Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

For a long time, he only regarded this so-called son as a tug of oil. He was just helpless to keep him. After all, his body was still bleeding. Frankly speaking, Gu Beihua's attitude towards Gu Qingwei was no different from that of a kitten and a dog.

It's just that compared with Tan Jing and others, he will be a bit more advanced, just like a pet that doesn't please the owner very much.

But now the pet, who had been raised by him since childhood, suddenly turned around and showed two small fangs to his hand that had been feeding him meat. This kind of rebellious thought is absolutely not allowed to exist in Gu Beihua's dictionary.

Gu Beihua's eyes suddenly flashed a cold and sharp light, and Gu Qingwei just looked at him calmly, did not speak, and did not make any redundant expression.

After a long time, Gu Qingwei grinned coldly, "I don't have this ability, but Gu Qingwei - this name has ah, I'm your son, this secret you have hidden for so many years, is it time to announce?"

Gu Beihua sat calmly, silent.

Gu Qingwei's two slender legs crossed, and his upper body lazily supported on his desk with arm strength. "By the way, Dad, I went to see the premiere you made two days ago, and it was quite good."

Hearing the news, Gu Beihua's Taishan collapsed in front of me. My self immovable face finally loosened a little. I blurted out a question, "what did you do at the premiere?"

Gu Qingwei said with a smile, "it's nothing, but it's just that the actress looks pretty this time. I want to get to know her in the past."

Gu Beihua looked at him coldly, "you saw him in the villa last time. You'd better not think about this person. She's not someone you can afford."

Gu Qingwei is shaking and sneering at the bottom of his heart. It's really shameless for him to announce his sovereignty so openly.

With that, Gu Beihua glanced at his watch and said, "I have a meeting to open. You go back first, and then call me directly. Don't run to the company with nothing to do. The impact is not good."

Bad influence? Good high sounding reasons, good serious words.

Gu Qingwei couldn't help grinning, "I'm your son. How can I influence you? When you bring other people in and out, why don't you tell them that the influence is not good? "

Hearing the sound, Gu Beihua stepped forward and turned back, "what do you see?"

When he asked, he was obviously in a panic.

Gu Qingwei raised his eyebrows and was very satisfied with his reaction. He said with a smile, "please come back home when you have time. Aunt Rou is still waiting at home. After so many days, if you don't arrive, you can at least give her a call to let her know... "

Gu Qingwei suddenly hushed, clenched his fist quietly, took a deep breath, and then continued, "so that she can know whether you are alive or dead. Otherwise, it would be very boring to make it look like a widower, don't you think? "

Gu Beihua's face was gloomy and terrible. He said, "what do you see?"

Gu Qingwei stopped pretending to be a fool. He immediately stopped smiling. The heel of his shoe casually kicked on the desk and gave a dull "bang".

"It doesn't matter what I see. You're my father. I'm not going to stab you in the back, am I?" He laughed so that the corner of his eyes turned red and dyed peach blossom“ I just want to remind you, don't play too much. Aunt Rou has been waiting for you for so long. Can't you let her down too much? "

Gu Beihua's forehead was blue, and his face was slightly green. For a long time, he said coldly, "it's not your turn to teach me. Get out of the way. I'm going to the meeting."