My little boyfriend is cruel and obedient

Fault Tolerance agreed that Jiang Biegu would not go with him to the shareholder meeting, but he still wanted to accompany him on the way back and forth. He made a deal with Jiang Biegu early in the morning, and Jiang Biegu also agreed:

"That's fine, your apartment is very close to the company, since you've all moved back home, pack some clothes and come back, don't always wear mine."

Recently, Tolerance has been wearing Jiang Bie Gu's clothes almost all the time. Although he is taller than Jiang Bie Gu, but fortunately he is thinner, casual clothes are also suitable. Jiang Bie Gu does not go out all day when he is injured. These days, I was almost worn out by fault tolerance.

Jiang Biegu didn't mind in this regard, but once or twice is fine, wearing his own clothes all day long, even Jiang Biegu himself would feel a little too intimate.

It's like... a lover who has been together for a long time, making him uncomfortable.

"Okay." Tolerance replied, "You go to the meeting, and I'll pack my luggage."

At the entrance, Fault Tolerant squatted down to change leather shoes for Jiang Biegu, and then hurriedly changed his own after tying the shoelaces. Ding Cheng did not hug Jiang Biegu when he was in Fault Tolerance, after all, Jiang Biegu was a boss She still needed to save face, so she supported him and walked step by step to the car parked at the entrance of the villa.

Perhaps it was because Ding Cheng was there, so Jiang Biegu didn't speak all the way. He kept looking out the window, but he knew that even if he didn't care about Ding Cheng's puzzled look because he couldn't speak clearly, he was in no mood to say anything at this time. Yes, if there is no miracle, after this meeting Jiang Biegu may have to bid farewell to JM Capital temporarily.

Although it will get better one day, and what is lost can be regained, but the meaning of JM to Jiang Biegu is different.

Not to mention that he still doesn't know when it will be better, even if he leaves for a day or two, it will be uncomfortable.

Jiang Biegu looked out of the window for as long as he did for Tolerance, and when the car was driving halfway through, Tolerant couldn't hold back his hand and held his.

Jiang Bie came back to his senses, his gaze stayed on the hand that Rong Rong was holding for a while, and he didn't break away or withdraw it.

He is now very used to making mistakes with himself and doing these little tricks, and he doesn't feel much about it, but such little tricks are private between the two of them, and they have never been like this in front of others. Although Ding Cheng can't see them shaking hands while driving, he still It still surprised Jiang Biegu.

In an instant, Jiang Biegu understood the meaning of Tolerance, smiled slightly, then pulled out his hand and held onto Tolerance's, squeezed it, as if telling him: I'm fine, don't worry.

Jiang Biegu's movement of shaking his hand back made Fault Toler a little surprised, especially since he didn't let go of it until he went downstairs to the company, as if it wasn't just Fault Toler who was comforting him, but that he was also drawing energy from Fault Tolerance.

The car was parked downstairs of the company and did not go into the basement. After Xiajiang Biegu and Ding Cheng got in, they had to drive back to the apartment by mistake.

Ding Cheng got out of the car first, went to the back of the car and opened the trunk to take the wheelchair. Taking advantage of this time when Ding Cheng couldn't see, Tolerance grabbed Jiang Biegu's hand and put it to his mouth and bit it. After exerting force, Jiang Biegu could clearly feel the pain, but he held him until he finished biting and then withdrew his hand.

There was a circle of clear tooth marks on the index finger, as well as traces of saliva, Jiang Biegu sighed helplessly, and looked at Tolerance:

"Are you really planning to sleep with Bean Sprouts? How are you guys?"

This is too much like a dog.

Tolerance smiled, ignored Jiang Biegu's teasing, and said to him:

"Brother, you will always be my hero."

Seeing the shape of his lips, Jiang Biegu no longer cared about the teeth marks on his fingers, and smiled, the kind of smile that relaxes the whole body, and said softly:

"Heroes also have times to defeat battles."

"I know." Tolerance said: "But today's ending is at best a rest, and heroes will be tired. After the rest is over, they can still return to the battlefield."

Jiang Biegu was silent for a few seconds, then raised his hand and rubbed his fingers on Fault Tolerant's face:

"I'll give you back the saliva."

Tolerance smiled and let him move.

In fact, it would be easier and more convenient to carry Jiang Biegu from the car to the wheelchair, but downstairs in the company, with so many people coming and going watching, it was not suitable, so Tolerance got out of the car first, and then carefully put Jiang Bie So he helped him onto the wheelchair, squatted down in front of him, lifted his legs up on the pedals, and straightened his trouser legs.

After doing all these things, I didn't get up immediately, and looked up at him in this posture. I didn't speak, just looked at him.

Jiang Biegu didn't say anything, but the thumb of his right hand rubbed against the tooth mark on the index finger. Tolerance saw it, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips:

"I'll wait for you to come out."

Jiang Biegu nodded and asked Ding Cheng to push him into the company.

Tolerance has been standing there looking at Jiang Biegu, he actually wants to fight with Jiang Biegu very much, he is reluctant to face Jiang Biegu alone in this hail of bullets, but let alone whether his ability is up to par with Jiang Biegu. Fighting side by side, even if it is possible, how could he attend the shareholders meeting of JM Capital just as he said he would?

All he can do now is wait for him.

Jiang Biegu has not been to the company for almost two months, perhaps because of today's shareholders' meeting. From the moment he entered the company, Jiang Biegu could feel the difference in the atmosphere. Everyone greeted him with the same expression. Serious and tense, as if afraid of being angered by Jiang Biegu's dissatisfaction.

Less than half an hour before the meeting started, Jiang Biegu asked Ding Cheng to push him to his office. He hadn't been here for almost two months, and this time he might not come back for a long time, so I want to take a look, after all, it is the place where he has struggled for many years, and it is inevitable to have feelings and reluctance.

Ding Cheng didn't bother him, and stood quietly by the side until the door of the office was knocked. Ding Cheng looked back and reminded Jiang Biegu:

"Vice President Fang is here."

Jiang Biegu nodded, and Ding Cheng turned the wheelchair in one direction so that Jiang Biegu faced the door.

Fang Cheng stepped in, stood not far from Jiang Biegu, glanced over Jiang Biegu's legs, and said with a smile:

"Boss Jiang's legs are not good yet, in fact, he should take more rest, but the company's problems can't be delayed, so it's hard work for Boss Jiang to make this trip."

Jiang Biegu looked at Fang Cheng and said nothing.

Fang Cheng is the second shareholder of the company. Compared with Jiang Biegu's 37%, he holds 26% of the shares. However, Jiang Biegu did not attract the investment from him at the time, and Jiang Biegu was not the company's first shareholder at that time. , because the investment was withdrawn later, Jiang Bie bought some of the other party's sale, which became the current 37%, and the rest that was not eaten was bought by Fangcheng.

Originally, the first share only invested and did not participate in the company's decision-making, but after Fang Cheng won 26% of JM's shares, he held a shareholders' meeting. It was also from that time that he became the company's vice president.

After so many years, the two of them have nothing to do with each other. After all, Jiang Biegu's ability lies here, and the benefits he brings to the company lie here. There is no need for Fangcheng to have trouble with money, but now Jiang Biegu's situation is also here. There is no need for Fangcheng to have trouble with future money.

"Why don't you talk?" Fang Cheng smiled: "Will President Jiang also keep silent at the shareholder meeting?"

Jiang Biegu still looked at him, Fang Cheng didn't care, and glanced at the watch on his wrist:

"Since Boss Jiang doesn't want to tell me, the meeting is about to start, so let's go there first."

Jiang Biegu nodded, glanced at Ding Cheng, Ding Cheng pushed Jiang Biegu to the door, and when passing by Fang Cheng, he raised his hand to stop Jiang Biegu from going:

"Mr. Jiang, we have been working together happily these years. In fact, there is no need to turn against each other, right? I did this for the good of the company. You still have a lot of your shares in your hands. Every quarter is still There is a lot of money in the account, you have worked so hard for the company for so many years, why not take this opportunity to take a good rest."

When Jiang Biegu saw Fang Cheng's words, he smiled slightly and made a gesture of please, Fang Cheng didn't say anything else and smiled slightly, stepped out of the way, and followed Jiang Biegu after he passed by.

Most of the people in the conference room had already arrived. Even though Jiang Biegu couldn't hear anything, he could still feel the atmosphere cool down after entering, and everyone's eyes fell on him.

It should be, after all, sitting in a wheelchair is indeed more eye-catching. Someone got up and moved the chair from the main seat. Ding Cheng thanked him and pushed Jiang Biegu over.

Those present here have visited Jiang Biegu during his hospitalization, or not, but regardless of whether they have not seen each other for a while, before the meeting starts, out of politeness and face, they all want to come to ask for warmth, or I want to verify whether the rumors are true before the meeting starts.

Jiang Biegu just smiled, taking their words into his eyes, but never responded.

Some felt that the rumors were true and expressed understanding for Jiang Biegu’s silence, but naturally there were also those who felt that Jiang Biegu was disrespectful:

"What's the point? Even if you're sitting in the chairman's seat, you're still a junior. We elders have something to say to you, let alone care about your body. Don't even say a word. You can't be too crazy. .”

Jiang Bie did not speak, but Ding Cheng could. Hearing this, he looked at the man who spoke and said:

"Chen Dong, seniority is not ranked by age in the mall."

"You are just a special assistant, do you have a place to speak here?" After accusing Ding Cheng, Chen Dong still looked at Jiang Biegu: "You don't care about your people."

"What I want to say has nothing to do with Mr. Jiang." Ding Cheng looked at him indifferently: "Also, if Mr. Chen thinks that the room is lined up to speak according to the shares held, then you only have 3%. Just enough to enter the board of directors, I'm afraid I won't be able to get in the queue in the morning, so wait."

Ding Cheng's personality is known by everyone in the company to be gentle, as if he has no temper, but today he is so strong that no one has ever seen it before.

In fact, Ding Cheng doesn't want to do this either. He is more suitable to be a transparent person who will appear quietly when Jiang Biegu needs it. It's just that Jiang Biegu can't say in this scene, but these bull-headed and horse-faced people, Ding Cheng won't hold back, anyway, this group of people is not here to send warmth.

What's more, after today, it's hard to say who is who, and there is no need to be polite to anyone.

Chen Dong was so angry that he wanted to say something, but Fang Cheng said:

"The time is up, directors should sit down and talk."

Ding Cheng ignored them, and directly took out the materials prepared by him and Jiang Biegu, and put them in front of him, then stood behind Jiang Biegu, his expression unchanged.

Fang Cheng glanced at the documents in front of Jiang Biegu, then at Ding Cheng, smiled, and sat down in the vice seat.

Since Fang Cheng has been preparing for this meeting for so long, there was no nonsense at the beginning of the meeting, and he went straight to the point, but he was still polite:

"It stands to reason that Mr. Jiang's health hasn't recovered, so he shouldn't bother you to recuperate and let you come to the company at this time. In fact, there have been rumors about JM recently, and even the stock price has dropped for almost two weeks. This matter can't be delayed. That's why I trouble President Jiang to take this trip."

Jiang Biegu looked at him, but didn't respond.

Fang Cheng seemed to know that he would have such a reaction, and he didn't care:

"Actually, the evaporation of the market value seems strange to outsiders, but to us, it is just a number. It can go down and it can go up, but the key is whether it can go up and how to go up."

"The current rumors from the outside world are nothing more than that Mr. Jiang has a language barrier after losing his hearing for a long time, and because of a car accident, he has not shown up at the company for nearly two months, and even the projects in hand have been transferred to others. It keeps the outside world guessing, affecting the stock price, and some people even rumor that the board of directors will change and President Jiang will abdicate." Fang Cheng said: "But in fact, this rumor is easy to break."

As Fang Cheng spoke, he looked at the assistant behind him. The assistant nodded and walked towards the door of the meeting room, opened the door and made a gesture, and then three strangers walked in.

Jiang Biegu took a look, then looked at Fang Cheng, Fang Cheng smiled:

"This is a doctor from the Third Hospital and an expert in language cognition. The person next to him is a reporter. As long as Mr. Jiang cooperates with the doctor and experts to check that you have no language barriers, and then let the reporter announce the results to the public, I think it will be fine. Mr. Jiang cannot return to the company temporarily because of his health due to the car accident, but it can also ease the company's current situation."

Fang Cheng looked at Jiang Biegu: "What does President Jiang think?"

Jiang Biegu's hands clenched subconsciously, but then slowly relaxed for a moment, and put his thumb on his index finger, touching the faded tooth marks.