"Teach you to be a friend?"
It was the first time Qiao Yang heard this kind of question.
He thought it was funny.
But seeing Gu Ye showing weakness and serious and sincere tone, he couldn't laugh.
Qiao Zhen said: Gu Ye has no friends.
Again, I think of Gu Ye's character in the novel, the only son of the Gu family who lost his father when he was young.
As the sole heir, he has high hopes and expectations, but at the same time, he has to face the covetousness of his family's relatives and Gu's senior management on the Gu family's property.
Qiao Yang could even imagine a young man who was supposed to be carefree, but had to be cold-hearted, support his meager strength, step by step to become stronger, and finally control the overall situation.
Growing up around him were murky calculations and competing interests.
He really can't do whatever he wants like ordinary people, let alone joke with his buddies and friends, and have a good time.
While Qiao Yang sympathized with him, he was also secretly moved.
Thinking about it, Gu Ye was willing to show him the budget table of Qifengtai that night, probably because he regarded him as a friend.
But today, after Gu Ye knew that he gave up the auction, he also gave up the auction to protect his friend's reputation.
Probably the more such a person is, the more they will cherish them more after they get friends.
Qiao Yang still laughed.
He raised his fist carelessly and slapped Gu Ye's strong chest like a joke, with a hearty and bold voice:
"Don't think about it so complicated, buddy. We're still the same as we used to be, just do what we do."
"Also, I have made an appointment with Qiao Yang, your friend! If anything happens in the future, even if you come to me, as long as I can help, I will definitely help President Gu to do it."
A loose punch fell, making a muffled sound, echoing in the man's broad chest.
The non-painful, non-itchy touch was dizzy on the layers of the skin where it fell, and finally spread to the whole body, and the whole person felt numb.
Like being enveloped in invisible sweet air, comfortable and pleasant.
---- still want, want more.
"it is good."
Gu Ye looked down at Qiao Yang and replied in a low voice.
The deep peach blossom eyes flashed with joy from the heart.
He also imitated Qiao Yang, clenched his fist loosely, raised it slowly, and gently lowered it on the man's slightly thin shoulder.
The bones of the clenched fist are like hills and valleys, with distinct concavities and convexities, and the veins of the blood vessels are rough and rambunctious, one can imagine the tenacity and strength possessed by men.
The force that fell on Qiao Yang was soft like a feather.
Qiao Yang laughed at him: "Your fist is too light, it should be like this between buddies."
He punched Gu Ye again, stronger than before.
In the quiet corridor, there was a muffled sound of fist hitting the flesh.
Gu Ye looked at him and smiled without moving, as if this was a very comfortable thing, which made him happy both physically and mentally.
Qiao Yang rubbed the back of his hand quietly: Tsk, my hand hurts.
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After a pleasant and happy episode, the two went home separately.
The thought of not having to go to work in the future made Qiao Yang feel more relaxed.
He canceled the alarm clock and slept until half past ten in the morning. Wake up comfortably and naturally and start planning your free life in the future.
First you have to buy a piano.
Mo Yu once introduced him to a musical instrument store, saying that there was a famous piano in the collection, and he was interviewed by a news reporter.
He'd always wanted to see it, but just didn't have the time.
Just when he was about to contact Mo Yu, Liu Wen called.
His voice was very anxious: "Young Master Qiao, your friend Mo Yu was attacked by cyber violence all day yesterday because he defended your remarks on his homepage."
"His personal information, address, and school information were all exposed to the Internet and forwarded by many people..."
Mo Yu was attacked by the Internet and was fleshed out
Qiao Yang's heart sank: "What's going on? Be clear."
It turned out that after Gu Ye gave up on Qifeng Terrace yesterday, the rumors about Qiao Yang's reposting on the Internet were suppressed little by little and gradually disappeared.
However, Qiao Jin did not intend to end there.
After all, in just over an hour after Qiao Yang gave up the bid, the topic has been topped the hot search and has been forwarded more than millions of times.
Clearly someone is behind the scenes.
He will not let go of anyone who tries to discredit Qiao Yang and the Qiao Group.
Qiao Jin contacted the heads and operators of major public opinion platforms and directly exerted pressure to find out all the hired marketing accounts and navy groups.
However, during the investigation, an unexpected thing was discovered.
A little anchor named Mo Yu, after #Qiao's three young masters were crazy about love, and hundreds of millions of land resources were handed over to the hot search of # ,
Immediately clarify for Qiao Yang on his live broadcast platform.
[The Qiao Yang I know is definitely not such a person, and Qiao Yang and Gu Ye are just friends. There must be other reasons for Qiao Yang's abandonment of the bid. Please don't believe in unfounded rumors.]
There are nearly 10,000 fans in Mo Yu's live broadcast room, and his fans also actively help him forward Qiao Yang's clarification post.
For a time, it has become the main force in maintaining Qiao Yang's reputation.
Only later, a singer named Jian Xing made some remarks on his homepage.
[The clown jumps the beam? It's the same as if he really knew the wealthy young master and the president of the Gu family. Are you trying to deceive fans into thinking that you are well-connected and gilded yourself? Still want to kneel and lick the wealthy? It's a pity that the third young master doesn't even know who you are.]
Jane walks @Mo Yu without any disguise.
Jian Xing is a singer who has just become popular in the past two years, and he has nearly one million fans.
His post was instantly retweeted and caused all kinds of suspicion.
Some fans even ran to Mo Yu's homepage and began to curse.
At first, Mo Yu argued a few words, but what was ushered in was even more ugly abuse that flooded his homepage like a flood.
[Singing so badly and still being an anchor, contaminates our ears]
[There are still 10,000 fans, are they all deaf?]
[I want to use the wealthy young master to draw traffic to myself, but I have never seen such a thick-skinned person.]
[He wants to kneel and lick the wealthy family, and he has to see if he is worthy, mouth area.]
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Across the Internet, anyone can not be responsible for their own words, but netizens who don't know the truth are slightly driven to think that Mo Yu is a brazen little anchor who wants to have a relationship with a wealthy family.
The abuse became more and more intense, and it became more and more unpleasant.
Qiao Jin looked irritable.
After all, Mo Yu was subjected to cyber violence to protect the third child. Joe Jin couldn't turn a blind eye.
What's more, it's just a matter of hand for him.
Later, he learned from Liu Wen that this little anchor was really a friend of the third child.
Qiao Jin threw all the information found out to Liu Wen: "Let the third child solve it by himself."
Liu Wen reported to Qiao Yang the results of Qiao Jincha:
"Mo Yu should have offended the singer named Jian Xing. The information about human flesh that the second young master found out was also sent by Jian Xing to the Internet."
"He deliberately induced his fans to attack Mo Yu behind his back..."
After hanging up the phone, Qiao Yang's face turned completely cold.
He has also been in the entertainment industry.
He understands how much an idol's words have an impact on fans, and can even ignite their crazy behavior.
What's more, Jian Xing deliberately led fans to attack Mo Yu.
Qiao Yang was worried about Mo Yu's safety, so he quickly dialed Mo Yu's number.
-- Shutting down.
He grabbed the car keys and walked out, calling Liu Wen: "Give me the address of Mo Yu's house, hurry up, I'll go to his house to see him."
Liu Wen was dumbfounded: "Ah? I, I don't know the address of Mo Yu's house?"
Qiao Yang: "Didn't it mean that he was murdered, and his address was posted on the Internet!"
Liu Wen patted his head and secretly scolded himself for being stupid: "Yes, I'll check it right away!"
Qiao Jin looked at Liu Wen's stupidity and was speechless: "How did the third child suffer from you before? What does he want you to do now?"
Liu Wen and Qiao Jin have been scolded several times in less than a morning.
He misses Qiao Yang so much now!
He lowered his head and said, "The third young master asked me to check Moyu's address. It seems that he wants to visit him in person."
"Go in person?"
Qiao Jin frowned. From the comments on the Internet, you can see how crazy the fans are.
If there are fans who touch Mo Yu's house to make trouble, the third child can't handle it alone.
In addition to being busy with the work of the two departments of the company, he also had to check the messengers who hired the navy, and he couldn't go anywhere.
Qiao Jin had no choice but to tell Liu Wen: "Follow you too, and bring a few company security staff. Don't let the third child have an accident."
Mo Yu lives in an old apartment building in the suburbs. The rent is cheap but lack of management.
When Qiao Yang drove downstairs, he saw Liu Wen and five men in black suits with slightly fierce looks standing in front of a car from a distance.
As soon as he stopped, Liu Wen rushed over to open the door for him: "Second Young Master was afraid of your accident and asked me to bring a few people here."
Five sturdy men in black suits bowed their heads in unison, bowed slightly, and shouted in unison, "Young Master Qiao!"
Joe Yang: …
A sense of sight that the boss of the Yamaguchi-gumi went out and was supported by his younger brothers, and he came to him.
The Joe Group has a security department, similar to bodyguards. Mainly responsible for the travel safety of Qiao's family.
It's just that Qiao Yang is not used to these and never takes it with him.
He only focused on looking for Mo Yu, and didn't care too much about these people.
The old building has no elevator, and the stairs are narrow and dark.
Qiao Yang asked the bodyguards to wait downstairs and only brought Liu Wen upstairs
Mo Yu's house was on the third floor, but as soon as he walked into the corridor, he smelled a pungent stench.
After Qiao Yang and Liu Wen covered their noses and climbed to the third floor, they knew where the smell originated.
A pile of rubbish was piled up in front of Mo Yu's house, like a whole rubbish bin was dumped directly here.
The domestic garbage in garbage bags of various colors was leaked, and more food residues that were left overnight were flowing everywhere.
And the door of Mo Yu's house was splashed with bright red paint, which is eye-catching and scary!
There are also a few large black characters, which are written crookedly: lick the dog to death.
Liu Wen took a breath and said angrily, "This is too much, bullying honest people!"
With a cold face, Qiao Yang knocked on the door of Mo Yu's house: "Mo Yu! I'm Qiao Yang, are you at home!"
Soon, the rusty and worn iron door was opened: Mo Yu's haggard face and red eyes were revealed.
When he saw Qiao Yang, the circles under his eyes became even redder.
Only then did he shout, "Joe..."
Immediately biting her lip, she held back her tears from breaking her voice.
But the rims of his eyes were still wet, and crystal tears swirled in his eyes, and then dripped down.
Qiao Yang was worried and angry: "Why didn't you tell me about it yesterday!"
If it was stopped in time yesterday and the public opinion of fans was not allowed to continue to ferment, it would not have evolved into what it is now.
Mo Yu didn't say anything.
Because yesterday, Qiao Yang's various rumors also put him on the cusp of public opinion, and it was hard to scold him on the Internet.
Mo Yu thought that Qiao Yang must be too busy to take care of himself, so naturally he did not dare to trouble him.
Moreover, he really did not expect to evolve into the appearance.
He has always liked to surf the Internet and like to check all kinds of information.
But yesterday, the Internet was like a terrible hell, which made him experience the most terrifying catastrophe.
All kinds of vicious abuse almost swallowed him into a bottomless abyss.
He was shaking all over, and he didn't know whether it was because of fear and anger, or because he was disappointed and helpless.
What's even more frightening is that at night, threatening phone calls came one after another, and abusive text messages jumped out one after another.
Then someone started throwing stones at the windows, knocking on the doors, and yelling downstairs.
He was helpless and frightened, hiding in the quilt alone and crying silently.
He didn't know why these people hated him so much, he obviously didn't do anything.
Qiao Yang was angry and distressed.
He patted Mo Yu on the shoulder: "I will solve this matter for you, don't be sad."
"It's just for safety. Your house is temporarily unavailable. You pack your things and come home with me for a few days."
Mo Yu hesitated: "Yes, I won't cause you trouble?"
Qiao Yang was already holding his breath in his heart.
He read the message of the Internet bully, which was ugly and vicious, unsightly, and every word was heart-wrenching.
Now I saw a mess in front of Mo Yu's house.
Just because he spoke out to defend him, Mo Yu was abused like this.
He was afraid.
If Qiao Jin had not paid more attention to the investigation, he would not have known about it at all.
And Mo Yu would silently endure all the disasters that came in by himself.
He couldn't help but screamed: "What's the trouble! It's because you didn't say anything yesterday, that's why it's like this."
When Qiao Yang was not smiling, his eyes were sharp and cold.
Coupled with the stern words now, even Liu Wen couldn't help but take a step back.
Mo Yu was afraid of him at first, so he didn't dare to refuse anymore.
He sniffled, wiped away tears, and said, "Yes, yes, I'll clean up right away."
Qiao Yang turned his head and said to Liu Wen, "Contact the police and ask them to strengthen patrols around here. If there is any trouble, ask them to arrest them directly."
The police will turn a blind eye to Mo Yu and close one eye.
But what the third young master of the Qiao family said was absolutely taken seriously.
Sure enough, after Mo Yu packed up his simple clothes and musical instruments and went downstairs, he saw several police officers rushing over.
There were several girls standing beside him.
The girls were surrounded by a wall of five bodyguards in black suits.
They looked flustered and were about to cry.
I want to call the police for help.
The police were helpless.
Because the girls were holding spray paint and carrying bags of garbage in their hands, revealing their purpose.
Yesterday, someone called the police to tell the police about this. Later, they received repeated calls from the girls who scolded people and dumped garbage.
They coped with it and took a look. After all, there was no major incident, and they were a few underage girls, so they didn't care much.
Unexpectedly, I just received a call from the mayor himself, saying that this incident had alarmed the third young masters of the Qiao Group and made them attach great importance to it.
How could such a remote and dilapidated place welcome such a god-like young master!
Looking at the girls surrounded by private bodyguards, they could only persuade them verbally.
Qiao Yang walked towards the girls with a cold face.
The tall, lanky man was dressed in casual clothes, with a loose, comfortable light gray top and long, straight black trousers.
The man's handsome face has an air of nobility that ordinary people do not have.
It's just a cold expression, sharp eyes, tight thin lips, angular jaw, exuding a cold and handsome meaning.
Several girls looked at Qiao Yang in a daze: so scary, but so handsome!
Qiao Yang walked over and asked them, "Why do you do this?"
In the eyes of underage star-chasing girls, handsome guys are not bad people.
One of the girls pouted and defended: "Because brother Xing hates him..."
Before he could finish speaking, he was bumped by another girl next to him, motioned her to shut up, and explained:
"Because he lied that he knew the third young master of the Qiao family, and wanted to use this method to become popular, which made people look down upon him."
Qiao Yang looked at them coldly: "I am the third young master of the Qiao family. Not only do I know Mo Yu, we are still friends."
Several girls: ? ! ! !
They looked at Qiao Yang carefully and said excitedly, "Ah, I remembered it! Yes, yes, you are the third young master!"
Yesterday, Qiao Yang was also on the hot search for a day. Photos of handsome and handsome young masters have been circulated everywhere.
These girls are very happy, they don't care about Qifengtai or bidding, they only see the immortal appearance of the rich and powerful young master towering into the clouds.
Even secretly slapped Qiao Yang and Gu Ye's CP.
And now the real man is in front of him.
The girl looked at Qiao Yang excitedly and kept defending: "You guys really know each other, but we don't know."
These ignorant children have no idea how much harm their actions will cause to others.
Qiao Yang didn't intend to let them go, someone had to teach these children something.
With a cold face, he asked, "If you do something like this without knowing, do you know what the consequences are?"
One of the girls said coquettishly, "Brother, we were wrong, I..."
Qiao Yang interrupted her: "It's not me who you want to apologize to."
The girls immediately turned to Mo Yu: "Brother Mo Yu, we were wrong, forgive us."
Mo Yu frowned and said nothing.
He experienced hellish days and nights, and the anger, fear, and suffering in his heart couldn't be over because of a coquettish tone of apology and no regrets.
Qiao Yang turned to the police and asked, "What punishment should they receive for this kind of behavior?"
The police were afraid that the young master would do something extreme with his bodyguards.
In this case, official business is the best!
The police said: "According to the regulations of the Public Security Administration Law, the amount of the fine and the number of days of detention are determined according to the losses and injuries they have caused Comrade Mo Yu."
"For minors, we will notify the school and the parents. The guardian is responsible for their illegal behavior."
The girls were horrified.
In this way, everyone in the school will know that they have been caught, and their parents will beat them to death.
They really cried.
Another coquettish request: "Brother, are you treating us differently? We have all apologized, forgive us, okay?"
Qiao Yang's face was still cold, and he said in a deep voice, "One more thing, clean up all the rubbish here, wash off the paint and words on the door, and apologize to all the residents in this building one by one."
Ruthless and cold, he is completely different from the handsome and handsome young master from a wealthy family that the girls saw on the news yesterday.
Qiao Yang also left Liu Wen and five bodyguards as supervisors, and instructed them: "If they don't finish these things, they are not allowed to leave."
Then, he drove away with Mo Yu.
Looking at the back of Young Master Leng Jun leaving, the girls fell into complete despair.
On the way home, Qiao Yang asked Mo Yu, "Have you offended Jian Xing?"
Mo Yu lowered his head, and the memories that he didn't want to touch again flooded up again.
He slowly told Qiao Yang: "Two years ago, I participated in a singer selection competition. There were more than 10,000 non-professional singers participating, but in the end only one singer would be signed by the record company."
"I have reached the last level, and the score evaluation is also the highest. The person in charge is very happy to tell me, wait, tomorrow is your signing ceremony."
"The next day, I waited for a day and didn't get the result. Until the evening, the person in charge told me that Jian Xing had been signed."
Mo Yu bowed his head, holding back something like: "During the pre-selection stage, Jian Xing played with me in a group, because I scored higher than him, so I advanced. And he has already been eliminated."
"The person in charge told me that because there is someone behind Jian Xing..."
No one knows how much effort it took for him to get out of the 10,000 contestants.
No one knows what a rare opportunity this is for an ordinary person who can't even afford a sound.
That was the moment he was closest to his dream.
However, one sentence: there is someone behind it.
Put him in the dust again.
"Don't think about it, it's all over."
Qiao Yang reached out and patted him on the shoulder: "I'll vent your anger about this."
Qiao Yang knows the helplessness and helplessness of the results of hard work being taken away by others.
The songs he wrote were also marked with other people's names.
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When the two arrived at the Century Mansion, it was already afternoon.
Qiao Yang helped Mo Yu carry a suitcase in the parking lot and saw Gu Ye who had just returned.
Qiao Yang greeted him and asked, "Mr. Gu, come back so early today?"
Gu Ye hummed.
With a bottle of wine in his hand, he handed it to Qiao Yang and said, "I got a good bottle of wine and want to taste it with you. See if you like it?"
"liquor?!"
Qiao Yang happily took it over, and as he walked forward, he held it in his hand and studied it.
Gu Ye's eyes fell on Mo Yu, and he asked with a light smile, "Mo Yu is here too?"
Qiao Yang hummed: "Mo Yu will stay at my house for a while."
A gentle smile froze on his face.
Gu Ye looked towards Mo Yu.
The peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, deep and cold, with a terrifying light.
Mo Yu glanced at him, and instantly a chill rose from the soles of his feet, terrified to the point of standing on his back.
Even being smashed on doors and windows last night wasn't so scary.
He was at a loss, and shouted with doubt: "Gu, President Gu?"
Qiao Yang studied the wine in his hand as he walked, not paying attention to what happened behind him.
Gu Ye's tall and awe-inspiring figure blocked Mo Yu's way. He stared at Mo Yu with eyes that could almost kill him, and warned in a low voice:
"Qiao Yang regards you as a friend. If you know that you have that kind of thoughts about him, do you think you will still be his friend?"
The voice was slow and gloomy, so low that only two people could hear it.
It was a simple question, but because the aura of the questioner was too strong, the shocked Mo Yu couldn't help but back away.
The voice was almost trembling: "I, I don't, I really don't..."
During this period of time, he also saw that Qiao Yang had no such thoughts about him, and he did not dare to expect any more.
It is a very lucky thing to have such a strong and loyal friend.
Qiao Yang walked a few steps away and found that the two of them didn't keep up. He turned his head and asked, "What are you two doing?"
Gu Ye turned his head and smiled: "It's okay, I just asked how Mo Yu is doing recently?"
The terrifying aura that could almost kill people just now disappeared without a trace.
Instead, the stars are flowing in the peach blossoms, and there is a smile that seems to be drunk but not drunk, and the voice is so gentle that it can drown people.
Mo Yu: …