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As the car slowly moved towards him, Jiang Minglang squinted his eyes and looked into the cab.There was a man sitting inside, wearing a pair of sunglasses.Jiang Minglang was a bit short-sighted, he stood on tiptoe and moved his neck to that side, but still looked a little dazed.

The owner of the car seemed to know him, and slowly walked over all the way.It wasn't until the car was about three meters away from him that he could clearly see who was sitting in the car.

Without saying a word, Jiang Minglang turned around and left.It is true that people are unlucky to drink cold water and get stuffed between their teeth.He is so unlucky that he can't even breathe through his teeth.

"President Jiang." Huo Mu parked the car on the side of the road, got out of the car and chased after him.

Jiang Minglang ignored it, as if he didn't hear it, and walked straight ahead.Thanks to Huo Mu, his walking speed is now several times faster than before.

Just as he was walking forward with all his strength, a warm palm grabbed his arm. "Get in the car, Mr. Jiang, I'll take you home."

Huo Mu sat in the car and witnessed the whole process of Jiang Minglang being raped before, and it was he who helped Jiang Minglang report to the police.Originally, after calling the police, he wanted to pick up Ji Lianping first, but just as he was about to leave, someone who touched the porcelain punctured Jiang Minglang's tire.Fearing that Jiang Minglang would be in danger, he stopped the car and waited, and followed Jiang Minglang to the police station unknowingly.

Jiang Minglang pushed his hand away, "I'll call a taxi myself."

"The location is remote, the bus runs every 10 minutes, and there are very few taxis." Huo Mu persuaded earnestly.

"Then I'll take the bus." Jiang Minglang continued to decline.

Huo Mu reached out and pointed to the back of a car not far away for Jiang Minglang, "But the bus just left."

"Then I'll walk." Jiang Minglang was a little impatient, he couldn't tell what the impatience was, but he was suffocating in his heart.And this anger had to be vented to Huo Mu.

He just walked forward like this, and Huo Mu followed behind.After walking for more than ten minutes, Jiang Minglang calmed down a lot.Suddenly he regained his strength, his behavior just now was just like that of a little girl.Thinking of this, a chill suddenly rose in his heart.

Jiang Minglang stopped and turned around.Huo Mu almost stopped and bumped into Jiang Minglang, but fortunately Jiang Minglang quickly took a step back.

"Mr. Huo, is it convenient for me to give me a ride?" Jiang Minglang opened his mouth, putting on the appearance of an ancient European gentleman.

"Row."

Huo Mu responded, turned around and turned around, this time it was Jiang Minglang who followed behind him.Huo Muren has tall legs and long legs. Judging from the lines wrapped in the jeans, he usually works out a lot.He has a steady pace, and his speed can keep up with others trotting, Jiang Minglang has some difficulty following behind.

Because of Jiang Minglang's nervous attack, they walked for more than ten minutes and returned to the previous parking spot.From a distance, it seemed that a piece of white paper was stuck on the windshield wiper of the car.As a veteran driver, Jiang Minglang knew exactly what that blank sheet of paper was.

Huo Mu got a ticket.

As soon as he got in the car, Jiang Minglang saw the notebook he revised for Huo Mu yesterday.He suddenly realized that it's no wonder that Huo Mu's acting skills have improved today, and it's not others who are fertilizing his emotions, but himself.The notebook was placed upside down between the two seats, and there were many ballpoint pen marks on the back cover of the cardboard case, in various colors of black and red.

The upper and lower corners of the cardboard case were worn down to rough edges. It seemed that Huo Mu often used this notebook.

Forget it, let's repay Huo Mu's favor.

Jiang Minglang swallowed quietly, he reached out and knocked on the hard case of the notebook, "Can I read this notebook again?"

"En." Huo Mu didn't say much, and simply responded.

Seeing his unresponsive appearance, Jiang Minglang said very straightforwardly: "Speaking of which, if you don't like my scribbling and altering in your notebook, you have to tell me clearly."

Huo Mu shook his head, "There's nothing you're unhappy about, you've done a good job."

Jiang Minglang didn't make a sound, he reached out to take out a pen from the small compartment in front of the car, lowered his head and concentrated on changing the notebook in his hand.He corrected more than half of it yesterday, and there is still a small part that has not had time to change.Just like other people's evaluation of him, once Jiang Minglang comes into contact with things related to drama, he will become very serious.

When driving to the intersection of red street lights, Huo Mu looked through the rearview mirror and glanced at Jiang Minglang who was writing and scratching in his notebook with his head down.He lowered his head, and the broken hair falling on the front of his forehead covered more than half of his eyes.Jiang Minglang's appearance is not good-looking, at best it can be considered gentle and delicate, but generally speaking, Jiang Minglang's face can only be regarded as an ordinary person in the entertainment industry.

But now, Huo Mu felt that Jiang Minglang, who was staring at the notebook seriously, was quite pleasing to the eye.

Maybe this is the so-called temperament, but he doesn't know.

"I'm going to go a little further to pick up someone later." After walking for a while, Huo Mu felt that the car was a little too quiet.He turned on the car music and asked Jiang Minglang who was on the side.

"En." Jiang Minglang replied vaguely, took a pen to write and draw on the notebook, and then raised the notebook and handed it to Huo Mu. "Your understanding here is completely contrary to the character's psychology. Here you go back and think for yourself today, and I won't explain it to you."

Huo Mu was taken aback for a moment, he opened his mouth and asked a little doubtfully, "Is this homework for me?"

"Since you said so, let's treat it as homework." Jiang Minglang closed the notebook and put the pen back to its original position.He squinted his eyes and leaned his head on the seat, humming softly to the melody of the car music, and seemed to be in a good mood.

Huo Mu nodded, tightened his grip on the steering wheel, and then relaxed nervously.

The car soon drove to the university where Ji Lianping was studying, Huo Mu found a relatively secluded place to park the car, and dialed Ji Lianping's phone number.

The phone rang without a sound, and the person over there answered it quickly.

"Hey, brother, where are you? I just wanted to find you." Ji Lianping walked out of the school gate, just about to call his elder brother, when the phone rang in his pocket.

Huo Mu opened half of the car window, stretched out his hand and waved in Ji Lianping's direction. "Look to the left, I opened the window."

Following Huo Mu's instructions, Ji Lianping looked to the left and saw his brother's black car.He quickly walked over to the car and took a closer look. There was still a person sitting in the passenger seat of his brother.

His brother is trying to open up, is he planning to find a second spring?Ji Lianping poked his head into the car, and the man seemed to feel his gaze, and he raised his head at night.

It turned out to be a man.Ji Lianping opened the car door regretfully and got in. "elder brother."

He called brother, and then asked again: "Brother, what should I call the person next to me?"

"President Jiang." Huo Mu threw two words at him and started the car.

President Jiang?Ji Lianping raised his hand and scratched his head. He remembered that this person seemed to like spending money to promote celebrities.But in my memory, this person is all about acting, so logically speaking, he shouldn't have any intersection with his brother.

Go back and ask his brother later, you can take your time if your acting skills are not good.If his father found out that he was hanging out with this Jiang Minglang, he might be scolded again.

"Hello, Mr. Jiang." Ji Lianping greeted Jiang Minglang aloud, then lowered his head and focused on browsing Weibo.As the younger brother of a black and red star, Ji Lianping was heartbroken.

Jiang Minglang sat in front with his head down and didn't dare to vent his anger. The person who talked badly about Huo Mu all morning was Huo Mu's younger brother.Fortunately, his brother didn't see his face clearly, otherwise it would be really embarrassing.Speaking ill of someone else's brother in front of someone else's brother is obviously a sign of low EQ.

Arriving at the Banshan Villa, before Huo Mu could make a sound, Jiang Minglang hurriedly said goodbye with a high-pitched voice, got out of the car and headed home.Halfway down the road, before the door opened, the big golden retriever that his father gave him jumped out from the railing, and plunged into his arms, almost throwing him to the ground.

"Jujuan, don't be like this, can we take a break?" Jiang Minglang helplessly pushed the golden hair away from his body, raised his sleeves and wiped the drool off his face.

Juanjuan is a dog raised by his father. During this time, he found a wife, who gave birth to a litter of puppies.His father and his mother were going to live abroad for a while, so after beating him up this morning, they forced Juanjuan's family onto him.What to say, let him, a bachelor, see and see, a dog is better than him.

"Alas." Jiang Minglang sighed, he bent down and grabbed the collar around Juanjuan's neck, and brought it into the house.

Juanjuan's daughter-in-law is called Mi Chiu, and she usually doesn't like talking to people, especially Jiang Minglang.As soon as the door opened, it shook its tail at Curly, turned its head to the side, closed its eyes and began to doze off.

Jiang Minglang felt that his father raised his son as a dog, and raised Juanjuan and Mi Jiu as his sons.

After he got something to eat for the two golden retrievers and the cubs, he warmed up a glass of milk to kill himself.Today was a tossing all morning, and yesterday he didn't sleep well, Jiang Minglang read Weibo for a while, felt bored and fell asleep on the sofa.When he woke up again, it was already dark outside.

After feeding the dog, Jiang Minglang walked to the study with his slippers on.Turning on the computer, there were a lot of emails in the mailbox, Qiu Ran alone sent him eleven emails.He clicked on it and looked, most of what Qiu Ran sent was the information and itinerary he needed.He went through it casually until the last one.

President Jintian's 40th birthday the day after tomorrow?Also sent him an invitation.

Jiang Minglang stretched out his hand and scratched his chin, carefully reading the email Qiu Ran sent him.Jin Tian is currently his biggest opponent, and Jin Tian always likes to use dirty tricks. As the leader of the company, Jiang Minglang will feel disgusted when he sees the word Jin Tian.

Don't talk about the grievances between companies, it's just an individual, he can't get along with Qin Junhao, the leader of Jintian.