope Xie Jinghong will give it a try.

Gu Chao had just settled on his idea, but unexpectedly, another small accident occurred on the day of writing the letter.

The bamboo shadows were swaying, Gu Chao was sitting on the chair with his back straight, holding a pen in his slender hand, and then wrote the words Comrade Xie Jinghong on the letter paper. Wei Lan, who had just washed his hair and had his hair half-dried and draped over his shoulders, Came in.

Gu Chao subconsciously covered the letter and dodged.

Wei Lan took out a dry towel from the cabinet and put it on his back shoulders. He took this matter seriously at first, but when he saw Gu Chao's sneaky movements, he became wary.

 “What are you hiding?”

 “No hiding.”

“Then show me!” Wei Lan raised his black eyebrows and reached out to grab it in an arrogant manner. Gu Chao quickly covered the letter and turned it aside.

 Wei Lan's whole body suddenly became sensitive, "You still said no!"

Her face was flushed, her eyebrows were furrowed, her red lips were slightly pursed and the corners of her mouth were drooping, and she was clearly on the verge of rage.

Gu Chao immediately gave up and moved his hand away to show her the letter he was holding down.

 The letter begins with the words "Comrade Xie Jinghong", with the official tone of a veteran cadre, and nothing else.

Wei Lan's face turned red and then white, and she was speechless for a moment.

 It’s really poisonous!

　With these few words, what is there to hide?

 Those who insist on correcting the misunderstanding...

 It seemed that she was being unreasonable.

Wei Lan's lips squirmed and opened, but she couldn't speak a few times. When she looked at Gu Chao again, her fair face suddenly turned red uncomfortably.

 “What are you looking at?” Wei Lan glared at Gu Chao fiercely, then turned around and left.

"Nanny, don't be angry." Gu Chao thought she was still angry, so he quickly pulled her back, "I'll write, you can watch."

Wei Lan's cheeks bulged and she turned her head in embarrassment, "Who, who wants to read it? I won't read it!"

Gu Chao smiled and pulled her to sit next to him, coaxing and doting, "I want you to watch."

His voice is hoarse and has an indescribable magnetism.

Wei Lan's ears were numb and her face turned red. She walked down the steps, but still said awkwardly with a stern face: "Then, I'll just sit here."

 The man sits upright, holding a pen in his hand and writing vigorously.

Beside him, a girl wearing a Pankou lake blue shirt held her chin in her hands, her clear and round peach blossom eyes wandering aimlessly, sometimes looking out the window, sometimes looking at the letter written by the man...

The old wooden window opened a gap, and the breeze blew slowly into the room. Not only the window coffin but also the door creaked, and the two people sat by the window facing the light. The clear shadows on the ground overlapped, and they were intimate...

The content of Gu Chao's letter was just that, asking Xie Jinghong to help buy plastic film, and then mentioned the goat's milk rolls and chili sauce, euphemistically mentioning that his lover made them and sent them to him to try.

 After that, Gu Chaofu blew the letter paper and was about to fold it and stuff it into the envelope. Wei Lan's small hand suddenly covered the back of his big hand, "This, this is the end?"

"Yeah." Gu Chao nodded honestly, was silent for a moment, and then asked, "What do you have to say?"

"That's not the case." A look of toothache flashed across Wei Lan's face. Gu Chao's tone in the letter was not too official or mature, it looked businesslike, and it was not the tone of speaking to a child at all.

Wei Lan frowned and said, "I think, maybe, we can add a sentence or two of encouragement to the letter?"

 Children are almost in puberty when they are thirteen or fourteen years old. If they are not guided correctly, they can easily grow crooked.

If you let him know that somewhere in the world, there are still people who care about him and care about him, maybe it will make him have more expectations and expectations for tomorrow and the future!

Gu Chao said nothing, only pushed the letter paper and pen in front of Wei Lan.

Wei Lan's eyes widened, and she pointed her slender index finger at herself, "I, I'll write it?"

Gu Chao nodded.

Wei Lan hesitated and asked, "Isn't this not good?"

 Gu Chao shook his head slightly, held the pen and put it in her hand, "You made the chili sauce, peanuts, and goat's milk rolls. If you say a word to him, you will be considered acquainted, and he will remember you."

 “That, that’s okay.” Wei Lan was persuaded by Gu Chao.

She pursed her lips tightly and put the pen against her chin, thinking for a while with no result. Until her eyes fell on the empty teacup on the table, Wei Lan's brain suddenly came to an idea and she wrote a paragraph.

 In other words, a meal of chicken soup for the soul:

Life is like a cup of tea, it won’t be bitter for a lifetime, but it will always be bitter for a while.

 As long as you work hard and make progress, you can expect a bright future!

 Come on, little Jinghong~

 After writing this paragraph, Wei Lan paused with his pen and drew a childlike smiling face in parentheses at the end.

Pushing the letter paper back towards him, Wei Lan put down the pen and put her hands on her hips, confidently asking, "How's it going?"

Gu Chao didn't know what she was so proud of, but in his heart he just felt that she was happy.

After just glancing at the letter, Gu Chao moved slowly for a moment, touched the letter with his big hand, and rubbed his thumb twice on the bracketed smile, "Very good."

The smiley face in brackets with Japanese characters has never been seen before in this era. Gu Chao thought it was cute and energetic, making people feel good when they saw it.

 (End of this chapter)