ABO Plum Green

Song Yuyang has been really busy recently.

It's normal for him not to understand things in the company.

Although he also studied seriously until he graduated from graduate school, after so many years of graduation, no one knows better than Qu Shi'an whether Song Yuyang has walked independently to this day.

With the start of the new season, Qu Shi'an's own industry also has many meetings to attend.

Leaders need to learn to delegate power, but the general direction must be determined by themselves.

The people below are afraid of overreaching, and even more afraid of taking responsibility.

The small company that Song Yuyang opened didn't make much money, and a loss was nothing more than a loss of face.

After another video conference, Qu Shi'an directly transferred the intercom call to his office and asked him if he would like to have dinner together.

It sounded like Young Master Song hesitated for a while before agreeing.

At the dinner table, Qu Shi'an asked about the company's affairs, whether the accounts were checked, and so on.

Song Yuyang did not answer directly, but asked him, "If there is a problem, who would do it?"

He seemed to have a little understanding of what was going on, but maybe he was looking in the wrong direction completely.

Assistant Qu poured him a cup of tea. It was a season change, so it was always right to moisten his throat.

Coupled with a gentle and polite smile, Song Yuyang heard his own Beta's answer with an equally ambiguous meaning.

——"Aren't you investigating? As long as it can be resolved in the end, we will wait and see."

After a moment of silence, Song Yuyang asked another question that seemed completely irrelevant.

"How many years has Shi Yun been dead? It seems that the day is coming soon."

Qu Shi'an actually didn't quite understand what was the use of him asking this, but he still seriously added 1 to the number in his memory and told him the truth.

Song Yuyang stopped the desertion he always kept when he was in school, and looked deeply at Qu Shi'an. He always wondered if Qu Shi'an had no plans for anything except his own face.

Shi Yun is dead, it's him, he doesn't suit his wishes, Qu Shi'an is not willing to let him go, it's Wang Ci again.

According to Song Yuyang's past memories, Qu Shi'an would always be more concerned about things that he could not solve well, and would even intervene even if his posture was not so dignified.

But this time, Qu Shi'an completely delegated power to him, and he didn't seem to be worried, instead he regarded this matter as a trivial matter.

He immediately found a reference for Qu Shi'an's expression and attitude in his memory.

When he was about 27 or [-] years old, Qu Shi'an came to pick him up, and by chance, a paparazzi stopped him for an interview.

Qu Shi'an's attitude can be summed up in three words.

Be polite, courteous, ask questions and don't know anything.

In fact, all these years until now, he has figured it out quite clearly. As a stand-in, he really can't push his nose and eyes. It's an attitude that Qu Shi'an can only put on when he is in love with each other for a long time. Whenever he tries to cross Bai Yueguang, he will be stamped directly. Qualitative is a contemporary idiot.

At the age of 30, Song Yuyang ordered a pair of rings, ready to confess his love to Qu Shi'an.

Not a very eye-catching ring.

Compared with the plain ring, it is just a circle of inlaid small diamonds. Except for the famous designer's name, there is no room for value-added.

Considering that Qu Shi'an is always tired of all kinds of rituals, he even prepared a chain that can be strung together with rings as a necklace.

He wanted to say "I love you", but found that he was actually lying on the left side, the side where Qu Shi'an's ears were not so bright.

In fact, Qu Shi'an was already fast asleep.

Even after hanging out with him for so many years, he still doesn't have the habit of shrinking into his arms afterwards.

Qu Shi'an just held his own hand, acting like a standard mummy.

There is a bunch of blue irises on the bed, high and low, in short, they are all slanted.

Even though he didn't seem to have lived in any house for a long time, there were still flowers in it.

Originally, he just wanted to confess his love to Qu Shi'an, thinking that the past could be written off.

Only now did he realize that if he wanted to confess his love, at least he had to apologize sincerely first, and only then would Qu Shi'an accept it, in order to have a positive emotional development.

He couldn't live without Qu Shi'an.

But for Qu Shi'an, it is not difficult to find a similar person, and he can even find someone who is more obedient.

If he fails, he doesn't even have to be a friend.

In fact, he still didn't understand at that time, in fact, they couldn't be friends at all.

The only son of the Qu family, why should he be obsessed with maintaining meaningless social contacts with a playboy Alpha?

But all the friends who have to make are either related to relatives, or they are cut off from constant interests.

Song Yuyang said hoarsely,

"Shi Yun's father said that I am his son, and the appraisal report came out yesterday. My father always said that I didn't care about going home, and I didn't start a family by myself, and wanted to pass on the family business to my cheap brother. Uncle Shi said , as long as I nod, I will still support me to share a piece of their family property."

It was only then that Qu Shi'an realized that the foul breath was due to being stuffy.

The Qu family went to investigate the various loopholes of the Shi family back then. At that time, the technology was not as proficient as it is now, but all the accounts that should be kept have been recorded.

I didn't check much about their private life, anyway, once Shi Yun died, there would be a hell of a lot of trouble inside their family.

Who would have thought that they looked alike, but in fact they didn't look much alike, they were really brothers.

The person next to your pillow, the person in your heart, with the blood of your enemy.

There is enough blood.

Qu Shi'an stopped him with great interest, "So, Xiao Song, do we want to extend our hand to inherit the Shi family's property?"

"I...still thinking about it."

He said he was thinking about it, but his answer had lost all momentum.

"I still want to fight, to see if I can fight what he hasn't fought."

Qu Shi'an already felt that he was a bit of an idiot.

In the competition of cannibalism + crowding, he will be a ghost if he wins the competition.

What's more, I still don't want to talk about Shi Yun.

Thinking of him, he felt that if Song Yuyang went to fight for the Shi family's money, he would immediately have the same identity as the villain who ruined his life, and would feel very disgusted.

Since he had no position to stop him, he still analyzed with Song Yuyang from the perspective of Vanity Fair, why he couldn't go into the muddy water of Shi's family.

It doesn't matter whether you will be rich or not, you may be ruined directly, and you will not be able to get out in this life.

"Is it in your heart that I will never be able to compete with him? He can't change me even if he lives or dies?"

Song Yuyang didn't appear to be in a hurry, he asked this question suddenly, uncharacteristically.

Qu Shi'an has seen many foolish appearances of him.

This time, it was just to tell him not to go into a dead end. His personal life choices had nothing to do with Shi Yun.

It's just that I simply don't want to see him asking for trouble, so I analyze the success rate of his ideal idea in advance.

You can have good ideas, but of course you need to prepare for the worst.

The best way for a person to die in silence is to let him die for his faith involuntarily.

Maybe that's a bit too abstract.

To be more specific, first of all, let him have doubts about what he insists on. If he is kind, let others not be consummated because of this matter. If he is not kind, let him see the things that change under his watch Completely unrecognizable.

And all of this, most of the time, is unstoppable, and most dreams are obliterated by psychological needs and market behavior.

Let him ride a tiger and move forward with his head covered.

In essence, Song Yuyang has a lot of problems, and sometimes he hopes to be favored for no reason, so he will repeatedly consider whether to change his course when facing a new choice.

It's like a person is blown stiff in winter, so he doesn't feel anything, but whenever there is a little temperature, he will feel that the frozen place starts to heat up, and the blood is burning.

For the first time, he held Qu Shi'an's hand in broad daylight.

These were unquestionably beautiful hands, bare of any accessories.

Qu Shi'an never had the habit of wearing accessories.

His fingers are very slender, although there are traces of surgery and injuries on his wrists, sometimes he trembles slightly due to the sequelae of the previous medication.

Song Yuyang still clearly remembers that when Qu Shian accidentally pressed the video mode when taking pictures, it was fine at first, but later found that under the witness of the high-definition camera, Qu Shian was holding the hand of the mobile phone, and holding His hands trembled with two different frequencies.

Both pathetic and funny.

He couldn't help thinking of Qu Shi'an in his teens, who slowed down during long-distance running in winter, and also slowed down his homework.

He always thinks of Qu Shi'an at that time, but "that time" has long passed.

At this moment, he didn't drink, but his heart was already hot, and even his throat felt a little dry and anxious.

Song Yuyang suddenly regretted that he went the wrong way, did not apologize to him, and did not give him the ring.

Even though he knew that he would definitely not wear it on his finger, Song Yuyang still wanted to give him the ring.

I want to give it to him even if it's on a necklace.

But we have already come here, and it is not a situation where we can easily turn back.

The road is chosen by him.

After a while, Song Yuyang finally spoke.

"Then I may have to fight."