When he got home and put the food on the table, Jiang Yugeng became more irritable and pulled his hair, "what's the matter with you?"
When Jiang Zhe came out, he was seeing Jiang Yugeng destroying his image.
Where is the domineering president who pays attention to image on weekdays and always has to tease himself in front of the mirror for a long time before going out?
He's a brat in a rebellious period.
"How strange have you been lately?" Jiang Zhe asked while eating.
"Nothing." Jiang Yugeng's face is overcast with vegetables.
Hey... Jiang Zhe shook his head, "if you feel upset at home, go out for a walk, or find something to do?"
"Like falling in love?" Jiang Zhe said tentatively.
As a result, my second son's face became darker.
Well, stop talking.
After eating, Jiang Yugeng went back to his room.
Last night, I spent another night in the bar. I didn't do anything but listen to Lin wanwan playing the piano there.
I wanted to sleep when I came back, but I couldn't sleep anymore.
Standing on the balcony, I don't know how many cigarettes I smoked. When Jiang Zhe came in to find him, he saw an unknown number of cigarette butts thrown in the ashtray.
"Ah Geng, talk to dad?" Jiang Zhe said.
"Dad." Jiang Yugeng stood on the balcony and shouted. At this moment, he was like a helpless child.
"Want to drink?" Jiang Zhe asked him.
Jiang Yugeng shook his head. He drank some last night and now he doesn't want to drink.
"Just feel like you said, there is no goal in life." Jiang Yugeng looked at the ceiling with empty eyes.
Young and successful, the company he founded invested in projects that made money, and opened several hotels and restaurants. It can be said that Jiang Yugeng is now at the top of the wealth list.
He made these himself on a whim and wanted to fight for breath.
There are no people with low IQ in the Jiang family, and he has a natural instinct to do business.
But it happened that he had no fighting spirit.
Lazy, just enough money.
And I won't be as tired as those presidents every day. Young people are either Mediterranean or generals.
Jiang Yugeng prefers to enjoy life rather than earn money.
But now, he even feels so boring.
Every night in the bar, looking at those people drunk, he suddenly felt so bored.
In the past, why did you like to hang out with that group of people?
Jiang Yugeng felt that he must have a brain problem.
This state made him a little confused and afraid.
"Is it because of Artin?"** Asked.
Jiang Yugeng shook his head. "I don't seem to be interested in anything now."
Work? Unless some major decisions are made, he has delegated power to those people under him.
Women? He seems to have been out of window for a long time recently.
"Son, maybe you should really fall in love." Jiang Zhe patted him on the shoulder. "Maybe you should experience different kinds of life."
For example?
Jiang Yugeng thought about Lin wanwan at once.
But she's not experiencing life.
But, forced by life.
Kyoto local evil, think of who's phone.
"Well... Can you... Come here?" On the phone, Lin wanwan said with a cry, "I... I don't know who I'm looking for?"
"Where are you?" Jiang Yugeng suddenly stood up, picked up his clothes from the sofa and walked out while talking on the phone. "Don't worry, I'll be there soon."
Behind him, Jiang Zhe smiled.
Smelly boy, you still say you're not interested in anything?
If he heard right, it should be a girl on the phone just now.
The sound is pretty good.