Slag Shou Cultivating Manual

When Helang walked into Jiang Jingda's room, he was obviously still working, with a pile of documents neatly stacked beside him, with a serious expression on his face. It was not until Helang caught his eyes that there was a trace of soft emotion in his eyes. He took off his glasses and asked, "Did Lang Lang fight with his mother?"

The voice downstairs was quite loud, and it could be heard that there was a dispute. Although he was worried, he knew that Song Qinglian doted on the child, so he shouldn't scold Lang Lang very much, so he didn't go down to interrupt the adoptive mother.

Helang glanced at Jiang Jingda, threw himself on the mattress, and responded sullenly.

Only then did he discover that every world has its own rules and constraints, instead of breaking away from the ancient society of feudal ethics, he can enjoy freedom without worry.

Human life is not so easy.

Jiang Jingda put down his work, sat on the edge of the bed, touched his head, moved his lips slightly, and spoke hesitantly.

"Hey, Mom and Dad love you very much. If it's something you can do, it's not a bad thing to wrong yourself and make people around you happy."

As he spoke, his eyes were thoughtful.

Helang glanced at him, turned his head away, and said bluntly: "My parents are anxious about my marriage, so they asked me to meet a girl."

These words made Jiang Jingda's hand on the back of his head suddenly stiff, and he was speechless for a while, then retracted it.

He looked at the young man who had left his immaturity. At this moment, there was only a hint of greenness between his brows, and it was because of this that he appeared to be more energetic and youthful. Jiang Jingda suddenly felt a sense of crisis in his heart.

He wanted to do something, but found himself so powerless.

What ability does he have to resist before his parents' decision?

Even though he is known in the mall as the favored man of heaven, let alone a rare business talent, in fact, he is just a tool for managing the company.

When he came back this time, he probably noticed that his adoptive father's health was deteriorating, so he gave him the position of CEO.

Although he is in charge of most of the company's affairs now, that's all. He has no shares or the support of the old people on the board of directors. The power in his hand is also given by his adoptive father. The power to kill is still in their hands.

The reason why he held on to the shares in his hand so tightly was, of course, that Jiang's father hoped that his own son would inherit the family business in the future.

And before their precious son grew up, the company was handed over to Jiang Jingda to take care of them, and they were sure that he was a reliable person and treated their biological son very well, so they were so relieved. Bo, the rights given to him can be regarded as a kind of trust, but the calculations made at the beginning were too ruthless.

Jiang Jingda wasn't kept in the dark all the time, he knew what his adoptive father and mother's plans were, and he also knew that they only had Lang Lang in their hearts.

He didn't mind paving the way for Lang Lang, and thanked his adoptive father for giving him the opportunity to hone in the company, but Jiang Jingda realized at this moment that it was far from enough for him to keep Lang Lang.

Jiang Jingda secretly made up his mind that Lang Lang would never be wronged again, not even his parents.

"Do what you want, but never wrong yourself."

The sincerity of his words can be learned, and Helang's mood gradually relaxed, feeling that he is not completely helpless, at least his brother will respect his personal will, except for occasional inexplicable sulking.

He Lang originally thought that this matter would fade away, but after Jiang's father found out about Song Qinglian's quarrel with him that day, he became even more furious, shouting that the child's wings were hardened, and he must have rebelled during the rebellious period. They all talk back.

Jiang Jingda also thought that there was still time for him to arrange the overall situation, but he didn't expect that the next day, there would be another quarrel at home because of this matter, and he himself was present.

The incomprehension of his parents directly made them stand on the opposite side of him. He didn't want to argue with them, but their every word was so aggressive, which made him feel that he was not respected. Before he was their son, he was still a person, and he didn't I will give up my bottom line and principles for this.

Helang was slightly annoyed and seemed to have lost his composure, but he still insisted on going his own way.

Father Jiang was so furious that he ignored him, and coughed a few times covering his heart. Song Qinglian immediately went to help him sit down, and scolded: "Your father's health is getting worse, and you still make him angry!"

She lowered her beautiful eyes and was about to cry.

Helang rubbed his forehead in annoyance, the preaching in his ears made his ears ache, could it be that he wants to compromise on this?

Not to mention how unacceptable this matter is in his heart, he needs to spend a lot of effort to compromise, besides, the woman has been waiting for such a wedding in her life, and after marriage, he does not guarantee that he will be able to care for them and give them what they need Caring for love, this is also a huge harm to them, he can't do such a stupid thing.

In the last life, he could plan steadily and calmly, but in this life, the bottomless pampering and pampering of the people around him completely relaxed his nerves, so that his personality began to change, and he could no longer easily compromise. I feel sorry for myself.

As long as he is unwilling to accept, no matter who it is, his bones are as stubborn as a small beast, and he will never give in.

When Song Qinglian brought up this matter again, Jiang Jingda, who had always been taciturn, also spoke up, wanting to dissuade him, but angered Song Qinglian, "You are just an adopted son, where do you have the right to interfere with our decision!"

Helang frowned, and took Jiang Jingda's hand. "Brother, it's okay, don't speak for me."

He thought, he might as well confess in front of his parents, anyway, he was used to being pampered, and it seemed that it was difficult for him to remember how to write restraint.

In short, this has no effect on the plot, does it?

He took a deep breath and said bluntly, "I like men."

This sentence was like a coolant, making all the noise return to silence. Father Jiang and Song Qinglian looked at each other in disbelief.

And Jiang Jingda also frowned, his heart was turbulent because of his words, and his heart was beating wildly.

Realizing what he meant, Jiang's father was extremely angry, pointing at his nose trembling and speechless, "You, you!"

So, he doesn't plan to get married in the future, but wants to find a boyfriend to embarrass the Jiang family?

"Lang Lang! Do you know what you're talking about! Stop messing around!" Song Qinglian stomped her feet anxiously, and the jewelry on her body shook and made a crisp sound.

"I know exactly what I'm talking about. I can't deceive you, and I can't deceive the girl you mentioned."

"Unfilial son, shut up!" Father Jiang tried his best to slap Helang. He loved him so much that he hated him, and his words sounded so shameless in his ears. He had to be extremely disappointed.

Helang's face was tilted to one side, and the bright red marks on his fair cheeks were shocking. The loud applause seemed to echo in the living room, layer by layer, and also swayed in Jiang Jingda's heart, making his heart suddenly shudder. He stopped, and immediately took him in his arms with big strides, blocking Jiang's father.

"Father, it's fine. Lang Lang knows he's wrong, and I'll discipline him now."

The slap made Jiang's father feel extremely uncomfortable, his stiff and heavy body stopped talking, Song Qinglian snorted at Jiang Jingda, discipline?How dare he say something harsh to Lang Lang?

Both of them didn't speak again, so Jiang Jingda carried Helang back to the room and gave him the medicine, feeling mixed emotions in his heart.

While feeling sorry for the wound on Lang Lang's face, he was also anxious about how to deal with the conflict between him and his parents. After hearing that Lang Lang liked men, he was even more disturbed and thought wildly for a long time.

The plan couldn't keep up with the changes, Jiang's father made up his mind the next day, and sent Helang to a noble university abroad, saying that there is strict discipline and can reform students.

The visa and school transfer procedures were all done. Jiang Jingda was at a loss when he came home from get off work and saw the servants busy cleaning up the house and packing Helang's luggage.

All this happened too fast, in such a short time, his Lang Lang was about to leave him.

Jiang Jingda gritted his teeth and punched the wall, hating himself for not being able to resist all of this, it was because he was restricted everywhere and unable to display his ambitions, so he was not qualified to keep him, and could only watch his Lang Lang leave him.

"I'll beg my parents." He held Helang, his voice hoarse.

Helang pulled the suitcase, watched the driver move into the trunk, shook his head at Jiang Jingda, his face was cold, "Don't go, you are just killing father's feelings for you."

He didn't want to cause conflicts between Jiang Jingda and his adoptive parents.

Helang was actually annoyed at being forced to go abroad, because it meant that he had to come to a new place and adapt to the new environment.

However, he had his reasons for accepting it in the end. He thought that although Jiang Jingda was talented and intelligent, he was not ambitious enough. Maybe he will be kicked out of the stage and handed over the power, or does it not matter even if he knows?

Helang has some headaches. Although he has been able to integrate into this world, he doesn't know anything about high-tech things, as well as extremely difficult digital, economic, and business. He really didn't dare to tell his father that he didn't know anything about it. If he didn't want this property, he was afraid that it would be the same as before, and he would be pissed off again.

In short, after he leaves this time, Jiang Jingda should also make changes to himself who is content with the status quo. Maybe this parting is a good thing for both of them?

At the airport, Jiang Jingda still accepted the fact and sent him away silently.

"Let's go." That's what he said, but when people really passed by him, the uneasy feeling like quicksand between his fingers made him unable to help but grab Heron arm, opened his mouth with difficulty.

"Come back quickly... Brother is waiting for you."

Helang pulled his hand away, and turned around with a smile.

"I'll come back when my brother takes over the Jiang family."

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☆, Jiang Jiao

After Herron came to the UK, he heard how grand the museums and exhibitions were held there, and he couldn't wait to see what Western antiques looked like.

Surprisingly, there are also some rare ancient Chinese artifacts in the exhibition hall. When Helang saw this, he forgot about school and self-reflection.

"This is a blue and white gourd bottle from the Yuan Dynasty. It is still an orphan until now. It was discovered by Willis Auction House and sold for a high price of 5000 million. It is a rare and precious thing." A clear voice came over, Seems to know a lot about this exhibit.

Helang glanced sideways, looked at the man beside him, and found that he finally saw a friendly face among the foreign faces full of strangers, but his black hair and black eyes were not quite the same as his own, and he also had a It smells like a British gentleman.

Just now, he had been following him, looking at the same exhibit as himself. Helang was still wondering what the intention of this man was, and now he finally spoke.

Moreover, this person seems to be an expert, with a relaxed atmosphere around him, it seems that he has dealt with these antiques not long ago, Helang asked curiously first: "You are?"

Seeing that Helang finally noticed him, a smile flashed in the man's eyes, he bowed slightly politely, and handed him a business card. Helang pinched it between his fingers and took a look. It turned out that his name was Jiang Jiao.

"Jiang Langmin." He Lang also nodded slightly at him and said his name.

Then, Jiang Jiao introduced his identity and told Heron that he is a Chinese living in the UK, with a quarter of mixed blood, which is why he looks like this.

At present, he is working in an art company, and he is usually in contact with foreign appreciations, but he is also collecting scattered ancient artworks abroad. He wants to open up the market for Chinese antiques. A small part of the antiques in this exhibition are also provided by them.

The other party had a gentle attitude and was very frank with him. He Lang met someone with similar interests again. In this lonely foreign country, he finally felt relieved and started talking with him slowly.

It turned out that Jiang Jiao felt that he was very eye-catching and looked like an expert, so he followed him for a while without knowing it, and finally decided to strike up a conversation with him.

After learning his name, Jiang Jiao was even more pleasantly surprised, "I've heard of you. Although I'm in the UK, I've been paying close attention to domestic circles, and I've also heard about you. You seem to be very powerful."

Helang pursed his lips and said modestly, "I know a little bit."

Jiang Jiao curled the corners of his mouth, smiling brightly.

"Since it's so predestined, shall I treat you to dinner tonight?"

Helang was hesitant. Although he was able to chat with this person, he was just a stranger after all, and he was not used to progressing so quickly with a person.

"Don't refuse me, okay?" Jiang Jiao asked again, his tone was lost, his eyes drooped slightly, as if he was begging him, making it hard to refuse.

It was only then that Helang realized that he was soft but not hard.If others impose their wishes on him, then he will be extremely disgusted, if the other party persuades or begs hard, even if he doesn't want to, he seems to soften his heart.

Jiang Jiao smiled slyly, and led him to a famous local Chinese restaurant, as if they had known each other for a long time.

In the past, Helang might have rejected him, but in a foreign country where he was unfamiliar, he was very grateful to the other party, allowing himself to gain a sense of belonging from his kindness and the Chinese restaurant he brought him to.

Jiang Jiao is indeed a cheerful person, and he will not feel restrained when getting along with him, so He Lang does not dislike getting along with him. After a meal, Jiang Jiao exchanged contact information with him again. He hesitated for a few seconds, or gave.

Unexpectedly, every day since then, Jiang Jiao will invite him out, either to eat or to play, in the name of fulfilling the friendship of the landlord.

Helang still refused at first, ashamed to let a stranger spend so much money for him, besides, he is still in the company, so he should be very busy, right?It's not good to waste his precious time like this.

But Jiang Jiao does have a kind of magical power, it is easy to make people feel good, and every time he refuses, he will look disappointed, like an abandoned dog, people have to agree, although they We haven't known each other for a short time, but the progress between them is really fast.

Then, Jiang Jiao took him to his own company, told him a lot of things, and even introduced the employees to him. Helang looked at him suspiciously, thinking that there was no need to do this.

"It's like this. In fact, I want to hire you as our connoisseur, in charge of ancient Chinese antiquities." Jiang Jiao smiled embarrassedly, and finally opened his mouth, making it clear that it was a sincere invitation.

It turned out that Helang suddenly realized this idea, but because he was still in the so-called "reflection" stage, he refused without thinking, "Thank you for your love."

Jiang Jiao sighed slightly in disappointment, took him into his office, locked the door when Helang wasn't paying attention, approached Helang, the bright light in his eyes dimmed.

"Why do you always reject me?"

At the beginning, he only talked to him because of his eyesight, but after getting in touch with him, after knowing his identity, he admired him a lot, thinking that he was young and promising.

However, his polite and alienated attitude and his classical temperament that is not like ordinary people in the world, for some reason, made him feel unattainable.

So much so that after the first night, his image remained in his mind, and he couldn't help but ask him out the next day, and it was the same on the third and fourth day.

The more he wanted to get closer, the more he found that this person had been slow to let go of his heart. He told everything about himself, but he only knew a little bit of information about that person.

He has always been regarded as proud, and he seldom feels this kind of embarrassment and unwillingness. He can't figure out why he rejects him again and again. Is he not good enough?When will he not reject himself and be willing to be honest with himself?

Seeing that Jiang Jiao was in a bad mood and sullen, Helang added an excuse, "I'm not old, and I still have studies, so I really don't have time to take care of it."

"Work is very leisurely, and it's fine after school." Jiang Jiao answered quickly, and gave way every step of the way.

Part of him is indeed for the sake of the company. After all, he is a rare candidate for a connoisseur, and he can quickly and accurately identify authentic and fake ancient relics at a young age.

But another reason that is more important to him is also because he wants to have a long-term relationship with him.

After all, this person doesn't live in the UK for a long time, and he just came to study. If he returns to China casually one day, where should he find someone?

But even if Jiang Jiao said so, Helang declined again just to be on the safe side, "I'll think about it."

Now Jiang Jiao had no choice but to shrug his shoulders helplessly, and took him to see the antiques invested by their company.

"I often buy this kind of white porcelain, it's really beautiful." Helang looked at it and said casually.

Jiang Jiao raised his eyebrows, why did he feel that he just bought these antiques that cost millions because of their good looks.

"Do you like collecting?"

Helang nodded, and then said that if he collected too much, he would sell some of it to buy new antiques.

His antiques are all sold by himself, just like reselling, the channels are always unstable and not safe enough.

But Jiang Jiao's company has mature and professional investment experience. If he can learn similar antique investment, then he can get more detailed advice on related aspects, and thus obtain larger-scale funds.

Jiang Jiao also discovered this problem, and was suddenly overjoyed, thinking that he finally had something to attract him, "I can help you with antique investment, so why don't you stay in our company as a connoisseur? The salary is good, isn't it?" Say, how about the luxurious three meals and lodging personally arranged by the boss?"

"Arranged by the boss?" Herang couldn't help laughing at his tone.

"Did you forget to take you to eat so many meals every day?" Jiang Jiao spread his hands and sighed helplessly.

Helang smiled, with an attitude of consent.

Jiang Jiao took the opportunity and immediately took out the labor contract that had been prepared long ago.

Helang was slightly surprised that he was able to come up with a contract so quickly, and asked him with squinting eyes: "Did you plan it long ago?"

"You think it is. After signing the contract, I can tie you by my side." Jiang Jiao smiled, her tone was not serious, and her articulation could not help being vague, giving the impression that she was joking.

Helang didn't pay attention to him. He looked at the contract carefully and found that the time limit was five years. He immediately asked him, "It's too long. Is there a one-year contract?"

Jiang Jiao shook his head, "Our contracts here are all five years." He actually wants to sign for one year?But... one year is too short, isn't it not long before he ran away when he wanted to?

"Then I won't sign." Helang put down his pen.Originally, he was not very willing. If he signed the contract for such a long time, it might delay his return to China. If it would affect his mission, he still puts safety first.

His straightforward refusal made the smile on Jiang Jiao's face gradually disappear, and a feeling of disappointment rose in his heart, but he really wanted him to stay, even if it was for a year, and in the end he still did as he asked, reluctantly. offered a short-term contract.

Seeing him sign it with his own eyes, and after checking it, Jiang Jiao handed him over to his assistant and put him away. His mood picked up a bit, and he invited him to eat special Chinese food at night.

"You don't need someone to eat with you, do you?" Helang asked him half-jokingly, why does this person ask himself out every meal? Is it true that he has nothing to do, as if he is trying to penetrate into his life in every possible way? .

"Yeah, I'm very pitiful. No one will accompany me to eat and play with me, so you have to show kindness and accompany me every day." Jiang Jiao blinked at him and smiled brightly, but what do you think of this tone? They all seemed to be tricking him.

Of course, Helang didn't believe this man's slick tone. Every time he went out to eat, he would attract a group of girls to look sideways, but he would say that he was not with him.

The author has something to say: Jiang Jingda (green hat): Of course I forgive Lang Lang.

I think Jiang Jiao is still a little cute...

☆, love at first sight

After a good meal, Jiang Jiao suddenly became interested, saying that it was to celebrate that He Lang had a job and he had good employees, so he specially ordered a bottle of wine.

Helang occasionally drank alcohol in ancient times, but at that time, he drank pear wine and green plum wine with low alcohol content.

He has never drank alcohol since he came to this world. He doesn't know what the alcohol in this world is like, and he doesn't know that Jiang Jiao's wine is of high quality.

The other party poured wine for him seriously, and he didn't want to drink it, so he drank it all in one gulp to express what the other party said, "deep feelings, one mouthful of boredom"

But to his surprise, after just drinking such a cup, he was already slightly drunk, his ears felt hot, and his body also became hot.

"It's just one drink, right? It's impossible to get drunk. Let's have another drink, the last one." Jiang Jiao didn't think so, and continued to pour wine for him.

Seeing that Helang got drunk so easily, he was a little pleasantly surprised, and quickly drank another glass, then heard Helang say that he was dizzy at this time.

Jiang Jiao settled the bill, helped him up with a smile on his face, and asked kindly, "Shall I take you home?"

He pressed extremely tightly, and the words in his ears were extremely clear, and the warm breath sprayed on Helang's cheeks, and the effect of alcohol made him scald all over.

"I'm drunk, I can't drive..."

"I didn't drink it." Jiang Jiao replied quickly, shaking his head innocently by the way, with a particularly cunning smile on his lips.

Although their glasses were all poured together, it was Helang who was persuaded to drink, and he only took half a sip in a fake manner.

Helang had no choice but to compromise. He really couldn't go home by himself, so he had to hand over his address.

Due to the shadow of the school dormitory, he lives alone, because he can't take care of his own daily life, so the family also arranges servants for him, prepares three meals for him regularly, and cleans the room for him on a regular basis.

But except during the day when there might be someone at home when he goes out, the rest of the time, he is at home alone.

So when Jiang Jiao asked who in his family could take care of him, He Lang froze, not knowing how to answer.

Seeing his silent expression, Jiang Jiao turned the steering wheel and asked, "You don't live alone, do you?"

"Hmm..." Helang was right, so he could only nod his head and explained, "But during the day, my aunt will come to take care of me—"

"Are you an idiot?" Jiang Jiao stepped on the brake, and the car stopped suddenly.

It was the first time for Helang to be stared at by this person, and he felt complicated, but he thought that he was doing it for his own good, so he kept silent.

"When you go back, no one will take care of you and make you hangover soup. How can you sleep well? During the day, is it useful during the day? By the time your aunt comes, you will have a headache. Let me tell you, you have to come to me tomorrow. Work, if you feel a little uncomfortable, I will deduct your salary."

Jiang Jiao's tone was severe, and he said a lot of reproaches, but kept touching his cheek with his hands to see if he was really drunk.

His hands are very comfortable, and these concerns are also pleasing to the ear, Herang can't help but close his eyes in relaxation.

Jiang Jiao was slightly annoyed, and muttered in a low voice, "I originally wanted your address, but I didn't expect it to be like this. If I knew it, I wouldn't drink you..."

Although he is also an adult man, Jiang Jiao is just worried about him. He thinks that this person doesn't seem to be able to take care of him. If he doesn't care about him, what should he do?

Speaking of which, Jiang Jiao realized something was wrong, and asked him: "You are studying abroad, why don't you live in the school? You don't know how to take care of yourself and dare to live alone... It seems that you don't care about your studies. Could it be that you came to the UK just to see Two exhibitions?"

"Hmm... I seem to have been kicked out." Helang closed his eyes and answered his question in a daze.

"Oh? Why?" Jiang Jiao was slightly surprised, he didn't expect things to be like this.

"They wanted me to meet girls, and when I said I like boys, my parents got angry—" Helang was drunk, and he couldn't think through what he said, and said it straight from the bottom of his head.

Hearing this, Jiang Jiao couldn't close his mouth, and repeated it with difficulty, "Hi, like men?"

Helang was ashamed to speak out about his sexuality, and when he heard his surprised tone, he smiled wryly, "Isn't it strange? Although I don't have anyone I like, I know I can't like girls..."

Jiang Jiao looked at the car window and tried her best to calm down, but her heart kept beating violently.

He took a deep breath, took advantage of Helang's eyes closed at this moment, turned around and approached his face, and carefully looked at his appearance at this time, wondering if this person was drunk and joking, right?

He had never had the opportunity to stare at him so unscrupulously, but this time it actually satisfied him.

The man's eyelashes were long and trembling slightly, as if a butterfly was flapping its wings on his eyes.

I knew that he was handsome, but after a closer look, I found that the eyes and nose were so beautiful, which made his heart nervous like a boy, and even moved his eyes down, and found that there was a smile on his lips. There seemed to be some remaining liquor, soaking his lips so that they were still glistening, looking extremely soft, with a fatal temptation.

Jiang Jiao's eyes were slightly dull, and he immediately forced himself to look back, for fear that he would lose control and kiss her.

He took a few deep breaths, turned on the air conditioner in the car, and answered Herang's question a long time ago, "No. It won't be strange, it's good."

Helang opened his eyelids suspiciously, but he could only dimly see Jiang Jiao smiling at him, the stars were dotted, whether it was in his eyes or in the sky.

"It's too lonely to live alone, and you are drunk now, and there is no hourly worker to help you at this late hour, why don't you come to my house?" Jiang Jiao was still so hospitable, so he naturally arranged a place for him.

Helang might be drunk and unconscious, so Jiang Jiao nodded his head, as if he himself nodded in agreement, then turned the car around in satisfaction, and said cheerfully: "Then, go back to my house. "

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The next day, He Lang found that when he was sleeping with Jiang Jiao, his brain was going to explode, and he kicked him out of bed.

With her upper body bare, Jiang Jiao rubbed her fluffy hair and looked at him with sleepy eyes.

Herron asked seriously: "Did I say something strange last night?"

Jiang Jiao pretended to rack his brains and thought about it, and then said under his nervous gaze, "Yes, you said that you came to England because you were kicked out by your family... Also, you said you like men."

Helang scolded himself annoyedly, why would he talk about everything when he was drinking, and this person is the same, why did he act like he didn't care, and took him home and slept with him, their house doesn't have a guest room?

He picked up the clothes next to the bed. There was no smell of alcohol on them, but they had been quickly washed and dried, and the scent of laundry detergent remained. He put on the clothes with satisfaction, and glanced at Jiang Jiao, "You know I like it." Men dare to sleep with me."

Without hesitation, Jiang Jiao pursed her lips and smiled, "It's okay, I seem to like you quite a bit too."

"Are you gay?" Helang paused while putting on his clothes, and turned his head to look at him.

Jiang Jiao waved his hand and pointed at him, "No, I just like you."

Heron fastened the last button expressionlessly, picked up his mobile phone and wallet and went out, "Is it too late to terminate the contract now?"

Jiang Jiao thought he was telling the truth, so she quickly got up and grabbed his arm, "No! I was joking just now, don't be angry..."

"Let go." Herang shook his arm.

Jiang Jiao obediently let go, made a gesture of surrender, and looked at him eagerly.

"Forget it, don't make such jokes in the future...it's weird." After Helang finished speaking, he felt awkward and frowned.

He thinks that Jiang Jiao is a good person, and he sincerely wants to get along with him, but he absolutely doesn't want the relationship between the two to develop into a more intimate direction, so he keeps a distance from him.

Jiang Jiao lowered his head, said "Yes", and immediately smiled, "Okay, don't talk so much, let's go to work together."

Following him to the office room, I saw all kinds of antiques neatly placed on the long table covered with red cloth.

"Today, the company bought a batch of antiques. Take a look, which one is real and which one is fake, and what is the value of the collection." Jiang Jiao's voice came from behind, He Lang had already been attracted to him, his eyes lit up slightly, Immediately looked through one by one from the beginning to the end, there are probably yellow-glazed pen holders, cowpea red-glazed plum vases, a pair of small Jiaqing poetry bowls and a Qianlong red-glazed square mouth bottle with ears.

There is also a tool table next to it, on which tools are placed so that he can identify the authenticity.

However, Helang didn't like to use tools. He only relied on the most primitive listening and seeing. When he touched these antiques, his emotions were already aroused. He picked up a porcelain bottle and sat down to look at it carefully.

Jiang Jiao also sat down opposite him, staring at him unblinkingly, as if he had nothing to do.

After Helang finished watching the first porcelain vase, he couldn't help but hint at him: "Have you ever heard that men who work hard are the most attractive?" The implication was to remind him to do his own work.

"Yeah, I also like men who work hard." Jiang Jiao held his chin and smiled at him, as if deliberately distorting his meaning.

"..." Helang put down the porcelain vase, speechless, is this person really that slutty?

Seeing that his complexion was not good, Jiang Jiao immediately changed the subject, pointed to the porcelain bottle, "Do you think this is true?"

Helang tapped on the body of the bottle, the sound was clear and pleasant, which proved that the porcelain body was fine and dense, without damage and cracks. When it was fired at high temperature, the porcelain was completely transformed. He also looked at the vintage model at the bottom of the bottle. Qi, as well as the inside and the mouth of the bottle, I was [-]% to [-]% sure, so I nodded.

Jiang Jiao raised the corners of his eyes, and asked him with a smile of anticipation, "Then, do you like it?"

Helang touched the body of the bottle and nodded in agreement, "It's okay."

"Then I'll see you off." Jiang Jiao said generously.

Helang almost didn't drop the bottle, immediately put it away, and politely refused: "It's too expensive, I can't accept it."

I knew the result would be like this, but Jiang Jiao was still a little disappointed. He folded his hands and pretended to be angry, "These things are not expensive to you, right? I think you just don't want to accept the things I gave you."

Helang sighed slightly, and slowly wiped the remaining dust on some antiques, "If you want to give me something so much, why don't you just give me the company." Then he took all the antiques here, and then gave the company to his brother.

Like a puppy wagging its tail, Jiang Jiao took the porcelain bottle for him and carefully put it away, and replied with a happy smile: "Yes, the company will give it to you together with the boss."

After finishing speaking, the free hand directly covered the back of Helang's hand, the temperature was touching, and the skin was touching, with a hint of ambiguity.

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☆, return home

When Jiang Jiao held hands like this, Helang's temples twitched, his eyes moved down, he forced a smile, and pulled out his hand.

"Then no need."

"Why? Is the boss bad?"

"Very good..." Before Helang's "but" could be said, Jiang Jiao, who couldn't hold back, was already slightly agitated.

"You like men, but you don't have someone you like, so why can't it be me? Why can't you give me a chance to try?" The joke in his eyes lightened, and he faced him squarely.

Unexpectedly, while chatting, the topic would come up to this again, Helang turned his head slightly, and said honestly, "I will never love anyone again."

Jiang Jiao didn't believe it, but thought it was just an excuse.Seeing that he didn't refuse immediately, he found a glimmer of light from somewhere, and immediately took the opportunity