After The Boss Transmigrated Into Cannon Fodder (Quick Transmigration)

The company finally decided to cooperate with the Layson Group to produce [Mengbao No. [-]]. The two parties re-drafted the contract. The Layson Group has related companies. After the cooperation is finalized, [Mengbao No. [-]] will start production in various regions.

There is no need to worry about inventory issues. Each point of sale no longer sells [Mengbao No. [-]] in limited quantities every day. Sales have soared, and the new factory has officially started construction.

[Mengbao No. [-]] All kinds of problems since its listing have been solved one by one, the company's development is on the right track, and Jiang Mo, who has been busy for more than half a year, finally relaxes.

Gu Zheng continued to stay in Huaguo. He transferred the relevant team from the headquarters of Leysen, handed over the follow-up matters of cooperation with Turing Technology, and started flying on both sides of Huaguo in M ​​country.

Although a vice president has been promoted to manage the headquarters, there are many internal entanglements within the Layson Group, and it is impossible for Gu Zheng to completely let go, at least not yet.

He usually flies to Hua Country once every two weeks, and every time it is a weekend, he stays with Jiang Mo for two days, and flies back to Country M on Sunday night.

Jiang Mo is also busy during this time, no matter how busy he is, he will spare the weekend and leave it to Gu Zheng.This is the world where they have spent the shortest time together since they fell in love. It is precisely because of the short time together that they will cherish every minute and every second together. Compared with before, this is a completely different feeling.

Every separation is for the next reunion. We start to look forward to it after separation. Two weeks is not too long but not too short. This anticipation has been brewing for a long time, and it suddenly explodes when we meet next time, which makes the reunion extraordinarily beautiful. .

It is leisure, but compared with the previous busyness, the work is still going on, but there is no need to work crazy overtime just to spare a weekend.

The matter of [Fireworks] still hasn't progressed, Jiang Mo is not surprised by this result, if it was so easy to find out, it wouldn't have been so many years in the original world before this organization was solved by the protagonist.

Jiang Mo made a cup of coffee, added two spoonfuls of sugar, sat on the tatami mat by the window, sipped his coffee, and looked out the window. Jiang Mo's handsome face was brightly lit, reflecting a sense of loneliness.

Today is Friday, usually at this time Gu Zheng would be by his side, but today Gu Zheng had something to do and didn't come over.

Habits are really a terrible thing. No matter how he makes excuses for himself, Jiang Mo has to admit that he misses that person very much now.

What is he doing?Did you miss him?Will he come tomorrow?

Jiang Mo laughed at himself, before Gu Zheng called him every night to tell him how much he missed, but he didn't take it seriously, thinking it was just a day's absence, which was not as exaggerated as he said.Now that he understands this feeling, he only talked on the phone in the morning, but now he thinks so much about that person, wishing he could fly to his side, stay with him, so he won't be as lonely as he is now.

Gu Zheng was stopped by the company's affairs and had to stay to deal with urgent matters. He worked overtime and finally finished it. He was called to Mr. Leisen's side by a phone call.

Gu Zheng thought about finishing it soon so he could go to Jiang Mo, he finished handing over the work in hand and drove to the manor without stopping.

"Master, Master is waiting for you in the study." The housekeeper took the suit jacket from Gu Zheng's hand, hung it on his arm, and said.

"I see."

Gu Zheng walked quickly to the study on the second floor, and pushed open the heavy wooden door.This study room is very large, with many bookshelves, filled with books of various types, including some lonely books and some handwritten manuscripts.

Mr. Leysen, who is not young but full of energy, is sitting in front of the desk, wearing a pair of round-rimmed glasses, and on the desk is a thick book that has been spread out.

"Grandpa, are you looking for me?"

Old Leysen raised his head, took off his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said a word: "Sit."

Gu Zheng sat down as he said.

"Don't you wonder why I asked you to come here today?" Mr. Laysen is a pure Westerner, he has a pair of blue pupils, like a blue ocean, boundless and inclusive.

He stared at Gu Zheng with these blue eyes. In front of Gu Zheng, he was not the head of the Laishan clan who would kill him. He was just a kind elder, a grandfather who owed a lot to his grandson.

Gu Zheng looked at Mr. Lai Sen calmly, "If Grandpa has something to do with me, he will naturally tell me."

"I heard that you have been running around Huaguo a lot recently. If you didn't get caught up in the company's affairs today, would you be in Huaguo now?"

Mr. Layson shook his head, and continued: "Don't use the matter of cooperation to perfuse me, I know that the main person in charge of the cooperation with Turing Technology is not you. Let me guess, is it because of one person, you last time Is it just because of that person that he ran to Huaguo without hesitation?"

Gu Zheng pursed his lips. He would definitely tell Mr. Laisen about his relationship with Jiang Mo. He is his only relative. He naturally hopes to get his blessing, but he doesn't want to say it under this situation. Don't want to hide.

"Grandpa, I..."

Gu Zheng organized his words, "I don't want to lie to you, I went to Huaguo alone, and we are together now. I think we may have known each other before, and I can occasionally recall some clips related to him, but When I approached him, he didn't seem to know me."

"Grandpa, have I been to Huaguo before?"

Mr. Laysen looked away in embarrassment. I really don’t blame him for this. Judging from the investigation results, Gu Zheng clearly didn’t care about anyone in the past. So it’s not that he didn’t have it, but he didn’t show it?

As the patriarch of the Layson family, this is the first time that Mr. Layson feels guilty. It is hard for him to say, "You grew up in Huaguo, and I brought you back later. What I told you about your past memories It’s all made up”, so he could only vaguely say, “Maybe he’s been there.”

Gu Zheng didn't have any doubts about Mr. Laisen's words, he was still thinking about how to tell the other party about his relationship with Jiang Mo, whether Mr. Laisen would agree to be with Jiang Mo, and if not, how would he persuade him.

Seeing that Gu Zheng was immersed in his own thoughts and didn't have any doubts about his words, Mr. Laysen quickly changed the subject: "The person you went to see is a boy or a girl, when do you plan to bring him back to see me?"

"You don't have to worry about anything. It doesn't matter whether the other party is a boy or a girl. I have no opinion. As long as you really love each other and feel happy together, it's fine. After all, it's your life, and it's up to you how you live it."

Unexpectedly hearing such words, Gu Zheng looked at Mr. Leisen in surprise.

Seeing such a shocked expression on his usually steady grandson, Mr. Leysen smiled, "What? Didn't you expect me to say such a thing? You dare not say it because you are afraid that I will break you up if I find out, right? ?”

"I won't break you up, and I won't say anything about your choice. I'm so old now, I can see everything. If your relationship is stable, bring him back and let me see. .”

"it is good."

Mr. Layson waved his hand, "I know you are anxious to see him now, so go."

After Gu Zheng left, Mr. Layson was the only one left in the study. He opened the drawer of the desk and took out what was inside. It was an old photo album.

The photo album is old, but it is well preserved. It can be seen that the owner loves him. There are traces of wear and tear on the corners of the photo album, which shows that its owner often looks at it.

Opening the photo album, one can see a beautiful oriental woman whose appearance is five points similar to Gu Zheng.There are photos of her alone, and there are photos of her and old Leysen together when they were young. Turning to the back, a third person appeared in the photo, a little boy.

This woman is the wife of Mr. Lai Sen, a native of Hua Country. The little boy in the photo is his son and Gu Zheng's biological father.Unfortunately, both of them are no longer alive.

Both of them died unexpectedly, but Mr. Leysen has always blamed himself. He believes that the departure of his loved ones is inseparable from his stubbornness. If he had listened to their opinions more, he might not have lost them. .

It's too late to say anything now.

Old Man Laysen wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, he only had Gu Zheng as his relative, and he would never make the mistakes he made before.He will not stop Gu Zheng from making a decision, especially about his own life, as long as this decision will not lead him astray, he will choose to let it go. The sky is falling, and his old bones will support him with.

Gu Zheng walked out of the study, and immediately called his assistant, "Arrange a plane for me to fly to City B in Huaguo, and the closest time is required."

He couldn't wait to see Jiang Mo.

After arriving in city b, he didn't even go back to his apartment. He dragged his suitcase and went directly to Jiang Mo's house by car.

It was early morning in China. When Gu Zheng arrived at Jiang Mo's house, Jiang Mo hadn't gotten up yet. He opened the door with the spare key, dragged the suitcase into the living room, and walked into the bedroom lightly.

The bedroom curtains were closed tightly, and the room was dark. Jiang Mo curled up under the quilt, sleeping deeply.

Gu Zheng approached the bed, and pressed a light kiss on Jiang Mo's cheek. Afraid of disturbing Jiang Mo's sleep, he quietly walked out of the bedroom and closed the door.

When Jiang Mo woke up, it was already daylight. He stretched out his hand from under the quilt and touched the mobile phone on the bedside table. Looking at the time, it was already ten o'clock.

He accidentally drank too much coffee last night and slept very late. Now that he woke up, he had a terrible headache. He rubbed his temples and looked at his phone again.

The phone was blank, there were no missed calls or text messages, he lifted the quilt and sat up, the corners of his mouth drooping, Gu Zheng didn't call him or send him a text message.

Can't tell whether it was loss or something else, Jiang Mo felt a little uncomfortable.

This discomfort came and went quickly, and when Jiang Mo finished washing and opened the door, the sudden discomfort had disappeared without a trace.

Huh?

The living room is wrong, there is an extra suitcase, and the curtains have been drawn. Is it Gu Zheng?

The curtains had a good shading effect, and the whole room was dark. If Jiang Mo hadn't checked the time before he came out, he might think it was still dark.

Without turning on the light, Jiang Mo glanced over and found a slight bulge on the big sofa.

Jiang Mo walked lightly and walked to the sofa. Gu Zheng closed his eyes tightly and lay on his back on the sofa, sleeping soundly.

It turned out that he came back silently.

Jiang Mo squatted in front of the sofa, staring at the sleeping man without blinking. He might have stayed up too late recently. Gu Zheng had obvious bruises under his eyes, and his face was a little haggard. It could be seen that he was very tired.

Jiang Mo reluctantly disturbed him, got up and walked to the kitchen, intending to find something to eat.

Jiang Mo has passed through so many worlds, and he has developed various talents. The only one he can't learn is cooking. He can follow the recipes to make dishes that are delicious, delicious, and beautifully presented. Unfortunately, he can only watch them, not eat them.

At the beginning, Jiang Mo didn’t believe in evil, so he hired a famous chef, and all the steps were done under the chef’s strict guidance. The color and fragrance are left. As for the "taste", what is it, is it a particularly strange smell?

Now Jiang Mo was convinced, and he comforted himself: if he can't do it, he can't do it, he just needs to be responsible for eating.

Walking into the kitchen, Jiang Mo was about to open the refrigerator when he saw something on the dining table with sharp eyes. He walked over and found that it was an insulated box.

There is a piece of paper under the insulated box, and the writing area is exposed: Momo, there is the breakfast I made this morning in the lunch box. If you are hungry, just open it and eat it. If the breakfast is cold, you can heat it in the microwave.

It was Gu Zheng who cooked the breakfast.

Opening the insulated box, the aroma of the food rushed over. Jiang Mo took a spoonful of porridge and put it in his mouth, it was still hot.

The food box is not big, and there are many types of breakfast, which Jiang Mo likes to eat. The food is warm and tastes just right.Jiang Mo was already hungry, and the food tasted good to him. Soon, the breakfast in the insulated box was wiped out.

Jiang Mo stroked his slightly swollen belly and let out a long sigh of satisfaction. The food made by Gu Zheng was still to his liking.

"Jingle Bell--"

The phone rang, and Jiang Mo picked it up to see that it was Mrs. Jiang.

"Hey, mom, why are you calling so early?"

In the past few years, Jiang Mo has been busy with company affairs, and the number of times Jiang Mo went home has gradually decreased, but the phone calls with Jiang's father and Jiang's mother have never been interrupted. Every two or three days, he will call home.

Mrs. Jiang's smiling voice came from the other side of the phone: "You child, it's already noon, how early is it? Did you stay up late last night?"

"It's been a while. I just finished eating. Mom, what can you do for me?"

"Isn't it the Spring Festival? You came back with Mingming this year. You didn't come back last year. You have to come back this year anyway. Don't say you're busy. I've asked. Your company is not busy recently."

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There are too many pits dug ahead, this story may not be finished for the time being, the author should write slowly and try to write a satisfactory ending

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Good night everyone ^3^