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

Early the next morning, Gu Wenyue woke up in a haze.

Perhaps it was because he was sleeping outside, he was a little instinctively unsteady, his eyelids trembled, trying to adapt to the unfamiliar environment.

The fresh air in the mountains can be felt even in the room.

Gu Wenyue reached out to the bedside table to get his mobile phone, saw that it was only seven o'clock, and was about to go back to sleep, but remembered today's Monday.

He is fine, but Gu Jincheng has to go to work.

Gu Wenyue woke up in an instant and was about to get up, but he found that he was completely wrapped in the quilt without a thread on his head.

last night……

Gu Wen was more confused, his snow-white arms hugged the quilt for a while before he realized that he had drunk wine by mistake, and then Gu Jincheng probably carried him back to the room?

But he remembered that when he was in the hot spring, he had a bath towel wrapped around his waist?

The peach blossom eyes are getting bigger and bigger, which is a bit unbelievable.

Gu Wenyue quietly touched his waist and other places under the quilt with his hands, and even stroked his slender legs twice.

Well, there are no bath towels.

Gu Wen looked at the side of the bed fiercely, and only after looking at both sides did he find the bathrobe and bath towel piled up on one side.

So, it was Gu Jincheng who put on the bathrobe for him, and then took off the towel?

Or did he pick it himself?

Gu Wenyue didn't have the slightest impression, and leaned his head on the soft pillow in a daze.

If it was Gu Jincheng, wouldn't it be clear at a glance?

How embarrassing is this?

Suddenly, the voice of a strange villain sounded in his mind: "He did that to you last time, so it's okay to see the light?"

Gu Wenyue frowned, and another voice in his mind retorted: "How can it be the same, last time... the last time I did it doesn't mean I saw it!"

It's fine not to mention it, but now suddenly recalling the situation that day, Gu Wenyue slowly bent his body like a cooked shrimp.

Because he clearly remembered that Gu Jincheng had calluses on his palms...

The stranger continued: "He may treat you like a child, don't think about it, get up quickly and don't stay in bed. Gu Jincheng is still at work."

Gu Wenyue groaned and thumped his arm on the quilt, but his mind was still a little sullen.

Just like the last time when Gu Jincheng helped him with his hands, he felt a little sullen for some reason.

"Wen Yue?"

Suddenly the door was pushed in, and Gu Jincheng's voice came.

"you're awake?"

"Ah!" Gu Wenyue quickly retracted his arms back under the quilt.

A ray of snow-white light flashed past, falling into Gu Jincheng's phoenix eyes.

Seeing him walking to the bed, Gu Wenyue wanted to ask about what happened last night, but he didn't know how to ask, so he simply didn't ask.

Gu Jincheng glanced at the white bath towel and bathrobe next to him, and helped him take out his underwear and put them beside the bed as if he didn't notice.

He stood by the side of the bed and looked down at him: "Can you get up? Or do you want to sleep longer?"

"Yes." Gu Wenyue stretched out a few fingers to grab the underwear, pawing like a kitten's paw.

The skin is too white, even the fingertips are pink, delicate and moist.

Gu Jincheng helped him open his clothes: "Get up, I'll put them on for you."

Gu Wenyue hurriedly grabbed his clothes: "No need."

He didn't dare to look directly into his phoenix eyes, and said in a low voice, "Go out first, and I'll come after I change my clothes and wash up, soon."

Gu Jincheng's eyes fell on his round and fair shoulders, "Yes."

Rubbing his hairy head with the palm, "No rush."

Gu Wenyue heaved a sigh of relief when the tall figure left. Fortunately, Gu Jincheng didn't say anything.

He put on his clothes and pants in one go, washed up and went out.

Before leaving, he took a look at the towel and decided to forget about last night.

In the living room, Gu Jincheng was arranging things with Zheng Ye to go back when he saw a slender figure walking out, stretching his arms and stretching his waist.

He asked Zheng Ye to prepare first, and was about to raise his hand to rub his black and soft hair when he turned a corner and walked towards the dining table.

Gu Jincheng's hand fell to nothing.

He said: "I have asked the housekeeper to deliver breakfast, and it will be here soon."

Gu Wenyue pulled out the chair and sat down, and said relaxedly: "Eat whatever you want. Don't you still have to go to work?"

"Ah."

Gu Wenyue went to get the water glass: "Where are Wen Jun and his classmates? Are there no classes in the morning?"

"It has been sent back."

Gu Jincheng said, pouring water for him and bringing it to his lips.

"Thank you."

Gu Wenyue took the water glass and took a sip of warm water, "Then he is working hard?"

Gu Jincheng saw him drinking water slowly, his cheeks twitched slightly, as cute as a small animal.

"I can sleep in the car, and I brought everything with me yesterday, so I went straight to school."

The housekeeper and the waiters brought the breakfast from the dining cart, which was a combination of Chinese and Western, including Gu Wenyue's favorite thin noodles in clear soup.

Gu Wenyue started to eat noodles after drinking the water, but stopped after several mouthfuls.

"Isn't it delicious?" Gu Jincheng sat opposite him, seeing his brows and eyes frown.

Gu Wenyue suddenly raised his eyes and blinked at him with peach blossom eyes that were as beautiful as goldfish tails: "Is it possible not to drink traditional Chinese medicine today?"

Gu Jincheng smiled lightly, and said while teasing his face: "Steward Zhang confirmed with me early in the morning when you will arrive home, and the Chinese medicine is boiling, waiting for you to drink it when you go back."

"Tsk!"

Gu Wenyue snorted softly, "Since Steward Zhang works so hard, it's unjustifiable not to give him a salary increase!"

Said a little angry.

Gu Jincheng admired his wayward and arrogant appearance, picked up the coffee cup, and instantly felt better.

Before leaving, Gu Wenyue turned his head to look at the hot spring pool in the yard.

In the cold morning of early winter, the warmth is overwhelming, and the surrounding is lush and green, which is really nostalgic.

Gu Jincheng glanced at it, seeing patches of green in his eyes, but a snow-like white appeared in his heart for no reason.

He said softly, "Come back in a few days."

Just as he was about to raise his hand to embrace Gu Wenyue's shoulder, Gu Wenyue turned to the sofa, picked up the original document that was thrown on it, and stuffed it into the pocket of his coat.

Gu Jincheng's arms dropped, feeling a little strange in his heart.

He tilted his head slightly, rubbing his Adam's apple against the collar of his shirt.

When getting into the car, Gu Wenyue noticed that Zheng Ye was asking Gu Jincheng about work.

He looked at the black cars in the front and back, and asked, "Brother Jin Cheng, aren't you going to the company? I'm going home, or we can take the car separately."

Gu Jincheng raised his eyes, frowned almost imperceptibly, and resolutely refused: "No, it's fine to separate when it's almost here."

Gu Wenyue nodded, and said: "Then don't drive, let the driver do it?"

Gu Jincheng thought it would be okay if he could sit closer to him, so he was about to open the rear door of the Bentley when he saw him open the passenger door and sit on it.

His hand was stuck outside the car door, and his fingers were about to open the door.

Zheng Ye stared at him all of a sudden, and instinctively went to see Mr. Gu's reaction.

At this moment, Gu Jincheng said to the driver who was about to get into the car: "You go to the one behind, I'll drive."

The driver naturally obeys orders.

Zheng Ye thought, why are Mr. Gu and Master Wenyue so awkward today?

Gu Jincheng untied the black coat that was draped over his shoulders, threw it on the back seat, and then opened the door of the driver's cab and sat in.

Gu Wenyue was looking down at his phone, and was puzzled when he saw this: "Huh? Aren't you sitting in the back talking to Assistant Zheng?"

"It's about the same."

Gu Jincheng started the car, glanced at him with his phoenix eyes, as if he had been looking at himself, and then he calmed down a little, "It's all right now."

"Oh." Gu Wenyue covered the phone on his lap, "I see that Assistant Zheng has been looking for opportunities to talk to you, and I thought you were busy."

"I'm not busy." Gu Jincheng drove the car out.

In the black Mercedes behind, the driver asked Zheng Ye: "Assistant Zheng? I didn't feel well just now, did I?"

He really didn't know what he was doing wrong.

Zheng Yekuan explained: "Mr. Gu didn't say anything about you, so naturally it's not your business."

He just saw with his own eyes that Mr. Gu's eyes changed a little because of the second young master's small move.

what does this mean?

He didn't dare to think too deeply.

On a Bentley.

Gu Jincheng coughed lightly: "What's the arrangement for today?"

Gu Wenyue said: "Stay with father at home."

He looked at the message from Ding Hai, "This week, the CCTV program said that it was going to be recorded and prepared, and the specific departure time has not yet been announced."

He slightly regretted agreeing, what if the recording difficulty is extremely high?

Coupled with the exhaustion of boats and cars, I feel very tired just thinking about it.

Gu Jincheng looked at the vehicles on the road, and slid his fingers across the neckline: "How long is the show?"

Gu Wenyue responded naturally without raising his head: "Ding Hai said two days is enough, and the round trip adds up to one day, three days at most."

With that said, he actually had to leave home for three days.

Gu Wenyue felt a little bit reluctant in his heart, what exactly was he reluctant to do?

Gu Wenyue didn't think about it carefully. After all, it was the old father at home, that bed, and... Butler Zhang and little Cuiying.

He quietly glanced at Gu Jincheng at the end of his eyes, and remained silent.

"Ah."

Gu Jincheng remembered that he told himself before that he didn't want to work in other places, and it was inconvenient to accompany his father.

Now he is not willing to run so far, and he will not see each other for two or three days.

Gu Jincheng couldn't predict what would happen when he couldn't see him.

——He has gradually gotten used to the days when he can see him every day and listen to him say a few naughty words.It was like this that the string that had been taut in his heart all year round was able to relax for a moment.

Gu Wenyue covered his lips and yawned. It was terrible to wake up early, and he couldn't concentrate, and he felt tired when he turned his head a little.

Gu Jincheng said: "Put the chair down and sleep for a while, and I'll hug you up when the time comes."

"Huh? Aren't you going directly to the company?" Gu Wenyue adjusted the chair back slightly obediently.

"Go home and get something." Gu Jincheng said indifferently.

"Oh." Gu Wenyue lay on his side a little more comfortably, turned around and finally faced the car window, with his back to Gu Jincheng.

Seeing this, Gu Jincheng thought to himself, is there something on his mind?

He also felt that he paid special attention to Gu Wenyue's reaction today, and even because of his subtle reaction, he couldn't control his overthinking.

About 1 minute later, Gu Wenyue turned back. Although he didn't speak, he squinted his eyes to pay attention to the appearance of the driver.

Gu Jincheng curled his thin lips into a smile, raised his hand and rubbed his hair and ears, and the nameless irritability just now disappeared without a trace.

Gu Wenyue didn't know how he got home, how he got into his bed, anyway, it was already noon when he woke up.

He went to the second floor, and Gu Chongdu was ready to have lunch.

Gu Wenyue said apologetically, "Father, I'm so sorry, I fell asleep like this."

Gu Chong said with a smile: "Anyway, if you don't delay your work, it will be better to sleep more to nourish your spirit."

He carefully looked at his adopted son's good complexion, and said with great satisfaction, "You should live at home. After all, there are many servants at home, so they take good care of them."

Together with Butler Zhang, Gu Wenyue supported Gu Chong from left to right to go downstairs.

"Father, after dinner, I'll push you for a walk in the yard?"

"it is good."

Gu Chong thought that it would be good if his adopted son was by his side, spending more time with him would make him happy.

"Yesterday, I was at Hot Spring Villa with Jincheng, did you have a good time?"

What appeared in Gu Wenyue's mind was the image of Gu Jincheng going down to the soup pool last night, his eyes flashed slightly, and he said, "It's okay, I also said that if father is in good health, he can go to play. The air over there is good."

"It's in the mountains after all."

Gu Chongdao, "If you like it, let Jin Cheng take you there again."

Gu Wenyue helped him to sit down, and smiled: "Father, don't you know how busy brother Jin Cheng is? You still asked him to take me there? I don't know how much work he has been delayed."

He took the hot towel brought by his servant, and wiped Gu Chong's hands meticulously, "Yesterday he was still in a meeting with two assistants, and the group should have a lot of things to do. In addition, I still have a lot of things to trouble him, he is too worried gone."

There was so much noise on Weibo yesterday that he even felt a headache after reading it.

Gu Chong took the hot towel and wiped it slowly by himself. He was very relieved to hear that Wen Yue cared about his son.

He nodded at him and said, "If Jincheng is too busy with the affairs of the group and has to give up his weekend break, do you know what that is called?"

"What?" Gu Wenyue asked suspiciously, sat in the chair, and prepared to eat.

Gu Chong said solemnly: "The efficiency is low, the bonus should be deducted."

"puff."

Gu Wenyue quickly explained to Gu Jincheng, "Brother Jincheng is still inefficient? Besides sleeping and eating, he also works all day long. He can be regarded as a conscientious old scalper."

Gu Chong heard the "Old Scalper", and smiled: "It's my company, he should. Just like you are my own, he should also help you."

After a pause, he asked insincerely, "Wen Yue, since you love Jin Cheng so much, why don't you go to the company to help him?"

Gu Wenyue waved his hands quickly, his face changed drastically: "Father, don't talk about these things while eating, it will affect your appetite."

Gu Chong shook his head with a smile, and sighed: "It can be seen that you feel sorry for Jin Cheng, just in your mouth, but not in your heart. Let him know, you should be sad."

Gu Wenyue laughed and blinked: "Don't tell him, will it be enough?"

Gu Chong could not close his mouth from ear to ear.

After lunch, Gu Wenyue went for a walk with Gu Chong, and when he returned to his room, he received a call from Ding Hai, saying that he had changed the time temporarily and got to meet the people from the "Inheritance · Forging" program group in the ancient capital today.

He sat on the sofa with a calm tone: "Oh."

Ding Hai is very strange, it is rare to see him have a feeling of "the fish is on the chopping block, let him do whatever he wants". "Brother Wen Yue? Do you have any objections?"

Gu Wenyue said: "No. Do I have any comments?"

If you don't pick it up, you can pick it up, isn't it just a random program?

Ding Hai was questioned: "I'm afraid you said you don't want to go or something."

"Am I so uncooperative?"

Gu Wenyue asked with a smile, and glanced at Gu Chong, "My father is still waiting to see me appear on CCTV, so he can go out and brag."

When Gu Chong heard this, he smiled and slowly peeled a small orange.

Ding Haidao: "That's fine, I'm booking a ticket now, and Kiya wants to go too, but it's inconvenient so I won't take her with me."

Gu Wenyue asked: "Why is it inconvenient?"

He thought for a while about the travel expenses, and said, "You can book her an air ticket, and it will be counted as our studio's expenses."

Ding Hai reminded him with a smile: "Brother, you have donated all the proceeds of our studio, where did the money come from?"

"Forehead……"

The more Gu Wen thought about it, "Then don't donate CCTV's money this time. You can take Kiya with you, it's nice to have someone to talk to on the road. I'm also learning about Internet culture from her."

Kiya is very familiar with Internet culture, and Gu Wenyue has already learned a lot of new vocabulary and "cold knowledge" from her.

At this time, Steward Zhang reminded me: "Second Young Master, Eldest Young Master told me when he sent you home in the morning that if you go out, you can arrange the flight in advance, so you don't need to buy a ticket to go to the airport."

Gu Wenyue held up his mobile phone and said after listening, "You don't need to bother everyone, I just let Ding Hai buy the plane ticket."

Gu Chong interrupted: "This is Jin Cheng's wish. Anyway, it's not troublesome. The private jet stops when it's parked. It's good for the engine to drive more."

Gu Wenyue thought, is that so?

He agreed and told Ding Hai to get him and Kiya ready.

Butler Zhang contacted the people at the airport, and also contacted Ding Hai to apply for relevant documents.

Gu Wenyue collapsed on the sofa, feeling as if he had been completely arranged, he didn't need to think about anything, he just had to be a salted fish seriously.

——Salted fish was also told by Kiya, it is a lazy thing that even needs help from others to turn it over.

03:30 in the afternoon.

Gu Wenyue, Ding Hai, Kiya, and Auntie Han, who took care of him, arrived at the airport's business apron together and boarded the private jet Bombardier.

After Kiya went up, she yelled "I will never send it out, I just want to beautify myself", while changing various backgrounds and poses to take selfies.

Ding Hai carefully compared the comfort of the business seats of private jets and the chairs of Mercedes-Benz luxury nanny cars.

He came to a conclusion that expensive is expensive.

Auntie Han was the person assigned by housekeeper Zhang to take care of Grandma Ding Hai, so she also knew Ding Hai well.

After she boarded the plane, she first put away the traditional Chinese medicinal materials by category, which was the amount of Master Wen Yue for the past few days.

The flight attendants were more cautious about Gu Wenyue's solo trip this time.

After all, the "movie delay" incident last week is still vivid, and everyone tries to avoid direct communication with this young master.

As soon as Gu Wenyue went up, he leaned on the business seat to eat soft apples, and listened to Ding Hai talk about his recent work.

There are product endorsements, fashion event platforms, opening of jewelry counters, charity dinners, invitations to calligraphy exhibitions...

In short, things that Gu Wenyue had never heard of, all popped up.

He almost choked on a piece of apple, "Why didn't you say it on the phone? I have so much work?"

Ding Hai laughed straight: "These have already been screened. If you accept acting work or are willing to go out of town, you can triple the workload."

Gu Wenyue waved his hand: "Brother Hai, please forgive me."

He thought for a while, "Can't our studio sign artists? How does everyone do business?"

Ding Hai was stunned, and looked at him in disbelief: "Brother, do you still want to sign artists to do other people's business?"

Gu Wenyue glared at him: "Why can't I?"

After a pause, "I can't, you can. Wouldn't it be over if you took someone else to do these jobs? I'll lie down and rest at home."

Kiya, who was sitting on the other side, smiled: "Brother, you have a good abacus. The problem is that these jobs are all for you. Who can you ask to replace you? You are popular, so you have so many things."

Gu Wenyue shook his head and sighed loudly: "If this is the price of being popular, then it doesn't matter if I am not popular."

Ding Hai said, "Bah, bah, bah": "Brother, we finally became popular!"

Gu Wenyue: ...Hey, it's better to eat an apple at home.

"Brother Hai, the things you said are simple ones, and those that don't require me to do anything can be accepted. I won't go to those that require me to perform."

He has enough self-knowledge about himself that singing and dancing is absolutely impossible.

"Okay, what about the endorsement?"

Ding Hai clicked on the form on the computer and flipped through it non-stop, "Now there are three endorsements, one for food and drink, and one...specially, it is an endorsement for an online teaching APP, a software for lecturing questions to students."

Gu Wenyue was taken aback for a moment: "Are you talking about a topic? Okay, that's it."

It sounds very positive.

Ding Hai said: "Okay."

He marked this line in red and prepared to give feedback to the manufacturer.

More than an hour later, Bombardier landed at Gudu Airport.

Several commercial vehicles came to pick up Gu Wenyue and others.

Ding Hai was speechless, completely surprised by such a thoughtful arrangement, and sighed in the car: "I hope that when our studio grows bigger, we can have this kind of work efficiency and execution."

When Gu Wenyue heard this, he scratched his ears.

He thought he might have died from overwork before the studio got bigger.

Gu Wenyue gave a very sincere suggestion: "Ding Hai, why don't you take care of the head office? I think you should like working with him very much."

Ding Hai laughed: "Forget it, there is an inexplicable high-pressure atmosphere around Mr. Gu, and when he gets close, he always feels that there will be a lightning strike at any time."

"Really?" Gu Wenyue didn't feel it, but it seemed a little bit.

Ding Hai said in a low voice: "You may be the only one in the world who can appreciate Mr. Gu's spring breeze."

Gu Wenyue looked out of the car, thought about it, and smiled unconsciously.

——It turned out that being treated differently by Gu Jincheng would bring an inexplicable joy.

He was giggling when his phone suddenly flickered, and there was a message from an unfamiliar number.

[Xiao Gu, have you arrived in the ancient capital yet? 】

The signature of the message is W.

Gu Wen frowned, who is this?

Why is it like sending out a password?

He was about to ask Ding Hai, but suddenly he remembered the other party's identity.

——The original owner's original intention to enter the circle, Wang Sinian, the manager of actor Lu Xuean!

No wonder he once saw Lu Xue'an's face on someone else's card sleeve, which looked familiar, and he also had a special impression of the name, the feeling belonged to the original owner... Good heart? !

Gu Wenyue held the phone, as if holding a piece of hot potato.

For the first time, he asked in a difficult tone: "Brother Hai, is there a guest in today's recording program, called Lu Xuean?"

Ding Hai nodded: "Well, what's the matter brother? Do you like Lu Yingdi?"

Gu Wenyue: Hehe, this is too bad.

As the old saying goes, it is true that people who have no long-term concerns must have near-term worries, and now "worry" has come to the door by itself.