Gu Ye immediately turned around and left, lest someone find out that he had been here before and leave quickly.
Along the way, the impetuous heart became stable, but it sank to the bottom.
How could he forget that Qiao Yang is still in a competitive relationship with him.
The young master who was kicked out of the Qiao family, now in order to stabilize his power in the Qiao family, the only option is to take the land of Qifengtai.
So, what does Qiao Yang think of him during this time
Even if they didn't get close on purpose, they wouldn't be friends.
friend
Sitting in the car, Gu Ye laughed self-deprecatingly.
Under the night, the bustling city is illuminated by bizarre lights. It also cast a flickering shadow on the handsome face of the man driving the car.
When a black Rolls-Royce parked at a red light intersection, it always attracted envious eyes from the surrounding car owners, who guessed the identity of the man driving a million-dollar luxury car.
The man in the car was handsome and dignified, but looked lonely.
Gu Ye didn't enter Yemei for more than five minutes, and everyone knew it soon after being discovered.
Mo Yu was also singing at Yemei tonight. After seeing Qiao Yang and the employees leaving the venue, he quickly walked up: "Young Master Qiao, President Gu came over just now."
Qiao Yang questioned: "Gu Ye? Is he here to play too?"
Mo Yu told Qiao Yang what he saw: "President Gu walked to your room, and for some reason, he left quickly without knocking on the door."
Joe Yang: …
Gu Ye wouldn't have heard their slogan: "Take the Qifeng Terrace and overthrow the Gu family."
His first reaction was: it's over, Latu 1900 may not be able to drink.
It was already eleven o'clock in the evening when Qiao Yang returned home. He stood at the elevator entrance, hesitated for a few seconds, and then pressed the doorbell of Gu Ye's house.
Gu Ye quickly opened the door, and a tall man stood at the door, handsome and gentle, with a smile on his face, and his voice was light: "Young Master Qiao is coming with sincerity?"
Qiao Yang scratched his head in embarrassment, he couldn't ask Gu Ye if he heard something in Yemei.
He cheekily asked, "President Gu won't be rude, right?"
"of course not."
Gu Ye's tall body turned slightly to the side, pointed to a bottle of red wine on the table in the living room in the distance, and asked, "Where is it, Shao Qiao come in and take a look?"
Qiao Yang's eyes lit up.
Entering Gu Ye's house, he held up the brown wine bottle in both hands and watched it carefully.
As a child, Qiao Sheng often told him stories about wine. Among them, he developed a strong interest in wine estates with a long history.
In the Middle Ages, ancient castles, endless vineyards, log barrels, and wine cellars gradually became the vision and pursuit of youth.
The man's reddish fingertips ran across the mottled label, stroking the yellowed Roman writing on it.
This is a red wine brewed a hundred years ago, a living fossil that can be drunk. You can feel the passage of history when you hold it in your hand.
Qiao Yang raised his head and asked him, "Is this... really for me?"
Danfeng's eyes flashed with joy from the heart, making the whole person round and soft.
Gu Ye's expression was still indifferent, and the dark and deep peach blossom eyes concealed emotions that others could not see.
He asked back, "Doesn't Qiao Shao like it? Why don't I pay you for something else?"
"like!"
Qiao Yang happily took the red wine into his arms and said with a smile, "If you know you can get such a good thing, Aunt Xu and Sister Qin Man can come and disturb me at will."
"From now on, my house will be your guest room."
Gu Ye smiled lightly at Qiao Yang's joke: "Forget it, Qiao Shao's hospitality is too expensive."
When Qiao Yang saw it, Gu Ye's smile was so light that even the peach blossom eyes, which were easy to pick up, didn't make any waves.
He asked tentatively, "President Gu, you... have you gone to Yemei?"
He had a guess that Gu Ye went to Yemei to bring him red wine, but when he heard the shouts of the employees, he turned back and left.
If so, then...
Qiao Yang felt uncomfortable.
It's the kind of awkwardness who speaks ill of others behind their backs and gets caught by others.
Gu Ye looked at him, his handsome face was calm, but he also carried an unknown mockery:
"I wanted to find someone to drink, but seeing that Young Master Qiao was so busy, I didn't dare to disturb him."
It's over, he really heard it.
Joe Yang was embarrassed.
He wanted to tell Gu Ye that he would not fight for this land.
Because this piece of land was auctioned off as a conspiracy against the Qiao Group, and it was just using Gu Ye to provoke his desire to win, so that it could be sold at a higher price.
However, it could not explain why he knew this.
After all, he is someone who has traveled in and knows the plot. Before the intricate relationship behind it was found out, Qiao Yang couldn't say anything.
He smiled dryly: "Then, does President Gu still want someone to drink? I'll accompany you."
The man raised his head and looked at him, Qing Jun's face had a pleasing smile, as if he knew he was wrong.
Very nice.
Gu Ye tilted his head, revealing a rare genuine smile: "Forget about drinking, let's drink some tea, Mr. Qiao, please."
He took Qiao Yang to the terrace: "Sit freely, I'll go get you some drinks."
The semi-circular terrace is connected to the living room. There are some succulent plants and a set of wisteria seats around. After crossing the fence, you can see the artificial lake in the community and the green trees glowing with emerald green under the night lights.
The night wind in spring is cool, and it is very comfortable to blow on the face.
Qiao Yang relaxed, but suddenly saw a document on the rattan table.
The bright light shines on the transparent folder, and the title of the document can be clearly seen: "Bidding Budget for Qifeng Terrace".
Joe Yang: ? ?
He remembered Li Songran's words: If we know Gu's budget price, we can secure Qifeng Terrace.
Qiao Yang looked at the folder on the wicker chair opposite and smiled for no reason.
Gu Ye, what does this mean
In a business war strategy novel, the male protagonist who will defeat all his opponents and reach the top of the world cannot be careless enough to put such confidential documents in front of his opponents.
Gu Ye's behavior either means he has enough confidence and funds to win Qifengtai.
Either treat him as a friend and take the initiative to disarm and surrender.
Qiao Yang didn't move the document. He rested his elbows on the rattan table, his palms supported his sharp jaw, and Danfeng's eyes bent down with a bright smile, waiting for the man to come.
Gu Ye took a small transparent glass teapot, soaked some lemon slices in warm water, added some honey, and stirred gently.
800 million is the highest budget he can win Qifengtai.
If Qiao Yang can come up with more than 800 million funds, Qifengtai can only give it to him.
So let Qiao Yang know what the budget is.
However, in his cognition, he never knew what "let" was.
For the first time, he wanted to "let" his opponent.
He was extremely conflicted, even annoyed.
Various emotions suppressed the breathing and became heavy, and even the rhythm of the stirring in the hands became chaotic.
The honey dissolves in the lemon water, and the liquid in the glass jug is a light honey color. The pale yellow lemon slices floated quietly in the pot.
As mood, sour, bitter and sweet.
He was gentle and gentle in dealing with people, but everyone who knew him knew that he had a heart that was so cold and hard that even he himself felt terrible.
He has no real friends.
And Qiao Yang is the first man he is interested in, wants to get close, become friends, and even go beyond friendship
If you compete with Qiao Yang for Qifeng Terrace, you will never see those bright and surprising Danfeng eyes again.
For the first time, my heart that has been cold for 27 years will melt in the spring.
But I am afraid that I will not be able to seize the opportunity that is not easy to come by.
He walked to the terrace with the tray, and from a distance he saw the man's eyes that were smiling like crescent moons.
The light in the living room illuminates the terrace, and in the background of night, the terrace is like a stage.
On the stage, the man sat wantonly on the rattan chair, handsome and free and easy, and seemed to have infinite light all over his body.
Gu Ye slowed down, pursed his lower lip unconsciously, and continued to approach.
"Mr. Gu is really interesting, did you deliberately put it here for me to see?"
Qiao Yang looked at Gu Ye who walked in, propped his face in one hand, raised the document in the other, and smiled slyly:
"Then you might as well just tell me your budget. Of course, for fairness, I'll tell you Mr. Joe's too."
He has already put the documents here, and he actually asked him to say it himself!
Gu Ye put down the tray with a cold expression on his face.
Greedy and cunning.
Why should he be interested in such a man.
But the man still had a successful smile.
Gu Ye's heart was full of fire, but he couldn't help but answer: "... 800 million."
Qiao Yang slumped on the table exaggeratedly, with a deflated face: "Well, then Qiao's lost. My budget is 180 million, the original price, I won't ask for a penny higher."
Gu Ye tried his best to keep his grace and dignity.
He lifted the small transparent glass teapot with one hand, tilted it slightly, and the light honey-colored lemon honey water flowed into the small transparent tea bowl.
He looked at the increasingly overflowing tea, and withdrew his hand. With a calm expression, he pushed the small tea bowl to Qiao Yang's hand:
"What a joke, at this price, Qiao Shao can't beat Gu Ye."
Qiao Yang's mouth twitched: This person is actually throwing a tantrum.
He smiled and said: "The original price of 180 million land was auctioned for 800 million! Those landowners and bidding officials have made a profit."
Qiao Yang pouted and said, "I just don't want to cheap them."
Especially these people also set up a bureau to frame the Qiao Group, and Qiao Yang didn't want them to take a penny more.
Gu Ye looked up at him: "What do you mean?"
The man lifted the small tea bowl and brought it to his lips. The edge of the delicate glass tea bowl was contained in the pale red lips, but he did not drink it.
A handsome smile opened on the edge of the tea bowl: "If Gu Ye starts from the lowest price, I will give you a surprise to Mr. Gu."
That means: don't ask for the price, just give it to me directly.
Not only wanted to get Qifeng Terrace, but also wanted to get it at the lowest price.
Disgusting, disgusting!
Gu Ye looked at him, a ruthless expression hidden in the deep peach blossom eyes.
He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth to bite.
Bite this man who got cheap and behaved well.
Biting until he cried, biting until he begged for mercy and softened, he could only be controlled by himself and listen to his own words.
He stared at the sly man closely, and there was a tinge of red in his eyes.
And Qiao Yang comfortably picked up the delicate small tea bowl and sent it to his mouth, raising his head slightly.
Through the transparent glass tea bowl, you can see the man's pale red lips dipped in honey-colored lemonade.
He put down the tea bowl, leaving a moist water light on his lips.
With her watery thin lips slightly raised, Qiao Yang smiled lightly and asked, "President Gu, are you alright?"
The voice was soft and coquettish.
The soft eyes are like the cry in the dream that night... bro
Clenched fists, clenched teeth loosened.
For a moment, Gu Ye felt his heart skip a beat. He just stared blankly at a man drinking tea and kept looking at him.
He admitted: he lost.
Whether or not Qiao Yang approached him because of Qifengtai.
Did you know that he likes gays, so he deliberately did these actions to charm him.
He admits it, he admits it all.
He couldn't see the man's face like this, hear the request from such a voice, and even snatched Qifengtai away.
Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll never see the elegance of a man playing the piano, his helplessness and softness after drinking, as well as his wanton free and easy, cunning and bright.
Gu Ye stared at Qiao Yang closely, as if he was in a strong state of prostration, and said every word: "Okay, I'm waiting for Qiao Shao's surprise."
The author has something to say:
Give it a try, and your head will be knocked out.