alternate performance

"No!" Xu Chenhe refused, "I'm sorry, I can't do it."

"Why not?" Gu Congran's face darkened, "I promised Jiang Hua to give him a wedding when he was 30 years old. Since you choose to live in his place, will you refuse even the proposal?"

"Mr. Gu, I'm not Jiang Hua." Xu Chenhe clenched his hands on the table into fists, "Even if everyone is kept in the dark, how can you deceive yourself?"

There was a hint of sullenness on Wen Ya's face, which was more vivid than the previous expression of chuckling or pursing his lips, and at the same time, it was more like Jiang Hua showing various emotions in front of Gu Congran.Gu Congran stroked his ring finger without any jewelry, and stared straight at Xu Chenhe: "Just lie to me once."

The atmosphere at the dinner table became frozen, Xu Chenhe avoided the other party's almost affectionate eyes: "I don't want to."

Gu Congran pointed to the construction drawings on the side: "Even if I want to withdraw the investment plan now, don't you agree?"

Xu Chenhe stared wide-eyed and looked at the other party in surprise, as if he didn't expect Gu Congran to do this: "Then...then I will stop acting for you at the worst."

Gu Congran had expected it a long time ago: "How much damages will be paid for breach of contract, have you calculated it?"

"You..." Xu Chenhe was speechless, and only then did he understand what Gu Congran meant by "making him suffer".

The tense shoulders collapsed, and Xu Chenhe leaned his back against the back of the chair, don't get too angry: "Please tell me, what do you want me to do?"

The annual company annual meeting of Xuanran Entertainment kicked off. In previous years, Gu Congran, who gave a speech early on stage and waited for the end with peace of mind, changed his strategy this year and decided to appear as the finale.

The company's executives and shareholders are sitting in the front row near the stage. Xu Chenhe, who is neither an executive nor a shareholder, sits next to the person who is the highest core of the entire group. Playing, but my heart is not as relaxed as it appears on the surface.

There is no shortage of artists who are good at singing and dancing in Xuan Ran, and all the performers on stage can play tricks, making the whole audience laugh.Even so, Xu Chenhe still couldn't relax, he glanced at Gu Congran on the left, he didn't know what he was thinking about with that tough side face.

Suddenly, Gu Congran turned his face, his soft eyes fell on his face: "Are you afraid?"

Xu Chenhe still remembered the other party's unreasonable persecution, he turned his face away, and said angrily: "No."

Anyway, Xu Chenhe has seen his arrogance and strength, Gu Congran doesn't mind revealing his true face: "Don't back down from me."

With Gu Congran's deliberately low whispers in his ears, Xu Chenhe couldn't bear to watch the wonderful performance on stage any longer, and wondered in a daze whether they were like rubbing hands together in the eyes of others.

"This is my bottom line," Xu Chenhe was holding hands by Gu Congran, and he couldn't speak clearly, "You...you can't do anything more extreme."

A muffled low laugh drifted into his ears, Xu Chenhe's ears were very hot, but he didn't hear the other party's answer.

As the performance at the annual meeting came to an end, Gu Congran went up to give a speech as the boss. He loves minimalism and hates long speeches. After summarizing the work of the year and looking forward to the future in a few words, he snapped his fingers, and the lighting engineer knowingly turned off the There was only a beam of bright white light on the stage.

The crowd was in an uproar, knowing that a good show was inevitable for this movement.

When Gu Congran was delivering his speech, there was a smile on his expressionless face: "Xuanran Entertainment has been here for eight years. Whether it is the seniors of the company or the newcomers who just came in, they probably know Who am I building this company for?"

Although the venue was dim, it couldn't stop the employees or artists from looking at Xu Chenhe together.

Under the eyes of everyone, Xu Chenhe bowed his head in embarrassment. Although he knew that if Jiang Hua was here, he would accept everyone's attention without any scruples, but Xu Chenhe couldn't do it.

"The coming-of-age ceremony in middle school, I promised him that if we were still together in our thirties, I would propose to him." Gu Congran raised his palm to suppress the commotion, "I chose to propose at the annual meeting because I wanted to Everyone supervise me, if one day I do something wrong to him, you will fire me as the boss."

Everyone laughed, Gu Congran stood calmly on the stage, staring at the most beautiful face in the first row from a few meters away: "Huahua, can you come over to my side?"

The greasy address rang in his ears, Xu Chenhe squirmed his lips that had been bitten by himself before, and the word "no" was drowned in the booing of everyone.

The female executive next to her elbowed his arm: "Come on, Mr. Gu is waiting for you."

"I..." Xu Chenhe rubbed his hands on the coat twice, wiping away the cold sweat from his palms.

He is a controlled machine, every word and action is involuntary.

Jiang Hua would not hesitate.

He couldn't count how many steps he took from the stage to the stage, Xu Chenhe only felt that when he and Gu Congran stood side by side under the light, the innermost layer of his clothes was soaked in cold sweat.

"Huahua," Gu Congran turned around and knelt on one knee, holding up Xu Chenhe's left hand, "Say you are willing."

The fingers placed in Gu Congran's palm were cold, Xu Chenhe muttered: "Yes."

Gu Congran raised the microphone to his mouth: "Who wants to?"

Xu Chenhe didn't dare to look around: "I am willing."

The roaring applause and cheers were endless, and the cold platinum ring was a little loose on the ring finger, but it was beautiful against the cold white skin.

Gu Congran stood up, like countless marriage proposal ceremonies in the world, leaning forward to ask for a kiss, of course, it was also caused by the booing of thousands of audiences.

Xu Chenhe suddenly understood Gu Congran's ambiguous smile just now when he was in the audience, and Gu Congran tightened his waist, he had no way to retreat, so he had to ask tremblingly: "Can you borrow a seat—"

Without giving him a chance to refuse, Gu Congran bowed his head and kissed Xu Chenhe's lips, just like that rainy night, he wholeheartedly regarded the man in his arms as the person in his dream.

The annual meeting lasted until the meal time. The company booked a banquet at the Mohebo Hotel, and the employees and artists moved their positions to eat after watching the performance.

Gu Congran didn't go, and drove Xu Chenhe, who was in poor condition, home.

It was the evening rush hour, and traffic jams were inevitable. Gu Congran was not in a hurry, and turned his head to tease Xu Chenhe: "Are you angry that the ring size is wrong, or are you angry that I will kiss you?"

The ring was completely customized according to Jiang Hua's size, and I didn't pay attention to it at ordinary times. When I put the ring on for Xu Chenhe, Gu Congran realized that Xu Chenhe was a little thinner than Jiang Hua.

Xu Chenhe leaned against the car window and said nothing, his dark eyes filled with the mottled lights of the city night, his silent attitude made Gu Congran want to give him another blow: "Actually, it wasn't the first time I kissed you just now. "

Sure enough, Xu Chenhe turned his head in panic: "When will you..."

"The night you were drunk," Gu Congran looked at him intently, "you grabbed my clothes and refused to let me go."

"Lie!" Xu Chenhe blushed, "Impossible."

The car was loose, and Gu Congran stepped on the accelerator: "Believe it or not, but it was your fault that time. Didn't you say that you can drink, who knows that you are so easy to get drunk and clingy."

Xu Chenhe has nothing to refute. He is indeed clingy when drunk. A roommate was clingy once before he graduated from university. It is said that he hugged someone and refused to let go, so that person had to stuff a thick bed into his arms. The quilt caused him to be woken up by the heat in the middle of the summer night.

Downstairs at home, Xu Chenhe wanted to take off the ring and return it to Gu Congran, but the latter held his hand: "Don't take it off, do you think we are rumored to be at odds?"

"It doesn't fit the size." Xu Chenhe easily took off the ring that was stained with his body temperature, threw it into Gu Congran's arms without any hesitation, turned around and was about to push the door to get out of the car.

With a tight wrist, Xu Chenhe was dragged back by Gu Congran, and he fell on the passenger seat, only frowning delicately in anger: "Mr. Gu, don't go too far."

"I thought you wouldn't lose your temper." Gu Congran squeezed Xu Chenhe's chin, leaned over and took a paper bag from the back seat to him, "It contains the script of "Tracking a Thousand Faces", take it back and have a look."

Xu Chenhe didn't answer, trying to reason with Gu Congran: "Mr. Gu, you can't treat me as a toy, it's very disrespectful."

"Are all teachers so serious?" Gu Congran was reminded of his sloppy temperament when he was studying, "Xu Chenhe, if you had thrown away the face I have today with me, I wouldn't have to act a modest gentleman in front of you. It's boring." .”

Feeling that he was played by this person again and again, Xu Chenhe's mood was not very good.According to the usual point, he would invite Gu Congran to eat at home, but today he grabbed the bag and got off the car without saying a word, even saying goodbye.

Seeing Xu Chenhe's figure disappear at the entrance of the corridor, Gu Congran hummed a tune happily and tapped a series of beats on the steering wheel. Finally, he picked up the ring that had rolled down at his feet, wiped it gently with his fingertips, and put it Put it back into your pocket.

There was an incoming call on the mobile phone, Gu Congran hung up the Bluetooth headset, turned the steering wheel and drove out of Fujinyuan: "Mom, don't rush, we are on our way back."

He lives separately from his family, but he visits the house twice a month at the request of his mother, Wei Fangling, who said that no matter how busy a man is, he cannot put his family behind his work.

Gu Congran was not stingy when he was young, and sometimes he had to fight against his father, but he listened to his mother the most since he was a child.

Wei Fangling instructed: "Your brother said he wants to eat the fresh milk puffs from the private dessert at the end of South Street, so you can bring him a box along the way."

"He doesn't know how to buy it himself?" Gu Cong talked about Gu Cunkai's laziness from the burner, and took a detour to South Street.

Carrying the snack box into Gu's house, before changing his shoes, Gu Cunkai greeted him, "Brother, welcome back." Then he snatched the snack box from him.

Gu Cunkai has just passed his 20th birthday, and he is very favored at home. The main reason is that Gu Shenli prefers the younger son, because the younger son is sweeter than the older son and will not make his parents angry.

Gu Congran put on a cotton mop and slapped his younger brother on the head: "I ordered a batch of test questions for you, don't thank me."

Gu Cunkai bit the puff and avoided it, and went upstairs in a blink of an eye: "Leave it to you to make it yourself, I will definitely make it through this time!"

Sitting in the living room, Wei Fangling, who was reading magazines, was over [-] years old and still had charm. She had practiced dancing for many years and kept her figure no worse than that of a young woman. She dressed up like an aristocrat.

Gu Congran approached, sat down beside her, took the fashion magazine from her hand, and called "Mom".

Wei Fangling responded, then picked up her phone and clicked on Weibo, and flicked the trending search interface: "What's the matter with the marriage proposal?"

As the boss of one of the largest entertainment groups in the country, and the other party is a young film star, Gu Congran had already expected that this would cause a sensation on the Internet: "When I'm about the age, I will decide this matter, that's all."

"But this person is not Jiang Hua." Wei Fangling had heard about Gu Congran finding someone to replace Jiang Hua, "Ah Ran, if you do this, you will regret it sooner or later."

"What are you regretting? I didn't let him replace me for the rest of my life." Gu Congran laughed, "When I forget about Huahua, I will naturally find a way to let Xu Chenhe go. Can he rely on me?"

"Crazy." A deep voice came from the spiral staircase, Gu Shenli walked down on the handrail, and gave Gu Congran a slanting glance.

Seeing that the father and son who had just met were about to quarrel again, Wei Fangling hurriedly tugged on Gu Congran's arm to change the subject: "By the way, you can drive my car to the store tomorrow as the first insurance. null."

"You just like to find ways to keep me at home overnight." Gu Congran smiled, took out his mobile phone and sent a message to the manager of the 4S shop: When will Mr. Xu Chenhe's BMW 3 Series be available?

The other party replied in seconds: I have notified Mr. Xu, and I will pick up the car at two o'clock tomorrow afternoon.