The president is always unhappy [Transmigration Book]

Jiang Che held a high-grade packaging box in his right hand, and pinched the phone in his left hand, as if he didn't respond to Song Yuanzhou's question suddenly.

He frowned at the door, as if he was thinking about it.Other than that, Song Yuanzhou didn't see any other panicked expressions.

Jiang Che handed over the packing box, took off his shoes, put on his exclusive pair of slippers and walked inside.

He looked calm and unruffled on the surface, but actually his heart was turbulent, he was afraid that Song Yuanzhou would find out that he was crossing the boat.

Jiang Che replied blankly: "From what I saw on the Internet, the other party has dug out all eighteen generations of your ancestors."

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

Song Yuanzhou hadn't eaten all of his melons yet.I spent the whole afternoon discussing with Hu Qi how this matter would end, but I didn't pay much attention to the turmoil on the Internet.

He walked quickly to the dining table, put the lunch box away, and took out his mobile phone, "I'll check it out."

Jiang Che remained calm: "However, that post was quickly deleted because it did not comply with network information security."

This time, the ferment of time was even greater than the last time. Many extreme fans had new and old hatreds all on Song Yuanzhou's head.

He simply turned his back on others, and the only difference was the color of the crotch pants he wore when he was a child.

However, all the suspected posts of this kind were seen by the security department of Jiang Che's public relations company, contacted the administrators of each section to delete them, and the posters were also banned and warned.

There are still such posts, and the management will do the same.

Therefore, information leakage and exposure can only be done in private at most, and the speed of transmission is not as wide as compared to the news, and there are not many people who come here for fame.

Jiang Che took out the vegetables and rice from the packing box.

"Let's eat first. There is always a way to solve the problem. The security guard has called the police, and the group of people outside has dispersed."

Song Yuanzhou still couldn't recover.

It's like being seen by Jiang Che wearing women's clothes for the first time and having such a memory, mostly shame.But fortunately, they didn't know each other at the time.

But now, there are more intersections between them, and he is slowly trying to get closer to him.

Not only is it embarrassing to be a big guy in women's clothing, but will it leave a strange bad impression on his brother?

He really doesn't have any interest in women's clothing, it's all forced by novels!

Song Yuanzhou took the chopsticks from Jiang Che's hand, poked the bowl of rice in front of him repeatedly, and asked cautiously, "Brother, do you think that I... am a bit out of shape?"

Jiang Che didn't even frown, and looked at Song Yuanzhou's frightened bunny-like eyes with a calm face, "I haven't seen you before..."

It seems... also...

Women's clothes... naked... I've seen everything, and there is really nothing more exciting than this.

That being said, it doesn't seem like a big deal...

Song Yuanzhou helped open the lunch box in front of him, and when he saw the dishes in the lunch box, he immediately smiled, "It's all my favorite dishes."

Jiang Che's mood had been clouded for two days, but when he saw his smile, the dark clouds finally dissipated a little.

He thought of the reason for the haze in the past two days——

Likes that have not been personally confirmed are all my own guesses.

Jiang Che watched Song Yuanzhou eat quietly with tenderness in his eyes.

Song Yuanzhou swallowed a big mouthful of meat: "However, it's not that there is no chance. I was just watching the screen recording of my previous live broadcast. Maybe there will be a turning point."

"Oh, it's all because I forgot all the previous live broadcasts. If you look slowly, you should find clues."

Jiang Che responded softly.

Song Yuanzhou looked up and found that his brother was sitting opposite him, and he didn't eat, but just looked at him.

The ears turned red instantly.

"Brother, why...don't you eat?"

What are you watching me do?Is there something on my face?

I couldn't eat the meal immediately, so I wanted to have a mirror to take a look at myself.

Song Yuanzhou put down his chopsticks and held the phone screen, looking at his face repeatedly, left and right, up and down...

There are no food residues or rice particles...

So, what are you looking at...

Jiang Che ate quickly, the key is that his movements are gentle and not rude at all. After eating, he gracefully wiped the corners of his lips with a napkin, "I'll watch it with you after eating."

Song Yuanzhou opened his eyes wide and waved his hands in horror.Swallowing down the food stuffed in his mouth, he shook his head like a rattle, "No, no, no... I can..."

It's a joke, but he himself doesn't know what kind of dark history may appear!

I just watched one myself, and the clumsy, immature and ridiculous dance in it made me want to vomit.

It would be great if my brother saw it.

There was only such a little image of himself in his heart, but now even this little image is gone.

Regardless of his objection, Jiang Che's tone was unquestionable, "Find it sooner, and calm down this farce earlier. Now is not the time to save face."

Song Yuanzhou wilted immediately, as if rabbit ears were hanging down from his head.

Drooping on both sides of the ears, pitiful.

Jiang Che clenched his fists to resist the ever-expanding smile on his lips.

"Okay, eat slowly. After eating, you can copy a few videos for me, and I will help you watch a few." Jiang Che put away the boxes he had eaten, and analyzed, "I guess you have such a chance to confess. , it shouldn’t be very far away, it must be in the first few videos.”

Song Yuanzhou nodded, he thought so too, following normal logical thinking.

After he danced and posted the video and gained popularity and a small wave of fans, he didn't show his face in the live broadcast, and the gender displayed on his Q station account was a boy. Normal fans would definitely come to ask him if he was a boy or a girl.

Thinking of this, he became more motivated, quickly finished the meal, and helped clean up the trash on the table.

The two went to Song Yuanzhou's study together.

Jiang Che brought his work laptop, and Song Yuanzhou selected a video and copied it to a USB flash drive.

Two people stood on both sides of the desk and put on headphones, each with a screen, and watched the shameful live recording at 2x speed.

This is the third video Song Yuanzhou watched. When he saw the fourth video, he finally saw what he was looking for.

He paused the video, jumped up from the chair, stepped on the stool with both feet, faced Jiang Che, and lay half of his body on the back of the chair, his eyes reflected the light above his head, shining brightly, "Brother, brother, I found it."

Jiang Che couldn't help reaching out to touch his soft hair: "Okay, copy this video to me..."

Song Yuanzhou blushed: "Huh?"

Jiang Che turned the conversation around: "Copy it out and send it to the administrator of Station Q, where it will be handed over to the professional PR and marketing team, and there will be dedicated people to handle this matter, so you don't have to worry about the rest of it." Don't worry, don't go to the Internet to speak, everything follows the command."

It's rare that Jiang Che didn't write by hand, but dictated so many words by himself.

He has a nice voice, and Song Yuanzhou, who is a face control and voice control, can't be too satisfied.

Things seemed to be developing on the bright side again, and Song Yuanzhou, who temporarily let go of his worries, had time to watch the person in front of him.

Tsk tsk tsk, these excellent slender eyelashes.

There is no need to use a mascara brush to brush the long and curled eyelashes. The roots are naturally distinct and curled naturally.

Song Yuanzhou's fingers were itchy, a little ready to move.

Jiang Che felt his fiery gaze and raised his head to look at him, "What are you looking at?"

Song Yuanzhou grinned: "I want to dance on my brother's eyelashes."

Jiang Che raised his eyebrows, are all young people so straightforward?

When he looked down and saw Song Yuanzhou's restless fingers, the corners of his lips hooked slightly, and his handsome face moved closer to him, "Want to touch it?"

Song Yuanzhou rubbed his thumb and index finger, stretched out his hand to touch, "Thank you brother, I've been thinking about it for a long time."

Unexpectedly, Jiang Che chuckled, and a deep smile overflowed from his mouth, and his body also quickly retreated.

Song Yuanzhou felt annoyed in his heart that he almost touched it, and his whole body fell out, and the weightless chair fell forward.

Jiang Che's expression changed, and he immediately threw away the computer in his hand, and hugged the fallen Song Yuanzhou in his arms. The stool under Song Yuanzhou fell to the ground, colliding with the unlucky computer and hitting the ground.

Song Yuanzhou fell into Jiang Che's arms and settled down for half a minute, when he suddenly reached out and touched Jiang Che's eyes.

While touching it, he laughed loudly: "Hahaha, did I touch it?"

He was fine, but Jiang Che turned pale from his fright.But he usually kept a straight face, and he couldn't see the clue unless he looked carefully.

Jiang Che scolded him with a cold face: "Nonsense! Don't you know you're about to fall?"

Song Yuanzhou was wronged: "But you are here, you will definitely catch me."

Song Yuanzhou hung around Jiang Che's neck in the posture of a koala, with his legs clamped around Jiang Che's waist, and rubbed his cheek against Jiang Che's, "Don't be angry."

Jiang Che's heart suddenly softened, and he patted his buttocks lightly with his palm, "Don't do this in the future, what if I don't catch it."

Song Yuanzhou murmured: "Who told you to lie to me, don't let me touch your eyes."

Jiang Che didn't hear clearly, so he leaned over and asked him, "What did you say?"

Song Yuanzhou thought he did it on purpose, his face became even more blush, his whole face seemed to be on fire, he struggled uncomfortably off him, and while fanning himself with his hands, he said: "I'll go and send the video to the administrator .”

He lifted the chair up and picked up the poor computer bag by the way.

"I'm sorry, brother, I don't know if the computer broke or not." Song Yuanzhou stood up straight, like a child who has made a mistake and obediently listens to the training.

A corner of the metal on the computer was scratched, and Song Yuanzhou's heart went straight to his throat.

No matter how much a computer is worth, the important thing is that it is actually the work data in the computer.

Fortunately, the computer was of excellent quality, except for a little scratched paint, there was no other effect. Jiang Che closed the screen and put it on the table, "It's okay, you send the video first."

Song Yuanzhou fiddled with the video with an "oh".

Jiang Che touched his nose, sat next to him and watched him send a video to the other party's mailbox.

After posting, Song Yuanzhou shyly turned his face away, his fair and tender face blushed, "I will...be careful in the future."

"Do not get angry."

Song Yuanzhou looked directly at Jiang Che's face, his eyes involuntarily glanced at those two sexy thin lips.

"Gudong" swallowed his saliva.

I really want to kiss...

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Xiao Jiangjiang lived at Xiao Zhouzhou's house for a week.

One day after school Xiao Zhouzhou asked her mother, "What is a child bride?"

Zhou Zhou's mother: "She was raised at home together since she was a child, and she will be a daughter-in-law in the future."

Xiao Zhouzhou smiled: "Is Xiao Jiangjiang like this?"

Zhou Zhou's mother: "..."

Xiao Jiangjiang: "..."