First-Class Lawyer - Chapter 113

[Chapter 112 Law Firm Cocktail Party (3)]

Only one floor lamp was turned on in Joe’s room, and the not-so-bright light made the whole floor-to-ceiling window of the balcony set off with a water color.

It is enough for the two to see the sake bottle and glass without affecting the interest of chatting.

Young Master Qiao took some ice cubes and threw it into the glass. The clack was very clear, which made the night very quiet.

He poured the wine, put one of the cups in front of Gu Yan, took a sip from the other, and let the cold wine turn his tongue twice before swallowing it slowly.

Gu Yan didn’t rush him either, he drank a little with the cup on his lips, and his eyes fell on the blurry night scene outside the floor-to-ceiling window.

This is the advantage of Gu Yan as a friend. He has enough patience to wait for you to sort out your emotions and speak. If you really don’t know where to start, he will help you to start your head lightly at the right time.

“Because of Manson?” Gu Yan didn’t even look at Qiao’s face, so he just mentioned it.

Joe raised his eyebrows: “You can see this?”

After he was surprised, he nodded again, and said clearly: “That’s right, you can’t see it. There is indeed a reason for this, maybe it was yesterday. I went to the hospital and saw what Manson looked like. Later, I contacted the police again, and when I met Zhao Zemu once, I remembered a lot of things from my childhood.”

“As I told you, we actually had a very close relationship when we were young. Yes, it is much better than now. Maybe there are a lot of interest chains in the interaction between parents, but we play very pure, if we are angry, we will be together, and if we are not angry, we will get out. Zhao Zemu is older than us, and used to always Manson and I ran into trouble, he helped save our lives at critical moments, Manson did the most stupid things, and he helped Manson clean up the mess more than twice as often as me…”

“You Isn’t it interesting to talk about people? The friendship that took life, slowly, it is really estranged. Now one is lying in the hospital and the other is sitting in the detention center, and it is estimated that there will be no chance of contact in the future. The most ironic thing is that my relationship with Manson is slowly getting better because of this incident.”

“…I don’t really want to believe that Zhao Zemu would do such a thing because of the reasons he said. Manson should also be unwilling to believe it.”

Qiao took another sip of wine and asked half-truth with frowning: “Why? You see, I don’t have these problems with you, and the friends I met later also don’t have these problems.”

Gu Yan said, “I met too early.”

Qiao was stunned for a moment, “Huh?”

“I met too early, the concept Consciousness has not yet been formed, and it has not experienced the stage of the greatest changes. You are changing, and the other party is also changing, so it is easy to go in the opposite direction.”

Qiao nodded, “That’s right, we have already known each other in college, and we are almost finalized. , it fits well, and no matter how you change it, it will be fine-tuning at most.”

Gu Yan said “um”.

Joe looked at the garden downstairs, the shadows of the trees mottled by the lights.

I don’t know what he was thinking. After a while, he mumbled again, “We may be influenced by our family. If Zhao Zemu is not the Zhao family who depends on others, if Manson and the old family are not Well, I lived far away from my grandmother when I was a child…”

Gu Yan thought about it and said, “Then you may not know each other at all.”

Qiao: “…” The

young master was blocked firmly, Pretending to be dissatisfied, he suffocated half a glass of wine, and then he burst into laughter.

Gu Yan glanced at him: “Drinking too much?” Young

Master Qiao waved his hand, “No, it’s interesting to be demolished so coldly by you.”

“Hey, you know, when I was very young, there were often afternoon tea parties between several families, and my parents would invite many people who had business dealings. Most of the people who came to the party would bring their children with them. Adults are in the circle of adults, and little devils are in the circle of little devils, which is equivalent to making contacts in advance. Few people will miss this opportunity. But I remember that there are a few families that never bring children. Not only do they not bring them, but they are well hidden. .” Master Qiao slumped back in the chair, recalling many things relaxedly.

“Can you hide it?” Gu Yan asked casually.

Joe nodded: “If you have the heart, you can protect it very strictly. Of course, it’s hard to hide if it really develops into my family and the Manson family. There are ways to hide those who don’t reach this size. I remember seeing you when I was a child. I used to have a very low-key and kind couple, I can’t remember the specific appearance, but I remember that both of them are the same as the picture, they seem to be surnamed Lin? I’ve never seen it before. Not only have I never seen it before, but no one even knows what the surname is. At first I thought it was a pity, but then… I’m glad.”

Gu Yan felt a little strange when he heard it, and looked at Qiao, “Fortunate? ‘

Joe didn’t answer right away.

He drank the wine in the glass, took another half glass of ice, and got some for himself. The golden-brown liquor penetrated down the ice cubes, and soon rounded the edges and corners of the ice cubes, and a thin layer of water vapor covered the wall of the glass.

Joe wiped the layer of water vapor with his thumb, and said, “Somehow I had a dream a few days ago when I was a child. At that time, I had a good relationship with the old fox…”

He started the topic suddenly, and he actually took the initiative to talk about it. Get up his dad.

This made Gu Yan a little surprised, and at the same time, he also vaguely realized… Qiao’s so-called mind should be referring to this.

“I remember every time I went back to the racecourse, when I couldn’t get on the stirrups and clamored for a ride, he would carry me on his shoulders and walk around watching the horses. He was actually quite old at that time. My sister graduated from college and started studying. I’m in touch with company affairs.”

He recalled it for a while, and then said, “Really…it’s pretty good.”

“He’s actually been really nice to the family,” Joe said, “but then I found out…he’s not sure about outsiders. I’ve heard him on the phone a few times, talking to old Manson or someone else, discussing some things. Things. I can’t remember the specific content clearly, breaking someone’s resource line or forcing someone…”

He was very reluctant to recall these, and his tone also became anxious when he spoke.

“Anyway, I was young at the time, and the tone made me very uncomfortable. After that, I suddenly became suspicious. Once I heard that something had happened to someone, I began to unconsciously think about the old fox, even though there was no basis for speculation. Not at all.”

Joe took a sip of wine and suppressed the emotion.

After a long delay, he shrugged and said to Gu Yan, “You know what happened next, maybe it’s because of my mood. I’ve been sick for a long time, and I’ve been having a fever on and off. Now my mind is so stupid, I guess it’s a blessing. It was given to me at the beginning.”

Gu Yan knew about Qiao’s intermittent illness, and his so-called repetition was during that time.

But he didn’t know the reason for his illness.

Maybe it was because of a complete fallout with his father, and then Joe took a completely opposite path—

his father paid attention to making friends and looked at interests, and he just looked at his mood. Except for the childhood friends who played with each other when we were young, the rest are friends when they are angry, and get out of the way when they are not.

His father was scheming, and he was heartless and did everything at will.

His father was good at taking advantage of his own hands, so he sent it out and took care of all his friends.

“Actually, the old fox has been quiet for many years,” Joe said. “I asked my sister to drag him, so that he would not get too close to the Mansons. It has been quite effective over the years. So I never want to mention it, saying It’s not interesting except to add to the crowd. But recently, the old Manson family was almost completely taken over by those two brothers, and they danced fiercely. I heard my sister complain that the Manson family has recently started to get involved with the old fox.”

Master Qiao looked bad, “The devil knows what crazy things they can do, I haven’t slept well in the past few days.”

Gu Yan: “No wonder.”

“What’s no wonder?”

“I heard Milo Manson talk about your father before. Tomorrow arrives, usually you can avoid this kind of situation.” Gu Yan said, “This time it’s so abnormal, I was going to ask you what happened.”

Qiao was in a bad mood, and he was overwhelmed by these things. For a long time, if it weren’t for the fact that the Manson Brothers had recently re-linked to his father, he might not have found the urge and opportunity to talk to others.

It would have been easier to say it, but when he heard Gu Yan’s worry, his mood turned from cloudy to sunny.

The environment in which he lived should have been full of suspicion, fighting, emptiness, and incredulity. But because of a friend like Gu Yan, everything is different. Because their first reaction when they hear something will never be suspicion, but “Are you okay?” “Are you okay?” “Never mind

, take a step by step. My sister is staring at the company, and I’m staring at the company. Here it is. I’ve hated it for years, and I don’t want that old fox to become more annoying to me,” Joe said.

He drank the last bit of wine in one gulp, slammed the full glass, and said to Gu Yan, “I don’t seem to have ever toasted you seriously.”

Gu Yan: “What?”

“What, what, make up!” Qiao smiled and knocked on his glass, “To my best friend.”

Gu Yan raised his eyebrows in response, and simply drank the wine in the glass.

Young Master Qiao was so excited that he took the wine bottle and tried to shove it into his glass.

Gu Yan held the mouth of his cup, “No. You can keep the rest for yourself, my intern has a very pointed nose.”

Qiao was very puzzled: “What if it smells? I’m afraid he’ll be greedy and drink .”

He said, “hiss” again, “I’ve actually wondered for a long time, why do you care about what he eats and what he drinks? This is not allowed to be touched, and that is not allowed to move. It’s so strange, isn’t it?”

Gu Yan stood up, put the wine glass down, rubbed his neck, and said, “Don’t you care about Ke Jin like that?”

“That’s different!” Qiao said.

Gu Yan: “Why is it different?”

Young Master Qiao glanced in the direction of Ke Jin’s door, “I like him.”

Gu Yan nodded, looked at the night scene outside for a while through the floor-to-ceiling window, and said calmly, “That’s the same.”

Qiao stood there for a minute and digested it, but he didn’t understand it, and asked in a daze: “No, wait, what’s the same?”

Gu Yan glanced at him lightly, “I like him so I stay here. Is there something wrong with taking care of him?”

Because his tone was so natural, Qiao nodded subconsciously and said, “No problem.”

Gu Yan didn’t stay any longer, he said hello and went out of the room. He had just passed half of the living room when the door of Young Master Qiao was slammed open again behind him.

The exclamation came through the mold: “Who do you say you like?”

Maybe because he was too excited, the end sound was split.

[End of This Chapter]