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

Gu Wenyue and Ding Hai entered Feiyue Media, "signed and pledged", and the artist studio was officially established.

Zhu Qiang, the boss of Feiyue Media, allocated an independent office for Gu Wenyue, and originally planned to assign several employees to him.

Gu Wenyue refused face to face on the grounds that he might not be able to support anyone.

Zhu Qiang didn't say anything, he only said to let him think of the best in everything, to manage well with his qualifications, and the future is limitless and so on.

The employees listening to the news outside the door immediately spread these words.

The company's various WeChat groups were talking about it at the same time.

"It's unbelievable. Mr. Zhu actually arranged for Gu Wenyue to go there himself, but he still didn't want it. Is he... not in a good mind?"

"You tell me, who did President Zhu do this for the sake of face? Is it Gu Wenyue's turn to open an artist studio?"

"Don't you know? I heard that Gu Wenyue's studio contract is very powerful. If an artist is signed, the company doesn't care."

"Zhu Papi has now suddenly become a living Bodhisattva?"

"But Gu Wenyue doesn't have good resources. He doesn't even consider the past programs and scripts. Is this...is it a resource guy or not? I'm confused."

"Ding Hai himself said that he goes to bed at nine o'clock every day and sleeps until ten o'clock the next day to ensure at least [-] hours of sleep. He is still drinking traditional Chinese medicine and tonic soup. Maybe his health is not good?"

"No wonder I just heard Gu Wenyue himself tell Mr. Zhu that he is afraid that he will not be able to support anyone, so he does not want anyone for the time being. It is very likely that he really cannot support him."

"I understand, this is not a resource cafe, this is a pension cafe"

"Hhhhhh are you going to laugh at me to death? Elderly coffee! Absolutely"

Apart from the internal information of Feiyue Media, the artists who were filming outside soon knew that the company had set up a studio for a little-known artist.

Qin Fang, who was in the production crew, was especially stunned, and asked Jia Yue: "Are you deaf and misheard? Why should he?"

Jia Yue quickly comforted him: "How do I know this? Anyway, Mr. Zhu made such a decision, it must have something to do with it. Anyone with a discerning eye knows this."

"Forget it, brother Fang, don't talk to him. He's a resourceful man, we can't play with him."

Qin Fang was so angry that he threw the mineral water in his hand on the ground, splashing everywhere.

"Fart, what kind of resource guy is he? Is there such a rubbish resource guy?"

Serious resource guys are all familiar with big productions, or they directly play the leading role in a movie directed by a big director, or even let a big star play the leading role. Appeared in the most popular variety show.

Can a person like Gu Wenyue, who disappears every day or so, be considered a resourceful man?

Qin Fang frowned, and thought for a long time: "You make him a hot search. Isn't he going to become famous? First send him to the hot search. Let's congratulate him on opening a studio."

Jia Yue thought Qin Fang was being stimulated, why did he target Gu Wenyue so much?

However, it is true that Qin Fang didn't take advantage of these confrontations. Last time, he managed to make a good appearance. As a result, Gu Wenyue got out of the circle directly with a ribbon blindfold, and his fans skyrocketed.

Jia Yue contacted Gu Zhengyuan, the big broker, to know the situation of the company.

He comforted Qin Fang again: "Brother Gu is ready to see his jokes. In these years, none of the artists who are highly praised can become popular. This is the law of the devil, and Gu Wenyue cannot be an exception. Brother Fang, don't worry about it."

Qin Fang ignored him: "Hurry up and buy Hot Search!"

Gu Wenyue was on his way home to sleep, drowsy, when he heard Ding Hai startled and said: "Brother, we opened an artist studio, it's on the hot search, this... only a few dozen comments can be on the top ?”

Ding Hai was speechless, it was obvious that someone bought it.

He hurriedly asked about the company's promotion, saying that he didn't buy it, and he didn't disclose it at all.

"Brother, wake up, someone is blackmailing us."

Below the Weibo where the first message was posted, there were also questions from passers-by.

"Crazy, how come this is the eighth most searched?"

"Is Gu Wenyue crazy? Thinking that the trending search was started by his family? This is also going to be listed"

"Damn it, he's really a resource guy, set up a studio?"

"Establish a studio and announce it to the world? I despise this kind of resource guy the most"

Gu Wenyue yawned: "How dark?"

Lack of interest.

Ding Hai silently said two latest comments: "It is said that you rely on resources to set up a studio, and you also say that we buy trending searches by ourselves."

Gu Wenyue hugged the soft little pillow in his arms, and said in a daze, "Then why don't we pay back the money? How many popular searches?"

Ding Haidao: "According to the situation of retweets and likes, it is less than tens of thousands."

Gu Wen was so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open: "If someone buys it for me often, at least hundreds of thousands will be saved a month?"

Ding Hai: ...You are really good at arithmetic!Is this how it works? !

Gu Wenyue lifted his eyelids and looked at him, seeing that he frowned angrily: "Then do you have any good ways to clarify?"

Ding Hai thought for a while: "No."

The news is out, there is no way to wash it out, and most importantly, the news is true.

Hastily!

Gu Wenyue patted his arm to comfort him: "Since you're here, you'll be safe. You'll be the boss from now on, so you have to calm down."

Ding Hai was stunned: "Isn't it you?"

"I'm named, and you are the boss." Gu Wenyue smiled, looking as if he had nothing to do with himself, "Boss Ding, you have to be steady, you know?"

Ding Hai was furious: "Hmph! Let them spend their money. As long as we become stronger, we will not care about the enemy's wanton attacks and gossip!"

Gu Wenyue patted his palm on his thigh: "Boss Ding is a great man if he has a strategic plan."

Ding Boss Hai: ... whose studio is it?

until night.

Gu Jincheng temporarily needed to go out to participate in an event organized by a chamber of commerce, so he couldn't go home for dinner.

Gu Wenjun went home honestly, and Gu Wenyue accompanied Gu Chong to dinner, and chatted about returning to his home after a while.

After dinner, Gu Wenyue and Gu Chong set up a father-son situation.

When he was about to go back to his room after playing chess, Gu Wenyue asked his servant to find a pair of nail clippers.

He doesn't like his nails being too long and wants them to be rounded.

It happened that Cui Ying was in the living room, she said: "Second Young Master, go upstairs first, I'll get the nail clippers. Soak your nails in hot water for a while."

Gu Wenyue smiled at her, seeing her curved thin eyebrows became more and more lovely.

He slowly went upstairs to his room, went to the bathroom to soak his nails in hot water for a while, and when he came out, Cui Ying happened to enter the door with nail clippers.

"Second Young Master, let me fix it for you." Cui Ying came in with a nail clipper.

Gu Wenyue said: "Well, fine."

He is sitting on the sofa.

Cui Ying pushed the sofa stool with feet closer, and after sitting down, held up the fingers of the second young master.

She smiled and said, "Second Young Master, your hands are really pretty."

The joints are very well-proportioned, the skin is white, and the nails are ruddy. At first glance, it looks like the hands of a young master whose fingers do not touch the spring water.

Gu Wenyue simply lay down on the sofa, glanced at these hands, they were indeed good.

Cui Ying took out the tools from the small box: "I repaired it for you, if it hurts, please tell me."

Gu Wenyue has nothing to worry about about little Cuiying, this little girl is simple-minded, and she is very careful and thoughtful in doing things. "Just a little bit shorter."

The sofa was very soft, Gu Wenyue stretched out his hand, and asked softly: "Little Cuiying, when did the young master say you will be home?"

"The second young master doesn't know?" Cui Ying lowered her head and cut off part of her nails. "Butler Zhang didn't say so, I don't know."

When Gu Wenyue heard this, he said with great interest, "I don't know what it is called?"

With his eyelids half closed, he raised his thin lips, and asked with a slight smile, "It sounds like I should know?"

Cui Ying thought about it seriously, and replied solemnly: "Because the eldest young master has a good relationship with the second young master."

"I've never seen the eldest young master treat others so well, neither the master nor the third young master."

"Really?" Gu Wenyue rested one leg on the armrest, and heard the sound of grinding his nails in his ears, "Your young master has a cold face and a warm heart, if you don't believe me, next time you ask him to do something, he will definitely do it. "

Cui Ying was stunned for a moment, and said in a low voice: "That's not true. How could our servants ask the young master to do things. If we have something to do, we can just ask the butler Zhang. It is against the rules to ask the young master."

Gu Wenyue closed his eyes and smiled, curious: "Could it be that there are so many servants in the family, and they never take the initiative to talk to the young master?"

"Yeah." Cui Ying recalled carefully, "Before Second Young Master, you went home to live, I have never seen Eldest Young Master talk so much. And..."

"And what?" Gu Wenyue opened his eyes and turned to look at her, "Speak."

Cui Ying's voice was softer: "And the first young master doesn't talk to us without beginning and end, which is always confusing. It's not like talking to the second young master, and he occasionally laughs. I rarely see him laugh."

Gu Wenyue thought that "and" was followed by something important, but that's it?

He sighed and continued to lie on his back: "Then you are afraid of him?"

"I'm afraid." Cui Ying said naturally, "How can our servants not be afraid of him? The third young master is afraid of the eldest young master. I think sometimes the master also..."

Gu Wenyue really laughed this time. "You have good observation skills."

——Gu Chong was indeed a little "fear" of Gu Jincheng, not the fear and reverence of the servants and Gu Wenjun, but a subtle fear of "worried that his son would be unhappy".

Thinking about Gu Jincheng's 18 years of miserable life outside, he was finally found back home, and after returning home, Gu's mother died early, Gu Chong's psychology should be more guilt than anything else.

Cui Ying polished the nails of one hand until they were round, and then wiped them with a warm towel.

"But it's all right now. The second young master is at home, and the eldest young master has become much gentler."

Gu Wenyue sighed: "It has nothing to do with me."

Cui Ying had to repair the other hand, she said: "Second young master, do you get up and lie down on the other side?"

Gu Wenyue was lying comfortably just now, but he really had to switch sides, otherwise it would be inconvenient.

He propped himself up on the sofa.

Cui Ying also got up to help him.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk."

"Wen Yue?"

"Brother?" Gu Wenyue just sat down, "Come in."

Cui Ying stood up straight and lowered her eyes: "Hi, young master."

Facing Gu Jincheng's footsteps approaching, Gu Wenyue seemed to smell a faint smell of alcohol.

He turned his head and looked over: "Brother, did you drink tonight?"

Gu Jincheng's expression was nothing, it was the same as before.

He slanted his hands in the pockets of his suit pants, unbuttoned a piece of his shirt collar rarely, and rolled his sleeves around his forearms, revealing the neat lines of his arms.

"Hmm." Gu Jincheng looked at the sofa and coffee table.

There is a small stool next to the sofa, and a pile of odds and ends on the coffee table.

Gu Jincheng asked in a deep voice, "What are you doing?"

Cui Ying replied cautiously: "Eldest Young Master, I am manicuring Second Young Master's nails, and I just finished manicuring one hand."

Following her words, Gu Jincheng's gaze moved to Gu Wenyue's fingertips.

Gu Wenyue was about to speak, but he heard him say: "You go out."

Cui Ying nodded and quickly withdrew.

Gu Wenyue leaned back on the sofa comfortably, with one arm draped casually on the back of the sofa, and smiled flirtatiously with his head up: "Brother, why are you driving away little Cuiying? Are you giving me a manicure?"

He raised his left hand and shook it in front of him, "My hand hasn't been repaired yet."

Unexpectedly, the tall man walked forward slowly, kicked the sofa stool slightly away, sat down after picking up his suit pants, and said to the young man on the sofa, "Give me your hand."

"Ah?" Gu Wenyue was taken aback for a moment, then shook his hand twice in front of his eyes, "Brother, did you drink too much?"

He moved closer and sniffed his neck, "It's okay, the smell of wine is not strong."

Gu Jincheng held down his shoulder, pushed him back, and held his left wrist: "Don't worry, I won't hurt your fingers."

When Gu Wenyue's fingers were held by him, he felt some strength.

He didn't move, just said: "Then you slow down and shorten it a little bit, it doesn't have to be cut."

Just after finishing speaking, Gu Jincheng raised his leg, stepped on the sofa with one foot, and put his hand on his own leg, in a rather domineering posture.

Gu Wenyue couldn't help laughing, leaned back in a relaxed posture, and looked down at him holding the nail clippers.

His hands landed on his black suit pants, which appeared to be black and white, and his round fingertips moved on his legs, dancing a few times like playing a piano.

Gu Jincheng lowered his face and said in a deep voice, "Don't move."

Gu Wenyue couldn't help scratching his leg, and was teasing him, but he pressed the back of his hand hard, and his palm was hot.

He was stunned subconsciously, and instinctively looked at him.

But Gu Jincheng had already grasped his fingertips, holding the nail clippers in his left hand and began to cut them slowly.

Looking at it from Gu Wenyue's point of view, he frowned with thick eyebrows, his expression was serious, and he was more careful than Cui Ying's actions just now.

He was a little stunned, unable to say a word.

After finishing one, Gu Jincheng pinched his other finger.

Gu Wenyue whispered unnaturally: "Besides my mother, this is the first time anyone has trimmed my nails."

After a pause, "Oh, we have to get rid of the servants."

He was talking about things from his previous life.

"Ah."

After trimming one finger, Gu Jincheng lightly wiped the nail with the ball of his thumb to make sure it was smooth.

Gu Wenyue only felt numbness at the fingertips, but he didn't know if it was because he rubbed it or what.

He twitched violently.

Gu Jincheng was startled, held his palm, raised his phoenix eyes and stared at him: "Don't move around."

"What if I'm hurt?"

Gu Wenyue looked away from his resolute and stern face, and muttered, "I'll cut it myself."

"It will be fine soon." Gu Jincheng tugged at his arm, continued to put his jade-like hands on his knees, and practiced slowly.

There is a very small mole on the tiger's mouth of Gu Wenyue's left hand, light brown with red, if it is not for fair skin, it may not be visible at a glance, except for the small mole, the hand is really flawless.

Gu Jincheng's thumb lightly passed by.

Gu Wenyue felt like sitting on pins and needles for the first time, being too close to him, seeing him manicure his nails so carefully, his skin felt a little hot.

He coughed lightly, trying to find a topic, pondered for a few seconds and asked, "Brother, have you visited your father?"

Gu Jincheng trimmed the last nails short, put down the nail clippers and took another tool for him to sharpen gently: "I've already laid down."

While grinding his nails, he rubbed his fingertips in different ways.

Gu Wenyue felt a little uncomfortable, his arms were stiff.

He couldn't tell whether it was the sensitivity of his fingertips, or the strange feeling caused by the strength of Gu Jincheng's rubbing or the temperature of his fingertips.

He hastily withdrew his hand, and took away the tools in Gu Jincheng's hand, leaned back on the sofa, and sharpened it for himself.

Only then did Gu Jincheng retract his legs, and brushed off the hem of his suit trousers. His phoenix eyes watched him manicure his nails. His round fingertips were pink and white, but his face lost the relaxed and relaxed look just now.

"What's the matter? What's making you unhappy?"

Gu Wenyue seemed relaxed and said: "What can I be unhappy about? I eat and sleep all day long, and eat when I wake up."

In fact, he also couldn't figure out how the slight electrical sensation at the nerve endings just now came from.

——It was so strange that he was confused.

"Well, then I'm going back to my room."

As Gu Jincheng said, he stood up, gave him a condescending look, and then glanced at the two pots of narcissus on the desk inside.

He didn't say anything, just walked out.

Gu Wenyue threw away the nail-grinding knife, "Hey——"

He stood up from the sofa, "Brother, can you take the daffodils together?"

Gu Jincheng turned towards the door, with a faint smile on his thin lips.

He turned slightly to look at his face, and asked softly, "Will you send me there?"

"Help me see, where is it suitable?"

"……Oh."

Gu Wenyue was a little hesitant, but he still went to the desk to fetch daffodils.

The two walked out of the room one after the other, and walked slowly along the corridor in silence.

It was the first time for Gu Wenyue to step up the stairs, not to mention Gu Jincheng's room, he had never even been to the fourth floor.

The fourth floor is almost all Gu Jincheng's site. Needless to say, there is a huge bedroom, a large study next to it, a multifunctional gym facing the garden, a large cloakroom and a living room in the bedroom.

Gu Wenyue followed him to the door of the bedroom, staring at the double handle, and asked, "Is it convenient for me to go in?"

Gu Jincheng pushed the door open, stood aside, and raised his hand inward: "Please come in."

Gu Wenyue smiled lightly, and entered the room with a narcissus in his hands, and saw books everywhere, many of which were directly covered on the table, coffee table, and sofa wherever they were opened.

For the first time, he discovered that the eldest brother of the Gu family is such a person who loves reading.

In a very conspicuous position, there is a simple black cabinet with a Tang knife that Gu Wenyue has seen on it.

He remembered that when Gu Jincheng manicured his nails just now, it seemed that there were calluses on some parts of his hands, like the marks left by holding a knife.

He walked into the living room, put the narcissus on the coffee table, and bent over to look at the randomly placed book, which was a biography in English.

——A world-renowned American politician and president.

"Interested?" Gu Jincheng slowly unbuttoned his vest with one hand, casually took it off and put it on the back of the sofa, his burly figure is more intuitive.

Gu Wenyue maintained a stooped posture, slightly raised his eyes to look at him: "Can you lend me a look?"

Gu Jincheng said: "Take whatever you want."

He turned his head and gestured to the other side, "The bookshelf is over there, you can see if there is anything you like."

"Okay." Gu Wenyue did not refuse, picked up the English biography on the coffee table, and walked lightly to the other side.

Just passing by, I was overwhelmed by the whole stack of bookshelves.

It is full of books, like a small bookstore.

Gu Jincheng turned on the lamp next to the bookshelf.

Book titles are clearer.

There are many biographies, from military to political, business, and historical circles, and there are even various art of war in the corner.

Gu Wenyue raised his head to look carefully, and asked in amazement, "You've seen it all?"

"Ah."

Gu Wenyue felt that the voice was behind him, very close, and he felt a warmth on his back.

He turned around instinctively, and saw his body close in front of him, and his eyes fell on his indifferent brows, and he was taken aback for a moment.

The people behind him brushed past him and reached out to take down a book.

Gu Jincheng handed the book in front of him: "The one in your hand is a series, are you interested in reading it?"

Gu Wenyue took the book just now, took a step back, and shook his head with a smile: "Let's read the book first. You know, I'm lazy. It may take a long time to read."

"Okay." Gu Jincheng put the book back.

Gu Wenyue pointed to the door, and said in a rare tone of haste: "I have a variety show tomorrow, so I'm going to sleep!"

"Brother, rest early."

"Ah."

After Gu Jincheng finished speaking, he saw him leaving his bedroom in a hurry.

--what happened?

Gu Wenyue himself didn't know what was wrong with him, but for the first time after returning to the room, he felt sleepless, and unconsciously glanced at the sofa.

It seemed that Gu Jincheng was lifting one of his legs like a sword just now, manicuring his nails in a calm and domineering manner.

——That appearance has a kind of rough masculine temperament, but it is also strangely delicate and warm?

And he used three points of strength to wipe his fingertips...

Gu Wenyue raised his hand, looked around, felt that he was better than little Cuiying for no reason.

Clean, neat and round.

He blew on his fingers, moved his eyes to the book on the bedside, picked it up and flipped through it, and began to feel a little sleepy.

Thinking about the bookshelf in Gu's elder brother's bedroom, he thought in a daze that he really wasn't suitable to stay in Gu's.

The father and son of the Gu family are clearly positive and hard-working people, and the elder brother of the Gu family is even more ambitious and ambitious.

He is like a salted fish, and his temperament is quite incompatible with these two.

The phone on the cabinet vibrated.

Gu Wenyue took it over, it was a WeChat message from Shen Yuexin.

Shen: [Wen Yue, I have good news for you!Tomorrow I will be a flying guest in your variety show! 】

The more Gu Wen frowned, Shen Yuexin actually wanted to participate in "The Brain Is a Good Thing"?Why can't you think about it so much.

【Are you sure? 】

Shen: [Sure, my agent said that the show couldn't find anyone, and asked me if I would like to go. I think you are here, aren't you?I just want to play.Anyway, there just happened to be a schedule. 】

Gu Wenyue: [I'm very honored. 】

Shen: [I just happened to get you tickets for the Huangmei Opera, see you tomorrow! 】

Gu Wenyue: [Thank you, see you tomorrow]

When he locked the screen, he thought, if Shen Yuexin really participated in "The Brain Is a Good Thing" because of him, then he really is

—The crime is serious.