Cubs can't, at least they shouldn't

"Brother Changxi is now Mr. Gu, so Jiang Song doesn't have to worry about it." Yu Youxi stepped on the thunder point without knowing it, and looked at Jiang Song with one hand on his chin, "You are a stock god Come on, catch such a gold medal potential stock."

Gu Changxi lowered his head and looked at the man and woman in the armchair.

They were all dressed in elegant pure black. The South Pearl buttons on Jiang Song's collar echoed the sea pearl ear clips on Yu Youxi's ears, making them eye-catching no matter how they looked.

Yu Youxi was still leaning in Jiang Song's direction, her slender fingers painted with milk tea-colored nail polish hanging down relaxedly, as if she could touch the hem of his clothes with just a slight movement.

"Miss Yu, I'm not Mr. Jiang's younger brother." Gu Changyi's gentle smile was almost copied from Jiang Song's face, even the curvature of the corner of his mouth was similar.

It's just that there is no smile in his eyes, and there is even a faint coldness in his eyes.

Yu Youxi felt chills all over his body when he saw him, so he could only forcefully ask him with a smile: "Then what's your relationship?"

"Us?" Gu Changxi casually adjusted the cufflinks, "Business partners, Mr. Jiang and I are purely business partners."

Yu Youxi felt that the atmosphere was getting weirder, so she could only say haha, "I always thought you were his younger brother."

Gu Changxi did not respond directly to her, "I heard that Mr. Yu has not yet found a suitable partner for some energy projects recently. I wonder if we have a chance to talk?"

Yu Youxi didn't know how deep she was, she was quite happy, "Okay, of course our family is very happy to cooperate with Gu's..."

"No." Jiang Song's scalp was numb, and he stood up on the chair, "Mr. Gu has cooperated with too many people recently."

Yu Youxi was a little confused, but still tried to explain for Jiang Song, "What? You are partners, so will you also assess Gu's resources together?"

"Yes," Jiang Song nodded logically, "A large part of the Jiang family's shares are placed in Gu's Energy, so I will also consider business cooperation."

It seems to be a pity, but Yu Youxi still showed envious eyes, "Your kind is really good, it feels like a husband and wife shop."

Jiang Song felt that Gu Changzhen might have let it go too much, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "Miss Yu really knows how to joke."

But he didn't feel that Gu Changzhen's eyes slowly turned to him.

"Then if Mr. Gu is too busy, I don't mind Jiang Song and you taking a share. Our family has recently developed some new fields. If you are interested, you can talk to me directly. There is a lot of room for us to cooperate." Yu Youxi was very pleased. He tilted his head friendly towards Jiang Song.

Jiang Song knew that she was not malicious, and agreed with a smile, "There is a chance."

"I have to go," Yu Youxi shrugged helplessly, "I'm here today, my dad gave me a task, and those who are new to China are forced to socialize, we all understand."

"Okay, let's talk another day." Jiang Song's modest attitude remained unchanged.

Yu Youxi stuffed a paper handkerchief into his hand, squeezed his eyes, "Callme."

When he left, Jiang Song unfolded the tissue, inside was a string of mobile phone numbers written with lip liner, and what Yu Youxi drew today was a red bean paste.

The mobile phone number Yu Youxi gave him before was for work contact, and it was obviously another private number.

"Do you think I'll harm her?" Gu Changxi said without beginning and end, holding a glass of ice water in his hand.

Jiang Song thought to himself, what good things can you do by cooperating with others?

But the mouth is very gentle, "how come?"

"That's right, Mr. Jiang is more personable now than in the past," Gu Changxi raised his head and finished drinking the ice water.

A girl's number is a big privacy, Jiang Song folded the tissue and put it in his breast pocket, and said to Gu Changxi, "The business of Yu's family has not been upgraded to that level, so your cooperation with them is a waste of time ?”

"Mr. Jiang, you don't have to worry about who I'm working with." Gu Changxi didn't seem to care about his explanation, and directly broke the wine glass out of his good hand, "But from today on, who will the Jiang family want to work with? Or if you don’t cooperate with anyone, you have to listen to me.”

Does Jiang Song think of your standard manners?Is it too obvious?

But before he could say a word, Wu Qingshan came over with two glasses of wine and handed one of them to him, "Can I take a step to talk?"

"It's inconvenient." Gu Changzhen took a slight step away, and took out the cup that Wu Qingshan had just put into Jiang Song's hand.

"Oh, look at my brain," Wu Qingshan's gaze stopped on Jiang Song's hand without concealment, "Xiao Song's hand is hurt, so he shouldn't be drinking."

"But I haven't asked you yet, how did you get your hands?" He was asking Jiang Song, but Wu Qingshan looked up at Gu Changzhen, "Now that the society is ruled by law, if someone uses violence against you... "

He smiled pointedly, "Oh, it really is three years old who looks older than seven years old, and there are some problems that can't be corrected."

Jiang Song's head was getting bigger, and he almost regretted why he appeared at this charity party with Gu Changxi.

Others said that he was used to it long ago, but he couldn't hear what others said about Gu Changxi.

"If you have something to say, let it go quickly." He glanced at Wu Qingshan, "What's the matter with the yin and yang?"

Although Jiang Song is usually the type who doesn't take hard things, but Wu Qingshan has never heard such an impatient tone from him, so he couldn't help but startled.

He even felt aggrieved, "Aren't I doing this for your own good? Now people say that you live with Gu Changyi, and that he hurt your hand. I don't know what you owed him back then. Do you have to rely on him?"

"Who said he was injured?" Jiang Song didn't want to talk about this topic with him, "You don't want to borrow a step from me, what do you want to say?"

Wu Qingshan's tone was serious, "Xiao Song, uncle is gone, but your uncle and cousin are still here. Although your surname is Jiang, the Wu family won't watch when outsiders bully you."

Jiang Song smiled, "Mr. Wu, can you stop saying things that both you and I know are meaningless, I find it hard to listen."

Wu Qingshan looked at him for a while, and then laughed, "Okay, okay, let's talk about something meaningful. The Baiyun Mountain area, which is included in this charity fundraising target, was also funded by my uncle before. This time, you will go out with our family. Do you have any strength?"

"Mountain area of ​​Baiyun Mountain?" Jiang Song seemed to have some impression.

"For the Hope Primary School, my uncle's funds were all in place. The Wu family will continue to donate to them in the next few years, but it is at best a follow-up." Wu Qingshan said very politely.

Gu Changxi suddenly interjected softly from the side, "The predecessors planted a tree, so you're here to enjoy the shade?"

"Mr. Gu should not meddle in our family's affairs." The Wu family has been alone for many years, and Wu Qingshan is not as afraid of Gu Changxi as the others. Pauper. But without these reputations, how can you hang around in the circle?"

He is not as tall as Gu Changxi, but his tone is condescending, "I'm afraid I know better than you what Jiang Song needs."

"So what do you mean?" Jiang Song got a headache as soon as he talked to Wu Qingshan.

"What I mean is that you and my family are the big head of this fundraising, and then the list will be made public. The charity party will be in the name of the Wu family, but at that time, the name of the Jiang family will be hung, which can be regarded as the hope elementary school. Good start and good end, do you agree?" Wu Qingshan looked at Jiang Song's expression.

On the surface, Jiang Song suffered some losses in this matter, which means that half of the charity done by the Jiang family was taken away by the Wu family, and finally the good reputation also fell on the Wu family.

But this charity project was indeed left by Jiang's father, and Jiang Song didn't want to regret anything related to his father.

"Okay." Jiang Song agreed briefly.

"Happy!" Wu Qingshan glanced at Gu Changzhen with some color.

"But I have a condition," Jiang Song said, "all donations from Jiang's family will go directly to Baiyun Mountain, and will not go to the Wu family's account."

"No problem," Wu Qingshan took him by the hand and walked up to the stage, "Xiao Song, I'm happy today, we both have to go on stage and say something together no matter what."

"What?" Jiang Song didn't expect this, and frowned.

"The main donor's speech, it will be shown on TV at that time." Wu Qingshan couldn't help saying that he was the first to take the stage, and pulled him up as well.

He patted the microphone lightly, and after a soft whistle, he flicked the champagne glass in his hand, "Good evening, everyone."

The conversation in the audience gradually subsided, and Jiang Song was a little uncomfortable with the focused gaze, but he quickly got used to it.

"It is a great honor to invite you to attend the charity fundraising party of Baiyunshan Hope Primary School today. We all know that this project was originally funded by Mr. Jiang Zhengguo, that is, my uncle. Now that my uncle is gone, of course it is my cousin and I. Complete this part of the donation." Wu Qingshan's words were quite satisfactory, and there was applause from the audience.

"My cousin, Jiang Song, everyone should be familiar with it. The people who are here today are all familiar friends. Everyone must know that Jiang Song was simply a monument among our peers when he was young. He is the best in every aspect." Wu Qing Shan made a gesture of worship towards Jiang Song.

The celebrities in the audience laughed, and Jiang Song's eyes narrowed slightly.

"I still remember when I was a child, my parents said to learn from Jiang Song, Jiang Song was so good.

Today I finally have the opportunity to share the stage with my excellent and incomparable cousin to accomplish such a meaningful thing. I am really honored. "Wu Qingshan pressed his left chest with his hand, and bowed slightly to Jiang Song half-jokingly.

"Jiang Song contributed as much as I did to this donation, but I think if Jiang Song can write an inscription for our donation this time, it must be very commemorative." Wu Qingshan looked wantonly at the audience The seat where Gu Changxi was sitting, "Jiang Song studied under Mr. Gu's grandfather, Mr. Gu Boxiu, and everyone in the capital knows his good calligraphy, right?"

Jiang Song looked at Wu Qingshan with a clear smile in his eyes.

Wu Qingshan's big debut today can be regarded as having a door.

This is typical Wu Qingshan's viciousness. It is not enough to humiliate Jiang Song in the audience. They all thought that Jiang Song would eventually submit to the Wu family and stand on the opposite side with Gu Changxi.

Sure enough, the eyes that were originally focused on Jiang Song turned to Gu Changxi following Wu Qingshan's words.

Jiang Song also looked over, not surprised to see Gu Changxi's calm face.

It was as if what Wu Qingshan just said had nothing to do with him at all, it was pure fart.

Etiquette brings the pen, ink, paper and inkstone to the stage.

Wu Qingshan handed the pen to Jiang Song himself, and said in a low voice: "Write whatever you want, just use your left hand, everyone will like what you write."

Jiang Song stared at the Ruyi Jingpao, and said for a while, "I haven't written for many years, and I'm already unfamiliar with it."

Wu Qingshan didn't give up, "No matter how many years I haven't written, there is always kung fu."

"If Mr. Wu doesn't mind, I can write this word." Gu Changxi got up and straightened the hem of his suit, and walked towards the stage unhurriedly.

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