Unexpectedly, he met Gu Qian here. When he came in, someone gave up his seat next to Song Suihuan.
He sat down politely and glanced at Song Suihuan's wine, "Do you have a good drinking capacity?"
In order to attract investment, she had to drink with him, "It's okay."
Gu Qian signaled the waiter to bring over some juice and poured a glass for Song Suihuan.
Each investor's eyes were bright and he kept introducing his company's business.
Gu Qian is a humble man and doesn't put on airs. Just listening to his words, one would never imagine that he is the CEO of the Gu family.
Song Suihuan sat aside and listened silently.
Gu Jin understood Song Suihuan's purpose in just a few exchanges, and in a few words of praise, the investors wisely invested more funds in the Song family in order to build relationships.
After the meal, Song Suihuan said, "Thank you, brother, for helping me."
"No one else is here, just call me A Qian." Gu Qian took off his glasses and wiped them, a little unsteady on his feet, and got a little closer to Song Suihuan, realizing her alienation, "A Qi asked me to take care of you, I As a big brother, I will naturally take care of you."
"Care? What kind of care?"
Gu Jin's voice sounded from the other side of the corridor.
Song Suihuan looked over and saw Gu Jin walking slowly from the darkness, like a Rakshasa in the night.
There was no big expression on his face, and his eyes were cold. His eyes fell on Song Suihuan's hand holding Gu Qian and then moved away.
Gu Qian stood up slowly and said, "I was eating here and met Sui Huan by chance. I came over to say hello."
"Accidental or necessary, who knows?" Gu Jin's voice was a little colder than before.
At this time, another box door opened and several Gu employees came out.
They looked at the three people in the corridor without knowing why, with a strong sense of gossip.
The expression on Gu Qian's face remained unchanged and he took a few steps forward, "Let's go home after you've finished eating."
Song Suihuan took her bag and followed everyone out of the hotel.
The sound of her leather shoes hitting the ground followed her unhurriedly until she reached the parking lot. There was an investor who hadn't left yet.
Seeing Song Suihuan, he walked over and said, "Miss Song, please speak kind words for me with Mr. Gu. Song's investment will be indispensable in the future."
Before Song Suihuan could speak, he added, "This car was given to you by Mr. Gu. Miss Song is so lucky."
The man said goodbye and left. Song Suihuan got into the car, but Gu Jin quickly stopped her from closing the car door.
The man's tall figure stood beside the car, feeling oppressive. He held the car door with one hand and lifted Song Suihuan's chin with the other.
"Use me?" Gu Jin was extremely angry and her tone was not good.
"Yeah." Song Suihuan admitted frankly.
"..." Gu Jin used force on her hands and liked to hurt her. "Have you thought about the consequences?"
"If you don't give the project to the Song family, I will have to help." Song Suihuan didn't realize that this sentence was a little jealous.
"Blame me?" Gu Jin leaned forward and approached Song Suihuan, "Does Song Juanyi know that you are so filial? Does she ever think about you when she is busy every day?"
Song Suihuan felt embarrassed. She clenched her fists and said, "It's none of your business."
"It's none of my business to use my car for errands?" Gu Jin changed the subject again.
"What do you want?" Song Suihuan felt a little angry.
Gu Jin asked Song Suihuan to sit in the passenger seat while he drove to the North District.
Half an hour later, the car arrived at a tattoo shop. The shop was decorated in a retro style. The owner was a young man with ten earrings on each ear. He was dressed very fashionably.
Song Suihuan suddenly regretted coming here with Gu Jin. The tattoo hurt, and this shop didn't look very reliable.
Gu Jin seemed to be familiar with the store owner. After entering the store, she picked up the tools skillfully and asked, "Can you lend me your tools?"
"Based on the cost of the tattoo," the man said.
"Forget it." Gu Jin said as he led Song Suihuan into the room inside.
Surprisingly, the room was very clean and all the props were disinfected once. Gu Jin asked Song Suihuan to undress and lie down.
"There is anesthetic, but you probably don't need it," he said.
"..." Song Suihuan felt that things were getting more and more outrageous. She remembered being held down, "Don't move, the tattoo will become crooked after a while."
"What are you going to tattoo for me?"
"I don't know, just make up your mind."
"..."
The needle pierced the skin, causing slight pain. Song Suihuan found it bearable, and after a while he fell asleep listening to the buzzing sound.
Unexpectedly, she dreamed of Gu Jin.
The young boy, standing under the flag stand, looks so beautiful.
At that time, Song Suihuan was still an extremely transparent high school student. She stood in the far corner of the playground and watched silently.
The scene changed. Song Suihuan wanted to climb over the wall to buy milk tea, but accidentally bumped into Gu Jin, who was smoking in the corner.
The two looked at each other, and Gu Jin put the cigarette into Song Suihuan's hand before the teacher came after her.
Afterwards, Song Suihuan was punished to read a confession in front of all the teachers and students in the school. Gu Jin helped her adjust the microphone.
From that day on, there were a lot of rumors about the two of them, until later the genius boy fell off the altar, and the person who spread the rumors with Song Suihuan became another person.
The young man was wearing a blue and white school uniform, smiling softly in the wind. Song Suihuan squinted his eyes and couldn't tell who it was.
"Huo Qi..." she called out.
Then I felt pain in my chest.
Gu Jin's needle pricked Song Suihuan's snow-white skin, and a drop of blood came out.
"Okay." Gu Jin said coldly, and he stood up to pack his tools.
Song Suihuan was still immersed in that dream and didn't come back to her senses for a long time. Gu Jin ignored her and went out.
Song Suihuan put on her clothes, and the skin on her chest was red. If you look carefully, you can see the shape of a butterfly.
She didn't expect Gu Jin to be so skilled. She somehow thought of a saying that if a person brands you, then you will belong to him forever.
After a while, Song Suihuan went outside. Gu Jin was chatting with the shop owner. When he saw her, he only glanced at her lightly.
"You can take one girl at a time," the shop owner teased.
Gu Jin didn't speak, her face had no expression, and she looked a little indifferent.
The shop owner looked at Song Suihuan and said, "I heard you like this before. Why did you change the taste?"
"You talk a lot." Gu Jin stood up and gave him a kick. "I'll transfer the money to you later."
At this time, Gu Jin's phone rang. He picked it up, his expression and tone softened, and he knew who was calling even without saying anything.
"Brother Sumire, I..."
Qin Yao spoke intermittently, and it took a while before she understood that someone was harassing her at the nightclub, and Rourou started to fight her.
"I'll be right over." Gu Jin hung up the phone and looked at Song Suihuan, "Are you going back by yourself?
Song Suihuan turned around and walked towards the parking place. She didn't know if Ao's movements were too big, but she felt the burning pain in the skin on her chest seeping into her heart.
When the wind blew, she wrapped her clothes tightly.
…
During the meeting the next day, the incident of Gu Jin beating someone up at a nightclub broke out and the whole city knew about it.
Gu Qian stopped the meeting and asked Song Suihuan to handle the matter.
When she arrived at the police station, Qin Yao was sitting on a chair. She hadn't slept all night, and her eyes were obviously dark.
Song Suihuan handed over a bottle of water, and Qin Yao swept it away, "Don't be so pretentious here."
