Rescue the Paranoid Villain Boss

Gu Chuanjing waited for three full hours in Jiang's company, from 6 pm to 9 pm, until the employees of the company continued to get off work without waiting for anyone.

"That's the sincere Mr. Gu? Why did you come here? I saw his interview in the magazine last month. What kind of cooperation is this?"

Employees after get off work passed by him, his spine-brows, straight back, and clothes-hanger-like figure, inevitably more eye-catching, and many eyes quietly fell on him.

"What kind of cooperation? Just talk nonsense. There was a problem just now. It was said that there was a problem with the quality of the product. It was stuck by our manager Jiang. Now the goods are in the warehouse and can't be sent out. I probably come to ask for help."

"Huh?" The young girl who had just admired him so much gave him a surprised look, and then quickly looked away, just muttering in a low voice: "I really can't see it..."

Gu Chuanjing's back became tighter. He has been the pride of heaven since he was a child, and he has received countless praises. He has always been smooth and smooth. When did he suffer such criticism.

But he can't leave, at least not now, if it really rots in the warehouse, how should he explain——

Until the sunset went down, Jiang Zhiyi basically finished the company and didn’t go downstairs. He knew in his heart that Jiang Zhiyi had a problem with his leg, and he couldn’t go anywhere. He should still be upstairs, but he should have asked some uncles to come. Now he still refuses to meet.

His heart became more and more uncomfortable. At this time, the phone's ringtone rang, and there was a vague sound of rain and weeping on the other end of the phone. Jiang Zhiqing's voice was still trembling, as if he had suffered a great grievance: " Brother Chuanjing, where are you? I'm downstairs in Phaeton..."

She said that Gu Chuanjing couldn't sit still before she finished speaking, Junxiu frowned, and stood up from her position with a sudden movement: "You came here today to find Jiang Zhiyi?!"

Jiang Zhiqing was stunned by him, tears streaming down, and the electric current sound was a little distorted and cautious: "Brother Chuan Jing?"

At this moment the elevator door opened. The secretary glanced curiously at the young man with a weird and angry expression, but his voice was polite: "Mr. Gu, we Mr. Jiang invite you in."

Gu Chuanjing's irritable eyes suddenly lit up, and he hung up the phone in a hurry with patience and went to the elevator: "We'll talk later."

"Brother Chuanjing--" Jiang Zhiqing shouted out from under the eaves of the convenience store, but there were only endless busy sounds on the opposite side.

It was already raining in the dark sky. She rejected the kindness of Senior Qi Mu and asked her mother to go back to the hospital to take care of her father. She was here waiting for her sister to come out. As a result, people did not wait but waited for a heavy rain.

She originally called Gu Chuanjing to pick her up, but she never thought that he was only one floor away from her.

There was confusion in her mind, and she suddenly wondered whether Gu Chuanjing came to her sister without telling her, or Gu Chuanjing hung up her phone to make her more uncomfortable.

It was just a moment of daze, and her eyes suddenly lit up. Gu Chuanjing had gone to see her sister, and she tremblingly called back the phone.

I beg him, Chuan Jing will take her to meet her sister, just meet her--

The phone in the elevator kept vibrating. Gu Chuanjing looked at it twice and frowned irritably, but didn't answer it. She didn't know what was going on. He cried and cried for a few hours recently. Time to accompany her to comfort her.

The secretary looked forward without squinting and smiled: "We, Mr. Jiang, prefer to be quiet. Otherwise, Mr. Gu will handle the matter first before going in."

As the elevator went up one by one, Gu Chuanjing's face turned black, and finally he turned off his cell phone. He had something to show Jiang Zhiyi. Zhiqing kept calling without knowing the importance of it.

She must have come here again today. She has been greeted by the seniors and has waited until now, probably because of her.

Thinking of this, Gu Chuanjing's face was even darker, and finally put the name that had been on the top for three or four years into the blacklist.

It's okay to cry and make trouble, but you can't be sloppy at this time.

The secretary did his duty and waited until his mobile phone was completely silent before bringing him in. Jiang Zhiyi had just turned a few pages of the report, and his mind was completely lost in it. From time to time, he wanted to turn on the computer and take a look.

Well, I didn't see anyone.

Like a thief, General Manager Jiang quickly closed the computer with a glance, thinking to himself that he might change clothes inside, and then worried about which one she would like.

Her clothes probably didn't fit well. She probably didn't like the white suit jacket, so did the trousers, and the shirt was not delicate enough. The more she thought about it, the more it was wrong.

Finally, in the ten minutes of reading the report in the evening, he spent a lot of money and bought all the new clothes from several brands that Shi Qingyue had liked in the past year.

After buying, she felt a little more calm, and it didn't take long to reopen the software again. There was nothing left to look at. She scanned various styles of clothes and compared Shi Qingyue's figure at a glance.

She knew the waistline. Three years ago, she secretly hugged her while she was asleep. In the past three years, she didn't know if she had lost weight. When should she measure it again?

When I thought about it this way, my mind ran away again, and the moment my eager paw was about to turn on the computer, the door was pushed open, and the secretary stood by the door: "Mr. Jiang, Mr. Gu is here."

The curled claws paused, and took them back with extreme restraint.

The glass door was pushed open, and the man walked in with a tired expression. People who had been dismissive of her in the past would now bow their heads when they saw her. The empire of wealth that the Jiang family had accumulated for a lifetime is now placed on her alone.

So even if she is a waste with a missing leg, no one dares to take it lightly.

She looked with interest on the man on the opposite side. In fact, if she wanted to make Gu Chuanjing go bankrupt, it would not be easy to bring down the Gu family, but it would be no problem to destroy Gu Chuanjing's small company.

As for why let him go?

How can he be happy if he is bankrupt and has no concerns? She didn't let him go bankrupt, and she went around begging for help with one last breath, bending down and bowing her head, losing all her pride and self-esteem, and then losing all the aura on which she lived in front of Jiang Zhiqing.

Gu Chuanjing has participated in school debates before, and it can be said that he is moved by emotion and understands reason. It is a pity that this person is Jiang Zhiyi.

She folded her hands in her heart, calmly and sharply stripped out every error in his logic and hints of trying to fool the past, and directly pressed all his projects into the dust.

After talking for half an hour, it ended with Gu Chuanjing's frustrated eyes closed. The slender fingers of the man who had never failed pressed his eyebrows, sulking in disgust.

"I don't seem to provoke President Jiang. Even if it is because of Zhiqing, it is a private matter. You shouldn't bring it into your work? Cooperation and win-win situation are good for everyone, isn't it?"

When facing someone other than someone, Jiang Zhiyi was sharp like a falcon, as if he had heard some great joke. She curled up the corners of her mouth and glanced at the man with the gaze of the clown, which made people shudder.

She slightly propped up her upper body and leaned closer on the table, with a shocking sense of pressure and a cold voice. She said every word: "You really thought I didn't know. Did you tell Song Zhiming three years ago?"

"Tell him, it was the dean who I brought over."

As if a basin of cold water poured down, Gu Chuanjing's fist tightened suddenly.

Three years ago, the day before the reunion of thousands of families, Song Zhiming got his transcript ahead of time because of his uncle, and his maths were unsurprisingly unpredictable and completely missed.

Contrast with his loss of soul is Jiang Zhiyi's outstanding achievements, and not only this incident. The day before the winter holiday and New Year, he went to ask Dun Sisi to forgive and start again. The girl slapped him and didn't look back, and she refused.

From beginning to end, the girl who was obsessed with him only said a word.

"Song Zhiming, I saw you wrong."

The future was not preserved like love. On the way back, I met Gu Chuanjing. The young man with an unusual background was holding his stolen mobile phone in his hand and stood quietly watching him in the dark.

He told him something that made him lose his mind almost instantly.

Where are there so many coincidences in this world? Someone poured water on their heads, but when they went back to change their clothes and kissed them, they were spotted by the dean of education.

There are no such coincidences in the world, but they can be carefully planned.

For example, Jiang Zhiyi once stole the USB flash drive of the dean of education and put it in the classroom for asking questions, and precisely blocked the time that the dean found out.

She has done a lot of research and is very familiar with the teaching habits of the dean. She clearly knows that the dean pays attention to reading aloud and usually opens the courseware only halfway through the course.

Her timing was so accurate that she silently put people to death when she was leaning against Shi Qingyi and pretending to be a little pitiful.

The day before the new year, Song Zhiming, who had a bit of wine because of depression, had red eyes, and the seventeen-year-old boy had a few words on his head. Coupled with love and a gloomy future, it was not surprising that he could do anything.

At that time, Gu Chuanjing just wanted to teach Jiang Zhiyi, who was using him as a gun, but he didn't expect Song Zhiming to be so crazy when he drank and drove into it.

after that--

He closed his eyes suddenly, the eyes of the woman in front of him were slightly curved, but the bottom of the eyes seemed to be poisoned: "What? Young Master Gu forgot about the wicked things you did so quickly? Song Zhiming had already treated you in prison. It was recruited—"

"Enough!" The man's expression was distorted for a moment. He has been considered a bright wind in his life. He used to be just to vent his anger to Zhiqing, but with such an ending, his sins could not be escaped.

If it spreads out, his usual image will be completely ruined, encouraging classmates to commit crimes, drunk and murder——

The young man stretched out his hand subconsciously. He didn't even know if he wanted to strangle the demon that punishes the heart, or just want to push her away. The blue veins violent in his hand, and the door was slammed open before it hit the person. , The woman in a white dress outside the door suddenly solidified, staring at his hand.

"Let me clean your hands—"

When the voice fell, Jiang Zhiyi fell all of a sudden. She couldn't grasp her balance after one leg was amputated, and her whole body crashed to the ground, making a painful grunt.

Gu Chuanjing's fingers twitched, and only a piece of air was touched by his fingertips—he almost doubted whether his sense of touch was wrong.

He had just clearly never pushed Jiang Zhiyi onto him.

The author has something to say: Jiang Zhiyi: Oh, I was injured and bullied (poorly)

Back Pot Guy Gu Chuanjing:? ? ! I'm not that I didn't! ! She wronged good people! !

Shi Qingyue: "..."