that moonlight and you

When Gu Yang came out of the bathroom, Lu Jianghan was busy in the kitchen, busy pouring out porridge and side dishes.

"I'll do it myself." Gu Yang hurried forward to take the bowl, "Thank you, Mr. Lu."

"Do you need to go to the hospital again?" Lu Jianghan stepped aside.

"The fever has subsided." Gu Yang spoke with a strong nasal voice, "It's just a little short of breath."

Lu Jianghan pulled out a dining chair by himself.

The president still doesn't leave after delivering the meal, which is different from the legendary day-to-day management!

Gu Yang swallowed two mouthfuls of porridge, and relieved the discomfort in his throat with the soft warmth: "I have to go to Pudong Mountain tomorrow, and I'll be fine if I sleep for another night."

"Yang Yi has already handed over tomorrow's work to Xiao Wu. You can rest until Wednesday and go back to work." Lu Jianghan said, "Don't work too hard, otherwise you see, you have to let me give you warmth when you are sick."

Gu Yang had a correct attitude and said that he must pay attention next time.

But what he doesn't know is that ordinary employees don't actually get such luxurious treatment, and neither do ordinary neighbors. Only when the neighbor and the employee are himself, will there be a wonderful chemical reaction that can be taught by the president himself.Lu Jianghan's curiosity about the Nightingale incident has now evolved into his curiosity about Gu Yang - a man with a romantic and poetic temperament, an amazing artistic talent, who can chat with architects about art, and can also be called brothers and sisters with local snakes. On the surface, he looks cheerful Sunshine, in fact, has a secret past... the little master of China.

After Gu Yang finished his last mouthful of porridge, he thanked the president again.

He didn't wake up at all, and he was even sleepier when he was full. At present, he only wanted to send off Lu Jianghan warmly, so that he could continue to sleep with the quilt rolled up for 1 years.

Lu Jianghan stretched out his hand and tested the temperature of his forehead: "It's not hot anymore, do you want some water?"

Gu Yang refused, he just finished a big bowl of porridge, and he didn't have extra stomach to drink more hot water.

Lu Jianghan said, "Then go sit in the living room?"

Gu Yang: "..."

Gu Yang had no choice but to say, "I'll make you a cup of tea."

Considering that it was already late at night, Gu Yang only put a few pieces of tea leaves into the glass, and the rest were jasmine flowers. The white petals stretched and bloomed under the hot water, undulating and wafting an elegant light fragrance.

When he came out with a teacup, he saw Lu Jianghan flipping through the stack of manuscripts.

Gu Yang's heart was empty, and he didn't have time to think about it. He put the cup on the table with a "boom", and stretched out his hand to sweep the manuscript paper on the table: "It's too messy, I'll clean it up."

"Did you draw it?" Lu Jianghan said, "It's beautiful."

"Just kidding around." Gu Yang smiled perfunctorily, "Drink tea, this is the new Jasmine Piaoxue."

"Want to talk?" Lu Jianghan didn't make any detours with him, "About Ling Yun and Nightingale."

Gu Yang: "..."

Lu Jianghan turned on the headlights with the remote control, making the room extremely bright.

Gu Yang looked at him.

"This is your private matter. I have no position to ask about it." Lu Jianghan said, "But it is obvious that your current state has affected your job, so do you want to chat? It's free."

The room was quiet.

After a while, Gu Yang nodded; "En."

"When you first joined the company, Xu Lingchuan told me about what happened during your internship at Lingyun." Lu Jianghan said, "But he was drunk at the time, so later, I asked Yang Yi to investigate one time."

"Everything about Nightingale is mine." Gu Yang paused for a moment, "Although no one believes it."

"I know." Lu Jianghan said.

Gu Yang was taken aback, you know?

"To be honest, Yang Yi didn't investigate very clearly. At most, he found out some unspoken rules in the circle." Lu Jianghan said, "The new store in Pudongshan is very important to Huandong, and the character of the team members is also assessed. One of the standards, but in the end, we chose to trust you."

Because of the last three words, Gu Yang's nose became sour instantly, and his voice was hoarse and low: "Thank you."

"Whether it's the autumn and winter fashion show or in school, your talent has not been covered up, so we don't think you need to grab things from others." Lu Jianghan said, "I just saw those manuscripts, and I believe in myself even more. The judgment was correct."

"At that time I had no social experience at all." Gu Yang rubbed his nose so that he could breathe more smoothly.

At the beginning, Yi Ming came to the school to ask for his name. He thought it was a rare opportunity, but he didn't expect it to be a trap in the end—or it can't be said to be a trap. After all, it is said that in the circle of newcomers, such things are very common. Yi Ming didn't take it seriously at the beginning, thinking that as before, it could be settled with money and opportunities.

Gu Yang's mood was still a little bad, and his thinking was not clear, but Lu Jianghan was still very patient and listened to him finish the whole thing.

"But Xu Lingchuan probably didn't know about it." Gu Yang added, "The last time I held a meeting in Huandong, he asked me to change my mind and start a new life."

Lu Jianghan smiled: "At Ling Yun's reception, Yang Yi and I also discussed this matter."

"And then?" Gu Yang asked.

"Yang Yi said that assuming he is you, if it is clear that the brand can no longer be obtained, then he will choose to continue to cooperate with Yi Ming in exchange for sky-high remuneration." Lu Jianghan said, "Otherwise it will be a double damage of spirit and material."

"But I want to get Nightingale back." Gu Yang emphasized, "That is very important to me."

Lu Jianghan nodded: "So those new manuscripts were drawn by you for fun?"

Gu Yang didn't say anything.

"Or are you going to sell them to Yi Ming?" Lu Jianghan patted him on the shoulder, "Don't be nervous, this is not a wrong choice, let alone selling your soul."

"Probably." Gu Yang brought the stack of manuscripts over, "But actually I haven't thought it through yet."

Lu Jianghan signaled him to continue.

The story this time is more serious and real than the previous one. Ordinary families are dragged down by critically ill patients for three or four years, and they don't need to think about it to know what the current situation is.

"Anyway, he has already taken away a lot of drafts, so it doesn't matter if it's one more time." Gu Yang sighed, "Moreover, Mr. Xue is very kind to me, and he is desperate. Watching his son have an accident."

"I have no objection to you giving the manuscript to Yi Ming." Lu Jianghan said, "But in the future, have you considered it?" Clothing is not like a building, a design can stand for hundreds of years, every season, or even every month Fresh blood is needed.

"He will always look for me." Gu Yang said dejectedly.

Instead, Lu Jianghan was amused by his expression: "Then?"

"And I haven't thought about it yet." Gu Yang forcefully opened a bag of potato chips, "But there is no second Teacher Xue in the world."

"The throat is still sore." Lu Jianghan reminded him.

Gu Yang had no choice but to hand over the opened bag of potato chips.

Do you want to eat?

Spicy squid flavor.

"You are very smart, but you may not be in the right state when dealing with this matter." Lu Jianghan suggested, "Should I calm down for a while? Then think about how to take the next step."

"I don't have time to think about it." Gu Yang shook his head, a little imperceptibly agitated, "Mr. Xue can't wait, and... I'm not in the mood to think about it carefully. I haven't been able to concentrate on my work for several days."

"Do you need advice?" Lu Jianghan asked again.

Gu Yang said: "Need."

Gu Yang said, "Thank you Mr. Lu."

"How much medical expenses does your teacher Xue need now?" Lu Jianghan put the potato chips back on the table.

"I don't know." Gu Yang had no idea.

"Go and talk to his attending doctor first, and find out how much medical expenses the disease will last for five years or ten years at the longest." Lu Jianghan said, "These are the amounts you should give the teacher."

Gu Yang agreed: "Okay."

"Besides being a teacher, you still have to think about yourself." Lu Jianghan said, "Did Yi Ming ask you a price?"

"Yes, many times." Gu Yang said, "But I never agreed."

"I don't know much about the designer circle, but based on the sales performance, I can approximate Yi Ming's income from Nightingale this year." Lu Jianghan said, "If I were you, I would ask him to come over."

Gu Yang hesitated: "Can he agree?"

"He can." Lu Jianghan said, "Lingyun needs Nightingale, and Yi Ming dare not let this brand make any mistakes in his hands. Besides, he also wants to rely on Nightingale to gain international fame. He can't do without you."

Gu Yang deeply felt that this was simply the most unlucky kind of "inseparable" in the world, endless Voldemort-like troubles.

Lu Jianghan handed him the tea cup: "Drink some water first."

"I will calm down and think about it carefully." Gu Yang said.

"From the moment you are willing to write, you have actually made a choice." Lu Jianghan took the stack of manuscripts and roughly flipped through them, "Not bad, it should be a big seller."

Gu Yang finished drinking a cup of tea with a "boom", feeling tight in his chest.

Lu Jianghan looked at him with a smile: "You can't get Nightingale back like this."

"Then how can I get it back?" Gu Yang was very sensitive this time.

"Although Yi Ming's methods are despicable, he also gave you a chance." Lu Jianghan said, "A chance to prove that Nightingale belongs to you."

Gu Yang's eyes lit up: "Huh?"

"In this design, add something inconspicuous that only belongs to you." Lu Jianghan said, "When no one explains it, it's just an ordinary print, but only you understand its meaning, understand?"

Gu Yang made it clear: "Understood."

"As long as these clothes are on the shelves, Yi Ming will no longer be able to separate you from Nightingale." Lu Jianghan said, "If you want, you can continue to participate in the design in the future. It's like hiring someone to help you manage the brand, and This person is still free, no matter how much money Yi Ming earns, he has to obediently give it to you."

Gu Yang thought for a while: "Will he really do it?" That should be a considerable amount, once or twice is fine, every time?

"Yes, and at least I will endure it for two or three years." Lu Jianghan said, "Yi Ming has seven brands under his command, the other six are in charge of making money, and Nightingale is in charge of being famous. Why doesn't he agree?"

Gu Yang nodded.

"Nightingale is just getting started now, but you don't have to rush to take it back." Lu Jianghan continued, "I don't care whether Yi Ming is talented or not, but his contacts and capital in the circle can make this brand go smoothly in the early stage. "

"So after the brand is basically mature, can I consider taking it back?" Gu Yang continued to ask.

"At least you have to know a few famous designers, and make sure there are people in the circle who can help you speak up." Lu Jianghan said, "Otherwise, a scandal at the beginning of the brand establishment will not only hurt your Nightingale's vitality, but also make your You lose your contacts." Although it sounds a little cruel, the reality is that in a circle where everyone knows the unspoken rules, if a newcomer who breaks the cellophane does not have the help of his seniors, he will only be disgusted by most people.

Gu Yang understood: "I understand."

"So accept my suggestion?" Lu Jianghan asked.

"Accept." Gu Yang's decadence was swept away. Although he may still need some time to sort out this matter thoroughly, it is already a completely different state of mind than the previous anxiety and restlessness. It was as if a ray of light had been glimpsed through the fog.

"Then what elements are you going to add to the design to prove that Nightingale is yours?" Lu Jianghan asked.

"My initials," Gu Yang blurted out, "and the last six digits of my ID number."

Lu Jianghan: "..."

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