I'm weak, I installed [Transmigration Book]

Chun Leshui originally wanted to invite Chu Lin, but then he thought that it was impossible for Song Hanzhang to be absent on his birthday, so he dismissed the idea.

But even Chu Lin didn't invite Jiang Ming, who had only met him once, and it always made people feel impure with ulterior motives.

Although his goal was not very pure.

He looked pensive, as if he had encountered some problem, Chu Lin gently touched his face with mineral water: "What's wrong?"

Chun Leshui sat cross-legged. He took the water and found that the bottle cap had been unscrewed by Chu Lin thoughtfully. He drank the water, and his eyes followed Chu Lin sitting cross-legged opposite him.

"Still struggling with not finding the feeling?" Chu Lin guessed, comforting him, "Didn't the choreographer and Mr. Jiang say that you danced well in this section, don't put too much pressure on yourself."

"It's not about this." After Chun Leshui drank the water, he tossed the water bottle with his left and right hands to play with each other. He thought for a while, "Then if I tell you, can you not be angry, senior brother?"

Chu Lin was surprised: "Why should I be angry?"

"It's about Hanzhang..." Chun Leshui observed Chu Lin's expression while talking. Sure enough, when he heard Song Hanzhang's name, Chu Lin immediately reached out to stop him, "Okay, you can stop."

"Brother..."

Chu Lin was helpless: "What did he do again?"

"No, he's been very nice to me recently." Chun Leshui said, "Actually, it's because Hanzhang's birthday is coming soon. I want to invite some friends to my house to play, but you don't need to come, Senior Brother. I know you don't like him. And Jian Wen will definitely come too, and I don't want you to meet him either."

Chu Lin didn't say anything, and waited for him to continue talking.

Chun Leshui said: "I want to invite Jiang Min... Teacher Jiang, do you think he will agree to me?"

"How do you know that Teacher Jiang won't agree to you if you don't try?" The sudden interjection made the two of them look up at the same time.

Jiang Buyi didn't know when he came to the rehearsal hall, and stood next to the two of them: "What are you inviting me to do? Tell me about it?"

Originally, Chun Leshui wanted Chu Lin to give him an analysis and advice on how he could naturally and unpretentiously ask Jiang Ming through Jiang Buyi, but now he didn't need to analyze, and the person concerned directly listened to him.

So Chun Leshui simply gave up the detour and said directly: "I want to invite you to the birthday party."

"Your?" Jiang did not tire of raising his eyebrows, and took out his phone to check the itinerary, "When?"

"It's not mine." Chun Leshui said, Jiang Buyi stopped to look at him, and he added, "My spouse's."

Jiang Buyi said "Oh" meaningfully, put the phone in his pocket and was about to leave: "That's not interesting."

Chun Leshui quickly got up and chased after him, you Jiang Buyan may not be interested, but is your brother interested? !

"What about Jiang Ming?" He followed behind Jiang Buyan.

Jiang Buyi glanced at Chun Leshui: "Then you have to ask him."

"Then can you push me his contact information?" Chun Leshui asked eagerly, "Ms. Jiang."

Jiang Buyi stopped in his tracks: "Didn't you invite me?"

"Aren't you not interested?"

"You and Jiang Ming only met once, right?" Jiang Buyan said, "It's your husband's birthday, why did you invite him?"

That's not cheering and assisting the protagonist Gongshou's emotional line!

Chun Leshui said: "What's wrong with meeting only once? Jiang Ming is so likable and I can't hit it off with him right away, can't I just invite him? If I didn't forget to exchange phone numbers that day, I wouldn't have to look for you."

The eyes of the two collided, and Chun Leshui straightened his back with a strong and confident attitude.

He thought he couldn't find anything wrong with what he said.

Jiang Buyi stared at him silently for a while: "There is something wrong with you."

Chun Leshui was startled: "What's wrong with me?"

"You were very positive towards me when you thought I was Jiang Ming," Jiang Buzhi approached, "Now that you know that Jiang Ming has someone else, you have changed your target. Tell me, what's wrong with you?"

He got very close, and the distance between them was only half a meter wide, especially when he pressed over, the dry and slightly bitter perfume smell invaded Chun Leshui's nasal cavity very aggressively.

While admiring the handsome guy's face, Chun Leshui categorically denied it: "I don't have one, so why don't you come with Jiang Ming?"

"Okay." Jiang Buyan backed away, rubbing his heels on the ground, "You send me the time and address back to my phone, but let me say yes first, we don't have any presents if it's not your birthday."

Naturally, they don't need any gifts from them, Chun Leshui urged Jiang Buti to bring Jiang Ming over.

After thinking for a while, he said, "Why don't you give me the address, I'll send you the dresses, and I'll ask the driver to pick you up."

Jiang didn't tire of looking at him: "Do you still want to dress us up?"

"After all, you are my friends," Chun Leshui said, and he should.

Jiang Buyi was noncommittal: "Otherwise you will come with me to pick Xiaoming up from get off work later, and you will tell him about it yourself. If he is going, I will go with him. If he wants to go..."

He paused, then smiled lightly, "I'll go too."

"Okay." Chun Leshui immediately agreed, and even made plans to pull Jiang Ming into the men's clothing store on the spot, and make him an outfit according to the groom's standards.

He wanted Jiang Ming to get everyone's attention as soon as he appeared on the stage, and it was best to make Song Hanzhang's eyes unable to move away from him.

The protagonist Shou, Chun Leshui made a fist, I believe in your charm.

Looking at his happy back, Jiang Buyan hooked his lips with interest.

On the other side, Song Hanzhang is accompanying Song Shiqing to participate in this year's summit of influential brands in various industries.

The summit invited hundreds of entrepreneurs from all walks of life in different fields to give speeches on the latest developments in the industry, future development trends, how to grow their own brands and follow-up general direction planning. Under the new economic situation, how should domestic enterprises find out their core competitiveness.

It also includes how to carry out resource integration cooperation between enterprises, so that both parties or multiple parties can maximize the benefits.

This is not the first time that China has held a summit of influential brands in the industry. In addition to the invited entrepreneurs, the summit was mainly led by the government, and many government leaders attended the speeches.

Although Song Hanzhang came here for the first time, he gave a speech instead of the old man.

His performance was remarkable, and the old man patted the back of his hand in relief.

The participants in this summit were not limited to domestic entrepreneurs, but also several foreign-funded companies. When one of the representatives of foreign-funded companies came to the stage to give a speech, Song Hanzhang's eyes, which had been looking at the podium, paused indiscernibly.

The person on the stage wore a black suit and walked to the podium with long legs. The smile on his face was contagious: "Hi everyone, I am Jiang Ming, and I represent..."

Jiang Ming delivered his speech in a clear and orderly manner. His speech was as dynamic and eye-catching as his own smile.

Song Shiqing laughed as he listened: "I really like this young man."

Song Hanzhang didn't speak, he thought that maybe in a few days grandpa could still see him at his birthday party.

Chun Leshui kept thinking about Jiang Ming, what was going on.

After all the speeches, there will be a link for entrepreneurs to communicate with each other. After exchanging many business cards, Song Hanzhang received Jiang Ming's business card.

Of course, he handed this business card to Song Shiqing in the first place.

"Hello Mr. Song, do you remember that we have cooperated before?" Jiang Ming said, "Our company handled the project you were in country X."

The Song family has maintained cooperation with Jiang Ming's company so far. Song Hanzhang knows it, and Song Shiqing naturally knows it too.

The two sides greeted each other, and chatted a few words after the work chat. Jiang Ming was cheerful and generous: "It's also a coincidence that I have met President Xiao Song before."

"Oh?" The old man became interested, "That's really a coincidence."

"Yes." Jiang Ming smiled and nodded, looking at Song Hanzhang, "I don't know if Mr. Song still remembers me, we were just outside Nanfeng Hospital—"

"Sorry." Song Hanzhang interrupted him, "Can I take a step to talk?"

Just now someone came to Song Shiqing to attract his attention. He didn't hear what Jiang Ming asked Song Hanzhang. The two walked to a corner, and Song Hanzhang said to Jiang Ming: "I'm sorry, you met me outside Nanfeng Hospital. Can I trouble you not to mention it again?"

Jiang Ming was a little surprised again, although he really wanted to ask why, but on this occasion, he still had to suppress his nature, curb the curiosity in his heart, and nodded in agreement.

"Thank you." Jiang Ming smiled and said, "I should."

The phone rang just as he finished talking, Jiang Ming apologized, and walked aside to answer the phone: "Brother?"

Song Hanzhang stood where he was, and involuntarily cast his eyes on Jiang Ming. Although he shared the same face with Jiang Buyan, his completely different temperament made him look a few years younger than Jiang Buyan. He looked like he was in his early twenties. Like a youthful college student.

But wearing a suit is very old-fashioned, because he has a cheerful personality and communicates very well with the entrepreneurs. He exchanged a lot of business cards, and it didn't take long to get along with the entrepreneurs present, and brought a lot of business and cooperation to their companies.

He is an excellent person, but Song Hanzhang couldn't help but think of Chun Leshui when he saw him, and he felt a headache when he thought of Chun Leshui.

After the summit, Song Shiqing and Xu Qing returned home first. Song Hanzhang still had some work to go to the company to deal with, so he didn't go with the old man.

The driver just picked him up and drove out of the underground parking lot.

"Wait a minute." Song Hanzhang said suddenly, "Stand aside and stop."

The commercial vehicle parked on the side of the road as promised, quietly and unobtrusively.

Song Hanzhang turned his head and looked out the window.

I saw Jiang Ming coming out of the venue alone, changed his rigorous appearance in the venue, took off his suit jacket as he walked, his tie was pulled loosely on his chest, and a few collars of his shirt were undone.

Like the wind, he ran to the side of the car on the side of the road, opened the rear door and got in.

And this car Song Hanzhang is very familiar with, it is Chun Leshui's daily commute to school or get off work, a new global limited edition of a certain brand last year, it was given to him by his father on his birthday last year.

But the car Chun Leshui didn't drive too much, and Song Hanzhang didn't know if it was a coincidence or...

After Jiang Ming got into the car, the car slowly drove into the main road. Song Hanzhang thought for a moment, and said to the driver: "Follow up and have a look."

Song Hanzhang saw the car driving towards a certain business district, besides Jiang Ming and Jiang Buyan, the people who got out of the car were Chun Leshui and who? !

Three people entered a men's clothing store.

Song Hanzhang recognized that brand, a certain international men's clothing brand.

But Song Hanzhang didn't stay too long, he just wanted to confirm whether it was Chun Leshui's car or not.

He was about to go back to the company when his assistant called. It was obvious that he had something important to deal with.

"I'll be right there." After finishing speaking, Song Hanzhang turned his head to look at the men's clothing store where no one came out, and said to the driver, "Go back to the company."

On the way back, Song Hanzhang went back to work, completely forgetting Chun Leshui until he got off the car and received a service text message.

Song Hanzhang opened it and took a look.

——【XX银行】您尾号0802的账户25日19:58消费人民币201，000.00元。

Song Hanzhang stopped.

The assistant was puzzled: "Mr. Song?"

Then he saw that Xiao Song's masseter muscles were tense, as if he was trying to endure something, and finally took the phone into his hand heavily: "Check this consumption record for me, and see what exactly you bought! "

The assistant did not dare to neglect, and quickly sent the results to Song Hanzhang's office.

"Let's put it there, you go out first." Song Hanzhang was working and had no time to deal with Chun Leshui's affairs.

The assistant carefully looked at his face. Their Xiao Song has a bad temper and works hard. He doesn't show his face to strangers at any time. Every time the assistant reports to him about work, he is afraid that he will be reprimanded for not doing well enough.

He waited for a few seconds and saw that Song Hanzhang had no other orders before leaving the office.

Not long after he went out, Song Hanzhang finished the work at hand. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the consumption details that the assistant had just put down on the table. He leaned back in the chair and took it over.

The 20 was bought at the men's clothing store that he saw Chun Leshui and the others enter.

I bought all men's clothing, from clothes and pants to underwear and socks.

Panties and socks?

So the little assistant who had just returned to his seat, before his butt touched the stool, heard a loud noise in Song Hanzhang's office, as if something was being slapped on the table vigorously.

The assistant was so frightened that he didn't sit or stand, for fear that Song Hanzhang would call him, so he waited for a long time without waiting for Mr. Song's call.

A few minutes later, Song Hanzhang came out of the office with a gloomy face, the air pressure in his body was low and stagnant.He strode away, leaving his relatives unrecognized, and when he passed by the assistant's seat, he said: "Go home early after work."

He was obviously caring about people, but the gloomy tone made the assistant want to work overtime until tomorrow, and he felt that Xiao Song might be talking ironically.

When Song Hanzhang arrived home, Chun Leshui hadn’t come back yet. It was extremely rare for him to go home so early. Facing the three parents who were slightly surprised, Song Hanzhang suppressed the anger in his heart and said, “I brought all my work back, I’ll go to Take a shower."

Song Hanzhang took a cold shower, otherwise he felt that he might not be able to calm down.

Spending his money to raise men outside, Chun Leshui's little calculation is really good.

wow.

Song Hanzhang raised his legs and stepped out of the bathtub. The small water flow gathered on the ground along the muscle texture of his legs, and flowed to the sewer opening by the wall.

Song Hanzhang wiped his face with a towel, only to realize that he hadn't brought in the home clothes he changed into. He wrapped himself in a bath towel and pushed the door out. As soon as he reached the center of the room, he met Chun Leshui who opened the door and came in.

Chun Leshui looked him up and down, and looked at his waist and abdomen twice.

The cold air in the corridor penetrated into the room along the wide open door, Song Hanzhang frowned, and said to Chun Leshui while walking to the cloakroom: "Close the door."

He didn't wear shoes, and stepped on the carpet with bare feet. The water droplets from his calves soaked into the carpet along the Achilles tendon, leaving a series of footprints that became shallower and shallower.

[Bai blinded such a flesh/body, with a Song Hanzhang growing around his neck. 】

I'm really sorry for you!

Song Hanzhang pulled the clothes off the hanger, and his rude action caused the hanger to bump against the metal rod when it was hung back up again.

He took off the towel and was about to bend over to pull on his pants.

【Tut tsk tsk, why didn't I realize that Song Hanzhang's butt looks pretty good, round and upturned. 】

Song Hanzhang turned around abruptly, and Chun Leshui came in from the door to get a change of pajamas. It was the first time in his life that Song Hanzhang, whose butt was evaluated by someone, hadn't recovered from the shock of "round and warped", even Chun Leshui had already Turned around and went out.

Although the two lived together under the same roof, they got along like this without Song Shiqing, and they might not be able to speak a word for a whole day.

Chun Leshui would disdain to talk to Song Hanzhang if it was unnecessary, and it would be good for Song Hanzhang not to be pissed off when he heard the messy words in Chun Leshui's heart, so he wouldn't be in the mood to talk to Chun Leshui.

But Song Hanzhang has something to ask him today: "Chun Leshui, I keep receiving your consumption text messages recently, what have you bought?"

[?no?It costs you two dollars to be silly? 】

"Your card has already been given to me, how I like to spend it is my business." Chun Leshui said indifferently.

The reason is this, if he didn't see Chun Leshui and other men entering the store today, he wouldn't bother to ask where and how much the money was spent, but a man can't stand the green grassland on his head!

"I don't care how you spend it, but you'd better remember that we are not divorced yet."

He wanted to hit Chun Leshui, but Chun Leshui didn't hear his voice-over at all: "You don't need to remind me."

Song Hanzhang: "That's best."

The two looked at each other, and then looked at each other and turned their heads away.

Soon it was Song Hanzhang's birthday, and Song Hanzhang found that Chun Leshui's mood was not very good today.

Even when she smirked at him, there was a bit of sincerity in her smile.

His happiness was so obvious that Song Shiqing couldn't help asking: "You started humming non-stop early in the morning, what makes you so happy?"

"What else can I do?" Chun Leshui leaned over Song Shiqing's neck, "Today is Hanzhang's birthday, grandpa."

Song Shiqing was amused by him, and patted his arm: "Is this worthy of your happiness?"

"Of course."

[This time Song Hanzhang's birthday party is planned by me. I planned a romantic encounter for him and his destined lover. 】

【he!Song Hanzhang, who came from a superior background with power, wealth and power, was a playboy who played around in the world and only talked about sex but not love before meeting him. 】

【he!Jiang Ming, young and promising, has a successful career and a pleasant personality. After meeting him, he will use his hot personality charm like the sun to attract Song Hanzhang, conquer Song Hanzhang, and make this 25-year-old boy who has not grown up fall in love with him , can not do without him. 】

【Today will be their destined encounter.In the romantic music I prepared for them, in the rain of roses, his deer-like eyes would inadvertently bump into Song Hanzhang's eyes, so he could never forget him. 】

【He ran away, he chased, he hahahahahaha——】

stab-

Song Hanzhang's brain ached when he heard it, and he couldn't control the movements of his hands. When buttoning the button on the sleeve of the shirt, he not only snapped the button, but also tore the sleeve open because of too much force.

Chun Leshui and Song Shiqing looked at him at the same time.

The smile on Chun Leshui's face hadn't stopped yet, her eyes were bent into a pair of crescents, and even the small mole at the corner of her eye was showing a bit of joy.

Song Hanzhang turned his eyes away irritably: "I'll go change one."

His mind is full of those few words of Chun Leshui, and what's even more outrageous is that he even has a sense of the picture, how he and Jiang Ming looked at each other in the rain of roses in Laoshizi.

Song Hanzhang held his forehead and let out a long sigh.

Chun Leshui is really a scourge, he shouldn't let him hold a birthday party just out of curiosity.

If it goes according to what Chun Leshui imagined, then today may be the worst day in Song Hanzhang's life in 25 years.

He must not let Chun Leshui get what he wanted.

After changing their clothes and going down, Song Shiqing and Chun Leshui's grandfather and grandson both laughed happily when they talked about something.

Song Hanzhang said, "Let's go."

"Your tie is crooked."

Chun Leshui reached out to help him straighten his tie, but Song Hanzhang subconsciously hid for a while. He always felt that Chun Leshui's hands were very dangerous, for example, he would strangle him by pulling his tie directly.

"What are you hiding from?" Chun Leshui glanced at him, and did not want his life as Song Hanzhang had hoped, but really helped him straighten his crooked tie, "I'll help you tie it again."

Song Hanzhang looked down at him, Chun Leshui's attention was on the tie around his neck, the expression on his beautiful face was gentle, when he raised his eyes and glanced at him, his eyes flickered, and there was a fragment of light in his eyes.

It is undeniable that Chun Leshui's face is really good-looking.

【My dear Hanzhang, you must behave well tonight. Whether our grievances and grievances can be written off depends on tonight. 】

【whee. 】

If Song Hanzhang can't hear Chun Leshui's heartfelt words.

He is indeed perfect.

Song Hanzhang loosened his bow tie, a little impatient.

Chun Leshui said "Oh": "I forgot the gift, please wait for me, Hanzhang."

After speaking, he hurried upstairs, Song Shiqing said: "Le Shui has prepared a gift for you a long time ago."

Song Hanzhang said "Yes", and sat on the sofa waiting, but to be honest, he didn't want it at all.

His intuition told him that it would not be a good thing.

After a while, Chun Leshui came down with a gift bag and reached out to hold Song Hanzhang: "Let's go."

Song Hanzhang let him lead him to stand up, but he didn't move, but spread his hands: "Let me see the gift."

Chun Leshui refused: "I want to give it to you at the birthday party."

"But I can't wait to know what you will give me now?" The more he refused to show it, the stronger Song Hanzhang's ominous premonition became. come over.

【…】

[That's so boring. 】

There is an exquisitely packaged box in the bag, without a logo, it is a gift box purchased separately, which looks quite formal.

Song Hanzhang glanced at him and lifted the lid of the box.

In the middle of a pile of light blue paper, there is a dog lying on its stomach.

To be more precise, it is a rough ceramic dog whose length, height and width are no more than five centimeters, poorly made and rough edges.

The yellow dog stuck out its tongue at Song Hanzhang in a foolish manner.

Song Hanzhang: "..."

He took out the ceramic dog and asked Chun Leshui: "What is this?"

"Puppy, don't you think it's cute?" Chun Leshui blinked his lacquer-like eyes, and explained to Song Hanzhang, "Hanzhang, don't look at it as small and inconspicuous, but I actually ruined it It took a lot of effort to find it, I heard it was an antique hundreds of years ago..."

[The owner of the [-]-yen store said it when he was fooling me. 】

"Still an orphan..."

[The only item in the store that is less than 20 yuan. 】

"How meaningful, and why I chose this dog is because 'Wang' and 'Wang' have the same pronunciation. He is not only collectible, but also very auspicious."

【Mainly I think it looks like you. 】

Song Hanzhang: "..."

Should he be thankful that he had the foresight?

Chun Leshui asked: "Do you like the gift I carefully selected for you?"

[How dare you say you don't like it in front of grandpa? 】

Spend 20 yuan to buy another man's outfit, and spend 20 yuan to give him a dog?

Song Hanzhang met his smiling eyes and wanted to bite Chun Leshui to death: "I like it."

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-08-03?18:55:03~2021-08-04?19:48:14期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: sh little floating cloud? 1 piece;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: Orange? 9 bottles; 48030624? 2 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!