San Fu

"I'll go find you after dinner tonight." Da Pao said while driving the car.

"What?" Jiang Kuo squinted his eyes halfway. The two of them had just got off the highway and went into the city to have lunch. Now they suddenly said dinner, and he didn't realize what Da Pao was saying.

"They were talking about dinner, but I refused, saying that we were both very tired when we got back, and we should have dinner at home," Da Pao said again.

"Oh." Jiang Kuo came back to his senses, there was a game waiting just after returning home, "Who is it?"

"I ask every time, except for the ones you know, who you don't know." Cannon said a series of girls' names, "Do you know them? I have actually met these few times."

"...Is that so?" Jiang Kuo felt that he was really asking too much.

"So just go, ask every time, you won't recognize it even if you tell it, and you won't remember it even if you ask it." Cannon sighed, "It's not a face to memorize the name."

Jiang Kuo smiled and looked out the window.

Da Pao sent him home directly, and Ben Ben was the fastest to greet him.

It was getting warmer, Benben had no clothes on, but he was still wearing a beautiful red scarf, and when he ran over, his tail wagged like a propeller.

"My Ben!" Cannon opened his arms.

As long as Duan Feifan is not present, Dapao is Benben's favorite person. After rubbing and licking Dapao for a long time, Benben finally rubbed against Jiang Kuo's leg.

"Did my mother lose weight for Benben?" Jiang Kuo squeezed Benben's body a few times, then touched his stomach, "I feel that this dog has lost weight."

"It's thin," Cannon said. "I came over when I came back. I was very fat at that time. Your mother was worried to death. She said it was bad for her health. She probably controlled it."

"Come in!" My mother shouted from the door.

"I won't go in," Cannon shouted, "I'll come back at night, I'll go home first."

"Then hurry up, it's already late, and your house is still waiting for you to eat!" Mom said.

"Okay, I'm leaving," Cannon said, "I'll come directly tonight."

"En." Jiang Kuo responded.

When walking into the house with Benben, he sent a message to Duan Feifan, telling him that he had arrived home, and brought two photos of Benben with him.

[Instructions are as follows] Pretty fast

[Instructions are as follows] Ben seems to have grown taller again

【JK921】If you lose weight, your legs will look longer

"Jiang Kuo, can I take your luggage directly to your room?" Aunt Liu asked.

"Well, thank you," Jiang Kuo said, "I'll throw the laundry at the door later."

Today, the family is full of people, President Jiang and his wife are both there, and Jiang Liao is also nestling on the sofa in the living room.

"Eat first." Mr. Jiang got up and walked to him, looked at him, and patted him on the shoulder. "Are you thinner?"

"Have you lost weight?" Jiang Kuo didn't feel anything.

"It's normal to be thin," my mother said, "he's not busy with his shop these days, and he's lost weight after a lot of work. It's hard to say that he's not thin."

"...Why did I torment her?" Jiang Kuo sighed.

"Bai Gan didn't pay for his work," Jiang Liao walked past him, and said with a smile, "This time I must be torturing me, otherwise he might not be able to come back."

Jiang Kuo has no feeling about whether he is thin or not, but Mr. Jiang's lack of energy is obvious.

"Are you sick?" Jiang Kuo asked when he sat at the dining table.

"See that!" President Jiang slapped the table.

Just as Jiang Kuo sat down, he almost jumped up again.

"I just said that as soon as my son comes back, he has to see that I'm depressed." Mr. Jiang said.

"Ill?" Jiang Kuo asked.

Mr. Jiang smiled without saying a word, with an expression of enjoyment on his face.

Jiang Kuo turned his head away, too lazy to speak.

"The illness is just right," his mother added to help him, "You have to come back half a month early, and you can still see him on the bed looking like he is dying."

Jiang Kuo turned back to look at Mr. Jiang again: "Is it so serious?"

"It's not that serious," Mr. Jiang waved his hand, "I'm angry."

Judging from this state, Jiang Kuo probably had something to do with the company, but these years the company has encountered many troubles, and he has not seen him get angry.

"Why," he asked Mr. Jiang, "is there a coup in your vice president?"

Mr. Jiang was stunned for a moment, laughed so hard that he almost coughed, quickly put down the chopsticks he had just picked up, and took a sip of soup from the bowl when he was satisfied: "As expected of my son, I can guess all of this."

"...Isn't it?" Jiang Kuo was also stunned, "Really?"

"It's hard to say, I'm still investigating secretly," Mr. Jiang clicked his tongue, "If it wasn't for the plan to sell the folk village, I wouldn't have found it...don't worry about it."

Jiang Kuo didn't ask any more questions.

According to Mr. Jiang's meaning, it should be a financial problem. It is probably quite serious. It is not as simple as stealing some money. If the analogy of a coup can be used, the people involved are also the highest-ranking ones... …

This is a big deal.

Jiang Kuo glanced at Jiang Le, and he suddenly felt that Jiang Le should not only go home because of the crowds and fun during the holidays, maybe it was because of this.

But he didn't know.

No one told him.

Jiang Kuo sighed, feeling sorry for Mr. Jiang, because his son could not be relied on at critical moments, and he never thought about relying on his son.

"How's your store?" Boss Jiang asked him.

"It will go online when I go back to school," Jiang Kuo said, "and then there will be a wave of publicity first, so I will discuss it with you first."

"Is she also a shareholder?" Mr. Jiang asked.

"...she did it for nothing," Jiang Kuo said.

Mr. Jiang laughed for a long time: "He said he didn't bother your sister."

"That old shop hasn't been demolished yet?" Jiang Liao asked.

"No, almost all of them will be moved this month, but they won't be demolished until July." Jiang Kuo said, "Why?"

"I'll find two people to make a video similar to exploring the store first," Jiang Liao said, "You can also find programs on local TV stations, and let them pick a short section. The old store is more flavorful, just like that. It’s old, it’s being broadcast in the store, and it can be used in the future.”

"Do you want money?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"How fresh!" Jiang Liao said, "It's fine if you don't give me money, but you don't want to give money to the person I'm looking for?"

"Funds are limited," Jiang Kuo said sincerely, "It's impossible for me to spend money behind Duan Feifan's back. Please help me save some money."

"I can't help you with TV stations, but I can help you negotiate a cheap price for those with videos," Jiang Liao said, "It shouldn't be difficult for local TV stations, and it doesn't take too much to find people."

"Well, I understand," Jiang Kuo frowned, "As long as it's a TV show, it can at least appear to be a relatively well-known brand in the local area."

"Work hard," Mr. Jiang said, "if you work hard, you can drop out of your poor school."

"No." Jiang Kuo replied very simply.

"You learn gardening, and do a sauced beef," Mr. Jiang clicked, "Your major is just in case one day in the future, if a reporter interviews you and Duan Feifan, let me tell you, we were studying at the beginning. I didn’t expect to make beef in the end, adding a bit of storytelling.”

Jiang smiled for a long time: "From a garden to a beef boss, the entrepreneurial journey of two young people."

"I leave it to you," Jiang Kuo immediately poked her arm, "Now we can start writing."

After dinner, Mr. Jiang went out on foot.

It is said that he has made an appointment with someone somewhere and there is a car waiting for him, and then he is going to have a secret meeting with the company's confidants in a secret place.

"Is it serious?" Jiang Kuo asked his mother.

"If you don't handle it well, it will definitely hurt your vitality," my mother said unhurriedly, touching Benben's head resting on her lap, "but he has a lot of ways, and his brain has always been easy to use. There are a lot of crooked tricks."

Jiang Kuo seldom heard his mother praise Mr. Jiang so much, which shows that Mr. Jiang is indeed facing a lot of trouble this time.

"Now the main thing is to determine who is reliable," my mother whispered next to him. "The legal officer is not sure whether he will participate in the coup. If not, he will have to find reinforcements from outside."

"Is it inappropriate to tell me in such detail?" Jiang Kuo asked, "Boss Jiang said that this is a secret matter that I don't care about."

"Oh, I'm so sour," my mother looked at him, "Didn't you ask this!"

Jiang Kuo smiled and said nothing.

Da Pao came over on time at nine o'clock: "Which car do you drive?"

"Which one do you want to drive?" Jiang Kuo said.

"I saw that Continental at home when I just came from the garage?" Cannon said, "That's it."

"Go in and ask my mother." Jiang Kuo said.

"She definitely agrees," Da Pao walked in nonchalantly, "Didn't she park this car all the time at the hotel? Why did you drive it back today?"

"Let's go." Jiang Kuo sighed.

Today I went to a newly opened members-only bar. The owner was a friend of a friend of a friend of their friend. Jiang Kuo felt that he had never heard of this person, but Da Pao said he had seen him many times. He knew him very well when his name was Yue Jiang Kuo. look.

"They all look familiar to me." Jiang Kuo looked at the red light ahead.

"Isn't that because you don't know anyone?" Da Pao said, "If you didn't have me, you would know yourself. When you Niu Sandao will form a group, I will be your secretary."

"Secret Pao." Jiang Kuo thought about it and smiled, "It doesn't sound good."

"My surname is Hu." Da Pao said, "I wonder if you sometimes think my name is Pao Zhenyu."

"To be honest, it's much more reasonable than Hu Zhenyu," Jiang Kuo said.

"Fuck." Cannon laughed.

The people who came today were really the same as before. As soon as they entered the box, more than half of the people greeted Jiang Kuo very familiarly, and Jiang Kuo except for three or two who could call out their names, and two or three who looked slightly different. Familiar with each other, don't know anything else.

"Leave me alone." Jiang Kuo responded skillfully.

"Kuo'er, long time no see." A person came over to say hello to him, and this was the person he could name.

What is this man's name?

What kind of bravery, I really don't remember it.

Anyway, these people also call him Dayong.

Jiang Kuo took a glass of juice and sat in the corner of the sofa.

"You really won't see anyone after you go to college." Dayong sat next to him.

"I'll see you during the holidays," Jiang Kuo said.

"Then you only have a few vacations when you go to school," Dayong said, "You should come back and get together more in these two days..."

Dayong said a few more names, explaining that the acquaintances gathered together tomorrow, and Jiang Kuo didn't say a word because he sounded familiar.

After Dayong walked away, he took out his phone.

Every time the model group is on vacation, they can see Ding Zhe complaining that he has been dragged out to do coolies by his parents' elderly running group, and Jiang Kuo enjoys watching it.

Duan Feifei answered a few words without a word.

Probably busy.

Jiang Kuo clicked on his circle of friends without any hassle.

Hey!

Drinking coffee too!

playing cards!

Little days are very moist!

Jiang Kuo frowned, and opened up all the photos he sent, and looked at them carefully.

Duan Feifei doesn't know how to drink coffee by himself, and none of his friends and classmates would meet him in a coffee shop, so you can think of Fan Jiabao with your fingernails.

Playing cards is also with Fan Jiabao!

Although only Huzi's face was seen in the photo, Jiang Kuo knew this person, because Duan Feifei said that Fan Jiabao was recruited by Huzi to be a thug, and Fan Jiabao's dazzling blue running shoes can be seen in the lower right corner. It's hard not to remember this foreign-style shoe with soil and steady waves.

Duan Feifan!

You adapt quickly!

"You are really the same for thousands of years, the parallel time and space in the party." A girl's voice came from Jiang Kuo's right.

Jiang Kuo wasn't sure who was talking to whom, and looked at the phone without making a sound.

"Jiang Kuo." The girl called his name.

"Yeah." Jiang Kuo responded and glanced up.

It was someone he was familiar with, and the aura was from their "circle". If someone brought it, they would generally not look at him with this kind of look.

"What about talking to you?" The girl turned her head to look at him.

"Tell me." Jiang Kuo said.

"I'm done." The girl laughed.

Jiang Kuo didn't know what else to talk about at this time, so he raised his glass to her and took a sip of juice.

The girl ignored him and leaned back on the sofa, almost sitting shoulder to shoulder with him.

The reason why Jiang Kuo chose to sit in a corner every time was to avoid the discomfort of being too close to people.

He stood up for a while, then fell to the left and leaned against the armrest of the sofa.

The girl must have sensed it, she turned to look at him, clicked her tongue, fell to the right, and leaned against the armrest of the sofa over there: "Is it alright?"

Jiang Kuo could only remain silent.

"Go eat barbecue." Fan Jiabao waved.

"I'm not going," Duan Feifei said, "I still have to get up early tomorrow."

"No face," Fan Jiabao pointed at him, "You don't eat rice, you don't go to barbecue, what do you mean!"

"Go, extraordinary," Hu Zi approached him, "He's upset if he loses money."

"Don't you say he doesn't care about being rich?" Duan Feifei said with a smile in a low voice.

Fan Jiabao's ears were still sharp, and he immediately glared: "I don't care about money, I care about losing!"

"Hey, let's go." Duan Feifei got up.

Although Fan Jiabao is a little familiar, but overall his personality is not bad, and the series of operations of renting a storefront, renting a house, clearing a warehouse, and helping to beat up people really helped a lot. I felt a little depressed when I went home, but I decided to stay with me to the end.

After Jiang Kuo returned home, he was in a good condition. At night, when Ding Zhe complained that the food for the elderly group was not enough to keep up with the entertainment and the entertainment was poor, he even sent a bunch of food and drink to the group.

Fan could tell that it was the dining table of Jiang Kuo's family, and nothing else was at home.

A bar box that looks very high-end and has a good privacy at first glance, the room is full of people, and the table is full of wine and snacks.

[Dong Xiaosa] Is this the life of the rich?

[Sun Zhuanghan] I saw at least four beauties at a glance

[Ding Weiwu] Strong man, please restrain yourself, you are not qualified to look at beautiful women

Duan Feifan clicked on Jiang Kuofa's photo, zoomed in and looked at it, the four beauties said that there were not enough girls, the girls were all beautiful, the ones that you don't usually see, and the male ones are better at a glance.

It can be seen that Jiang Kuo took the photo in the corner of the box, and Duan Feifei could imagine him playing with his mobile phone alone in a corner where no one was disturbed.

But when this kind of imagination is implemented in photos, it feels different.

A little more uncomfortable than imagined.

Although he couldn't say why he was unhappy, it was not a matter of being jealous in theory. After all, Jiang Kuo's angle looked like an independent space from the photos, and he had no intersection with the men and women over there.

But jealousy is not a fixed pattern, it is not a feeling that will not appear within a reasonable range, it is very unreasonable.

Jiang Kuo had a great time on the first day back home, and was in the mood to stimulate Ding Zhe.

what.

Duan Feifei put the phone back into his pocket, this was the first time he had experienced so clearly what it meant to be really jealous, and even a little unhappy.

This feeling of unhappiness made him a little surprised, with some uneasiness of "I actually".

Hurry up when the party is over, some people want to continue, Jiang Kuo didn't go anymore, and planned to leave with Da Pao.

"Kuoer," someone called Jiang Kuo, "are you taking someone with you?"

"I'm going home." Jiang Kuo walked to his car without looking back.

"Knowing that you're going home, Lilian is going home too," the man said, "Would you like to drop by?"

Jiang Kuo glanced at the cannon.

Cannon didn't say a word, just opened the car door and got into the co-driver.

"Hu Zhenyu, I'll fuck you!" the man cursed.

Jiang Kuo still didn't look back, got in the car and started it, slammed the accelerator, left a bunch of people behind and drove away.

"Damn it," Da Pao said very annoyed, "You idiot, you can't even find someone to scold you. What the hell are you scolding me for? Shouldn't you fuck your uncle?"

"I don't have an uncle." Jiang Kuo said.

"I have it!" shouted the cannon.

"It seems to be." Jiang Kuo said.

"Damn," Da Pao laughed angrily, "Just say you can't do it without me!"

"I wouldn't come without you," Jiang Kuo said, "I'm sleepy to death."

"Stop in front," Da Pao said, "I'll drive. I haven't had a drink today. It's been more than an hour. I'm afraid you'll fall asleep while driving."

"En." Jiang Kuo responded.

Sleepiness is not the most important thing, but depression.

I don't know why, it was common for Duan Feifei to go out to drink and eat with others in the past. He never felt anything, but today he was particularly depressed. All night, Duan Feifan was playing cards, drinking and eating barbecue with others, having fun.

It cannot be said that it is because of Fan Jiabao, Fan Jiabao is just a second idiot.

Jiang Kuo felt that it was because he and Duan Feifei took this step back, not only to withdraw from the situation that made the two of them panic and stress, but also to withdraw from the sense of security.

The car stopped on the side of the road, Jiang Kuo got out of the car, and Da Pao stepped aside to answer the phone.

Listening to the conversation is like a girl I just met tonight.

Jiang Kuo got into the passenger seat and waited, when the phone rang.

When he took out his phone, he checked the time first, it was one o'clock, and Duan Feifei was still awake.

【Instructions follow】Are you home?

【JK921】on the way

[Instructions are as follows]?

Jiang Kuo stared at the question mark for a moment.

what happened?

What do you want to express?

Am I coming home too late?

Don't you also have a good time drinking barbecue, playing cards and drinking wine? Go home not much earlier than me.

【JK921】?

[Instructions are as follows]?

Jiang Kuo dialed the phone directly.

Duan Feifei answered it in seconds, probably in the middle of typing.

"Why?" Jiang Kuo asked.

At the same time, he heard the noisy background sound over there, someone was guessing.

"Are you still supper?" Jiang Kuo said.

"Yes," Duan Feifei responded, "We'll be leaving soon."

"I thought you went back early," Jiang Kuo said, "You haven't left yet, what are your question marks?"

"Just a shock." Duan Feifei said.

Jiang Kuo could tell that he must have been drinking, but he didn't usually drink this cup, and only drank some when he was with the models. It seemed that today was indeed a very pleasant day.

"I was shocked too." Jiang Kuo said.

"What are you shocked about?" Duan Feifei said with a smile.

"Who are you with? Have you drank a lot?" Jiang Kuo said.

"Old Fan and the others, everyone had a drink when they were happy." Duan Feifei said.

"Have you drank a lot?" Jiang Kuo said, "I drank a little too much."

"It's okay, I didn't drink too much. There are many people today, so it's normal to drink up to this point." Duan Feifei said.

"Oh." Jiang Kuo didn't know if he was holding back all night, and now he felt more and more unhappy.

"Don't you always say that your parties are boring, and you can talk a little bit more if you are bored," Duan Feifei said, "I can even play and shout here..."

"What do you mean?" Jiang Kuo interrupted him.

"It's not interesting." Duan Feifei said.

Jiang Kuo wasn't sure if Duan Feifei had drunk too much. After all, the line between never drinking too much and drinking too much was a second. When Duan Feifei said the next sentence, he was sure that this person had drunk too much.

"Just plain unhappy." Duan Feifei said.