The Real Young Master is Picking Up Trash [Transmigration Book]

It's past the off-duty time, but there are still several high-level personnel sitting in the Fengmu Group's conference room, and they are eagerly discussing matters related to the project.

It mainly revolves around the cooperation with Chang's Group. After all, the scope of this project is really wide, and the profits it brings are immeasurable.Naturally, every detail must be strictly controlled in place.

However, as time went by, the tiredness on their faces became more and more obvious. At nine o'clock in the evening, several older high-level executives were already rubbing their temples.

Gu Mo seemed to see everyone's fatigue, he didn't feel it when he got used to it, but it was really getting late, so he opened his lips and said, "Let's stop here today, if you have any questions, we'll talk about it next time."

As the voice fell, many people breathed a sigh of relief and began to pack their things and prepare to leave the conference room.

And Jiang Zheye, who was one of them, just pulled his tie a little bit, so that he could breathe more smoothly.He didn't plan to leave in a hurry, because there were still a lot of things to sort out, and he needed to strengthen immediately if there was anything he didn't understand during the meeting.

When he looked at Gu Mo, he knew that the other party was just like him, and did not intend to leave yet.

Soon, only the two of them were left in this large meeting room.

Both of them were concentrating on their work, and the only sound left in the quiet room was the sound of keyboard tapping.

After a while, Jiang Zheye noticed the time on the lower right corner of the computer, and realized that it was really late, then he raised his eyes to look at Gu Mo, and said, "Aren't you going to rest yet?"

This person is a 100% workaholic. I have seen him working all night several times. In comparison, Jiang Zheye still can't do this.After all, he still felt that his body was important, so it was too easy to think about whether he would fail or not in college.

"You go home first, I will sleep in the company today." When Gu Mo spoke, his attention was still on the computer.

Jiang Zheye looked at Gu Mo's upright figure when he was sitting, and agreed with it with a hum, then pushed away the chair, stood up and left.He agreed quickly and neatly.

The sound of his leaving didn't alarm Gu Mo, and Gu Mo's hands never stopped.

About two 10 minutes later.

Something was placed in front of Gu Mo, which interrupted Gu Mo, forcing him to look at the person who had gone and returned. He frowned slightly and said, "Didn't you leave?"

Jiang Zheye opened the packaging box of the food on the table, and said slowly: "I just went downstairs to buy supper, don't worry about it for a while, eat some porridge to pad your stomach."

The porridge on the table is very light, but the smell is still fragrant.

Gu Mo didn't move immediately, but looked at Jiang Zheye's smiling face, and after a while, he took the chopsticks that the other party broke for him and said, "Thank you."

Jiang Zheye bought two copies, and he put his own on the side seat, sat down next to Gu Mo, and said lightly, "I won't go home today, I will work hard with President Gu."

"Why?" After Gu Mo finished speaking, he tasted the porridge, and his empty stomach felt a little better.

"Why, stay and learn more. Otherwise, do you think it's to stay and see you?"

Gu Mo: "...No."

After supper they resumed their work.

But before he was busy for a long time, something happened to Gu Mo!

Jiang Zheye walked up to him in a few steps, handed him a tissue in a hurry, and looked at the man whose nose was bleeding and said anxiously, "Why do you have a nosebleed, are you too angry? Look up!"

It's a pity that even if Gu Mo raised his head, a lot of nosebleeds still flowed out, and a lot of tissues were dyed red and discarded in the trash can.

"You must have worked too hard and exhausted your body. Look, you are bleeding from the nose now." Jiang Zhe Yeguang felt a little uncomfortable looking at the blood, and the feeling was even more obvious when he looked at Gu Mo's pale face.

This is too miserable, but I don't know why looking at Gu Mo like this, there are so many meanings of a sickly beauty.

After everything was settled and Gu Mo finally stopped bleeding, Jiang Zheye forcibly interrupted the workaholic and said, "Don't do it, you should go home and rest if you don't feel well, and it won't be too late to come back tomorrow."

"I'll just sleep here, you go back." Gu Mo remained unmoved.

"But if you have a nosebleed again, it will be difficult to deal with it if it falls on the laptop keyboard?" Jiang Zheye knew that this must be effective for people with cleanliness.

Sure enough, seeing that Gu Mo seemed to think of that scene, his already bad face became even worse.

Jiang Zheye finally took the man away smoothly.

They went to the underground garage together, planning to go back home and rest.

Gu Mo drove his Rolls-Royce this time, and Jiang Zheye naturally took the co-pilot. He doesn't know how to drive, but he plans to find a chance to take his driver's license test.

Otherwise, it would be a pity that he would not be able to get hold of any of the dozens of luxury cars in the basement.

While in the car, Jiang Zheye looked at Gu Mo's face again, and always felt that his state was different from the vigorous one when he first met, and his brows and eyes were even a little haggard.

Are you really tired from work?It can be seen that he is so calm about his bleeding situation today, and even wants to stay and continue working, this...

At the beginning of curiosity, Jiang Zheye said, "Is this your first nosebleed?"

Gu Mo, who was looking straight ahead, glanced at Jiang Zheye with a caring expression out of the corner of his eye, then retracted his gaze and continued to concentrate on driving, "It's not the first time."

"Do you need to go to the hospital? It might be much better to take some medicine." Jiang Zheye knew it would definitely not be the first time.

"No need." Gu Mo rejected Jiang Zheye's proposal with just three words. When he turned the steering wheel, his shirt sleeve showed a thin wrist.

Jiang Zheye couldn't help thinking, is this person thinner than when he first met?

The atmosphere was a bit heavy for a while, Jiang Zheye wanted to relieve it, and said jokingly: "Usually I only get nosebleeds when I see beautiful women, but you are actually watching computer streams."

But obviously, his purpose of enlivening the atmosphere failed.

"Hehe." Gu Mo smiled fakely.

The atmosphere became colder by three points.

Not long after the car drove past a 24-hour pharmacy, Jiang Zheye saw it by accident and hurriedly said, "Stop!"

Gu Mo looked at the pharmacy which was conspicuous compared to other closed shops, and asked, "What are you doing parking for?"

"Just stop, don't ask so many questions."

After the car stopped by the side of the road, Jiang Zheye opened the door to get out of the car, but he didn't forget to turn around and say, "Wait for me here."

After speaking, he went to the pharmacy without waiting for Gu Mo's response.

When the people left, Gu Mo also pushed open the driver's door and got out of the car.

He looked at the man's back, the corners of his lips raised a little.

Then he took out his own e-cigarette, and he wanted to use nicotine to relax himself at this moment because he had almost no craving for cigarettes.

The mint taste is also very refreshing.

He just leaned against the car door and smoked, the smoke overflowed from his pale lips, blurring his handsome facial features.

Without waiting too long, Jiang Zheye came back with a bag of things.

He looked at the e-cigarette in Gu Mo's hand, and said with some dissatisfaction, "Are you still smoking when you're not feeling well?"

"Don't worry about it."

Jiang Zheye snatched Gu Mo's e-cigarette, stuffed the medicine he just bought into the other party, and said: "I bought medicine for you, in exchange, give me the cigarette, and wait for you to recover I'll give it back to you."

Gu Mo casually took out a box of clear fire capsules from the pocket in his hand, and his usually steady voice became a little dissatisfied, "Buy and sell by force? I don't want this, return it."

"If you don't want it, you have to." Jiang Zheye always thought that Gu Mo was a smart person, but he didn't expect to be like a child when it comes to taking medicine, and he even hated taking medicine.

……

After he said that, Gu Mo no longer refused, squeezed the bag in his hand tightly, and changed the subject: "I've thought about it for a long time, and I still have something to tell you."

Looking at Gu Mo's serious expression, Jiang Zheye had a bad premonition in his heart, always feeling that the next words would make it difficult for him to do.So he decided to cover Gu Mo's mouth, "Actually, it doesn't matter if you don't need to say it, it's getting late, go home and sleep early."

The wind at night was a bit cool, and it made people's fingertips feel cold, but Gu Mo's pale cheeks suddenly turned red. After pursing his lips, he insisted: "No, I want to say."

"You'd better stop talking, Brother Mo."

"You know what I'm trying to say?"

"Although I don't know, I think it's better not to talk about it."

"You hate me?" Gu Mo suddenly loosened his grip, the bag fell to the ground, and the medicine bottles scattered out, "Why didn't you even give me a chance to open it?"

Jiang Zheye watched the rosiness on the other person's face start to fade, and realized that he seemed a little cruel, so he squatted down and began to pick up things on the ground, and said, "Oh, then tell me, I'll listen."

Gu Mo looked at the squatting body of the other party, but couldn't see his face. After brewing, he finally said: "I..."

At this moment, a bottle of Coca-Cola fell from the sky and hit Gu Mo's head. The can made a loud impact sound. One can only imagine how painful it would be! !

Naturally, he couldn't fully say what he said next. To be exact, he couldn't speak now.

Hearing the voice, Jiang Zheye stopped picking up the medicine and stood up immediately!Before Gu Mo fell down, he caught him, preventing Gu Mo from being hit again.

He accidentally touched the back of Gu Mo's head with his hand, and felt the moist and warm blood oozing out, and his facial expressions were beyond his control...

His lips trembled for a while, looking at the weak appearance of the person in his arms, a tear flowed from the corner of his eyes, and finally all his emotions reached the peak, and he burst into an angry cry that pierced the night: "Who the hell is parabolic in the sky?! Coke doesn't cost money to buy Do you know that it will kill people!!"

Just from the sound, one can tell how sad Jiang Zheye is now.

Unexpectedly, before he could figure out how to refuse, Gu Mo was smashed! ! !