CEO, You Look Like My Daddy

On the main road, sports cars and extended Lincoln passed one after another.

Compared with the quiet atmosphere in the first car, the second car is too lively.

After all, as long as Jian Rui and Gu Xiaomian are there, they can't stop even if they want to stop.

"Rui Rui, my cheeks hurt so much, you help me shout ~" Gu Xiaomian sat next to Jian Rui, the whole person gathered together in front of Jian Rui and showed her injured face, "you see, it's so green."

"All right, all right." Jianrui was annoyed by his shaking and turned her mouth. "Why are you so big and so delicate? It's annoying."

Although she said something disgusting, Jian Rui reluctantly stretched out her little hand, pressed it on Gu Xiaomian's bruised cheek and slowly rubbed it for him.

Is he delicate?

Hearing Jian Rui say this to herself, Gu Xiaomian was wronged and said, "Dad and dad are not here. They are alone..."

Again.

Seeing that his mouth pouted and began to play again, Jian Rui turned her eyes, poked her finger at his wound and said, "Gu Ruan, you're enough. The bitter meat trick doesn't work for me, and uncle Gu lived here for a month and left only the day before."

"Well... I don't care. Anyway, my big dad and little dad are not here. I'm just a left behind child."

Jian Rui smiled angrily: "it's strange that you don't want them so much. Why don't Lao Lai stay here? Isn't it good to go home with them?"

"I don't want it." Gu Xiaomian hummed. "You're all here. It's boring for me to go home alone. I don't want to go."

"He's just a dog skin plaster. He can't shake it off. Ha ha." Mo Xiuqian in the back row joked.

Gu Xiaomian stared at her and said, "even if I am a plaster, I won't stick to you."

"What are you talking about? The skin is itchy, isn't it?" Mo Xiuqian raised her hand fiercely and greeted him. "Believe it or not, I'll beat you?"

"Have you ever beaten? I can crush you."

Two years later, they still quarreled like friends.

The yarn weaving sitting next to Mo Xiuqian anxiously took Mo Xiuqian's hand and said, "Xiuqian, stop arguing."

"Sister Shazhi, don't pay attention to them." Jian Rui calmly patted Shazhi's hand and said, "let them go. Anyway, if they dare to do it in the car, my brother will repair them."

As soon as her voice fell, the two people who were still making a lot of noise immediately seemed to be pressed the key. At the same time, they calmed down and instantly restored friendly relations.

One stared at his hand and turned it around, muttering that he hadn't applied hand cream well recently. Sure enough, his skin became worse.

One was sitting upright, turned his head and looked out of the window, reaching out to rub his wound.

It seems that the noise that almost overturned the roof just now has not happened.

Shazhi looked at the earth shaking changes in just a few seconds, stared at Jian Rui, and pointed to two people who had made up as before.

"See, it's all right to have a brother." Jianrui stretched out her hand, pointed back and said with a smile, "my brother's existence is like a big demon, which can absolutely hold down all kinds of children."

Shazhi was amused by her description. She couldn't help glancing at Jian Yi in the back seat, but saw that he was looking down at his mobile phone, looking a little serious.

Mo Xiulin, Mo Xiujin and Jian Yi sit in the last row. Mo Xiujin is in the middle. On the left, Mo Xiulin closes his eyes and takes a nap. On the right, Jian Yi plays with his mobile phone against the window and turns a deaf ear to everything that has happened ahead.

Mo Xiujin sat next to Jian Yi. Seeing that he had been looking down at his mobile phone since he got on the bus, he couldn't help looking at it. He said curiously, "what are you calculating?"

"Nothing." Jane Yi closes her cell phone, looks up at the window and whispers.

Mo Xiu's Brocade eyebrow tail picked, and there was cunning in his eyes: "pull it down, I saw it just now“

Jian Yi glanced at him, put his hand on the window on his chin, sneered and didn't speak.

Mo Xiujin turned his eyes, put his hands behind his head, leaned against the back of the chair, and sighed: "your father gave you Hui Yi to play, which is like sending a sheep to the tiger hole."

In fact, to tell the truth, Hui Yi was originally the company founded by Ning Jiwei for Jian Yi, and the employees in it were all from Jian Yi's group, such as Yun Zhixiang, Luo Er and others.

Two years ago, after Ning Jiwei handed over most of the company's business to Li Fu, he also handed Hui Yi to Jian Yi and said to him, "just play around and don't poke the sky."

In the past two years, Hui Yi has become the world of Jian Yi. Ning Jiwei has never asked how Jian Yi manages the company or whether he needs help.

Anyway, besides Jian Yi, there is Dou Ming. Besides, Ning Jiwei knows how much his son weighs.

Listening to Mo Xiujin's words, Jian Yi slightly pursed his lips, glanced at him obliquely and said, "how do you know my father didn't mean it?"

"I know he did it on purpose." Mo Xiujin looked at him and hummed, "just like your father, it's obviously to train you. Everyone knows it."

After a pause, he shook his head and said, "but I guess he can't imagine how dare you be so bold."

"Oh." Jian Yi nodded and readily accepted his evaluation.

Bold or something. Didn't he have more courage two years ago?

A person has experienced explosion, fake death and disability, and escape from death in the enemy's nest

If he doesn't even have the courage to play around a company now, he is too ashamed to be Ning Jiwei's son.

"Hey, are you really going to play like this?" Mo Xiujin asked, with some unbearable interest in his voice.

"Why, are you interested in participating in our game?" Jian Yi looked at him with a smile and threw an olive branch at the same time.

Mo Xiujin picked his eyebrow and raised his hand. He rubbed his chin like a little adult and pretended to think: "participate in your game? It takes up too much of my energy and time. I have to think about it."

"Oh ~ can you pretend to be more like it?" Jane Yibai glanced at him and said with disdain.

The interest in Mingming's eyes is about to overflow to his mobile phone screen, and he's still installing it there.

Should we say that he really deserves to be mo Sheng's cub?

"Well... It's time to dress up." Mo Xiujin didn't mind that Jian Yi saw through his disguise. Instead, he said proudly, "otherwise, how can I look excellent and modest?"

The radian of Jian Yi's lip angle went deeper. At the same time, he stretched out a hand and spread his palm upward in front of Mo Xiujin: "welcome to join us. I wish us a happy cooperation."

The tone and look were obviously not worried that Mo Xiujin would refuse.

In a sense, Jian Yi and Mo Xiujin are highly similar in character.

The same cunning, the same abdominal darkness, the same like "playing games" in boring days.

Mo Xiujin didn't disappoint him either. He resolutely raised his hand, dropped his palm to Jian Yi's hand, and slapped Jian Yi: "in fact, even if you don't let me participate, I have to get involved."

"I guessed," said Jian Yi lazily.

They looked at each other and smiled. They both saw the faint excitement and expectation of each other's eyes.