President, he can't control the Shura field.

"God J?"

Jian Fanchen discovered too many truths in one day, and just recovered from the memories of their acquaintance when they were young, and tried to digest the fact that the boss was by his side.

Hearing this address, Jian Zhuo's eyes of the puppy that were originally in high spirits instantly dimmed, and his face turned red.He asked embarrassingly, "brother, don't call me that... Are you angry?"

"I'm sorry... I'm just afraid that if you know my identity, you won't let me be your assistant." Before Jian Fanchen could answer, Gougou, who felt that he had made a mistake first, admitted it.

Now he is like a dog caught by his master, very honest.Ask anything, say everything, nod everything.

Jian Fanchen wasn't angry either, and he couldn't be angry seeing Jian Zhuo like this, otherwise it seemed like he was bullying a child.

"I'm not angry, don't get me wrong. I just don't understand why you want to work in our company?"

Of course, Gougou saw that Jian Fanchen was not very happy, and he didn't dare to be clever, so he had to confess seriously.

He turned his head to look at the folder on the side of the table, reached for it, and pulled out the collection of Western poetry inside.

"Brother, I became interested in architecture because of the book you gave me."

"This is a collection of poems." Jian Fanchen said.

"There is a song about the Sagrada Familia in it, and I fell in love with Gaudí's architecture after I learned it." Jian Zhuo turned the book to that page, "Look, it's this one."

Jian Fanchen still remembers the books he read very clearly. There is a poem about Sagrada Familia in Barcelona, ​​and he also likes that building very much.

But he still doesn't quite understand, just because of this, he came to be an assistant?

Jian Zhuo knew he didn't understand.

"Brother, I can't explain why I came to you." Gougou suddenly lowered his head, rubbed his fingers at the corner of his clothes, "At that time, you were the only one who said those words to me. I have been looking for you for a long time , I haven’t found you for many years. Then I found you here and saw that you were recruiting, so I came here naturally.”

How would you describe that feeling?Fallen leaves return to their roots?Moths to the flame?Neither is quite right.

At that time, when he finally saw Jian Fanchen again in the C City Building, he had only one thought, this time he couldn't miss it again.But when he saw how indifferent and alienated Jian Fanchen was to the partners around him, he felt uneasy and didn't know how to approach Jian Fanchen.The boy who was warm and considerate to him ten years ago seems to have disappeared?

He thought about it all night and decided to be a dog in need of love again.

Gougou was completely honest this time, and did not hide anything.

"Brother, I didn't lie, the fact is like this..."

When Gougou lowered his head, the raised fur on the top of his head shook.

When he raised his head, Jian Fanchen saw his slightly red eyes.

"God J is just a code name given to me by others," his voice was tinged with a nasal tone, "but I still see it, brother."

Probably because he is squatting lower now, he looks even more non-aggressive, and Jian Fanchen can't bear to ask him to explain anymore.

"Stop squatting, aren't your feet numb?"

Gougou shook his head, and Daimao followed suit: "No, I'll get up if you promise not to blame me."

Jian Fanchen said, "I don't blame you, you get up first."

Gougou stared into his eyes, confirmed for a few seconds, and then stood up with confidence.

Whether Jian Fanchen was angry or not, he could tell just by looking at his eyes.

When he got up, he glanced at the glass tank, but he didn't see the stick figure.

"What about stick figures?"

Jian Fanchen glanced at the turtle food piled on the table: "..."

The stick figures are hidden again.

It shouldn't have been released.

Jian Fanchen sighed, opened the bottom drawer sideways, and took out the bottle of V perfume.

Jian Zhuo's eyes dimmed, and he took another breath of cold air.Just thinking about the scene that day made him feel hot.

After Jian Fanchen pulled out the cover, he found that he was wearing a sweater today and couldn't untie the neckline, so he was suddenly a little embarrassed.

"Brother, you don't need to..." What's the use?Don't need to undress?No need to wear perfume?How to say how strange.

Jian Zhuo pursed his lips, walked to the door, and picked up the package he just picked up downstairs.

He smiled and said, "The turtle food express that just arrived."

"Ah, the banquet is finally here." Jian Fanchen showed an expression of seeing the savior, put down the perfume, "give it to me, I'll unpack it."

But when he was still looking for the scissors to open the express delivery, Jian Zhuo had already opened the box with three strokes.

Jian Zhuo is sometimes just like a boyfriend who can make money and do housework. He is good-looking, and Jian Fanchen sighs again. The ceiling of the Internet, it is a pity that the author did not give him a cp in the end.

At this moment, Gougou, who has no idea what image he is in Jian Fanchen's heart, is seriously raising turtles.He poured the turtle food into a plate and put it on the ground, and the little clever ghost in the stick figure immediately crawled out from under the sofa, ignoring anyone, and crawled directly towards the food.

Jian Fanchen was taken aback, very angry, he had never seen such a brazen turtle.

"Jian Zhuo," he said indignantly as he was about to give away the turtle son, "From today onwards I will adopt him to you, you can take it away."

Jian Zhuo was also taken aback for a moment, knowing that he was talking about gasification, he followed him: "Okay, then it is also my son."

"Hmm..." Jian Fanchen squatted down and made a disgusted grimace at the stick figure, and suddenly realized something was wrong, "No, what is it called? It's not my son anymore, it's your son."

Seeing that Zhuo got cheap and didn't talk back, he nodded.

Jian Bihua has been hungry for two days and eats deliciously, but Jian Zhuo controls its appetite and doesn't eat too much.

"Don't make your father angry again, be careful that he really doesn't want you anymore." Jian Zhuo brought the stick figure in front of Jian Fanchen, "Apologize to your father."

Jian Bihua glanced at Jian Zhuo, crawled to Jian Fanchen's hand, and rubbed his hand.

Jian Fanchen: "..." He felt that Jian Bihua's character was becoming more and more like Jian Zhuo.

Because Jian Fanchen had to work in the afternoon, Jian Zhuo waited for him in the office.Before, Jian Fanchen would ask: "Don't you need to do your homework?" Now it has become: "Don't you need to work?"

Jian Zhuo's answer was the same, nothing important.

Jian Fanchen didn't speak anymore, he was already a boss anyway, and he didn't need his guidance anymore.

When Jian Fanchen went to meet a client in the meeting room, Jian Zhuo helped him upgrade his mobile phone and computer system in the office.When he was about to order an upgrade, a call came in suddenly on his mobile phone.It's Cheng Lian.

His eyes changed, and he pressed the answer button after a few seconds.

"Mr. Jian, I'm sorry, the hot search is my fault..."

"Cheng Lian, listen carefully," Gougou's voice was not milky at all on the phone, "Stop thinking about getting close to him, take care of yourself."

Without giving the other party any chance to explain, he hung up the phone and pressed the upgrade confirmation button.

He didn't want to be too presumptuous because his identity was not exposed before, but now that things have touched his bottom line, he doesn't care about his identity at all.

I didn't know how long Jian Fanchen's meeting would take, so Jian Zhuo asked the driver to leave first, and he was responsible for taking Jian Fanchen home tonight.

On the way, Jian Fanchen suddenly asked him: "Why did you suddenly reveal your identity today?"

Jian Zhuo knew that Jian Fanchen had more questions today.This kind of problem may not be considered on the spot because of emotions, but when you calm down and think about it, you will find something strange.And the Internet has memories, he just passed through that gust of wind today, and the follow-up still has to be dealt with.

Later, Jian Fanchen looked through the previous trending searches between him and Cheng Lian, and guessed the score.Jian Zhuo obviously hesitated as he drove the car.

Jian Fanchen sighed: "I have wronged you."

He knew that Jian Zhuo was diverting the fire for him.

People at God J's level have a big enough status and don't want to cross borders. If they want to show up, they can find a better time, and they don't need to be on the hot search with Cheng Lian.

This time, the hasty fall was a surprise to most netizens, but there were still some keyboard warriors who showed the rhythm, saying that God J was trying to catch Cheng Lian’s popularity, and some people said that he didn’t do academically and professionally well. Yes, I want to be popular and want to make quick money.Moreover, the studio did not prepare a PR draft in advance, everything was very passive.

Jian Fanchen also understands that the cannon fire is somewhat covered up by God J's halo, but if it hits him, there must not be so many people to speak up for him.

He felt that Jian Zhuo was too emotional, and he felt guilty.After thinking about it, he turned his head and said, "Afterwards, if you want to show up in public, your identity will change. There should be more people paying attention to you. Are you afraid?"

Seeing Zhuo's eyebrows curved, he shook his head: "I'm not afraid, brother will accompany me, I have nothing to be afraid of."

Jian Fanchen looked at his side face, at this moment he was both milky and cute.I heard that gifted teenagers generally have social phobia, and they are probably talking about burns.

When approaching Jian Fanchen's neighborhood, Jian Zhuo suddenly slowed down.

"What's wrong?" Jian Fanchen looked up and asked him while playing with the upgraded mobile phone.

"The gate of your community... there weren't so many people before, right?" Jian Zhuo narrowed his eyes and parked the car on the side of the road.

Jian Fanchen is a high-end community with few residents. He usually drives in and out, and few people walk.

Jian Zhuo was very vigilant, and looked around again, always feeling very strange, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Jian Fanchen usually didn't pay attention to the bad environment at their door, but now that he took a closer look, he didn't feel right.Those at the door looked to be students in their teens. There weren't so many teenagers in their neighborhood, and the school uniforms didn't look like they were in this area.

Just when they were wondering, a familiar figure appeared in their sight.

With a black peaked cap, a black mask, and a slender figure, it looks like Cheng Lian at first glance.He was still wearing the clothes he wore during the outdoor shooting today, so he should have come over after the end.

"Why is he here?" Jian Fanchen's heart tightened.

As soon as Cheng Lian appeared, those junior high school students surrounded him, looking very excited.

Jian Zhuo said, "Either he came here with Cheng Lian, or..."

He paused, thought of a bad result, and turned to look at Jian Fanchen: "The netizen found your address."

"Why are netizens looking for my address?" Jian Fanchen actually guessed the answer as soon as he finished speaking. Today's Weibo made it true that he was Cheng Lian's first love.

But then he thought of another thing.He asked Jian Zhuo: "Are you unprepared? Will your home address be exposed?"

After all, Jian Zhuo is still in school, with so many classmates and teachers, the possibility of his address being exposed is greater.

"I can't," Jian Zhuo said, "I have several addresses."

Jian Fanchen thought about it, everyone in his company should know which neighborhood he lives in, and it's not surprising that the information leaked out.

He picked up his phone and sent Cheng Lian a message.

After this afternoon, he clearly realized that he was a stumbling block to Cheng Lian's career, and now he was very afraid of Cheng Lian, and he was under too much pressure.

"You take me to the hotel." Jian Fanchen said, he can't go back to this house today.

Jian Zhuo put down the handbrake, and the car turned around: "Brother, don't go to the hotel, go to my house."