The president is always unhappy [Transmigration Book]

Chapter 40

In Song Yuanzhou's eyes, Ferry has always been considerate, even a "savior".

When he was in trouble and was misunderstood and slandered by thousands of people, even the first possible event that he never thought of, such as your ncf human flesh revenge, was thought of by him, and he properly found security.

Will know the intentions of Little Pudding approaching him, and kindly remind him to be careful.

He is even more understanding, and when he is embarrassed and overwhelmed, he will drop from the sky to help ease the atmosphere.

For him, Duzhou is not just a big boss who likes his live broadcast and will spend money for him.

After the broadcast, Song Yuanzhou played Duzhou's private message: [Thank you big brother for playing with me today, otherwise I might have been embarrassed all the time. ]

With a smile on his face, Jiang Che pondered for a while, and asked him: [Are you saying that it's embarrassing to be with that rich kid? ]

Tiantian: [Well, his name is too imaginative. ]

Song Yuanzhou didn't know if he could tell the truth in front of a supporter of a local tyrant who gave you a lot of money, but he never felt the slightest thought from Du Zhou. He has always been the image of a gentleman.

He must appreciate my talent to support me, it must be!

Tiantian: [His attitude also makes me feel a little embarrassed, I actually have someone I like. ]

Jiang Che's hands froze when he received the message, and his brows furrowed tightly.

He gently covered the lower half of his face with his left hand, and the palm of his hand touched his ever-upturned lips.

the person I like……

He will be shy when he sees himself, he will cook for himself, he will be defenseless in front of himself, and he will act like a baby...

The person he... likes...

Is it me?

Jiang Che typed quickly.

Ferry: [What kind of person is...? ]

Song Yuanzhou thought for a while, and Jiang Che's face with no dead ends flashed in his mind.

Sweet face.

Sweet: [He.A little fart, but very warm, very careful, and very considerate.The first time I saw him, I liked him.Just seeing him makes me very happy. ]

Jiang Che's entire face turned cold, and the lips that were raised just now were drawn down.

Smelly fart?

He saw his serious and serious face on the screen, frowning and couldn't match the word "stinky fart" with himself.

Does he still need farts?

very warm?

The kind that can scare executives to their knees without talking?

Very careful?

Hmm... barely counted.

Very considerate?

Is it considerate to help with the bath?

Jiang Che's face was freezing cold.

If it wasn't him, who would it be...

Song Yuanzhou actually didn't have many friends around him.

Jiang Che screened candidates one by one.

Hu Qi?

On farts...

That's right, the first time I saw this Hu Qi, he praised himself in Song Yuanzhou's live broadcast room.

very warm...

Taking him on the live broadcast will help him attract popularity and increase fans.

very careful...

Little Pudding asked Lian Mai for no reason, and Hu Qi didn't live broadcast to give gifts to help.

very considerate...

I will move with him and live on the upper and lower floors together.

Happy?

They laugh every day together.

He also cooks for him, and he is also defenseless against him...

When Tezhu Qian came in, his boss' cell phone was dropped on the ground, the screen was torn apart, and a pen was clutched in his right hand...?

It was probably a pen, it had been split into two halves by the middle, there was a patch of black ink on the white floor, and the remaining ink was falling from Jiang Che's fingers.

Tezhu Qian took out his mobile phone and called the cleaning station: "Come to the president's office to clean up."

Qian Tezhu was trembling, for fear that the boss would take his anger on him, "Old...boss, what do you want from me?"

Jiang Che raised his chin, pointed to the innocent and heroic mobile phone underneath: "Change me to a spare phone."

Special Assistant Qian said "Hey" and knelt down to pick up the phone.

When he was about to leave, Jiang Che leaned on the back of the chair with tired eyes, "Hu Qi, what kind of person is he?"

Special assistant Qian shuddered, almost stood at attention and saluted again.

There is no way, Jiang Che's current breath is too Shura, that kind, as long as you breathe at the wrong frequency, you might be dragged out and killed.

The boss really has great powers. Could it be that he knows that he has been very close to Hu Qi recently?

Qian Tezhu had a storm in his head for a while, but Jiang Che didn't force him to answer immediately. He closed his eyes and leaned his neck on the back cushion, and continued to ask a few more questions, "Is that a stinky fart?"

"Ah?" Realizing that he was probably talking about Hu Qi, Qian Tezhu thought for a while, then nodded uncertainly, "It's a bit..."

Jiang Che: "Caring and considerate, still warm?"

what?

Tezhu Qian thought for a while: "He is really careful with his friends. He remembers many things once he says them..."

The more Qian Tezhu spoke, the more he felt that the air around him was getting colder and colder, so he glanced at the radiator suspiciously.

Not bad.

Turning your head——

Ho!

Why is his boss's face getting darker and darker...

There is a vague murderous intent...

He asked cautiously, "Boss, why are you asking these questions?"

Jiang Che rubbed his temple with one hand, and waved his other hand at him.

Tezhu Qian opened the door and walked out hastily, wishing to be several hundred meters away from the freezing source.

Alas, it's cold enough.

When I went out, I saw the cleaning aunt standing at the door with tools, with a look of apprehension on her face, and asked him with her mouth, "The boss is alone?"

Special Assistant Qian nodded, and gave her a self-seeking look, "Just go in and work hard."

Assistant Qian patted her on the shoulder and opened the door for her.

***

Since the end of the dinner party, Zhao Si has been ill for a whole day, unable to cheer up.

She also went to investigate the young man who was rescued by Jiang Che himself from the lake that night and took care of him meticulously.

However, there was very little information about Jiang Che that could be found, which made her a little timid for the time being, and did not dare to really attack this young man.

A guest came to their house today, but he didn't come to see her grandfather, but her.

Zhao Si simply dressed up and went to the flower hall with great energy.

Their family's flower breeding and off-season cultivation are also relatively good. The walls of the flower hall are all glass rooms, which are full of flowers of various colors.

The servants have already prepared all the scented tea, tea sets and refreshments.

The entire flower hall was extremely quiet, except for the elegantly dressed and well-maintained woman on the chair, only myself was left.

At this time, Zhao Si regretted that she didn't clean up properly. These days, she looked sick and haggard, making her look even older than the half-aged lady in front of her.

Sun Ying took a sip of tea, and the fragrant tea scent entered her body along her nose and lips. She couldn't help but sighed, "Master Zhao really knows how to enjoy it."

Zhao Si sat down and fiddled with the cup in front of him, "Why is Aunt Sun free today?"

Sun Ying put down her cup and smiled, but the smile didn't reach her eyes, "I heard that you are sick, so I'll come and see you."

Zhao Si turned back politely and smiled: "Then I would like to thank Aunt Sun. I've been sick these days and I'm a little confused. Don't blame Aunt Sun for my poor hospitality."

Zhao Si was in a bad mood, and he couldn't find the energy to make false claims with his elders.

She lacked interest, apologized and stood up.

Sun Ying said, "I can cure Miss Zhao's illness."

Zhao Si stood up and stopped, and turned to look at Sun Ying, "I don't know what Aunt Sun means?"

Sun Ying signaled Zhao Si to sit down and talk: "I got what Miss Zhao wanted, but I just don't know Miss Zhao, believe me or not."

Zhao Si sat back again: "Aunt Sun, tell me."

Sun Ying took out a few pieces of paper from her small carry-on bag, put them on the table, and pushed them over.

"Everyone knows that my eldest son is our Jiang Yuan's pillar and future successor. His father and I are more concerned about his marriage. He is so old, and he has never talked about any serious love, let alone I am very optimistic about the two of you to bring back some girl, but who knows that Song Yuanzhou came out halfway."

Sun Ying clicked on the information: "You will understand after looking at it. I always believe that a man's career is the most important thing. The Yingying Yanyan who fell in love with before marriage is just a joke. You just need to know that if they understand the true face of the little lover, I'm afraid I will know that you are well, and I will naturally come back to you."

Sun Ying ordered it to stop, took her bag, and stood up, "Miss Zhao hasn't recovered yet, so I won't bother you any more. You can recover at ease."

Zhao Sigang was about to stand up to see her off, but she took a few steps and waved her hand, "Miss Zhao is still ill, so there is no need to see her off."

Zhao Si didn't force it, and sat there looking at the paper left by Sun Ying.

On the desktop were some basic information about Song Yuanzhou, and those deeper things that Zhao Si couldn't find were all written on paper.

It was highlighted in the information that Song Yuanzhou's pseudonym Tiantian was broadcasting live on the Q station, and he was a house dancer in women's clothing.

She downloaded the Q station, and in order to understand her rival in love, she watched two videos on it, and almost vomited the overnight meal.

It's... filthy dance and clothes.

She couldn't believe her eyes, why would Brother Jiang, who has eyes above his head, fall in love with such a disgusting, neither male nor female...

He was so different from her that she was insulting herself by comparing her with him.

He doesn't deserve it!

No, her brother Jiang is so good, so outstanding!

Brother Jiang must have been deceived by him, she must help him recognize it!

She recalled some details of their relationship at the dinner party that day.

He must be hiding some of his disgusting behaviors on the Internet, such as men disguised as women to deceive the audience, pretending to be in front of the talk, in order to cheat money and sex.

Deliberately pretending to be an innocent little white lotus.

What would people like them not do?

He must have fallen into the water on purpose that night, jealous of himself and Brother Jiang chatting alone in the pavilion, pretending to be pitiful and innocent to show Brother Jiang, making him feel more pity for him, and even more inseparable from him.

He could even accuse Zhao's security in front of Brother Jiang, causing him to fall into the water...

No, it can't go on like this, she must stop it!

Zhao Si made a decision and made a call.

"Hey, Brother Chen, help me contact someone."

Zhao Si tapped his fingers on the paper regularly: "The rookie plan... Interesting, since you want to participate, I'll let you draw water from a bamboo basket... It's all gone."

Under the finger is the word "little pudding" circled emphatically.

I don't know if this gun works well.

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Xiao Zhouzhou was about to move, and ran to Xiao Jiangjiang's yard before leaving.

Hold Xiao Jiangjiang's neck and drop Jindoudou.

Xiao Jiangjiang patted him on the back: "Why are you crying?"

Xiao Jiangjiang pointed to the small luggage he had packed: "I won't let us separate."