Duan Feifei's hair was blown dry, and he blew it for Jiang Kuo, who pressed his face on his stomach.
"Can you still breathe?" Duan Feihan puffed out his belly while blowing his hair.
"Yes," Jiang Kuo didn't move, "just work harder!"
"Are you sick?" Duan Feifei laughed, turned the hair dryer to the maximum, and quickly pulled Jiang Kuo's hair, remembering to blow it from top to bottom.
"Did you cover your pillow and yell when you were a kid?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"No," said Duan Feifei, "what are you shouting under the pillow? If I really shout, my old aunt will probably be frightened."
"You've been too careful since you were a child," Jiang Kuo said. "Do you feel that I'm talking too loudly now?"
"I don't feel it." Duan Feifei pinched the tip of his ear.
"I'm already shouting," Jiang Kuo's face left his stomach, he threw himself on the pillow, buried his face in the pillow, and shouted forcefully, "Did you hear me! Duan Feifei!"
"I heard." Duan Feifei smiled, he pulled it up, and continued to blow his hair.
"You don't even dare to try it, so I don't know that covering the pillow can cover up a large part of the voice." Jiang Kuo continued to press his face onto his stomach.
"I seem to..." Duan Feifei thought for a while, "I don't need to cover my pillow and shout, I can shout outside, the market is dominant, Grandmaster Zu An, Lord Fan."
Jiang Kuo laughed for a long time.
"Do you have any grievances that you want to shout in the pillow? Xiao Jiangkuo?" Duan Feifei touched Jiang Kuo's head, feeling that his hair was almost dry, so he changed the cold wind to cool it.
"Where did my grievance come from at that time?" Jiang Kuo thought for a while, then sighed, "Jiang Liao taught me... Now think about it, even if this is abnormal, I didn't tell President Jiang and the others. Well, let’s just pretend it’s just playing, we both covered our faces with pillows and shouted… I want to talk to them then? She wasn’t even in junior high school at that time.”
"It's really a detail that's hard to notice. If you notice it, you won't necessarily associate so much. Children play." Duan Feifei turned off the hair dryer and patted Jiang Kuo's back lightly, "It's not your fault. what."
"Well." Jiang Kuo hugged his waist, leaned for a while before letting go, and fell on the pillow, "Go to sleep, and then turn off the lights when you go to bed."
Duan Feifei didn't say a word, and went to bed with a smile.
"Turn off the lights when you go to bed," Jiang Kuo kicked him, "Go and turn off the lights."
Duan Feifei still didn't speak. He touched the top of the bed and found a small square object. He pressed it on the light, and the light went out.
"Fuck me?" Jiang Kuo was stunned, "Remote control?"
"Yeah." Duan Feifei replied with a smile.
"Let's take a look at me," Jiang Kuo reached out and patted him, "Why didn't I know this light was remotely controlled?"
"Because there is no switch on the bedside," Duan Feihan turned on the light again and said with a smile, "So this light is installed by the landlord as a remote control. I found this remote control before, but I haven't been able to understand what it is. In an instant, I suddenly realized."
"Come on," Jiang Kuo pressed it, the light went off, he pressed it again, and the light came on, "There are three more color temperatures, awesome."
"A rich young man," Duan Feifei sighed, "Have you never even used a remote control light?"
"No, isn't it generally voice-based? The lights in our Kuo Shao's room are inductive," Jiang Kuo said. "As soon as you lie down on the bed, the bedside night light will be automatically changed, and it will be turned off as soon as you close your eyes."
"Fuck you." Duan Feifei said.
"You can try it when you have time." Jiang Kuo turned off the light while enjoying himself.
"Then do you automatically turn on when you open your eyes?" Duan Feifei rolled over and put his arms around him, whispering in his ear, "Close your eyes, close your eyes, keep your eyes open, you don't have to go to the nightclub, friends, please come over, you lie down Just a blink of an eye on the bed."
Duan Feifei's low voice was very hypnotic, and Jiang Kuo felt his eyelids were heavy when he heard his voice, but the content made him want to laugh very much, and it was very tangled when he was sleepy and wanted to laugh.
"Shut up," he said.
"Okay." Duan Feifei said.
In the morning, Jiang Kuo was woken up by a chicken call. I don't know which house raised chickens on the balcony. From four o'clock until seven o'clock, Jiang Kuo was shocked when he woke up completely.
"Can you keep chickens in the building?" He looked at Duan Feifei.
Duan Feifei was looking at his phone with his toothbrush in his mouth and replied, "Well, if you have a foam box, you have to grow vegetables, and you can raise chickens if you have a square meter of open space... I think there are people who raise chickens in your villa area."
"That's a villa, at least the yard is big," Jiang Kuo got out of bed to wash up, and when he passed by Duan Feifei, he stretched out his hand and pinched it on his waist.
Duan Feifei was frightened, he raised his head suddenly, and the toothpaste foam was thrown on his face.
"Ah..." Jiang Kuo quickly put his face on his shoulder and rubbed.
"Damn it." Duan Feifei held his toothbrush in his mouth, "It's so fucking particular, I rub it on others."
"Is it yours?" Jiang Kuo smiled and entered the bathroom.
When he came out after washing and changing his clothes, Duan Feifei was sitting on the sofa still looking at his mobile phone: "Did you cut the movie today?"
"Yes," Jiang Kuo said, "she will send it to me in the morning, and I will invite her to dinner at noon."
"Well," Duan Feifei nodded, "Old Fan said that the show is scheduled for Thursday, at 8:30, let me watch it, and said it's better to go to his store and watch it together."
Jiang Kuo laughed: "He is so lonely."
"I feel like he's a bit like you in this respect." Duan Feifei stood up, took the bag and threw it on his shoulder.
"Maybe, but I won't find someone to come out to play with, I find it annoying," Jiang Kuo took his mobile phone on the table, followed Duan Feifei and walked out the door while watching, "A bunch of news."
There is a lot of news on the mobile phone, in addition to Jiang Leo's two, there are also a bunch of Yang Ke, reporting the business situation, the order has not been placed more than two days ago, taking advantage of these two days to stock up, the promotional video comes out and adds TV programs, there may be a few more days of peak...
"Let's get a lottery on Weibo," Jiang Kuo said while replying to Yang Ke, "Let's see what we can draw."
"Well, I'll get it," Duan Feifei took him by the shoulders and took him into the elevator, "I saw that the users are mostly young people and there are many girls. If there are prizes, I'd better get some girls who like them. …”
"Okay." After Jiang Kuo replied to Yang Ke, he saw Cannon's name on it when he exited.
Clicked in and found that the cannon had sent him a message last night, but withdrew.
He looked at the reminder to withdraw the message, and was a little confused. Cannon sent him a message, but he hadn't withdrawn it.
"What's wrong?" Duan Feifei asked.
"Could it be that something happened to Cannon again?" Jiang Kuo asked him to look at the screen of his mobile phone, "He never retracted before, and even sent me here to his girlfriend, he never retracted it, this means What great event was withdrawn immediately?"
"Call and ask." Duan Feifei said, "There shouldn't be anything wrong at the construction site, right?"
"It's hard to say," Jiang Kuo called Cannon. "The building that's about to be built has also encountered a fellow villager living in and asking for money, and dealing with a fellow villager accidentally provokes a village..."
No one answered the phone from the cannon.
Jiang Kuo frowned, opened the address book, flipped through it, and dialed Da Mao's number again.
Da Mao answered the phone very quickly, and before he got up when he heard the voice, he asked in surprise, "Xiao Kuo?"
"Where's Mr. Cannon?" Jiang Kuo asked, "Are you two together? Why didn't he answer the phone?" "He went back last night," said Da Mao, "he said that he was in a hurry at home and drove back at night. "
"At home? What's the matter with his family?" Jiang Kuo frowned, "Is it Uncle Hu?"
"I don't know about that. He left in a hurry. He took a cell phone and left," said Da Mao. "How about I make another call for you?"
"It's okay, you are busy with your work," Jiang Kuo said, "Is the construction site okay recently?"
"Very good, I just had a drink with Village Chief Lu the day before yesterday," said Da Mao, "the way to go is by his fish pond."
"This village chief will follow the hair, and let Duan Feifei go over if there is something wrong," Jiang Kuo said. "Duan Feifei touches the village chief Lu, that is a skilled worker."
"Okay." Da Mao smiled.
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Kuo walked with his mobile phone in a daze. Cannon went back, and it was still the same night. There was something at home, what could be wrong? And the gunner has something to do, why would you look for him? Something really happened to his family. Wouldn't it be better to call President Jiang than to call President Jiang's son? President Jiang's son is a piece of waste material separated by 108,000 miles.
"Hey," Duan Feifei grabbed his earlobe and gently tugged it to the side, "Mr. Kuo."
"Huh?" Jiang Kuo turned his head following his strength.
"What does Duan Feifan call Village Chief Lu a skilled worker?" Duan Feifei said.
"Fuck," Jiang Kuo laughed, "Just say it casually, isn't it, you two are about to become uncles and nephews after a meal."
"Are you all right?" Duan Feifei asked, "Can Cannon go home?"
"Well," Jiang Kuo frowned, "Why do I feel like something happened to his family? Yes... "
Duan Feifei didn't let him speak, and put out his hand to cover his mouth: "You directly call President Jiang to report on the business in the past two days, but the stock is sold out after opening, and such good news has not been told to President Jiang. Bar?"
Jiang Kuo clicked his tongue, holding his phone and didn't move. If Duan Feifei was going to change this, he must have made a smooth call, but Jiang Kuo and President Jiang have never had such a communication habit. Thought something happened to him.
"I'll call." Duan Feifei saw his hesitation and took out his phone.
"Damn," Jiang Kuo looked at him, "you really..."
"Mr. Jiang and I don't have so many fathers and sons," Duan Feifei glanced at the time. "He should wake up now, and it's the same time to call me after sending people off that day."
"Well, he got up quite early." Jiang Kuo said.
Duan Feifei called President Jiang.
There were five or six beeps before picking up, but the "Hello" was not President Jiang's voice, but a woman.
Duan Feifei's eyebrows instantly reached the hairline.
Fortunately, the woman's next sentence was: "Duan Feihan? I'm Auntie Lin."
"Good morning, Auntie." Duan Feifei said quickly, glanced at Jiang Kuo again, and from Jiang Kuo's eyebrows immediately twitched, he knew that Auntie Lin should not answer the phone for President Jiang.
"Good morning." Aunt Lin's voice was gentle.
"Is Jiang always resting?" Duan Feifei asked, "I didn't pay attention to the time."
"He usually wakes up around this time," Aunt Lin smiled. "Yesterday he was talking to people and he went to bed in the middle of the night. Today he wakes up late. Do you have anything to do with him? Do you want him to wake up and call you back? past?"
"No, no, there's nothing important," Duan Feifei said, "It's also something I want to tell you, mainly because I don't have your phone number, and Jiang Kuo is too embarrassed to call."
"Yeah, he's embarrassed about anything," Aunt Lin said, "what's the matter?"
"Just... After we opened, the online and offline sales were pretty good," Duan Feifei said. "At the beginning, there was almost not enough stock, and now we are still stepping up stocking."
"It's amazing," Auntie Lin said. "Come on, do you have other promotions next? Isn't that going to explode?"
Duan Feifei laughed: "It shouldn't be too exaggerated to explode, but it will definitely be a big one. After a little bit of popularity, it will be easy to handle later... I just wanted to tell you, Jiang Kuo felt embarrassed and unnecessary. I still think it's necessary."
"Of course it is necessary," said Auntie Lin, "or we are worried that he will lose all the money by blindly directing. It seems to be alright."
Duan Feifei smiled and chatted for a while before hanging up.
"The tone is normal?" Jiang Kuo, who had been leaning beside him, asked, "But she won't answer the phone for President Jiang, and at most press mute."
"The sound of someone walking in the background," said Duan Feifei, "and the sound of cars far away, it doesn't sound like home."
Jiang Kuo frowned, took out his mobile phone and continued to call Cannon: "It may be the company's business... They called Cannon to go back to help, Cannon! Cannon can go back to help! I don't know anything!"
Jiang Kuo raised his voice as he spoke, feeling very unhappy.
Duan Feifei hurriedly put his arm around his shoulder: "You have a lot of things here, you have to go to class, you have to run a shop, if it's not a particularly serious matter, I definitely don't want to disturb you, and besides, you won't let Cannon help you in a big event. what."
"Why didn't Cannon answer the phone?" Jiang Kuo's voice was still very loud.
"Well," Duan Feifei turned on his phone again, "I should still have lawyer Jiang's call records here. I'll call him and ask."
Jiang Kuo grabbed his hand: "Don't fight."
Duan Feifei looked at him.
"Who knows if I have to avoid me again so as not to disturb anyone," Jiang Kuo said, "Don't fight."
"Well." Duan Feifei put the phone back in his pocket, and within a few seconds, Jiang Kuo had calmed down.
"Wait for Cannon to contact me." Jiang Kuo said, "I can't help you much with the company's affairs. If you really call Cannon back for the company's business, it is estimated that you need to find someone you can trust to run errands."
"Okay." Duan Feifei nodded.
Jiang Kuo chose to wait. In the case of not knowing anything, this choice should be the best.
But Jiang Kuo was a little absent-minded all morning, and he was no longer sleepy during class, staring at the teacher in front of him in a daze.
After the second get out of class ended, his cell phone finally rang, not a message, but a phone call.
"Cannon, fuck it," Jiang Kuo hurriedly answered the phone and scolded, "Your uncle, do you have a broken hand or a deaf ear!"
"I haven't slept all night," Cannon didn't choke at him, "I fell asleep in the morning, I really didn't hear your call, I just saw it when I woke up."
"Why did you go?" Jiang Kuo didn't care whether he was cold or not when he faced the cannon, and asked a series of questions, "What did you send me yesterday to withdraw? Why did you go back?"
"I'm telling you, I'm telling you," Cannon continued, "Calm down."
"Say." Jiang Kuo said.
Cannon suppressed his voice: "Yesterday there was a commotion in the company, and President Jiang was squatted when he came out of the hotel..."
"What?" Jiang Kuo's voice rose.
All the students around looked over.
Duan Feifei took him to the corner.
"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay," Cannon said. "He brought bodyguards, and one bodyguard beat seven, and he was smashed in the head..."
"What kind of bodyguard! How can someone smash him in the head!" Jiang Kuo was shaking with anger, "All bodyguards are brought, so just bring one? Are you crazy!"
"There are more than one, but it seems that only one can be hit... I can't figure it out. As soon as I came back, I took someone to the hospital with my dad. I'm still guarding the door of the hospital," Cannon said, "I was there yesterday. I want to tell you, but I'm afraid that you will come back in a hurry in the middle of the night..."
"My dad was beaten into the hospital!" Jiang Kuo roared, "Shouldn't it be right for me to go back! I'll fuck you, uncle, won't you tell me?"
"Fuck you, uncle! Jiang Lei is still with you!" Cannon also roared, "When you're coming back, if she has any ideas, shouldn't she worry more about it!"
"I won't let her know," Jiang Kuo took a breath to calm himself down, "I'll have dinner with her at noon and go back in the afternoon."
"The situation is stable now, Mr. Jiang is okay to know," Da Pao said. "We are guarding, and the police have come. After all, he is the backbone of the local economy and will be protected..."
"That's my dad." Jiang Kuo said.
"I didn't tell you to come back," said Cannon. "I told you not to drive when you came back!"
"...Understood." Jiang Kuo said.
"Let Duan Feifei accompany you here," said Cannon, "I'm still worried."
"He's going to class!" Jiang Kuo raised his voice.
"My god," said Cannon, "it's so embarrassing for you to say this. He is in class. Come back with you and delay his sleep in class. He didn't have a good rest when he opened."
Jiang Kuo paused, letting the artillery amused, leaning against the wall and laughing.
"It's alright, don't worry, it's not what you want to call Duan Feifei, someone will take care of you on the road." Cannon said.
"Well, I see." Jiang Kuo hung up the phone.
Duan Feifei looked at him: "Mr. Jiang is injured?"
"Well," Jiang Kuo nodded. When he put the phone in his pocket, he didn't put it in twice. He threw the phone aside angrily, "Fuck."
"Hey!" Duan Feifei's hand pocketed twice in the air, but the phone fell to the ground.
He picked it up and looked at it. The phone case that Jiang Kuo chose when he bought the phone was not bad, and the phone was not broken.
"What's the matter?" He put the phone back in Jiang Kuo's pocket.
"Mr. Jiang came out after eating and was beaten and smashed his head. He is now in the hospital." Jiang Kuo said.
"Who to eat with?" Duan Feifei asked.
"Follow the bodyguard." Jiang Kuo felt a little confused in his mind.
"Have dinner with the bodyguards?" Duan Feifei was a little confused.
"I don't know, Cannon didn't say anything," Jiang Kuo frowned, "I'll go home in the afternoon, but I have to eat with Jiang at noon, so I can't let her know about this, I can't let her see what's wrong with me... But I I'm a little worried that I will reveal my secrets... I can pretend to be someone else, I'm afraid that something happened to President Jiang... "
"It's alright," Duan Feifei said, "call Fan Jiabao. With him around, any abnormality can be wiped out by him."
Jiang Kuo was stunned for a moment and then laughed: "Let him know that he has this image here with you, and he will fight with you on the spot with Brother Huaji."
"It just so happens that I haven't officially thanked him yet. He helped a lot before and after the opening." Duan Feifei said.
"Well." Jiang Kuo nodded.
"I'll accompany you back." Duan Feifei said.
"Yeah." Jiang Kuo nodded.
"Don't worry, didn't the artillery say it, it's fine." Duan Feifei said.
Jiang Kuo was silent for a while before opening his mouth: "It's no big deal, it's not a trivial matter, but he didn't tell me, he didn't mean to tell me at all, he called Cannon back, and he didn't call me..."
"It means that this matter is too small to call you." Duan Feifei said.
"It means that in President Jiang's eyes, I can't handle things at all." Jiang Kuo said.
"What about you?" Duan Feifei said.
"Just let it go." Jiang Kuo said.
"Hey—" Duan Feifei frowned and sniffed, "Is it true that you can just let it go? You? The image of Young Master Xingchui Pingye Kuo collapsed in an instant..."
Jiang Kuo was stunned, and stared at him in shock: "Your uncle! I didn't let it go!"
Duan Feifei laughed.
"Fuck." Jiang Kuo still glared at him, and after a while he laughed, "If you interrupt me, I won't feel right."
"What's wrong with this broken mood," Duan Feifei said, "Go back and quarrel with President Jiang in person and ask him why he didn't tell you."
"...No." Jiang Kuo clicked his tongue.
"The next time he doesn't tell you anything, don't be emotional and stop talking nonsense." Duan Feifei said.
Jiang Kuo was silent for a while, then sighed hard.