The son of the Republic of China dressed as a fake young master of salted fish

On the main road in the luxury residential area of ​​Mid-Levels.

The black Bentley has a fast speed, but it is very stable, and it can be recognized as an old driver at a glance.

Gu Wenyue leaned against the car and yawned.

Really sleepy and hungry.

——I sincerely appreciate Gu Jincheng's driving skills so fast.

In the right rearview mirror outside the car, the Mercedes-Benz of Gu's bodyguard was not too far or close.

If other vehicles cut in, the Mercedes-Benz can also divert immediately and catch up with the Bentley.

Gu Wenyue looked at the Mercedes-Benz with his chin in his hand, and admired softly: "How can the bodyguard follow so well?"

Gu Jincheng glanced at the rearview mirror with his phoenix eyes: "They are professionals."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Jincheng's phone vibrated.

He slowed down and waited for a red light before picking it up.

"Hey?"

Gu Chong asked in a very serious tone: "Jin Cheng, did you take Wen Yue out? That...it's so late, where are you going?"

Gu Jincheng glanced at Young Master Wen Yue who was holding his head in a daze, and said calmly, "There's something wrong."

"what's up?"

Gu Chong sounded a little nervous, and explained, "I mean, what do you have to go out and talk about? It's so troublesome to drive?"

The red light started counting down, Gu Jincheng quickly said: "Dad, wait a moment."

Gu Wenyue was originally wandering in the sky, and he only cheered up when he heard this name, but when he saw him handing over his mobile phone, he instinctively caught it.

Gu Jincheng continued to drive, and said slowly, "Tell Dad."

"Oh." Gu Wenyue raised the phone naturally and asked in a relaxed tone, "Father? What's wrong?"

When Gu Chong heard Gu Wenyue's voice, he felt relieved, and felt that he was quite happy?

"No, I'll ask Jin Cheng where you are going so late."

"what……"

Gu Wenyue looked at Gu Jincheng who was driving clearly, no wonder he was asked to answer by himself, that's how it is.

He was embarrassed to say that he was hungry and wanted to eat, so he said: "I forgot something outside, Brother Jincheng said he sent me to get it."

Gu Jincheng raised his eyebrows, but didn't say a word.

Gu Wenyue chatted a few words with Gu Chong before hanging up, heaved a sigh of relief, put the lock screen of the phone in the middle, and muttered, "Father really is, I guess he thought we were arguing."

After a pause, he muttered again, "Butler Zhang is really too, he has a problem with his eyesight. My happy face is about to go out to eat, what could be a bad thing?"

Gu Wenyue shook his head, but there was a smile on his brows.

——It's always a good thing to be cared about by the elders in the family, it proves that the elders care about it.

Gu Jincheng paid attention to his tone, and gently rubbed his fingers on the steering wheel.

- Are you happy?

Linhai Mansion.

Second master bedroom.

Gu Chong told Steward Zhang the reason of the matter, and after thinking about it, he smiled: "Recently, their brothers are pretty good. We are overthinking. Besides, the two children are so sensible that they won't quarrel."

After he entered the hospital a few days ago, he also felt more and more happy with the family relationship.

The onset of this disease was also an accidental fulfillment of one of his great wishes.

Butler Zhang felt a little strange after hearing this: "Young Master asked Master Wenyue to use his mobile phone to call you?"

"Ah?" Gu Chong heard his rhetorical question and nodded, "Yes."

After speaking, he also realized that something was wrong.

Strictly speaking, Gu Jincheng's personality is a bit lonely, and he is rarely, almost never so close to anyone.

When Gu Chong was told by Steward Zhang, he suddenly remembered the way his son looked at Wen Yue.

How did this relationship become so good all of a sudden?

Gu Chong felt that he was thinking too much, he glanced at Butler Zhang suspiciously, hesitant to speak.

Butler Zhang asked, "What's the matter, master?"

Gu Chong waved his hand: "It's okay, it's okay."

—He wants to observe and observe again.

Zhenfu.

The holy place for crab roe in the heart of Beijing's gourmets.

The bodyguards of the Gu family had already contacted Zhenfu in advance when they set off, and as soon as the car arrived at the VIP parking space, a restaurant experience came to introduce it.

A group of people walked through a special passage, and did not see any other diners.

Gu Wenyue walked beside Gu Jincheng, and asked the manager leading the way where the crabs in the restaurant came from, and what good dishes he could introduce.

The manager lowered his eyes, very respectful, and didn't even look directly at these two imposing figures.

He heard that the younger gentleman was more friendly, and he laughed and talked about the famous crab eighteen in Zhenfu and the annual crab feast in golden autumn.

Gu Wenyue felt his index finger twitch, and he couldn't help sighing: "It's a pity, I didn't know about it long ago."

Gu Jincheng who was beside him said in a deep voice as he walked, "It is scheduled for next two years, two tables for each."

The manager was taken aback for a moment, then he reacted and said to himself, and quickly responded cheerfully: "Okay!"

Unexpectedly, the two tables of crab feasts for the next two years were easily reserved, his eyes immediately became warmer, and he smiled from ear to ear.

Gu Wenyue had some small doubts: Could it be that Gu Jincheng also likes to eat?Or does he need a business banquet?

But at the moment of delicious food, he doesn't bother to think about it.

Go up to the third floor from the VIP staircase.

A couplet was erected outside the box, and words were engraved on the wooden plaque, traced with ultramarine blue paint.

——"Mo Dao Wuxin is afraid of thunder and lightning, and the Sea Dragon King is also rampant."

Gu Wenyue stood in front of the box door and raised his head to appreciate it.

The manager was a little proud, and said with a smile, "This is our boss' calligraphy."

Gu Wenyue nodded: "This face is paired with Pi Rixiu's poem, it's really beautiful, it's magnificent, and it's grand enough."

Gu Jincheng's eyes also glanced at the couplet.

The manager gave a thumbs up, sincerely admired: "You even know Yan Ti and Pi Rixiu, you are really amazing."

Gu Wenyue smiled brightly, and stepped into the box, what kind of power is this?

In the old days, how many of his brothers had to start a competition in front of the door?

Inside Wangjiang box.

The whole floor-to-ceiling windows face the Yunjing River that runs across the capital, and on the other side is the beautiful and prosperous scenery of the southern city.

Because it was eaten by two people, to be precise, Gu Wenyue ate it alone.

He directly troubled the manager to lift the long table to the window, facing Jiang Jing to eat.

This is not too high a request, the manager immediately turned around and went out to ask the waiter to come in, but he heard another taciturn and unsmiling guest say: "No, just let them come."

"They" are referring to the two tall bodyguards of the Gu family.

"Yes Yes Yes."

Hearing the calm tone of the superior, the manager quickly agreed, and started moving the long table with the bodyguards.

He thought to himself:

As for the young gentleman, he is suave, noble but friendly;

The older gentleman is calm and calm, quite calm but in control of the overall situation.

One brother and one brother, see the elder and younger immediately.

After the table was moved, the two bodyguards went outside the box.

Gu Wenyue sat in Song Zhi's official hat chair, looked at the menu book handed over by the manager, and chose crab gold and crab yellow noodles, and crab stuffed orange.

The manager thinks that there are not enough dishes for two people, but he knows how to measure, so he only confirms repeatedly, rather than reminding directly.

Gu Wenyue heard the meaning of his words, and only said: "It's enough for me to eat alone."

Gu Jincheng raised his right wrist, looked at the time, and said to the manager concisely: "Serve first."

The manager then hurriedly withdrew, looking at the two guards outside the door, he really didn't know what the two inside were.

When I was waiting to make arrangements, I heard a waiter tugging at his clothes and asking excitedly, "Manager, who's inside?"

The waiters only know that there are customers who are very particular, and they don't allow too many waiters to receive them. They can't get in close contact with them, so they are very curious.

The manager shook his head: "I don't know."

In fact, he didn't pay much attention to the appearance of the two honored guests, for fear of impoliteness.

Another person looked through the reservation phone book and saw that the surname was Zhang: "There is no rich man named Zhang in the city who can drive a Bentley, right? He also has bodyguards, how rich is he?"

The manager said: "People who can use bodyguards, do they need to report their names when they come to restaurants like ours? Isn't this a sledgehammer? It must be the surname of the bodyguard or assistant."

"Oh, oh." The waiter smiled stupidly, "That's right. But why come to a small place like ours?"

The manager tugged at the skirt of his suit proudly: "Who told us to be the first crab roe restaurant in the capital? This is called the smell of wine is not afraid of deep alleys."

Suddenly a waiter said faintly: "I saw the tall one among them, if I guess correctly, it should be this person."

He took out his phone and showed them the photo on it.

On a large economic forum, a burly man sat on the seat of invited entrepreneurs.

The side profile alone is enough to show his handsome appearance with sharp edges and corners, and his calm and stern temperament.

"Gu...Gu Jincheng from Zhiyuan Group?" The manager was stunned for a moment, matching the person in the photo with the older gentleman just now, and immediately widened his eyes

——Really, the momentum is very close, and the words are not much, obviously the bearing of a person who is in a high position and gives orders all the year round.

The manager pointed to a few people: "Okay, okay, don't gossip about these things. Everyone hurry up and do your own thing."

"Manager, can I... go in and pour tea?" A waiter asked with a smile, "How about letting me go?"

Other waiters are also eager to try.

The manager snorted and said, "They won't let you in, they will call bodyguards. If you don't believe me, try it."

The waiter didn't believe in evil, and he really went, but the bodyguard outside the door stopped him, took away the tray and asked him to leave first.

He could only go back in embarrassment, staring at the box behind his back: Why are rich people showing off their magnanimity? !

Turning a corner in the corridor, he made an excuse to go to the bathroom, took his mobile phone to the outside of the first floor, and called his friend who was a financial reporter.

"Did you know? A rich man came to our restaurant today. You must not guess who it is."

The other party smiled: "You've already said you are a boss, let me guess."

He said several names at once.

The waiter vetoed it all, and finally reminded him mysteriously: "The surname is Gu."

"Ah? Gu? Which Gu?" The other party seemed to hesitate, and asked after a while, "The Gu family, Gu Chong? Gu Jincheng?"

The waiter found very little information on the Internet, so he didn't know who Gu Chong was, so he just said, "By the way, this is Gu Jincheng."

The other party was very interested: "Fuck. Your restaurant is full of splendor. What is he going to do? Eat? No way. It seems that he rarely goes out to eat. It is difficult for us to catch news about his private life."

The waiter sensitively thought that the other party didn't trust him: "Why am I lying to you? I'm right in front of his car. Let me take a photo of you, Bentley. The bodyguard drives a Mercedes."

He returned to the desktop of his mobile phone, found the WeChat account of the other party, clicked to take a photo, and found an angle to take pictures of the license plates of Bentley and Mercedes-Benz.

Not long after, the other party said "digging".

"It's really the Gu family's Bentley, brother Niu. What do they eat? Who are they with? Are they still there? Do you have any other news?"

The waiter squatted in the corner proudly: "With a handsome guy, I couldn't see his face because the bodyguards blocked it. Our little waiter couldn't get in, so we asked the manager to go in a few times, and their own bodyguards did the tea and water later. Not allowed in. The food to eat is..."

He announced the name of the dish.

The other party smiled: "Okay! Brother Xie, I'll treat you to dinner later. I'll come now!"

The waiter asked curiously: "By the way, is this Gu Jincheng really awesome?"

Isn't the "news figure" who can drive financial reporters out at night, more powerful than he imagined?

"The Zhiyuan Group he is taking over now is a large company worth hundreds of billions of dollars, and his family assets are number one on the list of richest people. His father, Gu Chong, has had a heart attack for a long time, and his only uncle has passed away. The other uncles and brothers of the Gu family are no match for him. He's the only one with the money, you know buddy."

The other party seemed to be talking while running, "But it's strange, before Gu Jincheng, no one knew about it at all, like a talented business boss who appeared out of nowhere. Many people want to know about his past, But he doesn't give interviews, it's very mysterious."

The more mysterious things in this world are, the more people want to dig out the stories behind them.

The waiter was stunned for a while, but didn't hear anything else, only caring about the number: "It's amazing. Hundreds of billions? How many zeros?"

The other party smiled: "This is only on the surface. Who knows how much his own assets are. Besides, the Gu family is engaged in infrastructure and energy. Maybe the bus you use to commute to and from work every day and the main road you drive, It's all done by their family. Haha. Okay, I'll drive and you wait for me."

The waiter said excitedly: "Okay, come quickly, I'll find you a high spot to take pictures, and you should be able to take pictures when they leave."

Inside Wangjiang box.

The bodyguard poured tea and left.

Gu Wenyue drank tea, smiled contentedly at the Jiangjing outside, Shi Shiran asked: "Brother Jin Cheng, do you usually do this when you come out by yourself?"

Although it's a meeting of high-class people, can't help being a little cautious?

Gu Jincheng's gaze paused on the tip of his nose like a dragonfly on water, and then moved away, looking at the bustling river scene as well.

"Ah."

What "um"?

The more Gu Wen thought about it, did he have any communication barriers?

No matter what other people say, will you go around the world with the word "um"?

Gu Wenyue picked up the brass kettle and poured tea for him, with a hint of a joke: "Is this a treat for you?"

Gu Jincheng shifted his gaze to his smiling face again, those peach blossom eyes were always curved gracefully into a smile, a bit teasing, but also a bit serious.

"I'll treat."

Gu Wen was more satisfied, put down the teapot, touched his cup with a teacup: "That's great, someone treats you."

This brother Jin Cheng is not bad, he is very coverable.

Gu Jincheng raised his eyebrows, as if he was inexplicably puzzled by his "inexplicable joy", but was inexplicably infected, and even himself felt inexplicably relaxed.

After a short wait, the three dishes came together.

The crab noodles and side dishes are very good, and it is worthy of being the number one restaurant in the city.

The amount of noodles is moderate, just enough for one person to eat without being full.

Gu Jincheng silently admired his slow eating movements.

Gu Wenyue took a sip, smiled with satisfaction, and said happily, "It's better that Mr. Cao said, 'The grandson of a gluttonous king should have wine, but the son of a rampant man has no intestines'. I like crabs."

A heartless young man who runs amok, sounds like he will have no worries for the rest of his life, he can live comfortably and freely, and it doesn't matter if he is eaten by others, as long as he is happy for the rest of his life.

Gu Jincheng put down his teacup and asked, "Which Mr. Cao?"

Gu Wenyue laughed, and said in a strangely friendly tone, "Xueqin."

"cough."

It was only then that Gu Jincheng realized that he was talking about Cao Xueqin, the author of "A Dream of Red Mansions", so he quickly picked up the teapot and poured tea to ease the embarrassment.

Gu Wenyue didn't care at all. He ate the noodles with his eyes down, and then drank some water after swallowing them. He changed the subject and said, "Brother Jin Cheng, do you have time to chat with Wen Jun these days? I saw his mother came the day before." Afterwards, others were not very happy."

People who are lively on weekdays suddenly become quiet, and when something goes wrong, there must be a demon.

When Gu Jincheng heard him call Brother Jincheng, it was very natural and logical, just like the real thing.

He has listened to it for several days, and tonight seems to be the most pleasing and intimate one.

"Why don't you talk to him?"

"Me?" Gu Wenyue smiled, "We've only known each other for a few days? He must not be willing to tell me about his personal affairs."

Seeing that Gu Jincheng's teacup was always empty, he switched the chopsticks to his left hand to carry the brass teapot.

"I'll do it." Gu Jincheng picked up the teapot first.

He didn't think so, his cousin's attitude towards him seemed to change very quickly, within a few days he called "Brother Wenyue" and "Brother Wenyue" affectionately.

"Look at him, ask him, he may not be happy to say."

Gu Wenyue nodded: "That's the reason."

After all, he is a 17-year-old boy, and besides, it is a matter between mother and child. He doesn't take the initiative to mention it himself, and it is difficult for others to ask directly no matter how close he is.

Seeing him eating noodles, Gu Jincheng was more delicious than the meal at home.

——Obviously the food cooked by the cook at home was not to my liking.

Not to my liking.

Gu Jincheng's eyes fixed on the constantly changing outer wall of a building on the other side of the river, and suddenly remembered what Gu Wenyue said to himself on the first night when he just returned home last week.

There is a sentence that is a bit harsh when I think about it now.

——"When my father recovers from his illness, I will leave, and I won't bother you for a long time."

For no reason, Gu Jincheng's brows furrowed, and the end of his eyes glanced at the person who was like a glutton.

He tilted his head slightly, inserted two fingers into the neckline of his shirt, pulled it out slightly, and loosened the neckline, but still felt a little restrained, so he simply unbuttoned the first button.

He rarely loosened his buttons when he was outside, and this seemed to be the first time.

The two were silent. Seeing that he seemed to be eating noodles faster, Gu Jincheng asked, "What's the matter? Is there anything else to do when we go back?"

Gu Wenyue raised his eyebrows and smiled at him: "I have to go back early, the narcissus at home has to go to bed early."

"Huh?" Gu Jincheng had never tended flowers and plants before, so naturally he didn't understand, not to mention that he said it very peculiarly, "Narcissus? How do you sleep?"

Gu Wenyue explained in detail with great interest: "You have to rinse the roots at night and remove the water. Otherwise, if you soak in water at night, the branches and leaves will easily grow. In the end, the flowers will not bloom, and only a pot of green leafy vegetables will be left."

After speaking, he shook his head and smiled lightly, and continued to eat.

Gu Jincheng turned the water glass in his hand, caressing the lines on the outside of the quilt

——He has seen the pot of narcissus, and seen a faint shadow in the distance.

He turned his head to look at Gu Wenyue's slightly thin shoulders, just as the sweater he was wearing fell down, he raised his hand and pulled it.

Gu Wenyue put his left hand on it and tugged casually.

When doing this movement, neither of them said a word, the movements were very natural, and the atmosphere was too harmonious.

After sweeping away the three things in front of him, Gu Wenyue smiled while holding his mobile phone: "How can I really let Brother Jincheng treat you, you didn't eat anything, just drank two cups of tea."

From his words, Gu Jincheng seemed to feel a clear sense of "drawing the boundaries".

He said lightly: "The bodyguard will pay the bill, you don't have to worry about it."

He stood up, his voice a little indifferent: "Let's go."

Facing the beautiful river view and night, Gu Wenyue stretched his waist, and walked lazily to keep up.

He thought about eating someone else's meal, so he took two steps forward and asked tentatively, "Brother Jin Cheng?"

Gu Jincheng turned to look at him: "Huh?"

Gu Wenyue asked directly: "Next time I invite you? Do you choose a place?"

In fact, Gu Jincheng seldom dined out. The most important thing in these years was to eat at home. After all, there was only Gu Chong at home.

The father and son negotiated and dealt with many things at the dinner table.

Sometimes a dinner is like a business dinner.

But he didn't refuse. He lowered his eyes to look at his pair of beautiful and bright peach blossom eyes, and replied, "Well, you can decide the place."

He doesn't care about what to eat, but it seems that eating with Gu Wenyue should be very relaxing.

Gu Wenyue nodded: "OK."

Turning around, he asked Ding Hai to look for him.

Thinking of Ding Hai, Gu Wenyue thought of his grandma twisting her foot.

After getting into the car, he took out his mobile phone and called Ding Hai.

He doesn't like to use WeChat, and it takes time to wait for news out of thin air.

Anyway, knowing that Ding Hai was still awake, it was appropriate to make a call.

Ding Hai answered very quickly: "Brother? Is it ready? Is it delicious?"

Gu Wenyue glanced at Gu Jincheng who started the car, and smiled: "It's not bad, it's delicious. The river view is good."

Gu Jincheng drove the car out, knowing that he was talking to the assistant.

Gu Wenyue asked about Grandma Ding Hai's situation, and made sure that he would come to Gu's mansion tomorrow to pick him up to participate in "The Brain Is a Good Thing".

"I'll go by myself, don't pick me up. You take care of your grandma?"

Ding Haidao: "How can it work? I'm not just a driver for you, I'm also your assistant manager. I made an agreement with the neighbor aunt to help take care of my grandma for a day. She is kind and has already agreed .”

Gu Wenyue frowned: "Shall I find you an aunt to take care of you at home?"

"Ah?" Ding Hai didn't respond.

Gu Wenyue told him to wait, looked at Gu Jincheng and said, "Brother Jincheng, can the aunt at home send one out? Go to the Fourth Ring Road. My assistant grandma has a leg injury, and there is no one to take care of her at home."

Gu Jincheng nodded: "Yes. Let Butler Zhang arrange it when we go back."

Gu Wenyue said something to Ding Hai.

Ding Hai didn't hesitate, and readily accepted. After all, the neighbor's aunt is not too young and has to bring a four-year-old grandson, which is really troublesome.

"Brother, thank you so much!"

Gu Wenyue laughed: "I didn't do anything."

Just using his mouth to send people, "Okay, see you tomorrow. Say hello to grandma for me."

After a pause, he added with a smile, "Brother Jin Cheng from my family also greets grandma."

Ding Hai was flattered: "Hey, thank you bro!"

Gu Jincheng raised his eyebrows and smiled unconsciously.

——It was just a few witty words, but he felt comfortable and relaxed all over.

After hanging up the phone, Gu Wenyue started yawning one after another.

Gu Jin said sincerely, it wasn't his narcissus that was going to water, it was he who had to cover himself.

Those who fall asleep at 09:30 will indeed feel sleepy at this point.

Maybe it's because I'm full, or the car is driving really smoothly, or the temperature inside the car is too comfortable...

In short, Gu Wenyue fell asleep not long after hanging up the phone.

Gu Jincheng's car drove slower and slower.

He didn't even notice that when he stopped at the traffic light, he would involuntarily turn his face to look at his sleeping face quietly.

Afterwards, they passed a total of [-] traffic lights,

On average, it takes 45 seconds to stop at each traffic light.

He stared at him for 630 seconds,

more than 10 minutes.