Gu Jiangnian's stupidity made the superior look at him a little more. This kind of viewing is different from looking at him. If this person looked at him, Gu Jiangnian would definitely feel something.

But at this moment, the man looked at him with a smile on his face and was far apart from looking at him.

If it weren't for the unpleasant conversation between the two of them, Gu Jiangnian would have doubted whether this person really brought him a tea.

"Chinese culture has been around for five thousand years. There are countless methods used by ancient emperors to stabilize their country, but there is only one that remains unchanged over the years. Does Mr. Gu know which one it is?" The gentle words of the superiors rang out.

The cup that Gu Jiangnian held in his hand trembled. It was obviously a cup of tea with moderate temperature, but he felt a little hot at this time.

It was obvious that he knew what the superior was going to say, but at this time he could not make it clear, but just said modestly: "Please give me some advice."

Once the relationship between adults involves interests, even punctuation marks are ripped off.

The smile on the upper hand's lips became deeper. Looking at Gu Jiangnian without saying a word, he leaned over and pulled out a book from a stack of books placed on the solid wood short table next to the sofa, and slowly pushed it to Gu Jiangnian.

The movement is slow, but with a little firmness.

Gu Jiangnian looked closely and found a hardcover version of "Zhaojun Going to the Frontier".

In history, ancient emperors used many means to consolidate their thrones, but one that remains unchanged over the years was marriage.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the office became silent.

The superior looked at Gu Jiangnian and raised his hand to drink a sip of tea. "If you want something, you will find something. Referring to the heroic deeds of ancient emperors, Mr. Gu thinks it is advisable for me to take this path?"

"The practice of one era has another era is undesirable or undesirable."

"What should we do today and in the present?"

The superior grabbed Gu Jiangnian's words and asked back.

"It depends on what you want," Gu Jiangnian said neither humble nor arrogantly.

The silence in the office is like the storm that comes to an abrupt end in summer. The silence deeper into the mind is to curse each other with dirty words deep down.

But I can't get rid of this idiot.

The superiors were calm and composed, and Gu Jiang was stable in every day.

Tai Chi was about to beat Taishang Laojun and could not stand it anymore. He made a bird hit the glass window in the office. With a clang, he knocked a bird that was soaring and freely soaring, and his wings fluttered for a few more times and flew away again.

"Since ancient times, emperors, princes, generals and ministers of all dynasties have only been famous for their eternity. What does Mr. Gu think I want?"

"Gu Mou is stupid," Gu Jiangnian will not follow that sentence, no matter what the superior said today. He used the negotiation skills to the fullest.

"Are Mr. Gu stupid, or is Mr. Gu not daring to be smart in front of me?"

Between advancing and retreating, Gu Jiangnian was undoubtedly preserving his strength.

He knew very well that fighting against the superior in front of him, no matter how capable he was, winning would be losing, and losing would be losing.

The Chu soldiers returned. When they came, they took a document in their hands and looked at An Gu Jiangnian.

When he reached out to the person in power, the slightly solemn glance made Mr. Gu's brows unconsciously close.

This look may not be good news.

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At seven o'clock, Jiang Muwan stayed in the study room of Guanlan Villa for more than half an hour. He fed the cat and answered a greeting call from Fu Jing. The two chatted for a long time.

At 7:45, she got upstairs, washed her hair and took a shower.

A series of washing and washing were done until 8:45.

After 9:50, the person who put down the hair dryer and prepared to go downstairs to eat something saw a few boxes of masks lying quietly in the dressing table cabinet. He remembered that this was something Mr. Gu bought overnight. She was rare. When her husband was invited to the palace by the second child, he still had a leisurely and elegant application of a mask.

If Gu Jiangnian hadn't had a fuss when she was about to go out, Lan Ying, who came up with a water cup, looked at the person wearing a nightgown and a facial mask leaning on the imperial concubine's couch and playing with her mobile phone, would have suspected that this was still trying to inherit the husband's property legitimately and then took the husband's plane to the island with his wife wearing a bikini and soaking a little dog.

Jiang Muwan's worries were pressed down by hot water at this time. The person who had been tense for several days felt relieved when he took a bath.

She almost fell asleep while lying on the imperial concubine's couch with a mask on her face. If Lan Ying had not come in and disturbed this, she would have been going on a date with Mr. Zhou.

"What time is it?" When the hazy voice came, Lan Ying's heart skipped a beat.

I thought she was just thinking about it, but I didn't expect that her wife could get confused with peace of mind.

"Ten points, five points, ma'am," said Lan Ying.

The man leaning on the imperial concubine's couch slowly stood up and reached out to lift off the mask on his face: "Is there anything to eat?"

"some."

At 10:30, Lan Ying brought out a bowl of tomato beef noodles. The noodles are noodles and soup is soup, which makes people's appetite greatly increase.

A simple bowl of beef noodles was made by Lan Ying into a delicious dish with a full range of colors, fragrance and flavor.

Jiang Muwan's bowl of noodles was eaten very slowly.

How slow is it?

It was so slow that Lan Ying cleaned the kitchen, and only one-quarter of the noodles in the man's hands were gone.

The speed is comparable to a snail.

At about 11 o'clock, Jiang Muwan put down the chopsticks in his hand and saw the bottom of the soup.

At this time, Lan Ying couldn't help but sigh. Although the speed was slow, the food was extremely clean.

The floor clock of Guanlan Villa rang the eleven o'clock sound when she put down her chopsticks.

The core of the ground clock swayed left and right, making a "dong dong dong" sound, and knocked it eleven times in a row.

When he first saw this Zhong, Jiang Muwan couldn't help but sigh that Gu Jiangnian was really stupid and spent a lot of money to come to such a "fashion product from the 1950s."

Buying this clock is no different from writing four words to the person who is stupid and extra money on his forehead.

Mr. Gu said she had no taste and was not aware of the goods.

Jiang Muwan felt that he was farting.

Nowadays, Mrs. Gu's consciousness means that he is moving closer to Mr. Gu. Although this clock is not good at taking up space and has a sense of age, he used to think that moving an antique from last century home is no different from returning a whole coffin home.

But now, she thinks it is a good thing.

People are such a cheap species.

Some things are not liked as I look at them.

Some things I liked as I looked at.

"Eleventh o'clock," Mrs. Gu bent her fingertips and slowly tapped on the table twice.

The thud sound made Lan Ying feel numb when she listened.

“It’s time to come back.”

As soon as Jiang Muwan's words came to the ground, a headlight came in the yard and shone into the dining room through the large floor-to-ceiling windows.

Seeing this, the mistress curled her lips slightly, and the man in a silk robe slowly pushed the chair away and stood up, heading towards the door.

Whether it is a straight back or an elegant posture, it gives people a sense of beauty that is sure to win.

It even more has a sense of invincibility in the East that is the only one in the world.

Jiang Muwan's beauty accounts for seven parts of the skin and three parts of the bone.

People often say that if Jiang Muwan, like Song Rong, each has three parts of the skin and bones, then this capital is afraid that the young man will fall under her pomegranate skirt.

Song Rong was a stunner when she was young.

Why is Jiang Muwan the same?

Jiang Muwan walked to the gate of the villa and reached out to open the door. From a distance, he saw Gu Jiangnian strode towards you in a black coat.

The dew was deeper and the cold air soaked his shoulders.

Slight drops of water fell on the cashmere coat and were arranged densely together.

The man entered the house and brought the door with his back hand: "Cool."

Just as he was about to lower his head to change his shoes, he saw Jiang Muwan spread his hands and was about to come over, so he reached out to block the person.

The person who had just finished taking a shower came to him and caught a cold after getting cold. He was still the one who felt distressed when he turned around.

"Are you agreed?"

"Well," the man changed his shoes, reached out to take the hot towel handed over by Lan Ying, wiped his palms, took off his coat and handed it to someone, and then took Jiang Muwan's palm and went into the room.

"Are there any additional conditions?" she asked.

Gu Jiangnian shook his head: "No."

As long as the Song family has what the person wants in their position, they have bargaining chips for negotiation. The old man arranged everything, at the worst, it would be just a quit.

Let it go, and the rest of it is yours.

"I guess she will help the Mei family up to balance the Song family," Jiang Muwan said with Gu Jiangnian after she waved Lan Ying away.

The Song family's scientific research status is unmatched in the capital, which is what those in power fear the most. Once the Song family collapses, the entire capital's scientific research community will surely reach most of the country.

He needs the Song family, but this need is mixed with a little fear.

The part that can make a superior person feel dilemma and entangled is definitely not because of the little feelings at the beginning. If he was a person with feelings, he would not have used vicious means to step on the corpses of countless people to reach this high position for so many years.
To be continued...