he is my brother

The party held by the Qi family unexpectedly went smoothly, but Qi Weiwei did not show up. As Qi Li's good friend, this may be a bit abnormal.

At noon the next day, as I expected, when I walked into the innermost compartment on the second floor of Qingyun Pavilion, the one standing next to Jiang Huaian was indeed Qi Weiwei.

"Here we come." Jiang Huaian smiled at me. His pale complexion turned slightly rosy, and his thin cheeks became rounder. He seemed to be recovering well. He raised his hand to greet me, "Come and sit down."

"En." I responded, walked across the wooden table in front of him, sat down, looked at him at the same level, neither angry nor happy.

"Weiwei, bring up the chessboard." Jiang Huaian said.

Qi Weiwei walked out of the cubicle obediently, leaving the two of us behind.

Jiang Huaian lowered his voice: "Qi Weiwei is a very controlled person, look."

"For you, everyone is a person who is easy to control." I said.

"You're not." Jiang Huaian stared at me and questioned me almost fiercely, "In countless parallel worlds, one of you took revenge for Jiang Yuming's death and eventually died, didn't you?"

"How do you know it's one of me, not every me in every parallel world?" I asked back.

He stopped, stayed quiet for a while, and sighed: "I'm not against you. A leader needs to make full use of the resources in his hands."

"I know." I said, "restraint, calm down, this is you."

He didn't let down his vigilance because I expressed understanding: "Today's tea party, I don't want to leave a grudge in your heart. We are brothers, right?"

"Every tea party, you have to confirm it." I said.

"However, in every tea party, your answer was never clearly affirmed." He retorted.

"You know the reason, but you chose to question me." I said helplessly, "Jiang Huaian, you have found the wrong person."

"You are my brother, and I only have one brother. Besides you, who else can I find?" Jiang Huaian's face was not very good-looking, and I could feel his mood swings very clearly.

"One question, I only have one question." I said with a deep breath, "Yan Hua, what's going on?" Drill holes in the mountains against their own backing.

"..." He was silent for a moment before speaking, "He is very useful."

"Then?" I pressed him.

"It's also very interesting." Jiang Huaian faltered, "obedient, docile, well-behaved...loyal."

"Loyalty???" I don't think any of Jiang Huaian's adjectives can match Yan Hua's cunning and treacherous dead fox. "Since when have you valued people's loyalty?"

"..." He pursed his lips, turned his head, and raised his voice towards the door, "Weiwei, where is the chessboard?"

"Here we come." Qi Weiwei walked into the tea room with a chessboard in her hand, "Uncle Shen came just now, and he asked me something."

"Uncle Shen loves to worry." Jiang Huaian exchanged greetings with Qi Weiwei, tilting his head, seemingly unintentionally ignoring my question.

Since he didn't want me to take care of it, I didn't ask.

"Brother, Weiwei is very obedient, you can make her pay whatever you want." Jiang Huaian said.

Qi Weiwei hit the snake stick: "You can do whatever you want."

The seductive voice turned around a few times, ambiguously mixing up the obviously serious atmosphere.

"Okay, the nice tea room looks like a garden." I frowned, seeing Jiang Huaian and Qi Weiwei singing together and getting upset, "Two people, one for each."

"Okay." Jiang Huaian readily agreed, his expression brightened a bit.

"Yes." Qi Weiwei also agreed, very boldly.

I nodded and glanced down at my watch: "You don't have to play chess. It's almost time to work, so I'll be leaving first."

Without looking at Jiang Huaian's face, I left the tea room, Qingyun Pavilion, and took the car back to the company.

As soon as he walked into the office lobby on the first floor, Liu Kunpeng greeted him with a smile: "Oh my Mr. Jiang, I found you."

"What?" I asked.

"You don't know, Young Master Jiang accepted an invitation to a variety show as a special guest." Liu Kunpeng winked, "The variety show is called "The Great God". This is the first time to co-organize a variety show, all the celebrities are invited, four permanent guests and two special guests..."

"Okay, did you stop here and introduce the show to me?" I urged him impatiently, "Get to the point."

"You see, a lot of money has been spent on this variety show company. You personally approved it. Young Master Jiang said that if you want him to participate, you must also attend. It just happens to be able to fire a year ago. Brother meme, the popularity is absolutely high." Liu Kunpeng gestured with dances and dances, "If you attend, you don't need to buy a navy at all, and Songsong is the number one in the hot search list."

"...Wait a minute, your Beijing dialect is mixed with Dongbei accent, isn't it awkward?" I patted Liu Kunpeng on the shoulder.

"Hey, don't worry about me, don't be awkward, do you want to participate?" Liu Kunpeng urged me non-stop, "Mr. Jiang, do you need to think about it? It's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to be on the show with the young master."

"Opportunity, opportunity, don't get excited, I'll go back to the office and think about it." I held down the restless Liu Kunpeng, who was waving his hands like a seal.

"My President Jiang Da, tell me, is my enthusiasm for speculation or not?" Liu Kunpeng asked.

"Talk about it tomorrow." I replied.

"The young master..."

"That, that, shut up." I walked into the elevator and closed the elevator door.

The world is finally quiet.

I heard that Liu Kunpeng has been obsessed with cross talk recently, and in a few days he will speak with a Tianjin accent.

It seems that Jiang Yuming has become the head of the Meng family, and has started to do his old job with nothing to do.

The elevator door opened, and the secretary who was waiting at the door handed me a list - "The Great God, the Great God".

"You colluded with Liu Kunpeng, right?" I took the list.

The secretary smiled: "Manager Liu has been nagging all afternoon, and he said he must give it to you."

I looked down at the list. The hosts: Yuan Wei [Tantu], Xi Xu [Starlight].

Both the host and the actors are big names. Xie Yufei and Situ are the pillars of their respective companies. It can be seen that Tantu and Xingguang attach great importance to this variety show.

Needless to say, the secretary consciously turned on the TV and played the first episode of "The Great God, the Great God".

Variety shows, or reality shows, are nothing more than the director team formulating a game for the guests to pass the level. The guests can be freely combined, divided into several groups. As long as they can pass the level, it is considered a success. The successful team or person has the next level. priority or props.

The final reward is travel or donations, which is an excellent means to gain popularity and show a good image.

Yuan Wei was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, so the host style was humorous and funny, while Xi Xu was more serious, but he was serious and black-bellied, and he was less reliable than Yuan Wei. The two hosts turned around the guests.

Xie Yufei continues the temperament of a big sister, Wang Yuliang is a fool, Zhao Qiuqi is a bit silly and sweet but surprisingly lucky, Situ goes up and down the tree and tries everything, upholds the spirit of hard work but is often dragged into the water by Zhao Qiuqi.

The invited guests are business elites, athletes, or singers. Anyway, almost all of them can be talked about.

All in all it's an awesome show.

But Jiang Yuming...

I hesitate.

After I watched an episode of the show, I turned off the TV. The secretary opened the door and walked in, putting a letter on my desk.

"It's from the post office. I'll name you." The secretary said.

Inexplicably, I picked up the envelope, tore it open, and took out the letter paper.

Ordinary white letter paper, with familiar handwriting on it, Jiang Yuming's handwriting is particularly distinctive, thin and regular, with bones and joints, stubborn and stubborn.

【elder brother:

You should not want to see me, I can only express my thoughts in this way.

We haven't had a good talk for too long. Whether it's the five-year cold war or my sudden awakening, too many things have happened.

I think we should talk, or relax and have fun together, like a pair of ordinary brothers, so I agreed to the invitation of "Dashen Dashen", they promised to let us go back in time and experience college life again.

I haven't written for a long time, and holding a pen feels strange.

I don't want to recall the days when my brother taught me to write, the old shed that leaked from the rain, I just want to touch the foreseeable future, I want to build a new house, in the house there are you, me, Juncang, and that Handsome German Shepherd.

Brother, I really miss you.

I hope to see brother in "The Great God, the Great God".

Jiang Yuming]

I close the letterhead.

Jiang Yuming became cunning.