San Fu

When dealing with an old fox like Mr. Jiang, you can't practice Tai Chi, don't go around in circles, don't hint, or he can turn around and make you forget what you were doing in the first place.

It has to be straightforward, clear and straightforward, so straightforward that he has no chance to hide.

...Of course, apart from this communication method, Jiang Kuo doesn't know much about other communication methods. He can say what he wants to say, and he can say what he wants. In the world his parents gave him, he has no need "Euphemistic" reason.

This is what Duan Feifei said "as it should be".

Jiang Kuo looked at Mr. Jiang, and suddenly thanked him very much.

"Was it by surprise?" Jiang Kuo said, "You already knew I would look for you. After I walked away yesterday, I couldn't believe that traitor Duan Feifei didn't get along with you."

Mr. Jiang laughed, and when he was about to speak, Aunt Liu knocked on the study door.

"Come in." President Jiang said.

Aunt Liu came over with his special tea set for rock tea, and Jiang Kuo took it and put it away naturally, and then remembered that Mr. Jiang had said before that the most filial thing he had done was to help him make tea.

Gee.

It's miserable.

Jiang Kuo took the pot from Boss Jiang's hand and put it on the tea stove to burn it.

After Aunt Liu went out, he took another look at Mr. Jiang.

"I can't say I know," Mr. Jiang said, "I guessed it, and hinted at Duan Feifan..."

"How did you hint?" Jiang Kuo asked immediately.

"I can't remember, anyway, you may not be able to give hints to your eyes if you throw it at you," Mr. Jiang said, "This kid's brain is quite fast. I guess he was panicking, but he was able to find words to deal with it."

"Is it satisfying to abuse children?" Jiang Kuo slowly pulled the tea leaves onto the tea table.

"How do you talk?" Mr. Jiang laughed.

"It seems quite pleasant," Jiang Kuo clicked his tongue, looking at the steaming pot on the tea stove, "Since you know, and Duan Feifan also admitted it, that's all it is, what do you need? Did I explain it?"

"No." President Jiang said.

Jiang Kuo didn't speak, but raised his eyebrows.

"If you want to talk," Mr. Jiang said again, "Of course I'd like to listen."

"I don't want to." Jiang Kuo said.This time it was Mr. Jiang's turn to raise his eyebrows: "Aren't you a bit late for your rebellious period?"

"My rebellious period has never passed." Jiang Kuo said.

"Then how long have you two been together?" Mr. Jiang asked, "Can you tell me this?"

"It's New Year's Eve," Jiang Kuo said, "When they come to play."

"Oh." President Jiang nodded.

"Does my mother know?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"Now that I know it, how can she not know," Mr. Jiang said, "Mother and daughter are very close, they can talk about everything, unlike father and son..."

"Don't make trouble for me." Jiang Kuo said, "Am I treating you badly? Am I not kissing you!"

"Mr. Jiang," Mr. Jiang patted his chest, "touch your conscience."

Jiang Kuo made him laugh and laughed for a long time.

"But I think in the past six months... no, in the past six months, after you go to school," Mr. Jiang said, "I can feel a little bit of your love."

"...It sounds a bit miserable." Jiang Kuo said.

"It was miserable at first," Mr. Jiang said, "so I just listen to your affairs. If I know it, I have to pretend I don't know it. I don't dare to ask, I can't speak, and I dare not have objections."

"Do you want to object?" Jiang Kuo immediately chased after him, "It's okay, you can object."

"Anyway, you don't care, do you?" Mr. Jiang said.

Jiang Kuo leaned back into the back of the chair, smiled and nodded: "In this regard, you are really my real father."

"I don't object," Mr. Jiang waved his hand, "Even if I object, I won't interfere. There are many problems in a person's life. As long as it's not a matter of the bottom line of principle, it's your own business. I won't care about it." You only know what is good or bad when you hit a snag and stumble."

"Are you scolding me?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"That's not to say, how well my own son is teaching, I can't know it myself." Mr. Jiang said.

"Where's my mother?" Jiang Kuo glanced at him, "Is it the same as you?"

"I don't care, do you think she will?" Mr. Jiang whispered, "Don't you think that my mother and I are the opposite when it comes to being parents? Since you two grew up, I and an old hen Like."

Jiang Kuo smiled and nodded: "It's true."

"I don't care, and she doesn't care. We just hope that you will be serious in everything you do, whether it's in your relationship or your career," Mr. Jiang said, "Responsibility is very important."

"I know." Jiang Kuo said.

"It's especially about opening a store," Mr. Jiang said, "If you open it yourself, I won't say anything. If you mess up, you have a chance to come back. With a partner, you don't play how you want to play. "

"En." Jiang Kuo nodded, took down the boiling water, and began to heat the pot and warm the cup.

Gaiwan, justice cup, teacup...

He didn't make a sound, and Mr. Jiang didn't speak. There were only soft tinkling and water sounds in the study.

"Of course," Mr. Jiang was silent for a while and then added, "I said I don't care. I can help you if you have any needs. I don't really care."

"I don't need to emphasize this," Jiang Kuo poured the tea into the gaiwan and shook it lightly, "If I don't even know this, isn't this son raised for nothing?"

President Jiang smiled.

"Do you think it's a waste of money?" Jiang Kuo opened the gaiwan and smelled the tea, then put the lid back on and continued to shake, "Conspiring with your wild son behind my back." "What nonsense." Mr. Jiang said.

"Just tell me if the two of you meet and call without me, and if you have something to do, you don't go to your son to find Duan Feifei," Jiang Kuo said, "If you want to keep Jiang Lv, you also want to find Duan Feifan."

"Then don't look for him, you go," Mr. Jiang said, "I'll see if you can talk to people ten words a night. Everyone has their own strengths, and there is a division of labor for who does what."

Jiang Kuo clicked his tongue twice, and smelled the tea again.

When he put down the gaiwan and was about to pour water, Mr. Jiang couldn't help it: "Won't you let me sniff it?"

"Haven't you smelled enough drinking all day?" Jiang Kuo handed him the tureen.

"Drinking rock tea without this nose is not considered tea." Mr. Jiang closed his eyes and sniffed it carefully for a while, "You can't even smell the smell."

Jiang Kuo took the tureen and continued to make tea: "So do you think Duan Feifei can handle this for you?" Make this friend." Mr. Jiang said.

"Mr. Jiang," Jiang Kuo said, "Actually, it's not all because of Jiang Lv. Do you want to bring Duan Feifan together?"

President Jiang looked at him and laughed.

"He won't go to your company," Jiang Kuo said, "Don't try too hard."

"Of course I thought so too, but I won't force him if he doesn't want to," Mr. Jiang said, "Duan Feifan is indeed a good kid, but he's just a kid. I won't be unable to find him in such a big company." He does."

Jiang Kuo didn't speak, poured a cup of tea and put it in front of Mr. Jiang.

"But he's different from you," Mr. Jiang said, "You and I can't force him to come. He can really bring it along. You can't always be an online store with a monthly salary of [-] to [-]. Let him run more errands." After all, getting to know more people will always be beneficial in the future."

"You..." Jiang Kuo didn't know what to say, he was a little moved, but he didn't know how to express it.

"It's impossible for me to bother with someone else." Mr. Jiang said.

"Thank you Mr. Jiang." Jiang Kuo said.

"Why are you thanking me?" Mr. Jiang took a sip of his tea, "I didn't take you with me."

"You think, do you think I would like you to take it?" Jiang Kuo said.

"So why are you thanking me?" Mr. Jiang said.

"Which one of us can't chat?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"You," Mr. Jiang said, "Look at what I just said, Duan Feifan would definitely not have answered like that."

"That's nonsense. I'm your own son. Of course I don't think too much about it when I talk to you... OK, I'll call Duan Feifan over now and I'll see how he answers." Jiang Kuo was speechless, and yelled towards the study door , "Duan Feifan!"

"Hey!" Mr. Jiang was taken aback, "What are you doing?"

"Duan Feifan—" Jiang Kuo shouted again.

"Shut up, you." Boss Jiang kicked him.

"I want to open another branch." Jiang Kuo sat down and continued to make tea. "It's in the market in the central district of the city, but if it's there, the investment will not be as large as the old store."

"...Is it so sudden?" Mr. Jiang looked at him, "Are you talking about this again?"

"I just remembered it suddenly," Jiang Kuo said, "You give me some investment."

"Have you lost all your money?" Mr. Jiang asked.

"No, but I don't want to move," Jiang Kuo said, "This shop invites Duan Feifei's father to be the technical guide, and the uncle and his father each take care of it. It can only be 'helping', there must be a store that he has the confidence to speak, and it can share some of the pressure of the online store, and it can also allow my partner to start a business with peace of mind..."

"Give me a request for money report." Mr. Jiang said.

"I'll let Yang Ke write it." Jiang Kuo said.

"Hey," Mr. Jiang said, "now he has a secretary."

There seemed to be no movement upstairs. Aunt Liu, who was standing on the stairs listening to the sound, came down and walked into the tea room: "I just yelled twice."

"What are you shouting for?" Jiang Liao asked.

"Duan Feifan." Aunt Liu said, "Duan Feifan."

"Huh?" Duan Feifei looked at her.

"I called Duan Feifei twice," Aunt Liu said with a smile, "I learned very well, Duan Feifan! Duan Feifei—"

Jiang Liao laughed: "What is he doing?"

"Should I go up?" Duan Feifei was a little worried.

"Don't worry about it," Jiang Liao waved his hand, "Drink tea and snacks."

"... just finished eating." Duan Feifei said.

"Remember next time, save some stomach when you eat, and eat some when you drink tea after the meal. Aunt Liu's dim sum is really good."

"I'll get it for you." Aunt Liu smiled and turned to the kitchen.

"I really don't need to go up?" Duan Feifei confirmed again, thinking that Mr. Jiang said that if Jiang Kuo knew about the private meeting, it would cause "family conflicts", he was a little uneasy.

It would be quite embarrassing if there were real family conflicts.

"He doesn't dare to fight with his father anyway," Aunt Lin said, sitting leisurely on the sofa and combing Benben's hair. "His father is also reluctant to beat him. No matter how big it is, he just yells a few times, smashes a teacup and throws a chair." of."

"...Do you still bring someone who threw things?" Duan Feifan said.

"A major quarrel requires a bit of a fall." Jiang Xiaoxiao smiled.

Duan Feifei took a sip of tea from the cup, and Jiang Liao used the "big deal" very well, which meant that she and Aunt Lin knew what Jiang Kuo was going to talk to Mr. Jiang about.

This is embarrassing nowhere to put it.

"Don't worry," Aunt Lin comforted him. "The family doesn't care about his affairs. If there is a quarrel, it means they are quarreling with each other."

"En." Duan Feifei smiled.

Aunt Liu came over with snacks, and then began to discuss the dishes for tomorrow's treat.

Because it is a treat at home, the dishes have to be prepared first.

"I just want to invite the two of you to stay at home," Aunt Liu said. "You see, I have to be very busy to invite a guest now. In the past two days, I have only delivered food and I don't have time to clean up."

"It's annoying to have too many people in the family," Aunt Lin smiled, "You can direct when the chef comes tomorrow."

"Don't dare, everyone is a chef," Aunt Liu put on her glasses and looked at the menu carefully, "This one was delivered early in the morning, I'm afraid it won't be fresh overnight..."

Duan Feifei took a look at Jiang Li: "Do you not treat guests at home often?"

"Rarely," Jiang Liao said, "this time is to show my sincerity and to be safer."

"I can help with anything." Duan Feifei said.

"Don't worry about it," Aunt Lin said, "Although you are not a guest, but... your work may be similar to that of Jiang Kuo..."

"That's impossible." Duan Feifei said, "Jiang Kuo is the type who can't take care of himself."

Jiang Liao took the lead and laughed very loudly, and several people laughed for a long time.

Jiang Kuo went downstairs after more than an hour, and Duan Feifei was helping Aunt Liu tidy up the dishes in the kitchen.

"Are you finished talking?" Seeing him coming, Duan Feifan quickly asked.

"Yeah." Jiang Kuo glanced at the stairs and nodded.

"How is it?" Duan Feifei asked.

"Suppressed." Jiang Kuo rubbed his stomach.

"Are you angry?" Duan Feifei asked again.

"Drink tea," Jiang Kuo sighed, "Drink enough water...what are you making trouble here?"

"I'm doing work." Duan Feifei said.

"Okay, it's almost done," Aunt Liu waved her hand, "You go out, this is basically enough."

Mr. Jiang didn't go downstairs, and Duan Feifei wasn't sure how the conversation went, but looking at other people, he didn't care that Mr. Jiang didn't come out in the study, which is probably normal.

The guest room has already been packed, and although Duan Feifan's luggage is only a small bag, it has already been placed in the guest room.

When he went back to the house to rest at night, he honestly entered the guest room.

"What?" Jiang Kuo stood at the door of the guest room and looked at him.

"Master," Duan Feifei also looked at him sincerely, "In this extraordinary period, let's suppress our nature."

"No..." Jiang Kuo laughed, "As for what, we are the only ones on the third floor."

"Too much, if you don't talk about this with Mr. Jiang, it won't be too much," Duan Feifei suppressed his voice, "Now that the talk is over, it's so much..."

"Then let's talk..." Jiang Kuo walked into the guest room.

Duan Feifei rushed up and pushed him away: "Go to your water bar and talk, let's go, go to the water..."

Jiang Kuo couldn't help laughing: "What kind of guts are you? Big and small."

"At times like this, you don't have to be big and small, so you just don't have the guts." Duan Feifei pushed and dragged Jiang Kuo to the leisure area next to his bedroom, "Besides, I have tasks tomorrow, so I really need to rest well , I don't want to mess up Mr. Jiang's affairs."

"Hey, okay, okay..." Jiang Kuo threw himself on the sofa, "Pour me something sweet."

Duan Feifei looked at the drinks in the refrigerator: "Milk tea?"

"No tea," Jiang Kuo said, "Lemonade, Auntie Liu should have made a new one."

"Well, yes," Duan Feifei took out lemonade and poured him a glass, "Didn't you talk about it? Why are you still yelling?"

"It's a long story," Jiang Kuo smiled, "But you two conspired behind my back, and Mr. Jiang did it all."

"Boss Jiang can't do it either," Duan Feifei sighed, "But that's good, at least you know that I really haven't had much private communication with him."

"Yeah." Jiang Kuo looked at him.

"Huh?" Duan Feifei tilted his head.

"Mr. Jiang is very kind to you," Jiang Kuo said, "You have to remember."

"That's for sure," Duan Feifei said, "I'll make another copy for you."

"Why?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"He wouldn't be nice to me without you." Duan Feifei said.

"You really can talk." Jiang Kuo smiled, "Mr. Jiang is still accurate in judging people."

Boss Jiang sees that Duan Feifei is accurate, but he doesn't know if Jiang Lv is accurate.

In the afternoon, all preparations were made for the reception at home. Mr. Jiang and his assistant took the driver and Lao Li from the engineering department to pick up Jiang Lv and his colleagues.

Jiang Kuo and Duan Feifei stood at the door. Jiang Kuo must have stayed in his room before on such occasions, and might not show up for dinner, but today he had to stand here with Duan Feifan and smile.

Several of Jiang Lv's colleagues looked familiar to him, but in the end he followed a man he had never seen before.

"Is there someone else I haven't seen before?" He asked Duan Feifan, "I'm not blind, am I?"

"I haven't seen it before." Duan Feifei said as he walked forward to greet him, "Mr. Jiang, Jiang Lu..."

Jiang Kuo didn't move, and was shocked to see Duan Feifei's series of greetings with ease, except for Mr. Jiang and Jiang Lu, Jiang Kuo could also call out. Duan Feifan still remembered Mr. Jiang's assistant, Lao Li and Jiang Lv at least Surnames of more than three colleagues.

Your uncle.

Jiang Kuo kowtowed to him in his heart.

"Who is that..." Duan Feifei asked quickly when he entered the room with Mr. Jiang. The man he had never seen before could not be asked directly without being introduced. After all, Jiang Lv was there for Jiang. In the case of the general case, anyone may be involved in confidentiality.

But he felt he could almost guess it.

This person is not in the same aura as Jiang Lv's colleagues at first glance, and looks much more relaxed.

"Jiang Lv's friend should have a good relationship," Mr. Jiang said in a low voice, "I arrived the day before yesterday. It seems that I came here for two days on a business trip."

"Understood." Duan Feifei also whispered.

understood.

Duan Feifei exchanged glances with Jiang Kuo.

understood.

Although Jiang Kuo didn't recognize his face, this one was quite easy to guess.

This is the man on Jiang Lu's phone.

After entering the room, everyone introduced and greeted each other lively and chaotically, Mr. Jiang looked at Jiang Kuo: "Take Jiang Lu and the others to have a rest, relax, and I'll be there right away."

"En." Jiang Kuo responded.

At this time, he only needs to respond.

Next, Duan Feifan naturally greeted everyone to the entertainment room, and Jiang Kuo just had to follow along throughout the process.

And just listen to them talk.

"Are you leaving tomorrow?" Duan Feifei said, "I've been busy for so long, and I haven't had a good time."

"I've been playing for two days now," Jiang Lu casually pointed his hand back, "My friend came over to play nearby, let's have fun after the case is settled."

"Thank you." Duan Feifei glanced back, just in time to meet the man behind his eyes, "Hello, my name is Duan Feifan, just call me Xiaoduan."

The man nodded to him: "Gu Fei."