He physically reversed the speed of his life, and his calf speed was comparable to that of the propeller. Finally, he tried his best to stop the motorcycle in front of Jiang Peiliang.

Jiang Peiliang saw that he didn't say anything, and slowly put his legs down.

Jiang Yan swallowed his saliva and smiled flatteringly as if nothing had happened: "Brother, I was so happy just now, I didn't pay attention..."

He quickly patted the back seat again and said firmly: "Come up!"

Jiang Peiliang finally spoke, his tone was a little cold: "Sometimes, I doubted whether you did it on purpose."

"Of course not!" Jiang Yan quickly clarified: "These are just coincidences."

Jiang Peiliang: "Is that true?"

Jiang Yan: "...I'm sorry?"

He also lowered his head, pitiful, Jiang Peiliang looked at him with his eyes down, it was difficult to tell whether this was just his usual method or not? He was really wronged.

never mind.

He was too lazy to tell the difference.

Jiang Yan felt his shoulder sink, and Jiang Peiliang sat in the back seat.

"Let's go." He said without any emotion, paused for a moment, and put the slender hands lightly on the corner of Jiang Yan's clothes.

Jiang Yan didn't notice his hesitation, but was relieved that Jiang Peiliang finally got into his car. He immediately turned the accelerator happily and flew up Wuhu!

Jiang Peiliang was still deliberately avoiding contact, and the motorcycle suddenly flew up. He was heavy and unstable, so he fell backwards and subconsciously pressed Jiang Yan's waist.

The thin waist under his hand was tense, as if he could hug him with a little stretch. Jiang Peiliang was stunned for a moment, listening to the howling sound of the wind hitting his helmet, as if he was warning or admonishing.

He didn't? Move again.

From outsiders, Jiang Yan sat in front of him, as if he was surrounded by a whole person. He looked innocent and had a short time.

While showing his excellent drifting skills, Jiang Yan also asked what Jiang's father asked for. Through his helmet, he was a little dull: "Brother, why don't you find a partner?"

There are definitely many people who want to give Jiang Peiliang a gift. He probably answered many such questions, and said lightly: "No hurry."

Jiang Yan stumbled on the meaning of the two words he said, and he seemed to understand it.

The fate has not come, and there is nothing to do. If you like it, you can't find it, you will say it's not in a hurry. He often said this because of the urges of the aunts and aunts before.

"Then," Jiang Yan, again, diligently explored his ideal type: "

What type of people do you like?”

Jiang Peiliang: "What do you want to ask about this?"

"No?" Jiang Yan said, "It's just a whim!"

"For example, you are cheerful and quiet." Jiang Yan gave him a single choice question understandingly, "Are you more inclined to? Which one?"

Jiang Peiliang: "Wenjing."

Jiang Yan: "Serious and steady? And turbulent?"

Jiang Peiliang: "Calm."

Jiang Yan: "Do you talk less or do you talk too much?"

Jiang Peiliang: "Stop talking."

Jiang Yan: "?"

He silently clenched the accelerator a little.

The mask of pain.

Made, the elder brother’s preferences cannot be said to be exactly the same as him, or it can be said that it is not similar at all. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is completely the opposite example!

The little motorcycle advanced silently, and Jiang Peiliang asked him for the first time: "Why don't you speak?"

Jiang Yan said righteously: "There is a camera in front of me, I'm afraid I'll be deducted points."

OK, then from today?, he will start practicing meditation.

Jiang Peiliang: “…”

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

But Jiang Yan's silent meditation was still broken after five minutes of practice, and he began to chatter unconsciously: "Brother, can you help me choose one?"

Jiang Peiliangyou responded with a little carelessness: "What?"

"The last perfume." Jiang Yan muttered in front of him with some resentment: "It cost me a lot of money, but I'm better off going to the driver's car to get one when I was taking a taxi. The smell was even more? It was purely fragrant and lasting..."

Jiang Peiliang asked: "What kind of thing do you want."

Speaking of this, Jiang Yan was excited: "What I want is that kind of scent, the domineering smell has a little coldness and distance, no? Any soft sweet fragrance is very sharp and very existence--Brother, can you understand what I say?"

"Understand." Jiang Peiliang replied.

Jiang Yan smiled embarrassedly and said expectantly: "Is there any? Does it meet my requirements?"

My brother's taste is definitely guaranteed!

"Yes?" Jiang Peiliang said: "Feng oil essence."

Jiang Yan: "?"

He continued to drive the motorcycle with a broken face.

When the traffic jam was almost shut down, Jiang Yan and his motorcycle rushed to lightning to send Jiang Peiliang back home. At that time, Liang Xishi was still stuck on the road and faced the small eyes with the right guardian's big eyes.

They sat silently, and there was a rare opportunity for Jiang Yan to be alone, and the atmosphere suddenly became a bit unspeakable embarrassing.

Finally, they both spoke at the same time: "I..."

The two of them stopped talking at the same time and reached out to each other, saying, "You..."

"Let me talk first." Liang Xishi pushed his glasses, and he was helpless: "You'd better deal with Jingshi's matters completely so that he won't harass him again."

"I know." Bele lowered his head and said silently: "Even if it's just for the boss, I will deal with it well..."

Liang Xizhi frowned when he heard the meaning of his words: "Always Xiao Jiang likes you very much."

"I like the boss very much, too." After saying this, Bele raised his head and looked at him with a rare look: "Aren't you?"

Liang Xishi was stunned for a moment of intuition, and then he looked away in a hurried manner.

In the car, he was silent for a while before he said hoarsely: "What do you mean by saying this?"

"No? I mean to blame you." Be Le Jingjing replied.

Liang Xishi pushed his glasses: "So? What?"

"I just think," Bele said solemnly: "It's pretty good in this situation now."

Liang Xishi smiled and lowered his head to continue to check the documents.

Bele has a good education and a high IQ. Although he seems a little stupid in dealing with people, his observation ability is first-class and keen.

At first, Director Jiang just planned to transfer him to Xiang Xiang. Jing helped him for two or three months, and by the way, he could look at Jiang Yan and returned to the original company to continue working when the company was not so messy.

Now Xiang Jing Entertainment has already been on track, and Jiangyan has long since stopped being the same as Jiangyan, but yesterday, Dong Jiang came to ask him if he wanted to transfer back to his original position, but he actually refused.

...He himself couldn't believe it.

Jiang Yan is not a company boss who is orthodox. He threw all the financial and other jobs to him. He read books in the office while he was idle, and often quarreled and ridiculed each other. He only expressed his opinions on big trends such as investment or scripts, and he was always paid. Although his annual salary is not as good as the original company, it is definitely much higher than that of the same position in other companies.

There is no doubt that Jiang Yan is a very good person.

But what Be Le said is right? Wrong, the situation is now very good and there is no need to make any changes.

He looked at the message sent by the partner, paused, pushed his glasses as usual, and called Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan was warmly urging his elder brother to take off his coat and rub his cheeks that were a little cold red, and then he received a call from Liang Xishi.

"It seems like there is a traffic jam outside. Have you arrived home?" Jiang Yan asked.

"Not yet?" Liang Xishi's voice came from the other end of the phone, saying, "Mr. Jiang, who just sent a cooperation invitation based on the company, saying that he hoped and Xiang Jing jointly produced a variety show that can show the artist's abilities. What do you think?"

Jiang Yan didn’t? How long did he think about it? “Are there any? What are the conditions?”

"Yes." Liang Xishi's voice was very clear when he flipped the pages on the other end: "Their first request was that you would be present in person when discussing the details of the cooperation."

Jiang Yan: "...why?"

It is obvious that everyone in the industry knows that he usually gives Liang Xishi full power to deal with such things.

Liang Xishi: "It's not clear yet."

Jiang Yan pursed his lips and said, "Okay, please reply, I will go."

The phone hung up, Jiang Yan turned around with a serious expression, feeling a little hesitant.

This requirement...

Is it because he attaches great importance to this project, so he is required to be present?

Jiang Yan turned around and the room was full of bright lights. Jiang's father and mother were not there, but all four small ones were complete.

Jiang Yichao recently didn't know if he was taken to mining by Jiang's father. He lost weight all over, and he was even more taciturn, sitting there reading newspapers like a fixed NPC; Jiang Miao changed his hair to a green color, and turned from a red-hearted dragon fruit to a green cucumber.
To be continued...