The president is always unhappy [Transmigration Book]

Not far away was Jiang Che's coat, he picked it up and slammed it on Song Yuanzhou's body, pulling him up from the ground.

Song Yuanzhou was still thinking about it: "What about the complete cardiopulmonary resuscitation and artificial respiration?"

Ah, one artificial respiration was missing in vain!

Why on earth did he wake up so early?

Jiang Che patted his face: "It's so miserable, why are you still thinking about this?"

He smiled: "Who is not human?"

Song Yuanzhou had a pale face, smiling innocently at Jiang Che, above those wet deer eyes, there were pathetic wet eyelashes drooping.

Jiang Che had to soften his voice: "Does the ear hurt? I'll go to the hospital later to get the water out."

Song Yuanzhou was aggrieved: "It hurts, you still say I am not human, I can only rely on these to divert my attention, otherwise I will die of pain."

Pretend to be a weak little flower.

The new skill get that I just learned from Zhao Si.

The war between Ding Nongnong and Zhao Si ended with the victory of Zhao Si, and Ding Nongnong was politely invited away by the security guards.

Only then did Zhao Si realize that her elder brother Jiang had "enthusiastically" saved a little-known passer-by, and he wished that he was the one who fell into the water just now, and could be treated so tenderly by him.

Her eyes were red with jealousy.

Zhao Si followed behind them, step by step, "Brother Jiang, who is he? Do you know him?"

As soon as Song Yuanzhou's focus on Jiang Che's beauty dropped, he felt a throbbing pain in his ears, an unbearable pain in his head, and he was a little unsteady on his feet.

After walking a few times, he fell into Jiang Che's arm that was holding him.

Zhao Si gritted his teeth in the back: "Don't think that Brother Jiang can take advantage of him because of his kindness!"

After she finished speaking, Song Yuanzhou staggered and fell into Jiang Che's arms.

Song Yuanzhou: -mouth-

He really didn't deliberately show off in front of a lovelorn.

He really didn't!

Zhao Si: "!!! It's unreasonable to still touch porcelain, you are so mad at me!"

Zhao Si wanted to rush up, but Jiang Che turned his head slightly, his cold eyes hinted at a warning, Zhao Si stopped embarrassingly.

After entering the venue, Jiang Che arranged Song Yuanzhou in a nearby seat.

Jiang Che lowered his head and said softly, "I'll go say hello to Mr. Zhao, and we'll go to the hospital after a while."

Song Yuanzhou pressed his hands near his ears and nodded weakly.

Zhao Si stared at Song Yuanzhou with hatred and hatred in his eyes.

Jiang Che turned cold: "Miss Zhao, do you want to go with me?"

Zhao Si didn't expect that he would take the initiative to invite him, so he immediately put on a ecstatic smile, and responded in a low voice, "Yeah."

Jiang Che took a deep look at Song Yuanzhou, and took Zhao Si to find Mr. Zhao.

At this time, Ding Nongnong walked over leisurely with a glass of champagne.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I can't tell, this President Jiang is actually a lover. Look at the eagerness to protect his wife, it's really eye-catching."

Song Yuanzhou supported his forehead: "Why haven't you left yet?"

How can I have you everywhere, can I still do it?

Can't you just let him take a break?

Ding Nongnong: "It's hard to come here, how can we do it if we don't gain anything?"

Song Yuanzhou: "Then please hurry up and harvest. Why are you always hanging around me? Those who don't know think you have a crush on me."

Ding Nongnong almost vomited the champagne in his mouth again: "You're disgusting me to death, I just came to see if you're dead, now that you're dying, I'm relieved. Let's go."

Holding the champagne, Ding Nongnong raised his head and straightened his body. In a blink of an eye, he merged into the crowd in the distance, and was gradually overwhelmed by the taller crowd.

Song Yuanzhou was not feeling well, lying on the table in a daze.

Fortunately, Jiang Che came back soon, sat next to him, and tried to speak softly, "Can I go?"

Song Yuanzhou's whole body was hot, and his vision was hazy and unreal.

Song Yuanzhou's index finger moved subconsciously.

He thought vaguely——

If he insisted on going by himself, he would definitely be able to forcefully walk out of here.Because in the past 20 years, he has been alone, walking alone and stubbornly.

But now he doesn't want to pretend to be brave at all, he really wants to shed a little tears, then throw himself into Mr. Jiang's arms, and let him take him away.

At this moment, he really wanted to be a soft and tender little white lotus.

He raised his head and tried to squeeze out a smile from the corner of his mouth, "I can go."

At the meeting place of the Zhao family, various media scattered in the corners of the meeting place of the Zhao family. Jiang Che, as a prominent figure in the city’s business district, is already rare not to be chased to dig up news. The departure screen is shown.Don't reject the news that comes to you in vain.

He didn't want Mr. Jiang to be the laughing stock of the entire business circle because of himself.

It's a pity that he pretended to be calm, his eyes darkened when he stood up, and his body fell back unnaturally.

Jiang Che was taken aback by his sudden and reckless movement, and quickly put his arms around his lower back to help him stabilize his figure.

Song Yuanzhou was also taken aback by himself, his deer eyes widened.

"This... this is an accident."

All Jiang Che's helplessness at this moment turned into worry. He turned around, turned his back to Song Yuanzhou, squatted down halfway, patted himself on the back, and said, "Come up."

Song Yuanzhou looked around, and there were already several pairs of curious eyes looking in their direction.

He resolutely refused: "No, no, I will go by myself, there are too...too many people here."

Jiang Che patted himself on the back again: "Do you want me to carry you out?"

Song Yuanzhou: -mouth-

Song Yuanzhou: "But there are so many people watching, and the media is there, so many people have noticed us."

Jiang Che: "Come up obediently, they dare not talk nonsense."

Song Yuanzhou: "But..."

Jiang Che stood up and supported Song Yuanzhou's back with one hand like the wind, and stretched out his other hand across the crook of his feet, hugging him up.

Song Yuanzhou subconsciously covered his face with his hands, and sure enough, he heard the sound of breathing loudly around him.

After a brief silence, the men awoke from great shock and began to whisper.

"My God, who is this?"

"Is it the little boy who was with Mr. Jiang when he came in?"

"What does this mean? Are you going out like this?"

"My God, they are really courageous, they are all media."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

All kinds of different voices gathered together and turned into a chaotic and noisy noise, which made Song Yuanzhou blush and dizzy.

He leaned his head on Jiang Che's shoulder, probably realizing that he was covering his eyes a bit shyly, so Jiang Che pressed his head into his shoulder socket.

Song Yuanzhou tilted his head and buried his head in it.

The whole behavior is like covering one's ears and stealing one's bell, you can't see me, you can't see me, you can't see me if you bury your face.

All the noise in the venue stopped, only occasional murmurs and whispered conversations.

On the long red carpet of the venue, every time Jiang Che took a step, the spotlights around him flickered together.

Song Yuanzhou thought in his heart: It's over, it's over, the headlines will definitely be on the front page tomorrow!

He was embarrassed for only a moment, and was tightly wrapped by the familiar and pleasant smell, which soothed his restless emotions very well, and even his drowsy head seemed not to be uncomfortable.

Song Yuanzhou nestled in Jiang Che's arms, his voice was muffled by Jiang Che's clothes, but it was not difficult to hear the joy in his voice, "Brother, do you know what you were in your previous life?"

Jiang Che lowered his head slightly, and tilted his head slightly, "Huh?"

Song Yuanzhou thought about his words, and laughed by himself, "Brother, you were blind to medicine in your last life."

Although Jiang Che was a few years older than Song Yuanzhou, and boasted that he was still very young, for some reason, he couldn't keep up with Song Yuanzhou's brain circuits.

"What?" He suspected he had heard wrong.

Song Yuanzhou raised his head slightly from his shoulder socket, revealing one big eye, staring at Jiang Che, "Otherwise, why would I smell you, my illness will be cured."

The corner of Jiang Che's mouth twitched: "Then it doesn't look like you are sick."

This time it was Song Yuanzhou's turn to be dumbfounded.

Song Yuanzhou: "???"

No, why doesn't his brother play cards according to common sense?He's said such earthy love words, and his reaction is like this?

That's it?

Jiang Che lowered his head again, and the warm air sprayed on Song Yuanzhou's sensitive neck.

"You're just getting angry." After speaking, he glanced at Song Yuanzhou's three inches below the navel meaningfully.

Song Yuanzhou shrank his neck.

He put his hand unnaturally to cover the part that has attracted much attention.

He curled his lips: "what's the matter with you always laughing at my little brother?"

The two walked out of the meeting place, turned left, and went to a different path than when they came.

"This road is closer to the door. Old Wang is already waiting for us at the door." Jiang Che kept his feet down while explaining to Song Yuanzhou with his head bowed.

Song Yuanzhou closed his eyes and fell asleep quietly long before he knew what was going on.

Lao Wang has been standing outside the car waiting for Jiang Che.

Seeing that Jiang Che's clothes were all wet, he froze for a moment, and asked, "Boss, do you want to change your clothes first?"

Song Yuanzhou turned his head uncomfortably when he heard the sound.

Jiang Che shook his head, motioning Old Wang to relax, "Fell asleep."

Lao Wang looked at the nose, nose and heart, pretending not to see, calmly opened the cab, and hit his head on the roof of the car.

Jiang Che laid Song Yuanzhou's upper body flat on the two seats, let his head rest on his legs, and put a small rabbit blanket on his chest.

This is the second time he has quietly and seriously admired Song Yuanzhou's sleeping appearance at close range. He is used to poking his mouth when he sleeps. At this time, his two eyebrows are curled, and there are two blushes on his cheeks. Poor.

Jiang Che took out his mobile phone, and took a serious photo of his sleeping face.

Opened the phone's WeChat, and sent a new message in the circle of friends that Wannian didn't use, blocking Song Yuanzhou——

[picture.

Without looking, the child fell into the water. ]

After Jiang Che sent the message, he turned off the phone screen and put it in his pocket.

Special Assistant Qian, who was scrolling through Moments, suddenly received a new message from the boss, and the phone slipped from his hand and hit him hard on the bridge of the nose.

"Damn it! It hurts, it's not a hallucination!"

This is Jiang Che's first Moments post since he started WeChat, and it shows a cute young man's disturbed sleeping face.

On the way to send Song Yuanzhou to the hospital, his circle of friends was almost exploded by his friends' praise.

The bottom has become a forum discussion thread

Tony:!White Rabbit!

Ah Han: Do you know Tony? ?Lao Jiang is too unkind. He told you without telling me?

Tony: You can see how close you are to each other now, right?

Ah Han: Damn, I don't accept it.

Sauter: Just listen to him, and look carefully at the exposed corner of the clothes and trousers, it is obviously Tony's work.It looks like it's going to make clothes, he's bluffing you.

Special Assistant Qian: Doesn't it matter, little boss?

Other executives followed up with questions and best wishes expressing concern about the health of the young boss.

The people in charge of other branches didn't know Song Yuanzhou. When they saw the news from the boss, they were dazed and poked into Qian Tezhu's friends one after another.

Immediately, Special Assistant Qian's WeChat account was blasted by the people in charge.

Special Assistant Qian: "..."

No, why is it always me who gets hurt when the boss falls in love?

He had to log on to WeChat again with difficulty, seized the time to post a sentence in Moments, and chose the visible group-Jiang Yuan (no boss).

[Don't ask again, just ask the lady boss].

Jiang Che, who had set off a timed "bomb", had no knowledge of it.

At the entrance of the hospital, Jiang Che gently woke up Song Yuanzhou.

"Does it still hurt?"

Song Yuanzhou took a nap and got better, but he was still a little dazed when he woke up.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the magnified beauty, he swallowed silently, and became dizzy.

"Brother, kiss me, I won't hurt anymore."

The author has something to say: sexy author, bald online. QAQ.

I'm so sleepy, promise me some favorite authors.Refill.

See you in the next chapter of the small theater, I'm really sleepy, woo woo woo.