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Back at the apartment, Wu Xia went to pour Qiao Ruige a glass of warm water, but Qiao Ruige didn't pick it up. He leaned back on the sofa and looked at Wu Xia quietly, as if waiting for him to feed him.

Wu Xia sighed softly in her heart, stepped forward and knelt on the sofa, supported the back of Qiao Ruige's head with one hand, and slowly fed him water.

Qiao Ruige drank water well, took small sips, and after a while drank more than half of the glass, he shook his head and refused to drink any more.

He had always smelled of alcohol, and Wu Xia knew his drinking capacity a little bit. He wondered if he was drunk, so he couldn't help but sneer: "You like playing games that you can't take care of yourself?"

Qiao Ruige was not annoyed, and still stared at him quietly.

He stared at people without any strong emotions, but he looked at Wu Xia with a dry heart and felt uncomfortable.

Wu Xia turned back and put the water glass on the coffee table, and tried the temperature of Qiao Ruige's forehead with the back of his hand. It was not hot, so he felt relieved and asked, "How are you? Sit down or go take a bath?"

Young Master Qiao, who talked a lot along the way, didn't know what had happened to him at the moment, but he didn't speak, and his calm eyes were firmly fixed on Wu Xia.

Wu Xia didn't know what he was up to. He was already tired after working all day, and he didn't want to coax the young master anymore, so he got up and said, "Sit down, I'll take a bath."

The hot water was constantly pouring from the shower head, and the glass partition in the shower quickly fogged up.

With a soft "click", the bathroom door opened.

Wu Xia was throwing her head up into the water, when she heard the sound, she wiped her face and squinted her eyes to look out.

Through the foggy glass partition, he saw Qiao Ruige come in, take off his clothes and pants steadily, turn around and walk towards the shower room.

Wu Xia was stunned for a moment, and when Qiao Rui opened the glass door to come in, she took half a step back.He wouldn't know the purpose of Qiao Ruige's performance. Normally, he wouldn't want to resist, and even look forward to it, but today, he wasn't in that mood.

Seeing Qiao Ruige come to pick him up from get off work, he was actually happy, if not for Qiao Ruige's cold face when he got in the car, he would very much like to give Qiao Ruige a kiss.

Later, Qiao Ruige's inexplicable hedgehog-like attitude made him panic even more.He suspected that something happened to Qiao Ruige at the Qiao's family banquet that made the young master unhappy, but no matter whether he was unhappy or really drunk, this way of venting his anger on him if something happened Still not acceptable.

He thought, if Qiao Ruige wanted to fight hard, he wouldn't be polite to him. Anyway, Qiao Ruige's arm was healed, so there would be a fight at worst, and he was not afraid that the young master would threaten him with his injury.

But Wu Xia was wrong. Qiao Ruige didn't mean to force Bawang to bow. He closed the shower door, took off the shower head, and helped Wu Xia flush while giving him a bath.

The strength of his hands is well controlled, soothing and slightly exerting force, it looks like he just wants to help Wu Xia take a bath seriously.

Wu Xia felt nothing at first, but then gradually realized that something was wrong.

Qiao Ruige's hands on him didn't seem to have any irregularities, and he even avoided the important parts, but it's been almost two months since their relationship has undergone a qualitative leap. What parts of him are sensitive? Rig really knows it all too well.

Wu Xia wanted to ignore it, but the turbulent emotions in his heart and the increasingly irrepressible changes in his body made him feel more and more uncomfortable.

When Qiao Ruige's hand touched his chest again, Wu Xia raised his hand to grab Qiao Ruige's wrist, breathed steadily, and asked, "What exactly do you want?"

Qiao Ruige looked at him, raised his hand and hung the shower head back up, stroked Wu Xia's neck when he lowered his hand, rubbed the back of his neck lightly, bowed his head and kissed him.

I have to admit that Qiao Ruige's kissing skills are very good. When he wants to show tenderness and affection, no one can resist.

Wu Xia raised her head, at first she was forced to respond, but later she couldn't help herself.Qiao Ruige's kiss was delicate, lingering, and full of emotion, making him feel that he was being pampered thoughtfully and meticulously, and his breathing began to tremble.

Hot water hit their shoulders and flowed down their smooth and firm skin, and the atmosphere in the shower gradually heated up.

Qiao Ruige rubbed his hands on his back, grabbed his plump buttocks, palmed his thighs, and commanded in a deep voice: "Lift your legs."

Raising the leg is not difficult, but what makes Wu Xia difficult is that Qiao Ruige is more than a head taller than him. Even if he raises the leg, it is not a comfortable posture for both of them.

Wu Xia raised her hand to Qiao Ruige's chest, took a breath, turned around and said, "Still behind..."

Just halfway through the turn, Qiao Ruige grabbed his arm and twisted back. He raised his head in a daze: "Huh?"

Qiao Ruige looked down at him, his chest heaved slightly, his dark eyes seemed to be suppressing some abundant emotions, and he said, "I want to look at your face."

A simple sentence made Wu Xia's heart soften as if she was lying in a pile of cotton, soft, warm, and unwilling to move.

He put his arms around Qiao Ruige's neck, allowing Qiao Ruige to pick up one of his legs and tiptoe the other foot desperately.

He wanted to know why Qiao Ruige was unhappy today, and wanted to tell him that even if he wanted to lose his temper, he should let himself know the reason, and he also wanted to let him know how wronged he was in the face of his inexplicable bad mood.

But he didn't say anything, just kissed Qiao Ruige, tried his best to stand on tiptoe, narrowing the gap with Qiao Ruige.

The next day, Wu Xia put on his tie in front of the full-length mirror.He put on the high-end gray suit that Qiao Ruige prepared for him, the size fit unexpectedly, as if it was tailor-made for him.

Qiao Ruige stood not far behind him, squinting at him with a cigarette in his mouth, his eyes moved from his slender neck to his straight shoulders and then slowly down to his thin waist.

Wu Xia fastened his tie, adjusted his cuffs, and cast a consulting look at Qiao Ruige from the mirror.

Qiao Ruige held the cigarette between his fingers, stepped forward and put Wu Xia's shoulders on his shoulders, lowered his head and rubbed the tip of his nose on Wu Xia's neck, and murmured, "If I hadn't had to go out today, I would have put your whole body on your shoulders right now." take off."

Wu Xia kept a straight face and shrugged to avoid the young master's intimacy.

Qiao Ruige curled up his mouth and smiled, and put his arm around his shoulder: "Let's go."

When the car was on the road, Wu Xia gradually realized that something was wrong. This was not the usual road to Qiao Ruige's company. He wondered, "Where is this going?"

Qiao Ruige didn't answer him, and the driver, Uncle Li, remained silent until the car stopped. Secretary Han, who had already been waiting at the gate, stepped forward and opened the door. Several backbones of Qiao Ruige's subordinates were in a state of bewilderment.

He raised his head and saw clearly the well-known building in the whole province in front of him. He vaguely remembered that this was the headquarters building of the Qiao Group.

Following Qiao Ruige into the building, a staff member stepped forward to lead the way, guiding them into the elevator and going upstairs.Qiao Ruige never mentioned it to Wu Xia, so no one else would have thought of telling him. Wu Xia was at a loss and uneasy. He didn't know what he was doing here today. He wanted to ask, but seeing Secretary Han and the others also looked serious, he didn't want to. Showing timidity, he had no choice but to purse his lips tightly and follow behind Qiao Ruige.

The elevator stopped on the 15th floor, and after getting out of the elevator, there was a spacious long corridor. Qiao Ruige took the lead and walked out, looking down at his mobile phone while walking. There were footsteps approaching from the opposite side. He looked up and slowly slowed down. Wu Xia, Secretary Han and others who followed behind also slowed down.

It was Qiao Xinda and his team who were walking towards them, all in suits and leather shoes, they looked like elites at first glance.

The people on both sides met in the middle of the corridor and stopped.Qiao Xinda's scrutinizing eyes swept over Secretary Han and the others one by one, and finally stopped on Wu Xia.

Qiao Xinda frowned slightly, and withdrew his dissatisfied or disdainful eyes from Wu Xia, and looked at Qiao Ruige: "Since you have already returned, why bring some useless people?"

Wu Xia only felt her eyebrows twitch, and her face burned quickly.Qiao Xinda didn't name him, but anyone with a discerning eye knew who he was talking about. Wu Xia felt a dozen pairs of probing and contemptuous gazes from the opposite side, and felt a sense of humiliation that he had never felt before.

Qiao Ruige lowered his head and didn't know who he was replying to the message on the phone. After typing send, he locked the phone screen, handed the phone to Wu Xia, glanced at Qiao Xinda, and said lazily: "Who said no? use?"

Wu Xia held Qiao Ruige's cell phone in his hand, and his frozen body seemed to gradually regain consciousness.

Qiao Xinda frowned even tighter, and seemed to disapprove of Qiao Ruige's response. Just as he was about to say something more, Qiao Xinda clicked his tongue and said, "I don't need you to discipline me, do I?"

The corridor was extremely quiet, and the people on both sides remained vigilantly silent.

Qiao Xinda looked at Qiao Ruige for a while, his brows loosened, as if nothing had happened, he turned his head to a young secretary who looked like a secretary behind him and said, "Take Mr. Qiao to see his office."

He looked at Qiao Ruige again and said, "I didn't expect you to come up directly. I wanted you to get acquainted first."

Qiao Ruige sneered: "No, let's start the meeting directly. I don't need a tour guide in this building. Besides, I'm not interested in the office environment you prepared for me."

When she sat down in the meeting room, Wu Xia felt the slight sweat on her back.

He didn't expect to come to the headquarters of Qiao's Group today, let alone such a tense situation.

Just like in Qiao Ruiger's company, he sat behind Qiao Ruiger with lowered eyes, trying to hypnotize himself and pretended to be a transparent person. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Qiao Xinda standing up and introducing Qiao Ruiger who was sitting on his left .

"From today, Mr. Qiao Ruiger will serve as the vice president of the group."

Just one sentence, no more explanation.

There was not very enthusiastic applause in the meeting room, Wu Xia looked at Qiao Ruige worriedly, and saw that he had an indifferent expression on his face, with a hint of boredom at the corners of his eyes and brows.

At the meeting, we first talked about an acquisition case. Qiao Xinda turned to look at Qiao Ruige and asked, "The materials have been sent to you yesterday. Do you have any questions?"

Qiao Ruige didn't make a sound, and glanced at the people he brought here, and one of the backbone stood up and said: "We have studied and analyzed the information provided by Mr. Qiao overnight, and the acquisition plan has been completed at present. With a preliminary idea, the specific content is still being perfected.”

Wu Xia had met this backbone several times in Qiao Ruige Company, and vaguely remembered that he seemed to be a manager in charge of daily operations in the company, and his impression was not very deep, but seeing that he responded calmly and neither humble nor overbearing, he felt inexplicably relieved, as if he himself Then I gained confidence.

However, the manager's answer obviously did not satisfy Qiao Xinda. He looked serious, pondered for a while, motioned for the manager to sit down, and then said: "This acquisition is very important to our Qiao Group. To put it conservatively, it can bring more than four or five times the profit to the group in the past five years, so when the chairman proposed to hand over the acquisition case to Vice President Qiao, I didn't quite agree."

He turned to Qiao Ruige and said: "I said this in front of you yesterday, I don't think it's wise for you or the group to take over such an important acquisition as soon as you come back, but , Chairman..."

Qiao Xinda tapped on the conference table with his fingers, but didn't say any more.

However, all the people present here are smart people, so they are naturally aware of the unfinished meaning in his words.

The current chairman of the Qiao Group is still Qiao Mingshan, the grandfather of Qiao Xinda and Qiao Ruige. To put it bluntly, what Qiao Xinda said is to let everyone know that Qiao Ruige will return to the Qiao Group to take charge of such an important acquisition. They were all orders from grandfather Qiao Mingshan behind his back. It had nothing to do with Qiao Ruige's ability, but because he had the huge backing of Qiao Mingshan.

Wu Xia's hand on his lap silently clenched into a fist. Qiao Xinda's sarcasm to Qiao Ruige in front of all his subordinates made him angry. His company was running well, and he didn't understand why Qiao Mingshan suddenly wanted to call Qiao Ruige back to the headquarters.

When they are recalled, they have to face a critical cousin. Could it be possible that such two brothers can still make people believe that "brothers are of one heart, and their profits cut through gold"?

He vaguely understood the reason for Qiao Ruige's inexplicable thunder spots last night, and when he looked at Qiao Ruige again, he felt a little distressed.

Qiao Ruige, who had been targeted since the beginning of the meeting, seemed oblivious to the gazes around him, he raised his hand and flipped through the meeting materials in front of him, clicked his tongue impatiently, and said, "You guys are used to talking so much nonsense in meetings? "

Wu Xia almost laughed out loud, but quickly bit her lip to hold back.

There was some traffic jam on the expressway back to the city, Luo Yuchuan patiently drove the car and followed the traffic flow, and occasionally glanced at Jiang Miao in the passenger seat with a very relaxed expression.

Missing the National Day holiday, the two of them found a nearby small town with beautiful scenery during the Mid-Autumn Festival. They stayed in a mountain villa for two days. Some places to play.

Jiang Miaowo was swiping his phone on the passenger seat. During the two days in the villa, his phone was turned off. Now that he is on, he first checks WeChat to see if there is any important news, and then opens Weibo. Tips for following and being circled.

He froze for a moment, ignored the attention, clicked on the reminder of being circled first, and after watching it for a while, he understood the reason for the sudden enthusiasm.

The Weibo of Yao Jiangshu's studio posted a group of photos he tried to shoot on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, revealing the news that he was making a costume album, and circled his Weibo, saying, "Thanks to photographer Xiaojiang for his hard work, looking forward to There will be a perfect harvest next year!"

That group of photos should have been carefully selected by Yao Qing from his test shots. There are six photos in total, belonging to three scenes, each with two costumes.

This microblog already has thousands of likes, nearly ten thousand comments and retweets, which is rare for a Beijing opera performer like Yao Jiangshu.

Jiang Miao clicked on the comments below with trepidation. Most of them were fans of Yao Jiangshu expressing their expectations for the album, and some of them were passers-by who had read the forwarding to express their surprise.

"I didn't expect the costumes and stage photos to be so beautiful. I suddenly wanted to listen to the show. I didn't understand it at all. Is there any advice from seniors?"

"I still don't know much about traditional art, Mr. Yao is so beautiful!"

"Please popularize science! Please guide me!"

……

Of course, there are also very few people who expressed concern.They were basically fans of Yao Jiangshu's theater. After watching Jiang Miao's Weibo, they were worried that this young photographer would not be able to grasp the charm of Peking Opera, and would not be able to capture Yao Jiangshu's demeanor and sex.

However, under these worried comments, other fans have persuaded them.

"Believe in Mr. Yao's choice."

"After reading these photos, I think they are well shot. Don't judge people by their age."

"Yes, Mr. Yao's strict requirements on art are obvious to all of us as veteran theater fans. I personally look forward to this album."

"I personally feel that the filming was very good, and we should support and encourage it."

"Don't pour cold water on it. At least it seems that the response received so far is good. Let's wait and see."

……

"What are you looking at so fascinated by?" Luo Yuchuan asked aloud.

Jiang Miao came back to her senses: "Ah, the Weibo of Mr. Yao's studio posted a few photos I took, and tweeted me. I'm reading the comments below."

Luo Yuchuan asked with interest: "How to say?"

Jiang Miao picked and read a few, and Luo Yuchuan nodded: "It's pretty good, but there are still many voices of affirmation."

"Well," Jiang Miao scratched the page, "I also gained a lot of fans."

Luo Yuchuan smiled: "Our kids are going to be on fire."

Jiang Miao blushed, and said embarrassedly, "What kid?"

Luo Yuchuan smiled and said nothing, reached out and rubbed his head.

"Should I respond?" Jiang Miao asked.

"It should." Luo Yuchuan nodded.

Jiang Miao thought for a while, forwarded this Weibo, and wrote: "Thank you Mr. Yao for your trust, I will continue to work hard!"

It was already evening when they returned to the city, and the two of them simply had dinner outside before returning home. Just as they put away their luggage, Jiang Miao's cell phone rang, and when she picked it up, it turned out to be a call from Hu Chengjie.

Ever since I saw Hu Chengjie win an award on the news last time, and Jiang Miao sent a congratulatory text message without receiving a response, the two have not been in touch for nearly two months. Even if Jiang Miao left the studio, they have not seen each other for several months .

"Hello, Brother Jie." Jiang Miao picked up the phone.

There was silence on the phone for a while, and Hu Chengjie's slightly hoarse voice came out: "Jiang Miao, are you free now?"

Jiang Miao was stunned: "I'm free, what's the matter with you? Have a cold?"

"No..." Hu Chengjie was silent for a while, "Let's meet up, I'll send you the location, I'm at 2207."

Hu Chengjie hung up the phone and sent a location, which showed that it was a hotel.

Luo Yuchuan came over: "Is it Hu Chengjie?"

Jiang Miao nodded: "Well, he asked me to meet at the hotel."

Luo Yuchuan looked at the wall clock on the wall. It was almost nine o'clock. He looked at Jiang Miao: "Want to go?"

Jiang Miao frowned slightly: "His voice doesn't sound right, I'm a little worried."

Luo Yuchuan picked up the coat on the sofa: "I'll give it to you."

Jiang Miao couldn't bear it: "Come on, you've been driving all day today, how tired you are, I can go by myself."

Luo Yuchuan smiled, put his shoulders on his shoulders and walked towards the door: "It's okay, you go up alone, I'll wait in the car, call me if you need something."

Jiang Miao hesitated for a while, then nodded.

The author has something to say:

Just to clarify, this article will be updated every other day.

Some readers said that some chapters cannot be seen. This seems to be a problem with Jinjiang. It is really impossible to read. You can enter my column, there is a Weibo link on it, and you can click on Weibo to see other reading channels.

It's going to be a holiday~~~