Ouyang Jin, you bastard

"Pretend to be pitiful and go find your little Gu Gu." Situ Yuan glanced at Ouyang Jin through the rearview mirror, and said bluntly: "It's useless here! I'm here, straight man! I don't want to do what you do!"

"So ruthless!" Ouyang Jin snorted, ignored Situ Yuan, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

"Hehe!" Situ Yuan heheed twice, and then asked: "At nine o'clock in the morning the day after tomorrow, Kun will hold a birthday party with Technology Manager Zhang, will you go?"

"... let's go!"

It's time to take off the mysterious veil of the president of Jinyu International.

Over the years, Jinyu International has been managed by Situ Yuan on the bright side. He has been hiding behind his back. In order to help Gu Nanting grow up, he showed up as the president of the Gu's consortium. Now that the Gu's consortium has returned to Gu Nanting, he There should be someone who can match Gu Nanting's identity.

Thinking of Gu Nanting, Ouyang Jin couldn't help but sigh.

After a pause, he said, "Prepare a gift, you can go with me."

"it is good!"

Situ Yuan agreed: "If you want me to say, you should have shown up long ago!"

Situ Yuan didn't hear an echo for a long time, looked at Ouyang Jin who had closed his eyes through the rearview mirror, reached out to turn on the air conditioner in the car, and turned up the temperature.

Although it is only the beginning of autumn and the temperature outside is not low, Ouyang Jin has a special constitution and especially cannot catch a cold.

Twenty minutes later, the car stopped steadily, and Ouyang Jin immediately opened his eyes.

"Shall I take you back to rest for a while?"

"It's okay!" Situ Yuan refused.

Situ Yuan glanced outside the car, then handed a black mask to Ouyang Jin with a worried look on his face.

"It's windy, put it on!"

Ouyang Jin looked at the mask in his hand, paused for a while, and put it on his face: "Let's go, at this time, Meng Sizhe should be back."

Gu's consortium.

"Mr. Gu, Mr. Kun and Mr. Zhang of Technology are holding a birthday party. The time is set at nine o'clock in the morning the day after tomorrow. This is the invitation letter."

Zhang Wen put the invitation letter on Gu Nanting's desk and stood aside, waiting for orders.

"Kun and Technology?" Gu Nanting glanced at it and said, "Prepare a gift to free up the schedule for the day after tomorrow."

"Okay, Mr. Gu!" Zhang Wen asked, "Do you want to inform Minister Song of the Public Relations Department?"

Gu Nanting paused, thinking that before Ouyang Jin brought him to this kind of banquet, now that Ouyang Jin is not here, he needs to find another companion.

For some reason, Gu Nanting didn't like Song Minglan.

"You can go with me." Gu Nanting said, "I'll go to the financial side to get some money and buy a suitable dress."

Seeing that Zhang Wen wanted to refuse, Gu Nanting said first: "That's it, you go out first."

Zhang Wen: "... Good Mr. Gu!"

On the day of the banquet.

When Gu Nanting and Zhang Wen arrived at the venue, the banquet hall was already crowded with people.

The toasts are staggered, and the smile is Yan Yan.

"President Gu!" Zhang Siye got the news, and quickly walked towards Gu Nanting who had just entered the door: "President Gu is here, the old man is very honored, please, please!"

"Mr. Zhang is polite." Gu Nanting nodded slightly, and responded decently: "Mr. Zhang, happy birthday, a small gift is not a respect."

Mr. Zhang waved his hand, and someone behind him took the gift.

"Thank you, Mr. Gu, please, please." Zhang Siye smiled brightly, guiding Gu Nanting into the venue.

"I'm going to meet other distinguished guests, Mr. Gu can do whatever he wants."

After having a drink with Gu Nanting, Zhang Siye said apologetically.

"Boss Zhang is busy first."

Zhang Siye left, Gu Nanting and Zhang Wen stood together, looking at the crowd.

Familiar or unfamiliar faces, no matter if they are vicious or kind, at this moment, they are all wearing a false mask, speaking words that do not know the truth...

"Yo, isn't this our... Vice President Gu?" A voice sounded from behind, with a bad tone, full of sarcasm, and deliberately emphasized the word "Vice President".

"Why did you come here by yourself today? Your president Ouyang didn't come?"