he is my brother

When I woke up in the morning, it was still a quiet day without Jiang Yuming. I sat on the bed for a while and stood on the carpet with my slippers on. The documents I hadn’t read yesterday were scattered on the bedside. I don’t like to take my work home, but some people need to Documents that have been carefully considered still need to be read several times.

For breakfast, two fried eggs and a glass of milk. The foie gras brought to me by Jiang Huai’an is in the refrigerator. I only cook some home-cooked dishes, like foie gras. Let’s wait until Jiang Yuming comes back.

I thought of Jiang Yuming again.

In the past five years, I have been adhering to the principle of not wanting to be seen, not to be bothered, and I almost never ask for trouble when thinking of him. When I get angry, I can only silently think that he is my younger brother to suppress the anger. There is a thin layer of ice on the undercurrent of the lake, and a slight movement can set off a stormy sea.

Jiang Yuming's frequent overtures recently made me relax my vigilance.

This is so abnormal.

I feel terrified, if Jiang Yuming chooses to take a step back, or even disappear without a trace, I can't imagine how I will feel, is it helpless, sad, regretful or furious?Maybe nothing.

I'm really the coldest brother in the world.

After drinking the milk, I went to the kitchen to wash the plates and glasses, took the documents and keys and stepped out of the house.

Driving into the company, a lot of people gathered at the gate of the company, most of them were young girls. Could it be that the company recently recruited new actors?I stopped the car and rolled down the window. Except for the change of shares and Jiang Yuming's affairs, I seldom worried about the big and small activities in the company. Tantu entertained hundreds of actors, each with their own activities, and I didn't have the energy to care about it.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I rolled down the car window, I was surrounded by girls. This is really...

I kind of regretted my reckless move, or rather, I didn't expect to be treated like this when I became a Weibo celebrity.

"President Jiang!"

"Brother Jiang!"

The chaotic and noisy voices surrounded me, a few girls were grabbing my car window, and I couldn't roll up the car window, so I had to accept the book handed over with a smile: "Sign my name or Yu Ming's?"

The delicate girl blushed and whispered, "Of course I signed you, I like you very much."

"What's your name?" I asked.

"Yifeng, windy wind," she said.

I signed 【I wish Yifeng happy forever.Jiangling meaning. ], I returned the book to her, I was a little embarrassed: "I have never signed it for anyone, if it does not comply with the rules, I am really sorry."

"It's okay, I like it very much." The girl smiled with her eyes crooked, "I will always support you."

After she left, I signed a dozen more names, and after everyone was satisfied, I started the car and drove into the company's underground garage.

Being a celebrity for the first time is a different feeling.

The elevator went up from the B2 floor to the top floor. I walked out of the elevator room. The secretary was waiting at the door to report the situation to me. I roughly clarified the work schedule for the day. I handed her the document decided last night: "That's it, show it to the board of directors." Look, give Jiang Ye a separate copy."

"Okay, Director Jiang."

There were two meetings in one morning. I was very quiet in the company, and the meetings were very efficient. Few people dared to make long speeches at the meetings. They all listed the key points with clear logic, and my subordinates knew what they were interested in, so I was relieved a lot.

Aside from a few members of the Jiang family on the board of directors making trouble for me, it is rare for Jiang Huaian to come to Tantu Entertainment. He is the largest shareholder, not one of them.

After the meeting was over, I pushed Jiang Huai'an's wheelchair into my office: "Why is Huai'an here?"

"My money, of course I want to see it." He let me push, his bodyguard followed behind us.

"Then what do you want for lunch in Huai'an?" He didn't want to say, so I changed the subject.

He frowned, a little annoyed: "Your temper can kill people."

"???" I stopped, turned and closed the office door, walked back and sat on the sofa.

"Ah..." He waved his hand, disdain to argue with me, "Look at Jiang Yuming, he has a lot of tricks."

"Small tricks?" I was stunned, I don't believe that Jiang Yuming can avoid me to do some small tricks, I know his temper better than anyone else, he is arrogant, stubborn, pretentious, not to mention small tricks, he won't even lie.

"You will be used by him sooner or later." Jiang Huaian looked at me lightly, holding his chin, "No, if he digs a hole, you will be willing to jump into it."

I was confused and didn't know how to react, so I blinked and didn't speak.

"...Forget it." Jiang Huaian hated iron for steel, "Push me out, I should go."

"Okay." I stood up and pushed the wheelchair out of the office to his bodyguard.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, I turned on the computer.

There are more than a dozen emails in the mailbox, from subordinate departments and friends. After processing, it was almost six o'clock. When it was time to get off work, I turned off the computer and picked up my suit jacket to go home.

The head of the public relations department knocked on my office door again. Last time he came, he gave me my Weibo back. This time, I don’t know why.

"Director Jiang, are you planning to make your debut?" Liu Kunpeng, head of the public relations department, is in his early thirties and is good at eloquence. Now he is showing me his phone with a sad face.

On the screen of the mobile phone is Xie Yufei's live recording. The live broadcast time is [-] o'clock in the morning, and Liu Kunpeng is playing the recorded video.

Liu Kunpeng pulled the progress bar to the middle, and Jiang Yuming's handsome face appeared on the screen, fighting against the light, with his hands in his pockets, his lips pursed and his demeanor indifferent.

"Let's see what Young Master Jiang is doing." Xie Yufei's lively voice came out.

"Master Jiang, turn around and look at the camera." Xie Yufei raised her voice.

Jiang Yuming tilted his head slightly, the light outlined his silhouette, and the picture was frozen, he was only a pair of white feathers away from the angel.

"What is Young Master Jiang thinking?" Xie Yufei smiled.

A thick barrage slides across the screen——

[Must be thinking about President Jiang. 】

[A milk cat who misses his brother. 】

[President Jiang!President Jiang!President Jiang! 】

[It's not President Jiang, I'm eating the keyboard live. 】

[Press fifty packs of spicy strips, President Jiang. 】

……

Liu Kunpeng looked up at me, and his resentment deepened.

"I miss my brother." Jiang Yuming was very frank.

"Sure enough." Xie Yufei's voice did not fluctuate.

The barrage is thicker.

[Yoooooooooooo! 】

【Rubbing Jiang Mengmeng for Brother Jiang】

【Brother control is the biggest cute point】

【Jiang Xiaomiao's ears drooped】

[Brother send sugar, let me die! 】

【Flooded by sugar, overwhelmed】

……

Liu Kunpeng turned off the video page, and I saw that there was still a long way to go in the progress bar of the video. The head of the public relations department asked me helplessly: "What does Chairman Jiang think?"

"Since Yu Ming wants to do this, then don't make any moves, and don't use hype to arouse the public's rebellious sentiment." I comforted him and patted him on the shoulder, "It seems that the response is good. Just be cute."

Liu Kunpeng nodded and went out with his mobile phone.

After being delayed by him for a while, I walked out of the office with the keys, took the elevator down to the underground garage, drove away from the company, and went home smoothly.

As soon as I entered the house, my mobile phone rang. Just after eight o'clock, Jiang Yuming called in: "Brother."

"Well, I just came home." I changed into my slippers and sat on the sofa, concentrating on my phone.

"Hmm... have you read Weibo?" His voice was cautious.

"Not yet, wait until after dinner." I wondered, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." He changed the subject.

After chatting for half an hour, I hung up the phone. I stood up and went to the kitchen to cook. I was a little curious about what the second half of the live video Liu Kunpeng showed me was talking about.