The Big Bosses Are Not What I Expected After I Transmigrated Into A Book

Sincerity?

Qiao Yang smiled awkwardly, feeling a little embarrassed.

Just a verbal apology is really not enough for causing so much trouble to Gu Ye.

He looked at Gu Ye, and tentatively suggested: "How about I treat Mr. Gu to dinner?"

"Have a meal?"

Gu Ye glanced at the takeaway bag in his hand, picked it up and asked, "That's it?"

"of course not."

Qiao Yang laughed.

It hurts to say so.

This is the fragrant eight-treasure duck that he drove to the food street to buy, and he wanted to go home and have a big meal.

Well, put it in the refrigerator and come back to eat at night.

He smiled and said, "Anyway, it's still early, we can go to a farther place, what would Mr. Gu want to eat?"

The moment Qiao Yang stepped out of the elevator and saw him, there was a trace of panic on his face as he wanted to escape.

Then came the embarrassment and bewilderment that couldn't be concealed.

This made Gu Ye, who has always been indifferent to others, have a kind of maliciousness in the controller.

He was admiring the handsome and elegant man in front of him, and the bad intentions deep in his heart were provoked, so he deliberately made things difficult, trying to test Qiao Yang's reaction.

The man didn't show any resistance at all, and he still had a flattering smile as if he wanted to be forgiven for doing something wrong.

The thin and curved Danfeng eyes are bright and pure.

Gu Ye swallowed the words of refusal, tilted his head, and asked with a faint smile, "Then, shall we have a drink?"

"Have a drink? OK!"

Qiao Yang readily agreed: "I'll take you to a good place, wait for me to change clothes."

Good place?

Gu Ye waited happily.

In the end, Qiao Yang took him to Yemei.

Gu Ye usually doesn't come to this kind of place.When he passed the first and second floors, he looked at the grotesque men and women on the dance floor and listened to the deafening loud music.

He frowned and asked, "Master Qiao likes this kind of place?"

"No."

Qiao Yang explained to him: "It's a bit noisy here, but the third floor is relatively quiet. I brought Mr. Gu here because there are out-of-print red wines in the collection here."

When Qiao Yang said that, he smiled mysteriously at him.

There was a bit of complacency on that expression, like a boy in school proudly sharing treasures he had kept in his possession for many years with his friends.

Gu Ye couldn't help but frowned: "Young Master Qiao likes red wine?"

"Okay."

Qiao Yang nodded, and explained to him solemnly:

"It's like that kind of rare, old treasure, which has a long lasting aftertaste. It's like traveling to a world a century away, which is especially memorable."

"Is it?"

Gu Ye chuckled: "It's really worth tasting."

After entering the third floor, the noise was blocked and replaced by the rhythm of playing the piano.

The black bar, the wooden wine cabinet, and the handsome boy playing the piano are all exactly the same as the people and objects in the photo Geng Hui showed him yesterday.

When Mo Yu saw Qiao Yang, the rhythm of his playing slowed down a few beats immediately, and his eyes looked at Qiao Yang from time to time, with surprise and shyness on his expression.

Qiao Yang also waved at Mo Yu, and then sat at the bar and asked the bartender, "Xiaohao, take out the Latour 1961 I ordered."

The bartender Xiaohao looked for him in the wine cabinet, and asked with a smile, "Didn't Master Qiao say that you can only open it on a special day? Why do you have to open it today?"

Qiao Yang leaned on the bar and said, "This is not an apology today, it's a special day."

Xiaohao: "Hey, who can make the third young master of the Qiao family make an apology..."

Xiaohao was at a loss for words when he saw Gu Ye, and he was stunned for three to five seconds before he realized: "Gu, it's Mr. Gu, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm rude."

Gu Ye-S is the youngest and top figure in the business world, who most often appears in various TV interviews and magazines, and is an existence that is far above and beyond reach.

Xiaohao restrained his frivolous and laughing attitude, straightened his back, and respected him.

Gu Ye smiled slightly: "Apology is nothing, it's just wanting to drink less with Qiao."

In addition to the bartender Xiaohao, other staff members and occasional guests on the third floor also spotted Gu Ye.

It's just that they all looked at it from a distance and were amazed: Gu Ye will also come to the night show?

Still with Qiao Yang!

Xiaohao held the Latour 1961 in both hands, and handed it to Qiao Yang: "Young Master Qiao, can you open it yourself, or should I open it for you?"

Qiao Yang: "I'll do it myself."

He took the wine carefully, but did not open the cork in a hurry.

There was joy in his eyes, looking at the mottled label on the bottle showing its age, as if he was holding a treasure that had been treasured for many years.

Gu Ye suddenly couldn't bear it, he chuckled and asked, "Why don't we drink something else? You continue to hide this bottle."

Only then did Qiao Yang pick up the corkscrew, pull out the cork skillfully and neatly, and said with a smile, "No, I want to try it."

He held the goblet in one hand, and the bottle in the other, tilted slightly, and the dark red wine poured into the two goblets like flowing silk.

The way he pours the wine is very elegant and skillful, and the expression he looks at the liquid is almost devoutly focused.

Gu Ye: "It's my honor to just open the wine that Qiao Shao wanted to drink on a special day."

Qiao Yang: "I'm still reluctant to drink it myself. I just invited Mr. Gu to drink it today and gave me a chance to open the bottle. After all, I'm also in your favor."

Reluctant.

Gu Ye couldn't help but want to laugh. The price of Latu 1961 is indeed expensive, and this amount of money is nothing to Qiao Yang.

The man in front of him cherishes the things he loves more than the value of money.

Qiao Yang picked up the cup and raised it over: "Come on, Mr. Gu. We don't know each other. After toasting you, we will be friends."

The tone, look and actions carried the boldness and loyalty unique to young people.

Gu Ye laughed out loud, "Okay."

The two raised their wine glasses at the same time, and lightly touched their backs filled with dark red liquid, making a crisp collision sound.

Qiao Yang raised his head slightly, revealing a fair neck, with smooth and delicate curves from the chin to the Adam's apple and down to the collarbone.

Gu Ye looked at it for a few seconds, then looked away, and carefully sipped the red wine that a man cherishes most.

He had drunk better red wine than this one, but today's was especially rich and full-bodied, with a lingering aftertaste.

Qiao Yang was also intoxicated by it, and after a few sips, he couldn't stop admiring: "As expected of Latour's legendary year, it is really a mellow fragrance that I have never tasted before."

Qiao Yang was very happy to drink the out-of-print red wine.

He kept talking to Gu Ye about Latour's characteristics and taste.

When the glass became empty and he was about to pour a second glass, Gu Ye stopped him: "Tasting wine, one glass is enjoyment, if you drink more until you feel uncomfortable, it is a waste of good things."

"But……"

Qiao Yang was struggling in his heart.

Opened red wine can hardly maintain its original flavor over time.

Gu Ye persuaded him: "Let Xiaohao take care of it for you now, pump the air and put the cork on it, it will be fine for two or three days."

Qiao Yang reluctantly let go of his hand: "...that's fine."

Quite obedient.

Gu Ye smiled, and the softness shone in the deep peach blossom eyes.

Can't drink, Qiao Yang has nothing to do.

He looked at Mo Yu who was playing the piano, and called softly, "Mo Yu, let me play for a while."

Mo Yu stopped immediately: "Yes."

Under Gu Ye's slightly surprised expression, Qiao Yang walked onto the small stage and sat in front of the grand piano.

The stage is the center of the third floor, with bright lights around and above it, and the surrounding of the piano is as bright as day.

The dark and shiny piano body reflects the surrounding lights, making it dazzling.

The man was sitting in the most dazzling center, his upright sitting posture, slender figure, and handsome face, interpreting indescribable elegance everywhere.

He focused on playing, his slender and fair fingers jumped on the black and white keys, as nimbly as a flying butterfly, flowing out a beautiful melody.

Gu Ye has seen various faces of Qiao Yang.

The polite and alienated one, the one who smiled lightly, the one who even got drunk and vomited in a mess, the one who was in a mess, and the one who was soft and blurred in his arms...

And Qiao Yang at this moment was really beautiful.

If the scene in front of you is still, it is a painting.

But it is a painting that can be secretly admired in a hidden place at home.

It took him a long time to realize his absence.

After laughing at himself in his heart, he turned his head and saw that Mo Yu was looking at the man as intently as he was.

Gu Ye knocked on the table and asked him, "Would you like a drink?"

"what?"

Mo Yu came back to his senses, hesitantly said: "No, no need, thank you Mr. Gu."

"What are you doing so politely?"

Gu Ye nodded his chin towards Qiao Yang: "Isn't he your boyfriend?"

Mo Yu hurriedly shook her head: "No, it's not."

He lowered his head slightly, and the earlobes that were not covered by the broken hair were slightly red.

He said in a low voice: "Not yet...not yet."

No, and not yet, the meaning is too different.

Gu Ye looked at Mo Yu with a faint smile.

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However, before they knew it, other places had exploded.

Yemei, a high-end private club.

All the people who come here are from the upper echelons of the business world in S City, and there is no one who does not know Gu Ye.

It's not unusual for Qiao Yang to come here.

It is not uncommon for Gu Ye to come here.

But the combination of Qiao Yang and Gu Ye is too much speculation.

When Gu Ye came here, he should have reserved a quiet and secluded private room with his parents and grandparents, negotiated in hidden murderous words, and completed transactions of hundreds of millions of yuan between drinks and drinks.

Instead of sitting at the bar with a second-generation ancestor tasting wine and playing the piano.

conspiracy.

There is definitely a conspiracy going on here.

As a result, the photos of Gu Ye and Qiao Yang drinking together were spread wildly.

In each of Ye Mei's closed boxes, someone held a mobile phone in astonishment:

"How did these two people who couldn't beat each other get together?"

"Didn't I hear that the Gu family and the Qiao family are fighting for a piece of hill?"

"The Qiao family is in charge of the third young master of the Qiao family, and Qiao Yang has moved to live across from Gu Ye's house. How about you?"

"Want to get close to Gu Ye and set up secrets? Qiao Yang is looking for death. Don't look at the fate of ten giant companies that went bankrupt overnight two years ago."

"Okay, let's just wait, there's a good show to watch next."

Joe's Villa.

Qiao Jin came out of the room and found Qiao Tiancheng who was jogging in the gym: "Dad, look quickly, what is the third child thinking? He is drinking with Gu Ye in a nightclub."

"Where does he really think he can get secrets from Gu Ye? Where does he have the confidence."

Qiao Tiancheng looked at the photo of Gu Ye and Qiao Yang toasting to each other on the phone, and murmured, "The two are friends, right?"

When he said this, he himself didn't believe it.

Qiao Jin: "Gu Ye, who do you see him as friends with? My elder brother has a good relationship with Gu Ye, but once the company's interests are involved, Gu Ye can turn his face faster than a book."

Qiao Zhen also came in and sneered: "When he loses to Gu Ye, he will know how ridiculous what he is doing now."

"If a piece of Xifeng Terrace can make Lao San know his stupidity, it will be worth it."

Qiao Jin didn't speak any more, and looked at his father Qiao Tiancheng.

Qiao Tiancheng pondered for a long time, then sighed: "I also reminded him, let him judge for himself later."

Gu Family Jingshan Villa.

Butler Uncle Wu: "Ma'am, Master Aye is drinking with the third young master of the Qiao family at Yemei."

"What did you say?"

Xu Weiling, who was pruning a pot of camellia, turned around and asked in surprise.

Uncle Wu handed her the phone, with a worried expression on his face: "It is said that the third young master of the Qiao family is getting close to Mr. Gu for Qifengtai..."

"Xifeng Terrace?"

Xu Weiling didn't care too much: "Ah Ye never gives anyone a chance to take advantage of."

"but……"

She looked carefully at the photos on her phone.

Gu Ye was smiling, his eyes sparkling.

It was heartfelt joy, a real laugh.

My son knows that the people around Aye these years are either business partners with mutual benefits or win-win business partners, or competitors who will kill me.

Never had any real friends.

Never bothered about anyone.

Xu Weiling held the phone thoughtfully.

The author has something to say:

Qiao Yang: You all think too much.