Everyone is fascinated by his tea

Hearing the vicissitudes of life sound from behind, Gu Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, played with the signature pen in his hand, and watched that person appear in front of him.

The visitor was already old, with gray hair, and even though he was holding a cane, he still walked and stopped, staggering, and extremely slow.

Followed by a few teenagers from the Gu family's collateral lineage.

It just so happened that these Gu Yan had seen each other before.

At the time of the transfer of equity, bringing these men in is nothing more than a wake-up call for him.

Coincidentally, Gu Yan doesn't like this.

"Dad is such a small matter, why did you let you come?"

Seeing Mr. Gu coming, Gu Chenghui felt indescribably happy, and in a blink of an eye saw the boys behind him, snorted coldly, obviously not paying attention, a group of things rolling in the mud, really thought he was on the stage .

Turning around, he quickly made room for the old man, and gave up his position to old man Gu.

The old man snorted coldly, "If you have the ability, you won't be able to be manipulated in this area."

Gu Chenghui wiped the sweat off his face and hurriedly responded.

Although this matter sounds disgraceful, as long as the old man is around, these villains will not be able to cause any trouble.

The old man sat down slowly with the support of his grandsons, and the few who worked hard with the old man hurriedly said hello.

The old man nodded, his eyes fell on Gu Yan who was opposite him.

"I heard you're recovering?"

"The old man is already old, so I don't need you to worry about me."

Gu Yan was leaning on the leather sofa, with a frivolous look in his eyes, but this appearance gave him a bit of extravagance.

"What did you say!" The old man slammed his cane loudly, "You are from my Gu family. As an elder, I have no right to care about you?"

Gu Yan spared no room for questioning.

"If you really want to care about me," Gu Yan stood up, leaning his elbows on the table, the smile in his eyes was fleeting, "You don't have to wait until this time."

After saying that, Gu Yan casually picked up a document from a shareholder.

"Grandpa, paper can't hold fire. You should know this better than me. If you really want to cover up Liu Qing," Gu Yan twitched the corners of his mouth. Under the rimless glasses, those eyes were calm and frightening, as if talking The story is the same, and he said, "Then you can't blame my six relatives for not recognizing me. Do you think this is the truth?"

Mr. Gu's attention was entirely on Gu Yan's legs. When he walked, his steps were steady. Except that his left foot was heavier than his right foot when it landed, it was almost the same as a normal person.

The hand holding the teacup was sweating slightly, and Mr. Gu frowned slightly. He never thought of giving up on this grandson so soon. If so many doctors hadn't said that he would never be able to stand up in this life no matter what...

The Gu family never raises useless people, but now, except for Gu Yan, what Liu Qing raises are all kinds of things!

Thinking of this, Mr. Gu looked at Gu Yan's eyes more and more fiercely. The wolf was kept in the lair, so he was really afraid of something.

"Why doesn't your father let you participate in the company's affairs, haven't you thought about it?" Mr. Gu took a sip of tea, "For more than ten years, you have never taken over the company's affairs, and the Gu family is also on the cusp these days. , hand over the burden to..."

Gu Yan snorted, as if he had expected him to say that.

"Sorry," Gu Yan interrupted him.

Old man Gu raised his head, and at some point Gu Yan was already standing beside him.

Gu Yan bent slightly, and took over the document that Le Yuan handed him. The equity agreement was printed in large characters, "I'm not interested in taking over the Gu family."

"I came here today to protect my rights as a shareholder. To expose Liu Qing, anyone sitting here has the right. This doesn't seem to have anything to do with what you said, Mr. Gu."

After saying that, Gu Yan smiled at him, "So, what's the use of you coming?"

The victor's overlooking posture made Mr. Gu panic, and stared at Gu Yan with eyes full of hatred.

"Bastard!" Mr. Gu slapped the table angrily, pointing his cane straight at Gu Yan, "Do you think there is no one in the Gu family except you?"

The juniors next to him acted as a gesture of affection, and stepped forward to gently caress Mr. Gu's chest, comforting him.

Gu Yan stood where he was, and glanced at the young people present one by one, as if reading a joke.

"So, how many garbage did you find?"

Gu Yan turned and left expressionlessly.

As if thinking of something again, he suddenly paused, Gu Yan turned his head, glanced at Liu Qing, and said slowly, "Ms. Liu, if you have anything to say, it's better to leave it to the court. Our You have to settle the account slowly."

Every word and sentence was full of deterrence, Gu Chenghui was taken aback, as if he saw Jiang He who was all-powerful in the mall back then.

Liu Qing panicked for a moment, even her breathing was a little short.

Settlement?

What account?

How much did he know about those things back then?

Liu Qing narrowed her eyes, trying to bring her down, it was a dream!

Seeing that Gu Yan had left, Wang Dahai didn't have any intention of staying behind, so he followed up neatly.

"Mr. Gu! Wait for me!"

Wang Dahai was tall and fat, so he couldn't figure out how Gu Yan could walk so fast.

Hearing the shout behind him, Gu Yan slowed down.

Wang Dahai met at the Gu family banquet last time. To be precise, this man was favored by Jiang He when he was young, and he only wanted to repay the favor, but his financial resources were meager and he couldn't say much on the board of directors.

Thanks to that banquet, he got to know Gu Yan.

Gu's internal corruption in the past two years has long since lost his place as a small shareholder.

He defected to Gu Yan this time, not only simply to repay his favor, but also to bet that Gu Yan would definitely have the ability to turn things around.

"Mr. Gu, why did you attack so suddenly this time?" Wang Dahai was puzzled, according to Gu Yan's temper, he preferred to torture the other party slowly.

"I'm getting married," Gu Yan said lightly, but a warm color flashed in his eyes, "I want to live a peaceful life."

When Zhou Chao brought pots and pans to see Yan Baoyu, he did not expect that he was live broadcasting.

"Baby!" Zhou Chao had a lot of things in his hand, so he could only gently kick the door open, and waved the insulated box on his hand, "Baby, guess what I brought you!"

The soft and waxy voice rang in his ears, Yan Baoyu's expression changed slightly, and he just looked at the comments on the bullet screen like rockets.

"I'm so jealous! Yan Baoyu, are you in love?!"

"No way, Rush is behind the wheel, lacking in business ability, as an idol dating, are you too bold, or do you think we are fools?"

"No, this voice, damn it, why is it so like my life?!"

"I feel the same way upstairs, Yan Baoyu, tell me if the person on the other side is my younger brother!"

Yan Baoyu's reputation in the group is not very good, and the fans are the fewest, especially a lot of black fans. Now it's all like being beaten, and I can't wait to kick him out of the Rush group.

Seeing him clutching the camera lens of his phone, Zhou Chao said silently to himself, "It's live broadcasting."

Zhou Chao put down the things in his hands, and was stunned for a moment, remembering that Zhao Xi once told him that Yan Baoyu was an idol, although not many people paid attention to him, but the baby he said just now must have affected him.

After thinking about it, Zhou Chao bowed his head, took the note and pen on the side, wrote a line of characters, and handed it to Yan Baoyu.

[I can explain to them. 】

Yan Baoyu hadn't had time to turn off the live broadcast, but the manager's phone call had already come, and the other end probably already knew about it.

Yan Baoyu's combination has caused a lot of chaos. If the company knows that he and Zhou Chao have a good relationship this time, in fact, Zhou Chao is so prosperous now, I am afraid that those announcements will be consumed by them in the future.

He doesn't want to do that.

Seeing that Yan Baoyu was still in a daze, Zhou Chao secretly glanced at the rumors on the live broadcast. They were all talking about Yan Baoyu, saying that he was at the tail end of the car, pulling down Rush's status, and dragging his feet.

Some people actually said that Yan Baoyu's family would die in a bad way.

Little by little, the little flame in his heart ignited, and Zhou Chao put his hands on his hips, angrily.

"Yan Baoyu is so good, he doesn't want to fall in love!"

Zhou Chao's milky tone came from the live broadcast room, and those who knew him immediately recognized it, and asked him why he was in Yan Baoyu's live broadcast room.

"You black fans are really unreasonable!" Zhou Qiqi's breathing was difficult, "Both were born by parents, you are so vicious!"

Yan Baoyu was taken aback, and hurriedly covered his mouth, thinking that this kid can say nothing, this is still on the Internet, and he just started flirting with others.

Zhou Qi didn't care, it was obviously their fault!

The words that came out were vague, "Why can't I call him a baby?"

"Baby, baby, baby..." Zhou Chao, who was out of breath, took a sharp breath, and four large characters were written on his small face, 'Don't accept it, do it! '.

"I'll call!"

There were more and more sweet porridge coming from the barrage, and I was amused by Zhou Chao's little milk voice. Although I couldn't see Zhou Chao's face, wouldn't it be more interesting to brainstorm.

"Baby can you take your hands off, please, baby baby baby baby!?"

"Baby, can I call you baby? Hahaha, baby, baby, I suddenly found that baby looks good!"

"Baby and Congee are good friends?"

Finally saw a decent comment.

While serving porridge to Yan Baoyu, Zhou Chao replied, "Baby can take care of me when I'm on the set! Didn't you see that this is the ward, thanks to him, otherwise I would be the one lying here!"

While talking, Zhou Chao still had an inexplicable sense of pride, wishing to give Yan Baoyu a lot of thumbs up, "He is amazing!"

"Damn, thank you Brother Bao for saving your life! Who will say that the baby will have trouble with this sweet porridge in the future!"

"Didn't you say that Yan Baoyu is the most unreasonable person in the group? It turns out that the hot search for the crew's injury was about you?"

"Fuck me, why is the Yan Baoyu in Mao Zhouqi's eyes different from what we see?"

"Seriously, you are wrong. In the group Rush, he is the only foreigner. If you don't exclude him, who will you exclude?"

Soon, both Yan Baoyu and Zhou Chao were on the trending searches.

#糖粥cpYou deserve it#

Even with the super talk of the two, many people came along the way.

"Damn, trust me, they don't really mean that I am eating shit on my head, pity me, no matter who I am with, I will always lie flat!"

"What's wrong upstairs, isn't it delicious to cry and attack it! Zhou Chao is not 1, everyone stands upside down and eats instant noodles!"

"Sister, you can't do this. You see the baby is soft and weak. Can he attack? Cry and attack! Girl attack! I'm standing around, and the banner of sweet porridge is up!"

"What's wrong with 176's short attack, don't look at our brother short, fuck while fucking!"

"The attitude of porridge porridge is not obvious? Isn't that just showing off in disguise, 'My boyfriend is awesome!', clingy, I will drink this cup of dog food first as a respect!"

Yan Baoyu babbled a few words, and hurriedly downloaded the live broadcast.

Seeing the trending searches that were getting more and more wrong, Zhou Chao swallowed, and stood by the bed guiltily, unable to fart with a stick, "...Baby, I, I seem to have caused trouble for you."

He really just wanted to clarify for Yan Baoyu!

Yan Baoyu looked at her hundreds of thousands of followers and comments on Weibo, and suddenly couldn't laugh or cry, "Brother, are you Fuwa?"

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