Prodigal son

When Qiao Jingan knew that he had been beaten into the hospital, his expression was not very good. He thought that although he was not a martial arts master in his previous life, he had both documents and documents.

The wound on the leg has almost healed, and the wound on the forehead has also healed, leaving only a shallow scar, which cannot be seen with the bangs covering it, but the color of the hair is not very good, the golden color dazzles the eyes.So after staying in the hospital for two weeks, Qiao Jingan was able to leave the hospital.

The servant who came to pick him up was good-looking, but his attitude towards him was not respectful enough. Thinking of his elder brother whom he had only met once, he felt relieved. This person obeyed his elder brother's order, so he was naturally his elder brother. Of course, in the eyes of these people, his lost brother cannot get the respect his master deserves.

He is a generous son, um, so he can understand.

The nurse packed his things for him, and reminded him vaguely not to anger the current head of the Qiao family, and kept rambling on.

Qiao Jingan looked at the woman who helped him pack his things. Although he learned from the book that most of the women here are independent and have their own opinions, their kind nature is regardless of time and place, just like the woman in front of him. A helper may be nothing in front of that landlord Qiao Chen, but at this moment, she will still remind herself.

Sure enough, women are beautiful.

Thanks to the nurse who has been taking care of her, Qiao Jingan took the small bag of clothes from the nurse, opened the door and saw a man standing against the wall outside the door.

"Hi, Second Young Master, I'm Shen Jun, the president's assistant. The president asked me to take you home." After speaking, he took the bag from Qiao Jingan's hand spontaneously, and then reached out to shake Qiao Jingan's hand.

The communication etiquette learned finally came into play, which made Qiao Jingan feel much better. With a smile on his face, he nodded lightly and shook hands with the other party, "I'm sorry."

Shen Jun withdrew his hand a little uncomfortably. Qiao Jingan himself had met him once in the CEO's office. When he saw him, he was arguing fiercely with the boss. He did not expect that he would be such an elegant person after amnesia.

I began to understand the boss's expression when he came out of the hospital that day. After all, it is always unbelievable for a big bad wolf to switch to a vegetarian diet, not to mention that the second son of the Qiao family has become polite, and the end of the world will be premature before 2012?

Out of the hospital gate, before Qiao Jingan could react, he saw a group of people rushing up, their faces were full of excitement, they were quite a bit like those women who threw flowers and handkerchiefs for him in the previous life, but those who carried a black ball on their shoulders What are the men coming up to do?

Shen Jun glanced at Qiao Jing'an, who was calm, and then at the media reporters who swarmed up.

"Master Qiao Er, about this injury, is it because of a girl?"

"Second Master Qiao, it is rumored that you are at odds with the current head of the Qiao family. Is this rumor true?"

"Second Master Qiao, it is said that during your hospitalization, the current head of the Qiao family only visited you once. Does this mean that your brothers have a bad relationship?"

"Second young master..."

Qiao Jingan frowned slightly. These people are even more noisy than the market ladies in Luoyang City. They are just secretly interested in the private affairs of other people's houses. Why do they ask the person concerned? This is really rude. Could it be that Is it the all-pervasive "reporters" and "paparazzi" mentioned in the book?

When the reporter saw Qiao Jingan frowned, some people began to think that this bad-tempered young master Qiao Er was going to scold him, right?Thinking about it this way, the reporters became even more bloody, scold, scold, as long as Qiao Ershao swears, they will have something to write in tomorrow's report.

"Don't you all ask me questions without asking?" Qiao Jingan looked at the group of people in front of him rather disapprovingly, "It's understandable to be interested in other people's private affairs, but it's not good to be rude when asking others, and it's also wrong to ask others. There should be a sequence, why are you so noisy? You are interested in my brother's question, you should ask him himself."

The reporters were dumbfounded, Qiao Ershao started to take the kindergarten teacher route?

Qiao Jingan saw that these reporters seemed to have remorse, so he nodded in satisfaction, "My brother and I have a very good relationship, thank you for your concern. As for the incident of hurting people, I think you should ask the gentleman who hurt me more. If you have any questions, you can ask the person next to me, and he can answer for me." As a master, it is rare to speak so many words. The elder brother of a landlord has no self-cultivation, so he doesn't expect his elder brother's people to be very successful, and he has to take care of these things himself.

Shen Jun rubbed his nose and put on a smirk from the social circle, "Dear reporters, the rumors outside are not true. Today the president asked me to pick up Er Shao because the president has a big client that needs to be seen. Please make room now. The Second Young Master has just been discharged from the hospital and still needs to recuperate, so please raise your hands high."

Seeing this man named Shen Jun negotiating with these reporters, Qiao Jingan stood quietly aside with his hands behind his back, neither impatience nor anger on his face, so quiet that some reporters found it strange that this second young master Qiao was not easy to get along with, and even There have been incidents of beating reporters, and today is so quiet, it is really not used to.

With the help of the hospital staff, the reporter was finally sent away. Shen Jun led Qiao Jingan into the car. After hesitating for a while, he said, "Second Young Master, the president asked me to pick you up to the president's villa, you..."

"Of course these are arranged by my brother," Qiao Jingan nodded with a smile, hiding his curiosity. It's really a novel thing that a person can move forward while sitting in such a box, but since it's something common in this world, That's not a novelty. Although he hadn't seen these things in his previous life, he had seen many rare treasures. His good upbringing allowed him to face any novel things without showing a rude expression.

"Then, Er Shao, you fix your seat belt, I'm going to drive," Shen Jun shuddered, he had already thought of the president's dark face, because the president himself didn't expect Er Shao to go to his villa Let's face it, the second young master after amnesia is indeed terrifying, killing people invisible.

Glancing at the seat belt on Shen Jun's body, Qiao Jingan slowly buckled it up. When the car started, he thought in a good mood, this is very similar to the feeling of him racing horses with some young men in the city, except that no one seems to be riding a horse here. up.

He looked out of the window with some disappointment. He just left now, and he didn't know what would happen to the young lady who was betrothed to him by the Li family. After all, his early death was always bad for her daughter's family. It would be good to affect the reputation of her daughter's family.

"Second Young Master, since you are going to move to the CEO's villa, why don't you go to your house to pack up your things?" Shen Jun saw that Qiao Jing'an seemed to be distracted. For some reason, he thought that such Second Young Master was pitiful. So he said again that the boss would strangle him if he found out.

"Just ask someone to bring it to me sometime," Qiao Jingan didn't care much. His long-standing concept of life made him feel that such trivial things should not be done by himself, so he pulled the long golden hair on his forehead, He frowned, "Why is this hair different from yours?" Although he had seen barbarians with golden hair, he still had darker hair.

Of course it’s not like me, you change your hair color every now and then, even a chameleon can’t match your color-changing skills, “Your young master, do you want to change your hair color?”

"Can it be changed?" Qiao Jing felt relieved a lot. Although he can't adapt to many habits in this place, it is still very good to be able to change the hair color.

"Of course it can be changed," Shen Jun muttered in his heart, you can turn your hair into a rainbow, and he turned the car around, and he appointed the second young master Qiao to go to the hairdresser.

The designer of the hairdressing shop saw Qiao Jingan standing obediently on one side, with a fair and clean face, and he was very pleasing. He believed in his heart that this was the obedient young master raised by the family, so he trimmed Qiao Jingan's refreshing and quiet hair, and put it on Her golden hair was dyed black, and a clean and elegant young man came out of the oven.

All the way to Qiao Chen's villa, Shen Jun still had a sense of unreality. When will the second young master Qiao have such a clean, quiet and elegant side? If amnesia can make the prodigal son become like this, he hopes that all the prodigal sons in the world will be beaten up , and then lose their memory, the world will be beautiful.

"Why are you staring at me all the time?" Qiao Jingan was a little unhappy to be stared at by Shen Jun, frowned and said softly, "I'm not a man with a broken sleeve, so you're really rude."

Shen Jun was stunned for a long time before thinking in a daze, breaking his sleeves and splitting his peaches... He thought he had a crush on him?Thinking of it this way, Shen Jun was so scared that his whole body broke out in cold sweat. Even if he really wanted to break up, he only had a crush on the CEO. Why didn't he have his eyes on this kid? No, he likes women, women with big breasts.

The servants in the villa were also a little surprised to see Qiao Jingan, but as servants, they didn't want to meddle in the master's business, so they continued to do their own things after making tea for the two of them. It is the best policy to ensure personal safety.

Qiao Jingan took a sip of tea, frowned slightly, and gently put down the teacup. Of course, the young master also expressed dissatisfaction with the teacup, but his good self-cultivation prevented him from showing dissatisfaction. He only moved his body slightly. Still relatively novel.

"The president will be back soon, the second young master will wait for a while." Shen Jun was afraid that the second young master would become impatient and become a target if his temper flared up.

"Naturally, my brother is on the go, so I should wait for him." Qiao Jingan replied very naturally.

Shen Jun was a little tangled, why did he have the feeling that he was talking to Er Shao and the other party was Yangchun Baixue, and he was from Lower Liba? What kind of problem is this?

Qiao Chen drove into the villa, and when he got out of the car, he received sympathetic looks from the servants. He wondered, maybe...Shen Jun brought that prodigal son to him, right?

When he received the Nth sympathetic look, the straw called hope finally broke in his heart, because he heard the clear voice in the living room.

"I heard that my elder brother is a land... land investor, do you have to go out often on weekdays?"

Qiao Chen took a deep breath. Sure enough, he must have done something bad in his previous life.