Chapter 1007

"Oh."

Chu Xiangchen arranged his hair and soon lowered his head to brush his mobile phone.

He doesn't know Chairman Jiang, let alone his eldest son.

……

Muddy city.

"President Xiaojiang --"

when he arrived at the golf course, Chu's father shook hands with Jiang Qingchi and said with a smile:

"I've heard that President Xiaojiang is a hero among the people. It's really amazing to see him today. I really should let my son, who is not fighting, study hard with President Xiaojiang. How can you make the branch of Jiangnian as good as water when you are young!"

Jiang Qingchi's eyes swept over Chu Xiangchen, and his lips were slightly pulled, "the general manager of Chu is polite, and the young master of Chu is not bad."

Chu Xiangchen: "..."

How can he think that the world is so small, the big boss that his father brought him to see is actually the ex boyfriend of Yanzhu sister?!

Depend on depend on depend on, know the other side is him early, how also want to dress up meticulously again come over, where can wear a suit of leisure to come over like now, in front of others wear suit, lost face to go!

"Let me introduce you to Chen. This is the general manager of Jiangnian branch. I told you on my way that the eldest son of President Jiang, you have to call president Xiaojiang."

President Xiaojiang?

A fart.

Chu Xiang Chen shriveled his mouth and squeezed out his voice from the bottom of his teeth, "Xiaojiang Shit. "

The voice of the last word was very small, but it was heard by the father of Chu. He raised his hand and beat the head of Xiang Chen.

"What did you just say, rabbit?"

Jiangqingchi himself didn't care. He copied his pocket with one hand and compared it with Chu's father.

"I need to have a good exchange with President Chu about KS project."

"Haha, now President Jiang gives you such a big project as KS. In the future, such a big Jiangnian group will surely belong to President Jiang."

"My father's achievements are his own, and they have nothing to do with me, and my share has nothing to do with him."

Jiangqingchi's words indirectly indicated that he was sitting in this position, all on his own, and jiangbeiyuan didn't give him the back door.

Chu's father laughed heartily. He was really too young. Although he was mature and generous, he had less time. He was not as calm as his father.

"Stability" is not only a natural character, but also a kind of cultivation. Some people are mature but not stable, because their mind can not reach the level, and there are still some rebellious and unruly between the eyes and eyebrows of jiangqingchi. The age of Pianpian shaolang is still a young man who is stubborn.

Chu Xiangchen watched jiangqingchi and his father go far away.

He followed them, looking at the back of jiangqingchi, disdaining and jealous.

On Yan value, he doesn't think he lost to jiangqingchi.

But -

there is a kind of self-confidence in people's bones, as well as a natural temperament, which is irrelevant to their beauty.

He didn't want to admit that he was sour, although this man has a lot more temperament from head to toe.

……

Jiangqingchi is a good golfer.

When he was a child, he played golf with jiangbeiyuan several times. He was talented and gifted. His swing posture was standard, and a ball flew far away.

Chu's father stood by and praised him. Chu Xiangchen was disgusted by his flattery.

He can play golf, too!

"Mr. Xiaojiang, do you want to compete with me?"

The narrow and long eyebrow eyes of jiangqingchi pool sweep past, two eyebrows of heroism, with firm radian.

He picked up his lips slightly, and the corners of his lips covered a bit of cold emotion

"What, what?"

It's just playing. Who can play far?

The father of Chu could not look down and scolded his son: "can you not disgrace me when you go out?"

Chu Xiangchen impatiently waved his hand and looked at jiangqingchi: "what is the comparison? What is the comparison? I don't understand. I don't feel ashamed to ask. Xiaojiang will explain it to me."

"Better than a shot."

Jiangqingchi didn't give him a single look. His face was gorgeous and his face was very stiff. "Make 18 holes, add up the total number of strokes, and judge the outcome by the total number of strokes."

"Good! Then come on! "

He came on the stage with high morale, but he was down in the air.

It's hard for Chu Xiangchen to be full of fighting spirit, but how can a novice who doesn't know the rules expect miracles to appear and win the jiangqingchi in a flash?

Chu Xiangchen is not convinced. He doesn't understand golf. He has other strengths. "Archery, Xiaojiang association?"

"Shut up!"

Chu's father gave his son a fist, and then he smiled at jiangqingchi. "President Xiaojiang, I'm sorry, my son can't speak or understand the rules, so don't give him any insight."

"It's OK. I'm free today. I'll play with Master Chu."

Jiang Qingchi took off his suit coat and revealed a cyanotic shirt. He was in a good figure, a typical inverted triangle, a walking hanger.Chu Xiangchen's figure is not bad either. He is as tall as jiangqingchi. He is 185 big boys.

At the archery field next door, Chu Xiangchen and jiangqingchi are on the same level.

Chu Xiangchen holds the bow in his left hand, opens his feet, tightens his arm, sinks his shoulders, aims at three o'clock and one line, and then pulls back the bowstring to the full bow point -

release.

The arrow shot nine rings.

How about it, isn't it?

Small Chu complacent, hook a hook corner of the mouth, haughtily raise chin, toward the next jiangqingchi show off.

Jiang Qingchi does not squint. He holds bow and arrow. There is no tension on his face and no expression of strain. His firm jaw line and lips are a perfect arc.

"Whoosh" of a, in an instant, the arrow from the string shot a ring.

"Hahahaha!"

Chu Xiangchen burst out laughing from the depths of Dantian.

"Just one ring? Mr. Xiaojiang, you're hot

“……”

Jiang Qingchi's face remained unchanged. Once again, he took the bow and took the arrow. His left hand moved slightly. The arrow in his hand came out with the confident look on his face.

The second arrow shot off the front target perfectly.

Chu Xiangchen's smile solidified on his face.

"You, are you playing with me?"

“……”

Jiangqingchi shoots a third arrow.

Like Chu Xiangchen, he shot nine rings.

Jiangqingchi just looked at him. His stiff eyebrows were sharp, and there was a little ruffian in them

"Of course! Come again! "

……

Little Chu was very careful this time. He kept the position of drawing the bow. His fingers were stiff. He dared to shoot this arrow for a long time.

God treat him not thin, let him hit the bull's eye this time, that is ten rings.

“Yes！！！”

Haughty to pick eyebrows to jiangqingchi, smile a bit flat, "how, Xiaojiang can always shoot ten rings?"

Jiangqing pool takes an arrow, looks calm and unhurried, eyes follow the arrow and aim at the bull's-eye.

He looked sideways, kept the posture still, and the two thin lips opened softly. "What do you have to do with her?"

Who is she? We know each other.

"Want to know? If you win me, I'll tell you! "

Just after the voice fell, Jiang Qingchi, who was still standing next to him, suddenly moved to Chu Xiangchen's back with the force of thunder. The arrow, which was dyed with the chill, rubbed Chu Xiangchen's neck like that, came out in a flash and shot steadily at the bull's-eye.

That's Chu Xiangchen's target.

Ten rings, two arrows, close to each other.

Chu Xiangchen's face turned pale with a Shua. For the first time in his life, he realized the distance from death.

Just now.

So close, about a centimeter.

The thin lips of jiangqingchi brushed Chu Xiangchen's ear tip, and his eyes were no longer polite, but sharp and cold:

"I don't care what your relationship is now, I remember what I said to you last time, she is mine. You can't touch it. "

……

On the way back, Chu Xiangchen sat in the back seat of the car and looked out of the window.

Chu's father is smiling. "What did Xiaojiang say to you just now?"

"Whisper?! Dad, didn't you see that he almost shot me! "

"When?"

Chu's father said he didn't notice.

Chu sang to Chen and waved his hand. "Forget it, it's nothing."

"Ah yes, do you know the president of Xiaojiang?"

"I don't know! Not familiar! I hate him! Don't ask! "

Father Chu: "..."

……

It rained again in Licheng.

At the end of summer, the lingering raindrops were stained with the cool autumn, which was inexplicably sad for the cold Lu cooking wine.

Moyanzhu took an umbrella with her, so she didn't rush home. Some of her work was not finished.

"Editor in chief, are you still here?"

"You go first. I'll be busy."

"The editor in chief has worked hard."

Several employees soon left with umbrellas.

Soon the security guard came upstairs and knocked on the door of moyamen candle office.

"Editor in chief, are you still at work?"

"I'll be busy, or you can go ahead and give me the key."

"Well But there was a young man downstairs, holding an umbrella and waiting for the editor in chief. "

Muyanzhu sighed and rubbed his forehead. How could Chu Xiangchen be so stubborn.

"Didn't I say you should drive him away?"

"This time it's not that guy. I think he's a little bit more handsome than that Chu."

The lips of the Moyam candle are slightly tightened.

Uncle Bao'an thought she didn't understand, so he scratched his head. "Chief editor, I haven't studied for several years, and I don't know how to describe it. Anyway, I'm tall and straight. If you put the boy in the production team, it's definitely the grass level of the production team.""Well, I know who it is."

Moyan candle sighed again and again, his eyebrows and eyelashes were low, and his fundus flashed a touch of complexity.

Uncle Baoan shows his hand. "Is that to drive him away, or...?"

"This one doesn't have to be driven away."

"Well, I know. The chief editor thinks he's handsome."

"No, he's just a rascal. You can't get rid of him."

"Oh."

The security guard left.

Mu Yanzhu packed up his things and soon got up and left.

At the door of the magazine, a young man in dark Department stood at the door, holding a large dark green umbrella. Her eyes had not moved away from her face since the moment when she saw the Moyan candle.

Mu Yanzhu opens her umbrella. Under the rain and fog, her hair is soft. Her white coat sets off her skin. This time, it has the delicacy and charm of Jiangnan.

Jiangqingchi has been looking at her.

She didn't let him down. She ignored him completely. She went in the opposite direction, which meant she had to go a long way.

Remembering the time when she had quarreled with him, as long as she met him on the road, she would take a long way around, even if she walked twice the distance, she would not want to walk with him on the same road.

Jiang Qingchi stepped forward with her and said, "chief editor Mu is so afraid of me?"

"No, hurry home and cook."

"For whom to cook?"

"Give it to me."

"Don't think about getting married and serving it to your husband?"

“……” Mu Yanzhu didn't reply.

Jiang Qingchi took a look at her and smiled, "well, if you have time, you have to invite me to sit in your magazine. I'm Party A now."

"Forget it. My magazine is too small to accommodate Xiaojiang's Buddha."

"How modest is it to be a million year editor in chief?"

"How much did you investigate me?"

"It's not investigation, it's understanding."

A good understanding.

When the rain stopped, mu Yanzhu collected his umbrella and found that he had gone farther and farther. This was not the way to go home.

Looking at the jiangqingchi beside her, it seems that she has known for a long time that it is not her way home.

He's really changed. He doesn't laugh too recklessly.

Heartache for a while, she did not want to ask him what, so self-care to go forward, thinking of a taxi back.

There is a huge pool in front of us. In the middle is a large wooden boat. The water flows slowly. The fountains around give out dark blue water light. In the middle is the water that makes money. In the four sides, it is natural. There is a charm of lotus growing step by step.

Moyanzhu went over, put his umbrella at his feet and looked at the colorful fountain.

"Pretty?"

Jiangqingchi, with the back of his head on his hands, leaned against the fountain and faced her face to face.

She's looking at the fountain. He's looking at her.

Mu Yanzhu said, "look, I didn't know there was such a beautiful place in Licheng."

"I don't care."

"What?"

"I don't care about the beauty of Licheng, or the size of your magazine, or how many years you've been in."

He looked into her eyes, through the water light of the fountain, the bottom of her eyes seemed to fall into pieces.

Moyamen candle heard the man's voice in front of him ringing brightly:

"Jiang Yan, I only care how much you have suffered in the past three years."

With the ear trickle of clear, his voice, is so pure, just like the sound of nature.

Mu Yanzhu's eyes are sour. "Then why do you want to be so unique three years ago?"

"Three years ago, I really should have supported you, but I also want to thank that ignorant me three years ago, otherwise I will not find that I love you so much."

"Jiang Yan, I don't regret the three years I didn't contact you, really."

Why?

Why not regret?

Why on earth?

She thought he told her the reason, but he didn't say anything, just smiled and handed her the umbrella.

"A taxi is waiting for you a mile ahead. I have already paid for it. He will take you home safely."

Then jiangqingchi left.

Three years ago, it was also the back of this startling glimpse.

He walked easily, leaving her with scars for three years.

He just said, I only care how much you have suffered in the past three years.

But river, I only care, you are not happy.

I only care if you are always that unruly boy, with the most sincere mind, the most clear feelings, but also the most sunshine smile.

"If you are not happy, why come to me, silly river?"

She knew that he could not hear it.

Because people who have gone far never look back immediately.

……