Cubs can't, at least they shouldn't

The next day, Jiang Song woke up naturally from a sleepless night. The hangover was rare and he didn't feel bad, just a slight headache.

He habitually touched his phone from the bedside, almost pushing a glass of water to the floor.

There is not only water on the bedside table, but also a board of hangover medicine and half a pack of painkillers.

He looked at the front and back of the hangover medicine, but he couldn't remember when he took the medicine yesterday.

The screen of the phone flickered, and just as Jiang Song turned off the Do Not Disturb mode, he received a call from Xing Ce, "Huh?"

"Jiang...Song!" Xing Ce's voice was almost weak, "You... are you still alive?"

Jiang Song was still a little confused, rubbed his eyes, "Huh? I'm at home."

"Last night, the man surnamed Wang said that you were picked up by Gu Changzhen, and he wouldn't answer my phone calls, and he wouldn't answer my calls, either! I'm afraid he'll kill you, kill Sarah Inside the green belt!" Xing Ce was furious, and his voice became louder again, "At that time, I have to use the vacuum cleaner to take you back!"

Jiang Song was amused by him on the other end of the phone, "The phone is on silent, I didn't hear it, I'm fine."

After confirming that he was fine, Xing Ce's anger gradually dissipated, and his tone became calmer, "I told you repeatedly, you, you and Gu Changxi, the relationship is very sensitive, who doesn't hide from such a big thorn? You Do you know how many people are watching, watching Gu Changxi? Among other things, there are media this morning, and the media contacted me to confirm your personal safety."

He spat, "Those bastards, maybe the manuscript for murdering and dismembering the body, the manuscript has been written."

"Well, is it finished? I really want to read it." Jiang Song brushed his toothbrush with an electric toothbrush in his mouth while listening to the phone, and raised his chin slightly to look in the mirror.

He changed into a milky white knit sweater. The small turtleneck just covered his Adam's apple, and a silvery white tip was exposed on the skin, like the end of a scar, which was barely noticeable.

He pulled up the collar slightly, but the silver tip covered it, but a little movement might still reveal a little mark.

Somewhat dissatisfied, Jiang Song went to the cloakroom and picked out a black cashmere sweater that covered it up to the bottom of his chin. While changing, he responded to Xing Ce's nagging, "Did Mr. Wang tell you anything else?"

"He gave the plate to Gu." Xing Ce muttered.

Jiang Song paused a little while changing clothes, "Give it to Changxi?"

"That's why I said that the surname is no, it's not a thing!" Xing Ce felt aggrieved for Jiang Song, "I was silent before, know, I knew you wanted that project, so I just reached out and took it. You still, old Do you think he got up early in the morning to buy you tofu nao, that brat? Come on, let’s have some snacks, bro!"

"Okay, I see." Jiang Song's expression relaxed a little, "I'll go to the company later, and we'll talk about the rest later."

He took the mobile phone out of the bedroom, and Xing Ce's voice continued to come out of the mobile phone: "Don't run around, the surname, the surname Gu lives opposite you, pass, I will pick it up later You, come to your door, you, you, you..."

Bypassing the study is the dining room, and Jiang Song immediately hung up the phone when he saw the people sitting in the dining room.

Fortunately, Gu Changxi was frowning and looking at the laptop screen with earphones plugged into his ears, he didn't seem to pay attention to Xing Ce's stammering nagging.

There is a bowl of tofu nao on the table, a white and tender bowl, poured with thick broth, sprinkled with a layer of drunkard peanuts and green onion.

"Uncle, I picked out the coriander. If you don't feel well, eat a little, okay?" 15-year-old Gu Changxi straightened his cropped hair that perfectly complied with the school rules, and knelt by the bed with a bowl in his hand, like a well-behaved little wolf cub.

Jiang Song opened a small slit, "Have you added chili? I don't want to eat it without chili."

The young Gu Changzhen's smile reflected the morning sun, as if it had been gilded, very warm.

He was not surprised by Jiang Song's request at all, and buried his head in his quilt, "Peanuts are spicy. I tasted it, and it was very spicy."

Jiang Song took a sip suspiciously, "How spicy is it? It's not spicy at all."

Gu Changxi's laughter came from his chest, with a soft resonance, he pressed Jiang Song's forehead, "Uncle, be good, huh?"

"Listen to your human-like words?" Jiang Song didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and finally took the bowl, "Little brat is never too old or too young."

"What are you doing standing there?" Gu Changxi at the table took off his earphones, interrupting Jiang Song's memory.

He was completely different from what he remembered, his facial features and outline had become sharper and deeper, his voice had also become deeper, especially the aura around him, as if he could no longer see the young man in the twilight.

"Hmm... I just didn't expect you to be here." Jiang Song consciously sat down next to Tofu Nao, his fingers sticking to the wall of the bowl, and his hands were still a little hot.

"Have you eaten already?" Jiang Song saw only a bowl of tofu nao on the table, and raised his head to ask Gu Changxi.

Gu Changzhen's earphones were plugged back again, and he didn't answer him.

Jiang Song could only lower his head and eat his own. Tofu nao was salty and delicious, which was his favorite taste.

But last night he drank a lot on an almost empty stomach, and when something suddenly entered his stomach, he felt a little dull pain.

He pressed his upper abdomen calmly, ate slowly, and unexpectedly Gu Changxi asked, "What does Mr. Jiang think of the outside world's remarks about you and me?"

"What remarks?" Jiang Song pretended to be confused with understanding.

"Mr. Jiang isn't afraid of me?" Gu Changxi's eyes were still on the computer screen, and he didn't even look up at him.

"Afraid of you?" Jiang Song smiled, "What are you afraid of?"

Gu Changxi tore off the connector of the headphone cable, and played the podcast he was listening to from his laptop.

"...Last night, passers-by witnessed Gu Changxi carrying Jiang Song into the car."

"Carrying? Is it the kind of carrying I think?"

"Who would have thought Mr. Gu would act so quickly, and personally."

"Is there a follow-up?"

"Someone said before that they saw Gu Changxi going in and out of Jiang Song's villa, which means Jiang Song's every move is under the control of Mr. Gu."

"The society is ruled by law, so you won't really do anything to Jiang Song, right?"

"But that's Gu Changxi, you are being watched by him, can you have sex with him? And didn't Jiang Song say that his health has been bad? Thinking about Jiang Song is really miserable, it's not good to be hated by someone..."

Gu Changxi turned the screen to Jiang Song, "Look."

Jiang Song cooperated very closely to look at it, and there were rows of gossip titles: "Jiang's young boss suspected of having a physical conflict with Gu's upstart", "Grand grievances of the rich family: Two or three things that Gu Changxi and his adopter have to say ", "Is the Jiang family a new target of Gu's Energy's 'cooperation'?"...

Dumbfounded, Jiang Song read out: "The handsome uncle grew up to be a cold and domineering boss, and the down-and-out Jiang family young and old struggled to chase his wife..."

"..." Gu Changzhen patted the notebook, picked it up and got ready to get up, "Forget it."

Jiang Song followed him and stood up. His stomach accidentally hit the corner of the table, and his face turned pale.

Gu Changxi put down the things in his hand, and walked around the table, "What's wrong?"

Suddenly, the pain in his stomach was overwhelming. Jiang Song pressed his stomach and couldn't help squatting down, but he still said softly: "It's okay."

Gu Changxi's footsteps stopped by his side, "Are you okay?"

Jiang Song was so painful that he couldn't speak, and pressed his wrist into his stomach hard.

With a soft sigh, Gu Changxi bent down to support his elbow, "Can you still stand up?"

Jiang Song shook his head, "I'll take it slow."

Gu Changxi picked him up from the ground and walked towards the sofa, "Do you need any medicine?"

Jiang Song was afraid that he would worry, "It's okay, I..."

"Stop saying it's okay." Gu Changxi's voice revealed a calm anger, "Where is the medicine?"

"On the second floor of the medicine cabinet, it's in an orange plastic bottle." Jiang Song was honest, found a comfortable position and nestled on the sofa, and then made amends in a low voice, "Actually, I don't really need to eat, I will be fine after a while. "

Like an eagle or a wolf, Gu Changzhen glanced back at him, and Jiang Song fell silent.

After taking the medicine and waiting for half an hour, Jiang Song's complexion slowly recovered, just as Xing Ce called: "Brother, surname, surname Gu's family is empty, hurry up and come out."

There must be no one in his house.

Jiang Song agreed with a "hmm" and put on his coat with one hand, squatted down and put on his shoes, and when he stood up, he habitually pushed back, just enough to reach Gu Changzhen's palm.

He subconsciously grabbed it backwards, but Gu Changxi dodged it.

Jiang Song didn't look back, but pushed the door and went out.

Xing Ce saw Jiang Song waving at him, and when he saw Gu Changzhen, he got stuck, and watched the two of them get into the car together.

"Why, what do you mean?" Xing Ce turned to ask Jiang Song, ignoring Gu Changxi.

Jiang Song just wanted to explain to him, but Gu Changxi spoke first, "I'm interested in cooperating with Mr. Jiang, and I want to visit your company."

Xing Ce looked at Jiang Song persistently, so he nodded, "That's right."

In the past, all affairs in the company were on Jiang Song's shoulders. He didn't eat or sleep. He developed the habit of sleeping in the car.

As soon as the heater was turned on and the car body shook, Jiang Song couldn't keep his eyes open.

"Why is his body so bad?" Gu Changxi watched Jiang Song slowly leaning on his shoulder, and said coldly.

"I'm being cheap," Xing Ce didn't like to talk to him in detail, "and can it be the same as when you were in your teens or 20s?"

While waiting for the red light, he threw a blanket back, "Cover him, cover him a bit, if he gets colder, he'll get sick to his stomach."

"He has a bad stomach," Gu Changzhen's tone became colder, "Why do you still have to drink and socialize in person?"

"It's nothing serious, what's wrong," Xing Ce didn't dare to say what Jiang Song forbade to say, and seemed to avoid his sharpness lightly, "I just got a fever when I was cold, and I didn't take it seriously. It was so painful that I was sent to the hospital in the middle of the night, this, I can’t remember this month.”

Gu Changzhen's eyes narrowed, and he looked at Jiang Song with a particularly gloomy look, like a ferocious beast that chooses people to eat.

The sleeping person didn't feel the danger at all, and just leaned on Gu Changxi's shoulder, frowning and "humming".

Gu Changzhen turned his head and looked out of the window as if he couldn't bear it.

Jiang Song slept all the way to the company, and after getting off the car, Gu Changxi followed him by one step, as if he was here to discuss cooperation.

As soon as the elevator in the office opened, there were actually many people guarding outside, as if they were waiting for Jiang Song.

The surrounding people peeled off layer upon layer, and a young man in a suit and leather shoes stood in the middle.

His hair was smeared high with hairspray, white leather shoes and a gold tie, and a fire diamond was nailed to one ear. He smiled sincerely when he saw Jiang Song, "Xiao Song."

It was Jiang Song's cousin, Jiang Zhengzhong's only son, Wu Qingshan.

"What's the matter with Mr. Wu?" Jiang Song didn't accept his courtesy, and looked around at the people around him.

Many were old directors of the company, some looked heavy, some shook their heads indignantly, as if they had just had an argument.

"You are still so irritable." Wu Qingshan took another step towards him, and saw Gu Changxi standing behind him, "Mr. Gu is also here, today...is it not the right time for me?"

"There's nothing wrong with the time," Jiang Song stood tall and looked at Wu Qingshan generously, "If you have anything to do, just make it clear right away, and you don't have to come again if you have nothing to do."

"I contacted Mr. Wang today, and he said that you want his project." Wu Qingshan patted him on the shoulder, "It's too strange for you not to ask me for such a trivial matter, as long as I tell Mr. Wang , do you want anything?"

"Don't dare to do it." Jiang Song turned slightly to let his hand go.

"What a child, you still have such a petty temper with your cousin." Wu Qingshan shook his head with a smile, "Forget it, there is indeed a business today, but this is our own brother's business. Why don't Mr. Gu... avoid it?"

From the beginning to the end, he didn't want Gu Changxi to get involved in the affairs of the Wu family. Even if Mr. Wang's mess had already fallen into Gu Changxi's hands, Jiang Song planned to try to bypass him.

When he turned around and saw Gu Changzhen's eyes narrowed, he immediately pulled him back, "I have other things to do today, and we can talk about working with you in two days."

"Didn't Mr. Jiang make an appointment with me first?" The words were directed at Jiang Song, but Gu Changzhen's eyes were looking at Wu Qingshan, "Doesn't everyone come on a first-come-first-served basis?"

Wu Qingshan felt tense all over when he saw him, and he yelled, "It was my negligence, Mr. Gu is also a shareholder of the Jiang family. After all, he is not an outsider. If it is convenient, we can chat together."

"It's inconvenient," Jiang Song said bluntly, looking up at Gu Changxi, with a gentle but firm tone, "Why don't you wait for me in my inner office? I'll come to you after talking."

Like a slow knife, Gu Changxi gave him a serious look, then turned around and pressed the elevator to go downstairs.

When Gu Changzhen was around, Jiang Song was somewhat restrained.

Now that he was left alone, he let go instead, and stood upright, "Everyone, don't hide it, just speak up."