Dumb Please Take a Seat

  Chapter 338 Let her clear her position

  The small and exquisite ceramic teacup was smashed on the blue brick floor with exquisite carvings without hesitation.

   Broken into pieces, accompanied by liquid splashing.

  The man standing next to him was wearing a black Chinese costume, glanced at the teacup that was smashed at his feet, and lowered his eyes.

  In front of the desk made of mahogany, stood an old man of half a hundred wearing a luxurious dress.

  His temples were already showing strands of silvery white, and his face, which was covered with shallow wrinkles, was full of anger at the moment.

   His chest rose and fell several times, and his cloudy eyes showed a bit of sharpness and sharpness:

   "How do you guys do things? Those little things are actually made public? Do you think your life is hard enough?"

  Online public opinion stirred up not only Jiang Wei's personal hot spots, but also Jiang's who was dragged into the water at the same time.

  As one of the listed companies in Beijing, Jiang's private affairs were all exposed one by one, and the stock market plummeted as a result.

"I'm sorry, the master, these things were held in the hands of the master." The man standing straight in front of his desk lowered his head, a little trembling, "You also know that with our current strength, there is no way to do it." To get benefits from that person, plus the Jingcheng Jun family is involved in it..."

  However, before he finished speaking, another teacup was thrown at him.

   hit the head, fell to the ground when it touched his forehead, and smashed into pieces again.

  Gu Shihuai looked at the man with deep and cold eyes: "When will the Jingcheng Jun's family step on my head?"

   "Sorry, Patriarch, I am the one who is incompetent."

  The man lowered his head motionless, the skin on his forehead was smashed, and **** liquid was bubbling at a speed visible to the naked eye.

   "Heh~ I still know I'm incompetent!"

  Although the old man is over fifty years old and his hair has been dyed silvery white, his spirit is particularly tough.

  But he could only endure it forcefully, not daring to make a sound.

  Holding a wooden crutch in his hand, the old man moved to the chair and sat down with a gloomy expression:

   "I just held Jiang Shi in my hand, and she told me this kind of thing, I can't let me lose everything."

  Gu Shihuai breathed out slowly, the anger on his face slowly faded, and he said solemnly: "Go and tell Jiang Wei, if this little thing can't be done well, what I can give him, I can get back twice as much!"

  If it is useless for him to accept Jiang Shi, then this chess piece placed in the capital will be of no use.

   "In addition, suppress Jiang's public opinion."

   "Yes, Patriarch."

  The man bowed slightly to salute, but when he was about to leave, he was stopped again.

"Wait," Gu Shihuai loosened and tightened his five fingers holding the crutches, and the corners of his wrinkled eyes felt cool, "Go and remind your young master, let her set her position clearly, remember what to do, what not to do." do what."

  The man paused, bowed respectfully and bowed his head: "Yes."

   It was getting dark outside.

  Jiang Xiying heard the words, glanced at Jun Gu and smacked his lips.

   "You wait! Immediately!"

   Bending down to pick up the laptop on the coffee table, turn it on and type with a bang.

  The two of them have grown up together for so many years, with just one look, he can instantly understand what Jun Gu is looking for.

   A few minutes later, he stopped, turned the computer around, and handed it to Jun Gu.

   "I checked and found that everyone in the Lin family is engaged in education, except this Lin Anshi, who is also the father of that female classmate named Lin Yao in Jiuyin. He resigned a year ago and switched to pharmaceutical manufacturing."

  The information he found was not much different from what Gong Jiuhan heard from Old Tang today.

  Jun Gu took over the computer and looked down at the information on it.

  Jiang Xiying took an orange from the fruit plate on the coffee table, peeled it and said:

"It's not really counted as changing careers. During his university studies, Lin Anshi has been doing drug research and development related topics in the school's pharmaceutical manufacturing laboratory. This is one of his areas of interest. It is said that he is doing very well. He has developed several medicines that are important to human diseases, and his pharmacist status has been certified by the state."

   His eyes fell on the words "pharmaceutical manufacturing", and he didn't read any more.

  Jun Gu paused with his fingertips, he raised his eyes quietly and asked, "Which aspect of the disease does his medicine conquer?"

  Jiang Xiying thought for a while: "It seems to be spiritual. His raiders are basically existences linked to human mental illness."

  The realm of the human spirit.

  【Your bracelet is very beautiful. 】

  When Lin Yao got out of the car that day, the boy's inexplicable focus of attention emerged in his mind.

   And the scene of Gong Jiu's dementia that I saw at that time.

  The picture finally freezes on Lin Yao's wrist on Gong Jiu'an's hand trying to separate her from Jiang Wei.

  Bromo black eyes are vast and deep, with an expression that is hard to see clearly, Jun Gu narrows his eyes slowly, thoughtfully:

   "You said, is there anyone who will put stimulant drugs in the bracelet they carry?"

   Throwing an orange into his mouth paused, Jiang Xiying turned to look at him, and sneered:

   "Who tm is such an idiot to put this thing in a bracelet? Still carry it with him? What kind of Mission: Impossible or stealth games does he play? He's not afraid to make himself mentally ill first!"

  Human beings are tenacious living beings, but they are also fragile beings. If psychoactive drugs were not needed, who would be so cheap to touch them?

   After all, it is a three-point drug, not to mention that if you take too much of this drug, you can easily become mentally ill.

  His merciless complaint made Jun Gu's expression moved.

  Jiang Xiying's words are indeed correct.

   No one will harm himself unless the person is sick.

  He lowered his eyes slightly, looking at the photos of the characters above, with a gloomy expression: "Then, there is only one possibility."

  There is a problem with Lin Anshi.

  Throwing the orange peel into the trash can, Jiang Xiying lazily leaned on the sofa and looked at him, a little puzzled: "What's possible?"

  Handing the computer back, Jun Gu didn’t reply to his words, but started another topic:

   "Go and check, is there any connection between Lin Anshi and the Gu family?"

  How stupid Rao is, Jiang Xiying also understood the meaning of Jun Gu's words at this moment.

  He was taken aback: "You mean, this Lin Anshi is very likely to be from the Gu family?"

   Standing up, Qianqian patted the corner of his clothes, and Jun Gu hummed lightly.

  Before he left the room, he threw a sentence to Jiang Xiying: "I found it, send a copy to the little guy."

  Jiang Xiying nodded her chin: "Okay!"

   He loves to do this kind of helpful thing.

  Jun looked back at the room, the boy just came out of the bathroom, the hair on his head was still wet.

  The whole person is steaming, and the piercing breath has melted a lot, and at first glance, he looks a little dumb.

  Looking at the people who came in, Gong Jiu closed the bathroom door with his backhand, holding a towel in his hand, draped it on his head indiscriminately, and walked over slowly.

   There is a little frown between the brows:

   "Gu Shen's room hasn't been finished yet?"

   When I came back, I didn't see anyone. I thought this person wouldn't sleep here tonight.

   Poured a glass of water for himself, Jun Gu looked at her: "I think this is already obvious."

  He took a sip of water, bent over to put it on the table, stood up straight, and looked at the young man who was walking in.

  Gong Jiu pursed his lips in silence.

   I don't know how long he will be renovating this room, and he has lived with her for several days.

  The calm appearance of being at ease with the situation, without any discomfort, almost makes people think that this person has taken root and sprouted here.

   In her small room, camped out.

   Gong Jiu lowered his eyes, breathed lightly from the corners of his lips, and clicked his tongue.

   Weird people who insist on redecorating all of a sudden.

   Sure enough, he has the temper of the young master.

  She lowered her face, her expression was somewhat blocked by the drooping towel on her head.

  Water stains dripped from the tips of her hair, slid along her pretty side face to her chin, slowly accumulated, and finally condensed into a size that could not withstand the gravity of the earth, dripping down.

  Jun Gu saw her eyes getting darker and darker.

  In the past, he didn't feel anything when he didn't realize his thoughts, but now that such a scene fell in his eyes, it inexplicably added a bit of fragrance.

  Jun Gu felt that he was poisoned by this guy.

  Let him overthrow his straight conclusion for the first time in his nineteen-year career.

  He suddenly wondered what the old mother's expression would be if she knew that her son's sexual orientation was abnormal.

   At that time, it is estimated that a long time ago people turned their backs on their backs.

   Gong Jiuhan was ready to pass him.

  Slipping through his throat, Jun Gu exhaled inaudibly, and raised his hand to land on the boy's head which was perfunctorily covered with a towel.

  The broad palm was covered with a bit of strength, and the fingers were slightly spread to clasp Gong Jiuan's head.

  The sudden shackles held the boy in place.

  She opened her eyes slightly, her face full of confusion.

   Good night, good night~

  (end of this chapter)