San Fu

Duan Feifan's hair was dried, and Jiang Kuo would blow it instead, and Jiang Kuo put his face on his stomach.

"Can I still breathe?" Duan Feifan puffed his stomach while blowing his hair.

"Yes," Jiang Kuo didn't move, "I just need to work hard!"

"Are you sick?" Duan Feifei laughed, turned on the hair dryer to the maximum, and quickly pulled Jiang Kuo's hair, remembering to blow it from top to bottom.

"Did you ever cover yourself in your pillow and yell when you were a child?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"No," Duan Feifei said, "What are you shouting into the pillow? If I really shouted, my old aunt would probably be scared."

"You were too careful when you were young," Jiang Kuo said, "Do you feel that I am speaking loudly now?"

"I don't feel it." Duan Feifei pinched the tips of his ears.

"I'm already shouting," Jiang Kuo's face left his stomach, he threw himself on the pillow sideways, buried his face in the pillow, and shouted vigorously, "Did you hear that! Duan Feifan!"

"I heard." Duan Feifei smiled and pulled his hands up, continuing to blow his hair.

"You don't dare to try it, so you don't know that covering the pillow can muffle a large part of the voice." Jiang Kuo continued to press his face on his stomach.

"I seem to..." Duan Feifei thought for a while, "There's nothing to shout into the pillow, I can shout outside, the market leader, Grandmaster of Zuan, Master Fan."

Jiang Kuo laughed for a long time.

"Do you have any grievances to shout in the pillow? Little Jiang Kuo?" Duan Feifei touched Jiang Kuo's head, feeling that his hair was basically dry, so he switched to the cold wind to cool his hair.

"Where did I feel wronged at that time?" Jiang Kuo thought for a while, then sighed, "Jiang Liao taught me... Now that I think about it, this is actually considered abnormal, and I didn't tell Mr. Jiang and the others. Having said that, it was just for fun, and we both covered our faces with pillows and yelled... Should I talk to them at that time? She hadn't even entered junior high school at that time."

"This is really a detail that is difficult to notice. If you notice it, you may not think so much. Children are playing." Duan Feifan turned off the hair dryer and patted Jiang Kuo on the back, "It's not your fault ah."

"Yeah." Jiang Kuo hugged his waist, leaned on him for a while before letting go, and fell on the pillow, "Go to sleep, and turn off the lights when you go to bed later."

Duan Feifei didn't speak, just went to bed and lay down with a smile.

"Turn off the lights for those who go to bed last," Jiang Kuo kicked him, "Go and turn off the lights."

Duan Feifei still didn't speak, touched the top of the bed, found a small square object, pressed it against the light, and the light went out.

"Fuck me?" Jiang Kuo was stunned, "Remote control?"

"En." Duan Feifei responded with a smile.

"Let me see, let me see." Jiang Kuo stretched out his hand and patted him, "Why didn't I know that this light is remote controlled?"

"Because there is no switch at the head of the bed," Duan Feihua turned on the light again, and said with a smile, "so the landlord installed a remote control for this light. I found this remote control before, but I never realized what it was. In an instant, I suddenly realized."

"Damn," Jiang Kuo pressed it, and the light went out. He pressed it again, and the light turned on. "There are three more color temperatures, awesome."

"A rich young man," Duan Feifei sighed, "Have you never even used the remote control lights?"

"No, isn't it usually voice? The lights in our Kuo Shao's room are sensory," Jiang Kuo said, "When you lie down on the bed, the bedside night lights will automatically change, and when you close your eyes, they will all be turned off."

"Fart your ass." Duan Feifei said.

"Try it when you have time." Jiang Kuo turned off the light while laughing.

"Then will it automatically light up when you open your eyes?" Duan Feifei turned over and put his arms around him, whispering in his ear, "Close your eyes to turn them off, open your eyes to light up, you don't need to go to the nightclub, friends, please come here, you lie down." Just blink on the bed."

Duan Feifei's deep voice was very hypnotic, and Jiang Kuo felt his eyelids heavy when he heard his voice, but the content made him want to laugh, and he was very torn between being sleepy and wanting to laugh.

"Shut up," he said.

"Okay." Duan Feifei said.

In the morning, Jiang Kuo was woken up by a rooster crowing. I don’t know which family raised chickens on the balcony. The crowing started from four o’clock until seven o’clock. Jiang Kuo was shocked when he woke up completely.

"Can you still raise chickens in the building?" He looked at Duan Feifan.

Duan Feifei was looking at his phone with his toothbrush in his mouth and replying messages: "Well, if you have a foam box, you have to grow vegetables, and if you have an open space of one square meter, you can raise chickens... I think there are people raising chickens in your villa area."

"That's a villa, at least the yard is big," Jiang Kuo got out of bed to wash, and reached out to squeeze Duan Feifan's waist when he passed by Duan Feifan.

Duan Feifei was frightened and raised his head suddenly, the foam of toothpaste splashed on his face.

"Ah..." Jiang Kuo quickly put his face on his shoulder and rubbed it.

"Damn." Duan Feifei held his toothbrush in his mouth, "It's so fucking particular, you rub it on other people."

"Is it yours?" Jiang Kuo smiled and entered the bathroom.

When he came out after washing and changing, Duan Feifan was sitting on the sofa and still looking at his mobile phone: "Did the film be edited today?"

"Yes," Jiang Kuo said, "She will send it to me in the morning, and I have an appointment with her for dinner at noon."

"Well," Duan Feifei nodded, "Old Fan said that the show is scheduled for Thursday at 08:30, please remember to watch it, and said it's best to go to his store to watch it with everyone gathered together."

Jiang Kuo laughed: "He is so lonely."

"It feels like he is a bit like you in this respect." Duan Feifei stood up, took the bag and threw it on his shoulder.

"Maybe, but I won't find someone to play with, I'm too annoyed," Jiang Kuo took his mobile phone from the table, looked at it and followed Duan Feifei out the door, "A bunch of news."

There are a lot of news on the phone, except for the two from Jiang Lie, there is also a bunch of Yang Ke's, reporting the business situation, there are not as many orders as in the previous two days, taking advantage of these two days to stock up more, the promotional video comes out and adds The TV station's program may still have a peak for a few days...

"Let's do a lottery draw on Weibo," Jiang Kuo said while replying to Yang Ke, "Let's see what we can draw."

"Well, I'll get it," Duan Feifei took him by the shoulders and led him into the elevator, "I saw that the users are mostly young people and girls, so for prizes, I'd like to get something girls like. ..."

"Okay." Jiang Kuo finished replying the message to Yang Ke, and when he exited, he saw Da Pao's name on it.

I clicked in and found that Cannon sent him a message last night, but withdrew it again.

He looked at the prompt to withdraw the message, and was a little confused. Da Pao sent him a message, but he basically never retracted it.

"What's wrong?" Duan Feifei asked.

"Can Da Pao run into something again?" Jiang Kuo asked him to look at the phone screen, "He never retracted it before. He sent it to his girlfriend and never retracted it. That means What kind of big event has it been withdrawn immediately?"

"Call and ask." Duan Feifei said, "Supposedly there shouldn't be anything going on at the construction site, right?"

"It's hard to say," Jiang Kuo dialed Da Pao, "The building that is about to be built has also encountered a problem where fellow villagers asked for money to live in, and when dealing with fellow villagers, they will provoke a village..."

Nobody answered the phone at the cannon.

Jiang Kuo frowned, opened the address book, flipped through it, and called Da Mao again.

On the other hand, Da Mao answered the phone very quickly. He still didn't wake up when he heard the voice, so he asked in surprise, "Xiao Kuo?"

"Where is Boss Pao?" Jiang Kuo asked, "Are you two together? How come no one answered his phone?" "He went back last night," Da Mao said, "It is said that there was something urgent at home and he drove back late. "

"At home? What's urgent about his family?" Jiang Kuo frowned, "Is it Uncle Hu?"

"I'm not sure about this. He left in a hurry, took a mobile phone and left," Da Mao said, "How about I make another call for you?"

"It's okay, you are busy with your work," Jiang Kuo said, "Is the recent construction site okay?"

"Very good. I just had a drink with Village Chief Lu the day before yesterday," Da Mao said. "The road is going to pass by his fish pond."

"The village chief will just touch him, and let Duan Feifei go if there is something to do," Jiang Kuo said, "Duan Feifei touches village chief Lu, he is a skilled worker."

"Okay." Da Mao smiled.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Kuo walked with his mobile phone in a daze, Da Pao went back, it was still overnight, there was something at home, what could be the matter?And the Cannon family has something to do, why did you come to him?Something really happened to his family, wouldn't it be better to call Boss Jiang than to call Boss Jiang's son?Mr. Jiang's son is separated by a waste material hundreds of thousands of miles away.

"Hey," Duan Feifei grabbed his earlobe and tugged gently to the side, "Boss."

"Huh?" Jiang Kuo followed his momentum and turned his head.

"What do you mean when Duan Feifei touches Village Chief Lu as a skilled worker?" Duan Feifei said.

"Damn," Jiang Kuo laughed, "Just to put it bluntly, isn't that right, the two of you will almost become uncles and nephews after a meal."

"Are you all right?" Duan Feifei asked, "Has Da Pao returned home?"

"Well," Jiang Kuo frowned, "Why do I feel that something happened to his family? It's..."

Duan Feifei didn't let him speak, and covered his mouth with his hand: "You just call Mr. Jiang and report on the business in the past two days. The stock is sold out at the opening. You haven't told Mr. Jiang the good news yet. Bar?"

Jiang Kuo clicked his tongue and didn't move his phone.This is going to change Duan Feifan, so he must have made the call smoothly, but Jiang Kuo and Mr. Jiang have never had such a communication habit. If there is nothing wrong, Mr. Jiang is afraid that he will call him Thought something happened to him.

"I'll call." Duan Feifei saw his hesitation and took out his mobile phone.

"Damn," Jiang Kuo looked at him, "You really are..."

"Boss Jiang and I don't have so many loving fathers and filial sons." Duan Feifei glanced at the time, "He should be getting up by now. That's when the sender called me that day."

"Well, he got up quite early." Jiang Kuo said.

Duan Feifei called Boss Jiang.

It took five or six rings to pick up the phone, but the "Hello" was not Mr. Jiang's voice, but a woman's.

Duan Feifan's eyebrows instantly raised to the hairline.

Fortunately, the woman's next sentence was: "Duan Feifan, right? I'm Aunt Lin."

"Good morning, Auntie." Duan Feifei said quickly, and took another look at Jiang Kuo. From Jiang Kuo's immediately raised eyebrows, he could tell that Aunt Lin would not usually answer the phone for Mr. Jiang.

"Good morning." Aunt Lin's voice was very gentle.

"Is Mr. Jiang still resting?" Duan Feifei asked, "I didn't pay attention to the time."

"He usually wakes up at this time," Aunt Lin smiled. "Yesterday he was talking to people, and he didn't go to sleep until midnight. Today he got up late. Do you have anything to do with him? Do you want him to get up and call you back?" past?"

"No, no, it's nothing important," Duan Feifei said, "I also want to tell you, the main reason is that I don't have your phone number, and Jiang Kuo is too embarrassed to call."

"Yeah, he's embarrassed about anything," Aunt Lin said, "What's the matter?"

"Just...after our opening, the online and offline sales are quite good," Duan Feifei said, "We almost didn't have enough stock at the beginning, and we are still stepping up stocking up now."

"Awesome," Aunt Lin said, "I mean, you have other promotions going on, right? Isn't that going to blow up?"

Duan Feifei laughed: "The explosion shouldn't be too exaggerated, but it will definitely be a big one. With a little bit of popularity, it will be easy to handle later... I just want to tell you that Jiang Kuo feels that it is unnecessary to be embarrassed , I think it is still necessary.”

"Of course it is necessary," said Aunt Lin, "or we are still worried that he will lose all the money by commanding blindly. It seems to be okay."

Duan Feifei smiled and chatted for a while before hanging up the phone.

"The tone is quite normal?" Jiang Kuo, who had been leaning next to him, asked, "But she won't help Mr. Jiang answer the phone, at most, press mute."

"The sound of people walking in the background," Duan Feifei said, "there is also the sound of a car far away, it doesn't sound like home."

Jiang Kuo frowned, took out his mobile phone and continued to call Da Pao: "Maybe it's the company's business... They called Da Pao to go back to help, Da Pao! Da Pao can go back to help! I don't know anything!"

Jiang Kuo raised his voice as he spoke, feeling very uncomfortable.

Duan Feifei quickly put his arms around his shoulders: "You have a lot of things here, you have to go to class, and you have to run a store. If it's not a particularly serious matter, I definitely don't want to alarm you. Besides, you won't let Da Pao help you with major matters. ah."

"Then why didn't Da Pao answer the phone?" Jiang Kuo's voice was still very loud.

"How about it," Duan Feihua turned on the phone again, "I should have lawyer Jiang's call records here, I'll call him and ask."

Jiang Kuo grabbed his hand: "Don't hit him."

Duan Feifan looked at him.

"Who knows if I have to avoid me again so as not to alarm someone," Jiang Kuo said, "Don't hit me."

"Yeah." Duan Feifei put the phone back in his pocket, and Jiang Kuo had calmed down in just a few seconds.

"Wait for Da Pao to contact me." Jiang Kuo said, "I can't help you with the company's affairs. If you really ask Da Pao to go back because of the company's affairs, you probably need someone you trust to run errands."

"Okay." Duan Feifei nodded.

Jiang Kuo chose to wait. This choice should be the best when he doesn't know anything.

But Jiang Kuo was a little absent-minded all morning, he didn't doze off during class, and stared at the teacher in front of him in a daze.

After the second class was over, his mobile phone finally rang. It wasn't a message, but a phone call.

"Da Pao, fuck me," Jiang Kuo hurriedly picked up the phone and cursed, "Your uncle, did you have a broken hand or a deaf ear!"

"I didn't sleep all night," Cannon didn't confront him. "I fell asleep this morning. I really didn't hear your phone call. I just saw it when I got up."

"Why did you go?" Jiang Kuo didn't care whether he was calm or not when facing the cannon, and asked a series of questions, "What did you send me yesterday and withdraw it? Why did you go back?"

"I'm telling you, I'm telling you, I'm telling you," Cannon said in succession, "Calm down."

"Say." Jiang Kuo said.

Cannon suppressed his voice: "Yesterday, someone made a fuss in the company. Mr. Jiang came out of the restaurant and was squatted down..."

"What?" Jiang Kuo raised his voice.

All the students around looked over.

Duan Feifei pulled him to a corner.

"It's all right, it's not a big problem," Da Pao said, "He brought bodyguards, and one of the bodyguards hit seven of them, and he was hit on the head..."

"What kind of bodyguard! He can even be smashed in the head!" Jiang Kuo was so angry that his hands were shaking, "I brought all the bodyguards, but only one? Are you crazy!"

"It's more than one, but it seems that there is only one that can fight... I don't know. My father and I took someone to the hospital as soon as I came back. I am still guarding the hospital gate," Da Pao said, "I I wanted to tell you yesterday, but I was afraid that you would come back if you were in a hurry in the middle of the night..."

"My dad was beaten into the hospital!" Jiang Kuo yelled with a suppressed voice, "I should go back! Fuck you, you won't tell me?"

"Fuck you! You're still there!" Da Pao also yelled, "If you're coming back, if she has any ideas, don't she have to worry about it!"

"I won't let her know," Jiang Kuo took a breath to calm himself down, "I'll have lunch with her at noon and go back in the afternoon."

"The situation is stable now, Mr. Jiang is fine, you know," Da Pao said, "We are on guard, and the police have also come. After all, he is the pillar of the local economy, and he will focus on protection..."

"That's my dad." Jiang Kuo said.

"I didn't let you come back," Da Pao said, "I told you not to go racing when you come back!"

"...Understood." Jiang Kuo said.

"Let Duan Feifan come with you," Da Pao said, "I'm still worried."

"He's going to class!" Jiang Kuo raised his voice.

"My god," Da Pao said, "are you embarrassed to say that? He is in class, and I will accompany you back to delay his sleep in class. I don't have a good rest after the opening."

Jiang Kuo paused, amused by Da Pao, leaning against the wall and laughing.

"It's okay, don't worry, it's not why you called Duan Feifan, there are people to take care of you on the way." Da Pao said.

"Yes, I see." Jiang Kuo hung up the phone.

Duan Feifei looked at him: "President Jiang is injured?"

"Well," Jiang Kuo nodded, and put the phone in his pocket twice but failed to put it in. He threw the phone aside angrily, "Fuck."

"Hey!" Duan Feifan's hand circled in the air twice but did not respond, and the phone fell to the ground.

He went to pick it up and looked at it. The phone case that Jiang Kuo picked when he bought the phone was not bad, and the phone was not broken.

"What's going on?" He put the phone back in Jiang Kuo's pocket.

"Mr. Jiang was beaten when he came out after eating with others, and his head was smashed. He is now in the hospital." Jiang Kuo said.

"Who are you eating with?" Duan Feifei asked.

"Let's talk to the bodyguard." Jiang Kuo felt a little confused in his mind.

"Dining with the bodyguard?" Duan Feifei was a little confused.

"I don't know, Cannon didn't say anything," Jiang Kuo frowned, "I'm going home in the afternoon, but I have to have dinner with Jiang Liao at noon, so I can't let her know about it, and I can't let her see that there is something abnormal about me...but I'm a little worried that I'll reveal my secrets... I can pretend to be another person, but I'm afraid that something will happen to Mr. Jiang..."

"It's okay," Duan Feifei said, "Call Fan Jiabao, with him around, any abnormalities can be wiped out by him."

Jiang Kuo was stunned for a moment and then laughed: "Let him know that he is like this with you, and bring Brother Huayi to fight with you on the spot."

"It just so happened that I haven't thanked him formally yet. He helped a lot before and after the opening." Duan Feifei said.

"Yeah." Jiang Kuo nodded.

"I'll accompany you back." Duan Feifei said.

"Yeah." Jiang Kuo nodded.

"Don't worry, didn't Da Pao say it, it's fine." Duan Feifei said.

Jiang Kuo was silent for a while before he opened his mouth: "It's not a trivial matter, it's not a big deal, you didn't tell me, you didn't mean to tell me at all, you called the cannon back, and you didn't call me..."

"It means that this matter is too small to call you." Duan Feifei said.

"It means that I can't handle things in President Jiang's eyes." Jiang Kuo said.

"Where are you farting?" Duan Feifei said.

"Just let it go." Jiang Kuo said.

"Hey——" Duan Feifei frowned and sniffed, "You really can let it go if you say so? The image of young master Xing Chuiping and Ye Kuo collapsed in an instant..."

Jiang Kuo was stunned, and stared at him in shock: "Your uncle! I didn't let you go!"

Duan Feifei laughed.

"Damn." Jiang Kuo still stared at him, and then laughed after a while, "If you interrupt me, I won't be in the right mood."

"There's nothing wrong with this broken mood," Duan Feifan said, "Just go back and argue with Mr. Jiang face to face and ask him why he didn't tell you."

"...No more." Jiang Kuo clicked his tongue.

"The next time he doesn't tell you anything, don't get emotional and stop talking nonsense." Duan Feifei said.

Jiang Kuo was silent for a while, then sighed forcefully.