he is my brother

early morning.

Fried egg bread and a bowl of black rice porridge, newspapers spread out on the table, the interviewer on the financial page is the CEO of an e-commerce company, I took a bite of the fried egg and turned over a page of the newspaper.

The sunlight slanted into the window, projecting on the slender leaves of manjusri, as if inlaid with a circle of gold.

Suddenly I realized that the living room was too empty, maybe I should go to the flower and bird market to buy a fish tank and come back to add some vitality.

After thinking about it, I stood up to wash the tableware, stacked the porcelain white plates neatly, opened the refrigerator and calculated that I needed to buy some vegetables and meat when I got off work. When I was five or six years old, I was just tall enough to reach the stove, and my mother I asked my aunt at home to teach me how to cook, so as to show Jiang Mian that I was sensible and win Jiang Mian's slightest favor.

Now that my mother has passed away, I still haven't left the skill of cooking.

Jiang Yuming also ate my cooking until the first year of high school. Since I founded Tuntu Entertainment, Jiang Yuming stopped eating my cooking.

I closed the refrigerator door, threw away unpleasant thoughts, put on my suit jacket, carefully tied my tie in the mirror, put my car keys in my pocket, and walked out of the house.

The silver BMW got on the viaduct all the way, and it was stuck in the third ring road as usual, and it was difficult to move. The phone rang, and I swiped the screen of the phone: "Hello."

"Lingyi." The male voice was as mellow as wine.

I understand: "Cheng Li."

"Tsk, I haven't heard from you for two months. What are you busy with? The brothers want to get together, so I'm waiting for you." Cheng Li complained halfway.

I knew he didn't mean to complain, but because of Jiang Yuming's abnormality, I ignored a few friends, and I felt a little guilty, so I said: "It's my fault, come to my house tonight, I'll be the host."

"Hey? You cook in person. It's kind of you. I'll talk to Lin Da." Cheng Li's joyful voice was particularly pleasant.

I've been used to hearing his deep voice for so many years, and I didn't find it too confusing: "Okay, I'll hang up first."

"See you tonight." He hung up the phone.

I started the car and drove through the last intersection into the company's underground parking lot, took the elevator to the top floor, and Liu Kunpeng was waiting for me at the elevator entrance.

"Jiang Dong." He said, rather embarrassed, "about Young Master Jiang."

"Yeah." I nodded, "Go in and talk."

I opened the door and walked into the office, followed by Liu Kunpeng, sitting on the sofa and rubbing his hands: "Mr. Jiang, everything is too late. You see, you and Jiang Shao are always tied together to stir up CP on the Internet. At first, netizens I think it’s fresh, but it’s counterproductive if it’s overhyped, yesterday I saw someone on Weibo saying that Tantu sells rot, consumes homosexuals and publicly promotes incest, and the number of retweets is still quite a lot, do we have to do something about it?”

I looked at him and frowned: "You are the manager of the public relations department. This matter is originally your job scope. What do you ask me to do?"

"...I mean." He emphasized, "Suppress this matter with gossip? You have to prove that Young Master Jiang is straight, right?"

I was silent, Liu Kunpeng was right, but it seemed inappropriate to use gossip to overwhelm the CP craze in the minds of netizens. I suggested: "You ask Yu Ming for his opinion first, and he agrees."

"Of course." Liu Kunpeng nodded hastily, "Then Chairman Jiang, I won't waste your time."

"Well, let's go." I sent him away, the two stacks of documents on the desk made me upset, and I calmed down after taking a sip of the tea the secretary had made early.

After processing some documents, I reached out for Jiang Yuming's itinerary. Tomorrow's movie will be finished, followed by a high-end watch ad, a perfume ad, two men's magazine cover photos, and his agent specially marked the time when the flight landed. Remind me, or he specially circled it and gave it to me.

in the afternoon.

Cheng Li called and asked me what ingredients I needed to buy. I thought about it and asked him to wait for me in the supermarket I often go to.

Handing over the processed documents to the secretary, I left the office briskly and took the elevator to the underground garage unimpeded. There were ignorant stars who blocked me in the elevator, and I was arrested several times by Xu Rui, the manager of the HR department. Looking upright, Xu Rui smiled and didn't care about it on the surface, turned around and crossed the names of those people from the company's employee list.

Sit in the car, start the ignition, and Cheng Li's phone calls immediately: "David Lin is here, waiting for you."

"Two ten minutes." I looked down at my watch and turned out of the parking lot, "Don't wait at the door, go in and buy an ice cream."

"Da Lin went to buy it, Wei Er is just teasing a dog."

It sounded like the three of them were bored to the point of growing grass, so I comforted: "Don't worry."

When I got to the supermarket, Lin Guxian knocked on the car window with a popsicle: "Hurry up."

After parking the car, Wei Xiangyang came over to greet me: "Jiang is very busy."

"Xiaohua." I recalled his nickname, Wei Xiangyang glared at me with a dark face: "Don't make yourself uncomfortable."

"Let's go, let's die." Cheng Li pulled away Wei Xiangyang and approached, "I want to eat lobster."

"I can't do it." Putting the car keys in my pocket, I stepped into the supermarket, "Two or three small dishes, no alcohol."

"Hey, I'm afraid we'll be drunk and crazy at your house." Wei Xiangyang hooked my shoulder, "I said Ling Yi, can you die if you hire an aunt to cook and clean up the house?"

"It's not convenient." I shook my head and refused, walked by the vegetable section to pick and choose, and took some other things to pay the bill.

"I heard that your brother came back to live with you?" Lin Guxian asked.

I nodded: "So these two months have been a bit busy."

"Hey, it's strange, isn't that kid not getting along with you forever?" Wei Xiangyang squinted at me.

"..." I took out the cash and handed it to the cashier, "At least he is my brother."

"Patriarch Jiang is still your younger brother. Together, your younger brothers are enough to form two teams." Cheng Li ran on me, "Patriarch Jiang didn't train you less, did he?"

That's right, mocking me seems to have become Jiang Huaian's daily habit, I don't want to talk about it with them.

Five years, not only I remember it in my heart, but also my friends.

"Okay, as long as Ling Yi knows it well." Lin Guxian smoothed things over for me.

Wei Xiangyang has always been outspoken in front of me, he looked at me with hatred: "He knows what's in his mind? Come on."

Cheng Li nodded approvingly.

I put the ingredients in the trunk, opened the driver's door and sat in: "You can't afford it." I comforted them.

Cheng Li sat in the co-pilot, Wei Xiangyang and Lin Guxian sat in the back row.

When we got to the door, they took the ingredients into the kitchen, and I parked the car in the garage.

Wei Xiangyang can adjust the cold dishes, Cheng Li will help, Lin Guxian, who doesn't go into the kitchen at all, sits on the sofa and watches TV.

The three of them were very busy, and Wei Xiangyang and Cheng Li's gags made me amused.

"Whoa."

The beans were splashed with oil, and Lin Guxian took my mobile phone and opened the kitchen door: "Your brother's phone number."

I handed the spatula to Cheng Li, took the phone and swiped open the screen: "Yu Ming."

"Brother." His voice was low and he sounded in a bad mood, "I'm at the door."

I walked to the hall with the phone in one hand and pushed open the door. Jiang Yuming held the phone to his ear and looked at me with reddish eyes: "Brother."