After the financial meeting, Gu Yuan left Hong Kong with several large-scale contracts signed during the meeting, and Fang Jin also returned to the familiar office environment.

Unlike in the past, Gu Yuan really began to pursue him.

Gu Yuan's way of action is actually very primitive - he has never chased anyone before, and he always trades fairly and has cleared money and goods. Occasionally, he needs emotional adjustment, so the other party is rushing to cooperate with him with all his strength, and he just needs to enjoy the mood.

This was his first time to pursue it on his own initiative, without any skills such as shelving, rhythm, hooking and hanging. He just tried his best to please Fang Jin and make him happy.

That morning, Fang Jin went downstairs to drive to pick up Gu Yuan to work as usual, and saw a black Maybach parked downstairs. Gu Yuan was wearing a crisp black suit, a set of ruby ​​cufflinks and tie clips, holding coffee in one hand, and swiping emails with his mobile phone in the other. He was focused and extremely cool. As long as someone passed by, he looked at him side without exception, and some even looked back and looked back after walking far away.

Fang Jin paused, and saw Gu Yuan waving to him: "Good morning - hurry up, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

“…Mr. Gu, why are you…”

Gu Yuan smiled at him, but did not answer, and opened the passenger's door with his own hands:

"Come up."

As a result, Gu Yuan drove the car in person at work that day, and Fang Jin sat in the co-pilot. Fang Jin didn't know what to say, so he could only keep silent and stare at the road. Gu Yuan probably felt that the awkward atmosphere in the car was actually ambiguous and romantic, so he also enjoyed the warm moment with great interest. It was not until he drove into the company garage that he pulled down the hand gate and turned to look at Fang Jin:

"I will pick you up every morning from now on, remember to go downstairs on time."

“…”

"I've been waiting for you for too long today."

Gu Yuan pushed open the car door and got out of the car with a cool look, while Fang Jin was in the passenger seat for a long time.

After entering the office, Fang Jin realized why since Gu Yuan came to pick him up in the morning, he only bought his own coffee and did not bring him a cup.

——A steaming Western-style breakfast was placed on his desk. The bread was crispy and yellow, and the eggs, mushrooms and bacon emitted a mouth-watering aroma. There was also a cup of freshly prepared coffee that emitted white air in the exquisite bone porcelain cup.

"... Mr. Gu said, "It's time stuck, and put the breakfast on the table before you enter the office. If you are late, you are afraid of not being able to eat, and if you are early, you are afraid of being cold..." The new female assistant stood behind the desk, with a twitching slightly: "That bone porcelain cup was sent to the office by Mr. Gu in the middle of the night last night. British royal collection-grade porcelain, with certificates, please don't break it..."

Fang Jin couldn't even say a word. The female assistant looked at his face carefully, and finally couldn't help asking for a while:

"Old Gu planned to release the military power with a glass of wine, or would you fatten up and kill you?"

"..." Fang Jin was silent for a while, raised his hand and waved it, and his palm turned inward and his back forward:

"Go out, don't mention a word to others."

However, even if Fang Jin doesn't want people to know, it will be difficult to hide it completely, because all this is not over.

In the morning, Fang Jin ate a large plate of real bread, eggs and bacon, and was still not hungry until noon. After the meeting, I wanted to go to the restaurant downstairs to have some soup, but then another set of takeout in the high-end restaurant was delivered to the office. This time it was the frost and wagyu beef from the top steak restaurant in the city, paired with garlic milk sauce, fresh lemon and vegetable salad, which was packed in a special takeaway box for insulation and moisturizing. When placed on Fang Jin's table, the temperature did not drop at all.

The restaurant staff even held a small wine cabinet and took out a bottle of red wine and a high-legged crystal cup from it, and poured half a cup into it with politeness:

"This is a selection of 1989 red wines in Pertus. It has a great flavor with the frost-fall Wagyu beef from the store. Please try it."

Fang Jin looked at the lunch on the desk that could be worth half a month's salary, and didn't know what to say for a while.

He looked at the inner window and wanted to see what Gu Yuan's expression was at this time, but the office opposite was empty. The female assistant carefully reminded him: "Mr. Gu... Mr. Gu went out for a meeting at noon and said he didn't want you to follow him and asked you to have a good meal in the office..."

However, Fang Jin's undiluted breakfast was still in his stomach, so he could only cut the steak in half and distributed it to his female assistant. In this way, he still gritted the bullet and stuffed the food in. After eating, he felt extremely fulfilled all afternoon, and even hiccups were filled with a bottle of expensive red wine of 60,000 yuan.

·

When it was about to get off work in the evening, Gu Yuan came back from a meeting outside. As soon as he arrived, he pushed the door directly into Fang Jin's office, leaning against the door frame and looking at him with a smile.

He put one hand in his pocket in his trouser pocket, and his posture was very handsome and unruly; his thick eyebrows were slightly raised, his eyes were playful and warm, and he smiled like the heart-pounding male protagonist in a youth idol drama.

Fang Jin had never watched any TV series, but his heart jumped for half a beat at that moment.

“How about lunch?”

"...Thank you." Fang Jin paused, forcing his eyes to return to the computer screen: "But don't do this next time."

But Gu Yuan seemed to have not heard it, and strode over Fang Jin's laptop and pressed it: "Don't do it-I have a dinner party tonight and ask you to accompany me quickly."

Fang Jin was only staying in the office today and was dressed casually. As a result, Gu Yuan pulled out of the company before he could change his coat and stuffed it directly into the cool Maybach. Gu Yuan drove the car again along the way. After more than half an hour, he parked at the entrance of a quiet French restaurant with luxurious decoration. Fang Jin got off the car and saw that the restaurant was bright and magnificent and magnificent. Even the doorman was all white in tuxedo.

"This restaurant is a membership system and only receives eight tables of guests every day. The reservations today were already full, so it took me some time to come." Gu Yuan said as he walked up the steps. When he looked back at the expression on Fang Jin's face, he was a little reluctant to speak, and asked, "What's wrong?"

“…They should ask for formal wear.”

Arrangement of dinners in a restaurant of this level must require formal wear. Unexpectedly, Gu Yuan looked at him and laughed, saying, "You don't need it."

Fang Jin was a little confused, and he heard him say again: "You are pretty, so you relax the rules."

“…”

Gu Yuan smiled and pulled Fang Jin's hand, forced himself to his red ear as he entered the door, and whispered: "Look, the doorman was watching you just now, and the waiter who served the wine was also watching you, Oh, the piano player turned around... Do you know what they are thinking now? They were thinking, where are such a beautiful person coming? If he comes to have a meal, he will welcome him to put a sack on him..."

Fang Jin broke away from Gu Yuan's hand and turned his head expressionlessly.

However, his cheeks were very red, and even when he came to the ambiguous orange and yellow candlelight on the dining table, he could not hide his red face.

Gu Yuan didn't care, so he skillfully ordered the order and asked the waiter to bring the white wine he had posted here in advance.

It was obvious that the so-called dinner party was just an excuse. There were only two of them on the dining table leaning against the floor-to-ceiling glass window. Not far away, the indoor band was playing a melodious serenade. Gu Yuan sat in a tall armchair, his long legs gently hooked Fang Jin's calves under the table, and felt the other party paused:

“——Mr. Gu.”

Gu Yuan slowly spread his napkin for himself and said, "I can pursue you this month, forgot?"

He raised his eyebrows and looked at Fang Jin, but saw Fang Jin staring at him for a long time, and there seemed to be an indescribable emotion in his eyes. After a while, he lowered his eyes and said lightly:

"……I know."

In fact, Fang Jin was really full. After all, he sat in the office all day and had no chance to digest the activities. However, the dishes in this restaurant were served in a complete set, and Gu Yuan also ordered a very rare sea fish. In order to maintain the delicious, plump and tender taste, he only made a sashimi, and put a large plate with mustard and ice residue in front of Fang Jin.

Fang Jin lit the plate with the tip of the knife and said softly: "I thought the dishes served in this kind of place were just a little bit..."

"Oh, I used to eating fried fish and potatoes in the UK, and I'm not used to French food, and I'm not used to having a big finger on a plate, so I asked them to fill each dish with the plate, so you can have a leftover if you can't finish it."

Fang Jin: "..."

However, the taste was really good. Gu Yuan was also very proud of the sea fish he had chosen himself, and kept squeezing it into Fang Jin's plate. Fang Jin had eaten very mixed and greasy today. When the chilled mustard was stimulated, he felt vaguely uncomfortable in his stomach. After a while, when the French butter snail soup came, Fang Jin looked at the snail pieces in the oily flowers on the plate, and suddenly stood up with his mouth covering his mouth.

"Sorry, I'll go to the bathroom..."

Before Gu Yuan could answer, Fang Jin rushed out, plunged directly into the bathroom, and looked at the pool calmly.

A few seconds later, he finally let out all the mustard sashimi.

Gu Yuan pushed the door and said in surprise: "Why are you--"

"Don't come over!"

Fang Jin didn't want Gu Yuan to see his vomiting, so he immediately washed away the vomit with boiling water, and then washed his face with the water.

However, when he looked up, he saw Gu Yuan standing beside him in the mirror. He looked carefully at the vomit that had not been completely washed away, and frowned and asked, "Are you allergic to raw fish?!"

Fang Jin reached out to block the pool with a little embarrassed: "No, don't come here, it's so disgusting..."

"——Oh, it's allergic." Gu Yuan looked at him up and down, and saw that he became more energetic after vomiting, so he exposed him and refused to mention it.

However, when he thought about it, he was thinking of teasing, so he deliberately glanced at Fang Jin and smiled slowly: "——Actually, if you were a girl, you might be pregnant with my child now. Not only can you not dislike you, but you also have to serve you. What's the shame?..."

Fang Jin's expression suddenly paused, and then his eyes changed.

Gu Yuan paid close attention to his reaction. He originally expected him to cry with shame and anger, but he saw a strange calmness in his eyes, and suddenly realized that he had said the wrong thing:

"Wait, it's not what you mean. I mean, don't be so thin-skinned, so what's wrong with showing me? We've even slept..."

Fang Jin interrupted him: "I know."

I know that he seems very similar to the one who answered Gu Yuan before, but there are subtle differences; I just can't tell where it is different.

Gu Yuan looked at him, Fang Jin breathed a long sigh and raised his eyes and smiled at him:

"You're just kidding, I know."

·

After Gu Yuan went back that day, he thought about it for a long time, and seemed to feel something was wrong. However, a prince of a wealthy chasing family who had never pursued people could only describe it as awkward or even clumsy in this regard. After thinking for a long time, his beastly intuition still believed that Fang Jin liked him, so he felt relieved and stopped thinking about it.

Gu Yuan's pursuit continued. He drove a different luxury car to Fang Jin's house to pick him up to work every day. The difference from the first day was that every time he arrived, Fang Jin was ready to stop and wait for him downstairs. Workaholic Mr. Gu's concept of time was accurate enough, and even if he chased someone, he didn't want to be late to work. Therefore, Fang Jin felt particularly satisfied with his performance.

Fang Jin's three meals a day were also arranged by himself. He ordered takeout in different restaurants every day, and he ate all the female assistants a lot. However, the dumpling feeding was still effective. Fang Jin's somewhat sickly pale slowly disappeared when he was in Hong Kong. That day, Gu Yuan accidentally caught a glimpse of him asking someone to work. His head slightly turned and playing with the pen in his hand made it obvious that there was a little flesh on his cheeks, and he looked very good, and even felt younger.

Gu Yuan sat in the conference room, looking at listening to his subordinates' reports carefully, but his eyes looked through the glass to Fang Jin, who was unaware of it in the corridor outside, and he looked at it for a long time.

A month is about to pass soon, but both of them are tacit, as if no one will mention the final answer first.

Gu Yuan had no doubt about the final result. He received several particularly large projects at the financial summit, and almost all his energy was on the company's rapid expansion and resource restructuring. For him, pursuing Fang Jin every day was just a way to express love, and did not have any impact on his future destined partner identity.

However, Fang Jin knew that he had been waiting for the opportunity for many years. After his trip to Hong Kong, he was silently sent to him by the hand of fate.

Some things can only happen once in a lifetime.

Gu Yuan's promise and love gave him the courage to make a bet. If he doesn't win this way, he will never have a chance to turn the tables in his life.

·

The night is extremely noisy in KTV. I walked through the corridor along the doors of the box. In the dim light, various pop music mixed with it penetrated the sound-insulating walls, accompanied by high singing sounds.

A middle-aged man with a plain appearance but strong physique, wearing an ordinary hoodie and jeans, stood in front of a private room in the corridor, lifted up his unique face that he had hidden in the crowd for a second and could not find, and looked carefully at the room number.

He pushed open the door and walked in the next second and closed his backhand.

The private room sound was playing Teresa Teng's He Rijun again. The popular golden song from decades ago was melodious and soothing in the dark. A young man leaned deeply on the sofa with his eyes closed, as if he was fully appreciating the song. He didn't open his eyes until the end of the song and pointed to the sofa opposite:

"——Sit down, General Wang."
To be continued...