Chapter 88

Gu Jiangkuo looked at the syringe, but his peripheral vision was always on that figure. He couldn't mistake it; it was the guy who attacked him in the amusement park.

Abu had been waiting here for four or five days before he finally waited for Gu Jiangkuo, but his target now was not Gu Jiangkuo himself, but his blood - he didn't want to have any direct confrontation with Gu Jiangkuo anymore.

Abu has many years of experience in managing the scene and has a formal master. He considers himself a "technical person", but technology is not worth mentioning in the face of absolute power.

This "future young master" is so strong that he really can't beat him.

Abu had been observing from the shadows, terrified of being discovered by Gu Jiangkuo and sparking another fierce fight. Seeing him draw blood, press the swab, and walk away, finding nothing unusual, he breathed a sigh of relief. He adjusted his cap, and in a flash, he dodged the surveillance cameras like a ghost and hid in a cubicle.

Gu Jiangkuo remained calm and did not move until all the tests were completed. Then he calmly returned to the waiting area in front of the blood drawing window and sat down.

Occasionally, a colleague would greet him, and Gu Jiangkuo would behave normally, just sitting there and not leaving.

I don't know how long I waited, but most of the people who had their physicals checked in the morning had left. The nurses who were counting the blood samples were checking them over and over again. Through the glass, I could vaguely hear them anxiously saying, "How could we lose this? What should we do?"

Gu Jiangkuo then stepped forward and said, "Hello, when is my turn? I've been here a long time ago, but my number hasn't been called yet."

The nurse asked, "What's your name? Let me check."

Gu Jiangkuo announced his name, and the eyes of several young nurses lit up. "So you haven't drawn your blood yet! That's great, I thought you lost it."

"It turned out to be an error in the calling system."

Gu Jiangkuo's eyes flickered, and he thought to himself, "As expected, that's the case." He calmly rolled up his other sleeve, exposing his arm.

Only one young nurse murmured suspiciously, "Why do I have some impression of him? I think I took blood from a male employee with a particularly good figure this morning..."

"Jiang's is such a big company, it's impossible that there is only one person with a good figure. He must not have drawn blood yet, so get to work."

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Gu Jiangkuo only understood today why Abu attacked him, but he chose to cooperate actively. What's the point of asking for someone's blood sample?

Once the idea of ​​a DNA test came up, all the things that happened in the past seemed to fall into place: the Gu family's ancestral handkerchief, Wang Weiguo's "confession", his father's life story...

If it is true as Nuonuo said, he is a descendant of the Nanyang Gu family...

Gu Jiangkuo was actually also looking forward to it. If that was true, he could at least get some wealth as start-up capital for his own business and build a career so that he could be worthy of Nuonuo.

But it was like a dream, and it still felt unreal to him. In the end, Gu Jiangkuo didn't tell anyone about it, as he was a little afraid that if he said it out loud, the dream would no longer work.

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By January 16, all the grades were finally recorded on the Yanlin University campus network. If there is a network in the world whose server is worse than that of the Chinese university and whose network is slower than that of Jinjiang, it must be the campus network.

Gu Jiangkuo patiently spent a whole morning before finally logging into Jiang Nuo's account.

He quickly glanced over the total score before looking up and saying, "The results are out."

Mr. Jiang was drinking a cappuccino at the moment. Hearing this, he even stopped drinking the coffee. There was still milk foam on his upper lip. He looked at Gu Jiangkuo stiffly, his face full of nervousness: "Did it pass?"

Gu Jiangkuo was so adorable by his dazed look that he forgot to speak for a moment. Boss Jiang had already stood up and walked around from behind the large mahogany desk, licking his lips nervously. "Speak up! Did you fail the exam? Which one did you fail?"

Damn it! I've been so busy with work these past few days that I forgot about my grades! I should have informed the school ahead of time, but now that they've been uploaded and published, it's impossible to change them!

"Nothing failed, all passed." Gu Jiangkuo said with a smile, "Eight of them flew over at low altitude, and three of them got good grades. The assault has such an effect, which is very good. Nuonuo, you are really a genius."

"I was so scared!" Mr. Jiang breathed a sigh of relief. "Why are you panting so hard when you talk?"

Gu Jiangkuo stood up, now a head taller than Jiang Nuo. He looked down at her instead of looking up at her. "Did you get scared? I was just wondering if I had contributed to your success."

President Jiang took a step back cautiously: "Are you trying to take credit again?"

Last time, he took credit for "taking notes for you for a semester" and held him close to him, only to have the soft seat turned into a hard one. Is Gu Dajiang trying to pull the same trick again? Where did his innocent, unpretentious bodyguard go? Why is he so cunning now?

Gu Jiangkuo lowered his eyes. President Jiang thought that he was going to perform tea art again. He had prepared himself mentally, ready to not compromise no matter how the other party pretended to be pitiful. However, Gu Jiangkuo did not retreat but advanced, step by step, and grabbed Jiang Nuo's wrist with one hand, and supported the back of his neck with the other big hand.

Mr. Jiang: “???”

"There's still milk stains on the corners of your mouth," Gu Jiangkuo said, "I'll help you clean it."

? WTF?

However, President Jiang didn't say a word, and was completely blocked. Gu Jiangkuo's breath was very overbearing, with a faint smell of tobacco and a refreshing mint scent. He must have secretly gone to the smoking room in the morning, and was afraid of annoying him, so he used mouthwash.

The kiss didn't last long, and Gu Jiangkuo reluctantly let him go. Before Mr. Jiang could lose his temper, he preemptively said, "Don't take credit for it. You're my boyfriend, so you can kiss me anyway."

Jiang Nuo: “…”

It is well-founded and cannot be refuted.

And this kiss is not disgusting. In fact, as long as Gu Jiangkuo knows how to control himself, kissing and hugging him, these intimate things are comfortable and pleasant.

But Mr. Jiang was afraid of spoiling him, so he coughed lightly and gave an excuse: "Not in the office. What if Xiao Wang breaks in again..."

"She won't do that anymore." Gu Jiangkuo said firmly, "Xiao Wang will remember to knock on the door in the future, and will stop anyone else who doesn't knock."

It seems that Assistant Gu was well prepared, and President Jiang can't even come up with a single word of justification now.

"Okay." Mr. Jiang admitted defeat, returned to his desk and continued to work.

Gu Jiangkuo looked at his handsome profile and felt a little itchy in his heart. His soft lips were so soft and sweet, but he only dared to taste them briefly. After all, Mr. Gu could still tell the difference between a full meal and a full meal.

But after tasting such delicacies, how can you not be greedy?

Jiang Nuo raised his eyes and met Gu Jiangkuo's burning gaze. His tailbone tensed for no apparent reason and he asked warily, "Why are you looking at me?"

"Oh," Gu Jiangkuo coughed lightly and said seriously, "I mean, the candlestick chart analysis of Shengchen New Energy has been completed, and our funds have been withdrawn in an orderly manner. Isn't it time to take action?"

"Yeah." Boss Jiang became excited when he mentioned this. "We've been setting up this scheme for so long, it's time to close it."

Jiang Nuo's eyebrows were smiling, and the warm winter sun shone on her eyes, making them as clear as glass beads. She looked like a snow-white cat that had been guarding a mouse hole for a long time. Her eyes were shining, and she was incredibly beautiful. "Use the corporate blue V that you applied for before to issue a withdrawal announcement."

Gu Jiangkuo: "Okay. But, Baimi Technology's official Weibo account has almost no followers. Is it any use?"

Jiang Nuo said: "Bai Mi Technology has few followers, but my personal account has many followers. If you post something, I will like it immediately."

As the saying goes, it takes a thousand days to train an army and only a moment to deploy it. He has been patiently being an "Internet celebrity" for so long, and letting his followers post so many daily videos regularly to maintain traffic. It is not just for the purpose of sharing his life.

Mr. Jiang will never be able to become a small-time internet celebrity who makes money from traffic, but how can he not take advantage of the traffic that is right in front of him? Businessmen must integrate all available resources and not miss a single cent.

Since Jin Lin can use his celebrity effect to cheat and make money in the stock market, he will use his own method to retaliate against him, making sure that Jin Lin cannot cheat innocent shareholders out of a single cent, and he can keep the money he has collected from the capital market.

"But your personal account only has a few hundred thousand followers." Gu Jiangkuo said worriedly, "Jin Lin is a top star, with tens of millions of followers."

"So simply fighting a war of public opinion isn't enough," Mr. Jiang said. "We also need to have solid evidence and a solid annual financial report. Our account is considered a support. Have you ever played the game? How much can a good support add to your game? It's not impossible to turn the tide against the odds with a good support. In this game, Mr. Zhao from Shengchen New Energy is the damage dealer, and we are the gold medal support."

Gu Jiangkuo shook his head, looked deeply at Jiang Nuo, and said, "You are not the auxiliary. You are the big boss hiding behind the scenes, controlling everything."

Mr. Jiang was flattered by this compliment and smiled so much that his eyes and eyebrows lit up: "It's not that great."

"Yes." The more Gu Jiangkuo looked at it, the more he couldn't let go of Jiang Nuo. "I'll write the copy now. Can I show it to you when I'm done?"

"Don't worry," Mr. Jiang said, "There's something more important that we haven't looked into yet."

"What?" What could be more important than a business involving billions of dollars?

Mr. Jiang said matter-of-factly, "Your final grades haven't been checked yet!"

"Don't worry, the campus network is very slow." Gu Jiangkuo said this, but his hands were honest. He used the mouse to open the website. Then, the usually slow network was unexpectedly smooth. After entering the student number for the first time, the results popped up:

"All A's!" Jiang Nuo was shocked. A top student was actually right next to him! Gu Jiangkuo had been running around all semester, and during the final intensive review, he didn't even study the textbook properly, and he was always explaining the questions to him. And yet he still managed to get top marks in all subjects. How smart was he?

"Gu Dajiang is amazing!" President Jiang was happy for him and felt a little proud of being a mentor. If he hadn't had the foresight to pull President Gu out of the quagmire of the construction site and brought him back to Yanlin to study, how could he have achieved what he has today?

President Jiang looked at Gu Jiangkuo with twinkling eyes, unable to help but admire him as a genius. "A 4.0 GPA? A 4 is the highest GPA in our school, right?"

Gu Jiangkuo had originally thought it was nothing, and the results were as expected—he'd thought the test was easy—but now, seeing Nuonuo's big reaction, he couldn't help but feel a little proud, and said modestly, "It's okay."

"Very good!" President Jiang moved closer, so close that Gu Jiangkuo could smell the pleasant scent of wild rose shampoo on him. He thought Nuonuo would give him some kind of reward like a kiss. His heart was pounding wildly. He stood still in anticipation, but he felt Jiang Nuon's soft palm come up and rub his chin, just like he was petting his large dog Wangcai at home, and he praised him, "Great, great!"

The author has something to say:

Gu Jiangkuo: How about you say good boy again?

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