After being dressed as a scumbag, the protagonist was set by a collapsed person

[Supplementary conditions, say the following lines to Jiang Yanshu: 1. Not everyone can get in my car. 2. If you sit in my car, you are mine. 3. Be grateful for what happened today. 】

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Good guy, Gu Xiyan directly put on the pain mask.

What kind of greasy speech from the last century is this? Did the system misunderstand Slag Gong?

And that's not the point, the point is.

Gu Xiyan: "Mr. System, what should I do if I don't know how to drive?"

That's right, Gu Xiyan, a poor little painter, doesn't actually have a driver's license.One is that he never thought he could afford a car, and the other is that subject two is really too difficult!

【Please host to solve it by yourself, good luck, see you next mission】

Mr. System was like an emotionless monster, ignoring Gu Xiyan's inner wailing, and went offline directly.

Gu Xiyan struggled to get up while supporting himself on the sofa, the most urgent thing was to stop Jiang Yanshu, he would be in trouble when he got into the car.

Gu Xiyan picked up the branch-shaped wooden hanger where clothes were hung by the door, used the pestle on the ground as a crutch, and hopped out.

During the period, Gu Xiyan's ankle was accidentally pinched by the elevator door, and Gu Xiyan burst into tears in pain, wishing to give up on the spot.

But when he thought of the one billion reward, he hesitated again.

Just ask you, have you ever worked hard for a billion!

As soon as Ren Sichen and Jiang Yanshu walked to the door of the hotel, they heard a familiar young voice, "Wait! Wait a minute!"

Ren Sichen held back the depression that surged up in an instant, he was afraid that he would have PTSD with the word 'waiting'.

Turning around, he saw the young man with chestnut hair running towards this side like a little rabbit, with red eyes bouncing around.

Ren Sichen has never seen Gu Xiyan like this before. In the past, Gu Xiyan always liked to pretend to be mature. He used hairspray to fix all his hair behind his head every day. With his bad taste, he looked like he lived in the last century.

But today's Gu Xiyan didn't use hairspray, his soft hair brushed past his eyebrows, making his palm-sized face more delicate, and it was closer to Gu Xiyan's real age.

In addition to being named president, he is actually a sophomore economics student.

Jiang Yanshu quickened his pace silently when he heard the word 'wait', he didn't want to stay with Gu Xiyan for a second.

Unfortunately it backfired.

"Comrade Xiao Yan."

Although Gu Xiyan used to jump, his speed was extremely fast, and he jumped to Jiang Yanshu's side in a few steps.

Jiang Yanshu gritted his teeth, "Don't call me that."

"Okay, Comrade Xiaoyan, stop and listen to me." Gu Xiyan grabbed Jiang Yanshu's arm and forced him to stop, "You must have been unwell after exercising for so long last night, why don't I take you home ?”

Jiang Yanshu glanced suspiciously at Gu Xiyan's ankles and the clothes hanger used as abduction, with obvious mockery in his eyes.

Of course Gu Xiyan knew what he meant, but he still said nonsense: "My little injury is nothing, I will take you home first and I will bandage it."

After finishing speaking, he patted Jiang Yanshu on the shoulder and said coolly, "Let's go!"

Jiang Yanshu looked at Gu Xiyan's red eye sockets that were obviously painful: ...

He found that he couldn't understand this person more and more.

Ren Sichen didn't know what tricks Gu Xiyan was playing again, he was a little impatient, Ren's father sent a message asking him why he left the banquet in the middle of the banquet last night and didn't return all night, he couldn't delay here any longer.

He thought for a while and said, "Why don't I take a taxi..."

"No, no, no." Before finishing speaking, Gu Xiyan forcibly interrupted, "If you have something to do, go first."

Ren Sichen struggled, thinking of the horror of Ren's father when he got angry, he still took a step ahead.

Gu Xiyan let out a breath, and finally got rid of this trouble.

"You seem to want him to go."

Jiang Yanshu was puzzled, didn't Gu Xiyan target him because of Ren Sichen, but it seems that this is not the case these two days.

"Really, no." Gu Xiyan said perfunctorily, "It's getting late, let's go."

Jiang Yanshu frowned and didn't study further.

When they reached the door, Gu Xiyan was in trouble.

It is impossible to drive a car, even with a driver's license.

He looked around, his eyes lit up, and there was an old tricycle parked on the side of the street, he knew this one well!

He used to ride a lot when he was working in the countryside. He is confident that with the help of crutches, he can ride well with one foot.

He borrowed paper from the front desk and issued an IOU, then excitedly jumped in front of the tricycle, signaling Jiang Yanshu to get on the car with his eyes.

Jiang Yanshu was unbelievable.

It was hard for him to imagine that a billionaire president would ride a tricycle with a limp to take him home.

This is ridiculous.

Gu Xiyan saw Jiang Yanshu's tendency to retreat, so he hurried over to pull him.

At this moment, a middle-aged man in uniform ran over, shouting in a dialect that Gu Xiyan could not understand, he must be the owner of the tricycle.

Seeing this, Gu Xiyan yelled at the man: "Uncle, lend me this car, and I will definitely return it to you before dark! The IOU is at the front desk!"

Immediately, he got into the car and shouted at Jiang Yanshu: "It's too late, get in the car!"

Jiang Yanshu was infected by the atmosphere, and when he realized it, he had already sat in the tricycle compartment, Gu Xiyan was riding hard in front, and the owner of the car was chasing desperately behind.

Jiang Yanshu watched the vicissitudes of the car owner's face go from far to near, and finally disappeared after turning the corner.

Jiang Yanshu: ...

Did he witness the scene where the president of Gucheng Group robbed the car, and unfortunately became an accomplice?

After getting rid of the car owner, Gu Xiyan finally dared to slow down and take a breath. His heart was full of apologies to the car owner. He promised that he would bring the car back intact before dark.

After relaxing, Gu Xiyan remembered the three sentences of the supplementary task, so while waiting for the red light, he turned around and imitated the tone of the boss to tell Jiang Yanshu.

"Not everyone can get in my car."

Jiang Yanshu was speechless, "No one wants to get in your car." After a pause, he continued: "And this is not your car."

In a daze, Jiang Yanshu noticed that someone on the side of the road was pointing at them, mixed with sighs like 'so pitiful'.

That's right, Gu Xiyan was riding a bicycle with a bag on his head and limping, while he was sitting in the carriage with all his hands and feet. It was really outrageous in the eyes of outsiders.

Jiang Yanshu closed his eyes, calmed down, and said patiently: "Let me ride instead."

It took at least an hour and a half to ride from here to Jiang Yan's calligrapher's house. Gu Xiyan hadn't done physical work for a long time, and he was a little unconfident.

But the task said that he was required to drive, so he didn't dare to take the risk, so he could only grit his teeth and stiffen.

Jiang Yanshu didn't insist anymore, but turned slightly sideways, trying to block the sight of passers-by.

Two hours later, Gu Xiyan was dizzy and parked the car downstairs of Jiang Yanshu.

But the prompt sound did not sound for a long time.

Oh yes, two more sentences.

Gu Xiyan gasped heavily and stumbled as he read.

"Sit, sit in my car, but it's mine."

Jiang Yanshu's expression changed, and then he heard it again.

"Be grateful for what happened today."

Following the notification that the task was completed, Gu Xiyan collapsed to the ground.

Jiang Yan hated the book so much that his teeth itch, but he was taken aback when he saw Gu Xiyan on the ground.

The young master had never been in such a mess before, with sweat sticking to his hair and scattered all over his face, there was no hairstyle to speak of, and his originally neat and clean clothes were also covered with dust.

The whole person looked disheartened, he didn't look like a president, but he looked like he just came back from moving bricks from somewhere.

Gu Xiyan with this appearance is not so annoying.

Suddenly, there was a cold touch from the swollen and painful ankle, and the coolness just suppressed part of the pain, which was very comfortable.

Gu Xiyan looked down, and it turned out that Jiang Yanshu squatted down to massage him.

"Call the doctor over here, you shouldn't be able to leave like this."

"Ah?" Gu Xiyan didn't expect Jiang Yanshu to do such a thing for him, his head was dizzy, and it took him a long time to remember to call Xu Zhe.

Xu Zhe didn't ask much when he heard that he had changed his position, he just said that he would contact Simao again.

Before hanging up the phone, Gu Xiyan glanced at the tricycle beside him and remembered his oath.

So Xu Zhe, who had just successfully delivered the contract, was so busy that he heard his boss ask,

"Xu Zhu, can you ride a tricycle?"

Xu Zhe:???

Under Jiang Yanshu's moderate pressure, Gu Xiyan wanted to sleep comfortably on the floor.

Until the sound of the text message interrupted his drowsiness.

The note is Senior Si, probably the doctor Xu Zhe mentioned.The content is that it will arrive in about 10 minutes.

Jiang Yanshu's eyes were sharp, and after seeing the content of the text message, he stopped his movements and got up to leave.

Gu Xiyan was very greedy for the cold touch of Jiang Yanshu's fingertips, but he didn't dare to treat the protagonist as a tool, so he reluctantly said: "It's getting late, you should go back quickly, thank you just now."

"Heh." Jiang Yanshu said with a light smile: "I should be the one to thank, I have to be grateful for everything that happened today, right?"

Gu Xiyan: ...

Hey, sure enough, the protagonist is very vengeful in both offense and suffering.

When Simao Yao arrived, he saw Gu Xiyan sitting pitifully against the wall with red eyes, curling up his hands and feet as if trying to ball himself up.

"Xiyan, I heard that your foot was injured? How did you do it?"

Gu Xiyan carefully looked at the person who came. This person was not mentioned in the original work, and the original owner didn't seem to have such a gentle and reliable person in his memory.

Gu Xiyan remembered that the original owner was surrounded by friends who were spending their days and nights clubbing, and they were basically unlearned and incompetent wealthy second generations. How could a doctor be such a serious profession.

Si Moyao put the medical kit aside, checked Gu Xiyan's injuries and asked, "Why are your eyes so strange, as if you don't know me?"

In fact, I just don’t know him. Who are you, brother?

The tone of voice seemed to be quite familiar with the original owner, but the note was filled in by the well-behaved Senior Si.

"Why, the person who sent you that day was not satisfied?"

Simao suddenly leaned close to Gu Xiyan's ear and whispered.

"Wh, who is it?" Gu Xiyan asked uncertainly, it couldn't be the one he thought of.

"I really don't remember?" Simao Yao's collar was loose, revealing the vine-like tattoo under his collarbone during his movements.

In the blink of an eye, Gu Xiyan thought of a name.

"Amos?"

Simao Yao's bandaged hand paused, "Didn't you agree to call me by that name only in the store?"

Ahh it's true!

It never occurred to Gu Xiyan that the original owner's number one friend in the original work, the friend who resident in the bar who did a lot of harm to the original owner, turned out to be a doctor!

Gu Xiyan dug out the colorful faces painted in the memory of the original owner, but he couldn't connect with the handsome man in front of him no matter what.

Seeing that Gu Xiyan didn't reply, Simoyao was not in a hurry, he took care of the wound neatly, lifted the medicine box and said, "Okay, it's just a slight strain. Be careful not to do strenuous exercise these few days."

Gu Xiyan nodded blankly.

Si Moyao stroked Gu Xiyan's chestnut hair amusedly, "Could it be possible that I'm really stupid, just to be on the safe side, let's go to the hospital for an examination, but it's much cuter this way."

Simaoyao wanted to send Gu Xiyan home, but Gu Xiyan refused. The latter was still in shock that these two were the same person.

Simao Yao had to go back to his shift, so he had to leave Gu Xiyan here until Xu Zhe came to pick him up.

*

Gu Dong had a rare free day, playing golf at a friend's newly opened golf course.

Seeing the manager of the public relations department trotting all the way here from a distance, his temples twitched, and he had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, Manager Xu of the PR Department stood still, out of breath, and said, "Gu Dong, Young Master, Young Master has negative news, do you want to deal with it?"

Gu Jingye threw the club in his hand, even if it hit the grass, it made a 'boom' sound.

"That kid never made me worry! What happened this time? Gossip with a male artist?"

Manager Xu shook his head.

"Is that another inappropriate statement and bullying the vulnerable?"

Manager Xu shook his head.

"what is that?"

Gu Jingye frowned, feeling that the matter was not simple.

"Master, he snatched someone else's tricycle on the street and was photographed. Now it's rumored that the Gucheng Group is going bankrupt."

Gu Jingye thought he heard it wrong, "What car did you steal?"

Manager Xu tremblingly said: "Tricycle, Mr. Gu."

As he spoke, he handed the news page of the tablet to Gu Jingye.

Gu Jingye took it over and took a look, the title was lined with large characters.

The president of Gucheng Group snatched three rounds in the street. Is it a sign of the group's bankruptcy?

There is still a row of small characters below. The young assistant couldn't bear to face the reality, so he hid his face in the carriage and wept.

Gu Jingye almost dropped the tablet, "This is such a mess, get out of here quickly!"

"Yes, Gu Dong."

Manager Xu hugged the tablet and trotted out for a walk.

In the shadow behind the door, a slender man stood leaning against the door, with a refined voice, "Things are going well, let's proceed to the next step."

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