Chapter 112: Law Firm Reception (3)

Only one floor lamp was turned on in Joe's room, and the light that was not bright reflected the whole floor-to-ceiling window of the balcony.
Enough to let the two people see the sake bottles and glasses without affecting the interest in chatting.
Master Qiao took a bit of ice and threw it into the glass. When it was whispered, it was extremely clear, and the night was very quiet.
He poured good wine, put one of the glasses in front of Gu Yan, took another sip of his own, and let the cold liquor turn its tongue twice, before slowly swallowing.
Gu Yan did not urge him, drank a little while holding his cup with his lips, and his eyes fell on the blurred night scene outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.
This is the advantage of Gu Yan as a friend. He has enough patience to wait for you to sort out your emotional openings. If you really do n’t know where to start, he will also help you get started lightly at the right time.
"Because of Manson's business?" Gu Yan didn't even look at Joe's face, so he said so.
Joe raised an eyebrow: "Can you see this?"
After he was surprised, he nodded again and said: "Yes, you can't see it anymore. It's a bit of a reason. It may be because I went to the hospital yesterday and saw the look of Manson. Later I I contacted the police again, and once I saw Zhao Zemu, I remembered many things from my childhood. "
"As I told you, our relationship was very good when we were young, and it is much better than it is now. Maybe the interaction between parents has a lot of interest chains in it, but we have a very pure play, and we have the same temper, If you do n’t have your temper, get out. Zhao Zemu is a little bit older than us. In the past, I always ran into a mess with two of Manson. He helped save our lives at a critical moment. Manson ’s stupid thing did the most. Has more than twice as many times as me ... "
"Are you saying that people are very interesting? It's really estranged to talk about estrangement when you're so desperate. Now one is lying in the hospital and the other is sitting in the detention center. I don't think there will be any chance of contact in the future The most ironic thing is that because of such a thing, my relationship with Manson is slowly getting better. "
"... I'm not too willing to believe that Zhao Zemu would do such things for the reasons he said. Manson should not be willing to believe either."
Qiao took another sip of wine and asked with a frown, "Why? You don't have these problems with me and you, and neither of the friends you know later."
Gu Yan said: "It's too early to know."
Joe froze for a moment, "Huh?"
"It's too early to recognize, the concept of consciousness hasn't formed yet, and it hasn't experienced the stage of the biggest change. You are changing, the other party is also changing, it's easy to go the opposite way."
Joe nodded, "Yes, both of us have already met the university, and we are already finalizing it. If we get together, we get what we get together. No matter how we change, it's fine-tuning at best."
Gu Yan gave a "huh" sound.
Joe looked at the garden downstairs, and the shadow of the trees was mottled by the lights.
I do n’t know what he ’s thinking. After a while, he muttered again,
We group of people may still be affected by the family. If Zhao Zemu is not the Zhao family who wants to depend on others, if Manson and the old family do n’t Relationship, when I was a child, I lived far away with my grandmother ... "
Gu Yan thought about it and said, "Then you may not even know."
Joe: "..."
The young master was blocked up, pretending to be half a glass of wine, and turned to laugh again.
Gu Yan glanced at him: "Drink too much?"
Master Qiao waved his hand, "No, it's interesting to be demolished by you so coldly."
"Well, did you know that when I was very young, there were often afternoon tea parties between several families, and parents would invite many people who have business dealings. Most people who come to the party will bring their children, too. Adults are the circles of adults, and there are circles of the devil, which is equivalent to making contacts in advance. Few people will miss this opportunity. But I remember that there are several companies that never take children, not only do not bring them, but also hide very well. . "Master Qiao leaned back in his chair and remembered many things in a relaxed manner.
"Hidden?" Gu Yan asked casually.
Joe nodded: "If you have the heart, you can protect it very tightly. Of course, it really is very difficult to hide into my family and the Manson family. There is a way to hide it if you don't reach this size. I remember seeing me as a child I have been a very low-key and kind-hearted couple, and I ca n’t remember the specific appearance, but I remember that the couple is the same as the painting, like the surname Lin? We always said when we were children, how beautiful the couple ’s children are, but Never seen it. Not only have n’t I seen it, but nobody even knows what the surname is. I felt a pity at first, but later ... I ’m glad again. "
Gu Yan felt a bit wrong, and looked at Qiao, "Happy?"
Joe didn't answer immediately.
He finished drinking the wine in the glass, pinched half a glass of ice, and brought himself back to some. The golden-brown liquor penetrated down the ice cube, and soon rounded off the corners of the ice cube, and a thin layer of water vapor was covered on the wall of the glass.
Joe wiped the layer of water vapor with his thumb and said, "I don't know what happened a few days ago. I dreamed that I was a kid. At that time, I had a good relationship with the old fox ..."
He started this topic suddenly, and actually took the initiative to chat about his dad.
This surprised Gu Yan, and at the same time vaguely realized ... Qiao's so-called affair should refer to this.
"I remember that every time I went to the horse farm, I couldn't climb the stirrups and clamored to ride. He would carry me on my shoulders and walk around to watch the horses. He was actually not too young at that time, and my sister started to study after graduating from college It ’s time to get in touch with company affairs. "
He recollected for a moment, then said: "Really ... quite good."
"He's actually been very kind to his family." Joe said, "but then I found out that ... he is not necessarily an outsider. I heard him on several occasions to talk to the old Manson or who, to discuss some Things. The specific content is not clear enough, to break down the resource line of who and who, or to force others ... "
He was unwilling to recall these, and his tone did not consciously become anxious.
"In short, I was not very old at that time, and that tone made me uncomfortable. After that, I suddenly felt suspicious. Once I heard who had something wrong, I began to think about the old fox unconsciously, even though there was a basis for guessing. nothing."
Joe took a sip of wine and suppressed that emotion.
After a long delay, he shrugged his shoulders and rushed to Yan Yan. "You know what happened afterwards. Maybe it's because of my mood. I've really been sick for a long time. I've been having a fever on and off. It was given from the beginning. "
Gu Yan knew about Qiao's intermittent illness, and his so-called repetition was during that time.
But he didn't know why he was sick.
Probably because of the complete overthrow with his father, Joe later went completely the opposite way—
His father pays attention to making friends and looking at interests, so he just looks at the mood. Except for those few children who played together in childhood, the rest of the tempers are friends, and if they don't, they get out.
His father attacked calculations, and he had no heart and no lungs.
His father was good at taking advantage of himself, so he sent it out and took heart out of all his friends.
"Actually, the old fox has been quiet for many years." Joe said, "I let my sister drag him, lest he get too close to the Manson family, these years have actually been quite productive. So I haven't wanted to mention these, said It ’s not fun to add people to it. But recently, the old Manson family was almost completely taken over by the two brothers, and they jumped fiercely. I heard my sister complain that the Manson family has started to pull on the old fox again recently. "
Master Qiao looked sad. "The ghost knows what crazy things they can do. I haven't slept well in recent days."
Gu Yan: "No wonder."
"No wonder?"
"I heard from Miro Manson that your father will arrive tomorrow. Generally, you can avoid it on such occasions." Gu Yan said, "This time it's so abnormal. I'm planning to ask you what happened."
Joe was in a terrible mood. He had been pressing these things for a long time. If it wasn't because the Manson brothers recently re-engaged his father, he might not find the impulse and opportunity to tell others.
It would be easier to say it. Hearing Gu Yan's worry, his mood turned from yin to sunny.
The environment in which he lived should have been full of suspicion, struggle, emptiness, and negligence. But because of a friend like Gu Yan, everything is very different. Because their first reaction to hearing something is never suspicion, but "Are you okay?" "Are you all right?"
"No matter, take one step at a time. My sister is staring at the company, I am staring at this. I have hated it for so many years, I don't want the old fox to become more annoying to me." Joe said.
He drank the last bit of wine in one sip and poured a full glass again, rushing to Yan Yan: "I never seem to have given you the wine."
Gu Yan: "How?"
"What's the matter, make up!" Joe chuckled on his glass with a smile. "Respect my best friend."
Gu Yan raised his eyebrows, and drank the wine in the glass.
Young Master Qiao got excited, carrying the wine bottle and pouring it into his glass.
Gu Yan held down his cup, "No. Keep it for yourself. My trainee has a very sharp nose."
Joe wondered: "How about smelling it? I'm afraid he's greedy for stealing."
He said, hissing again, "I'm actually wondering for a long time. Why don't you just let him eat and drink? It doesn't allow you to touch it, it doesn't allow you to move it. Is that weird?"
Gu Yan stood up, put the wine glass down, rubbed his neck and said, "Don't you control Ke Jin like this?"
"That's different!" Joe said.
Gu Yan: "How is it different?"
Master Qiao glanced towards Ke Jin's door, "I like him."
Gu Yan nodded, looked at the night view outside through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and said quietly, "That's the same."
Joe stood and digested for a minute. Without digestion, he asked in a daze: "No, wait, what's the same?"
Gu Yan glanced at him lightly, "I like him, so he manages him in certain things, is there a problem?"
Because his tone was so natural that Joe nodded subconsciously and said, "No problem."
Gu Yan didn't stay any longer, and he greeted and left the room. He had just walked through half of the living room, and Master Qiao's door was yanked open again.
The exclamation pierced into the ears: "Who do you like?"
It may be because of too much excitement.