Chapter 39
Jiang Nuo: "You're a part-time manager. You can work with the other project managers. If you encounter anything you don't understand, feel free to ask them for advice. If you see anything that doesn't make sense, feel free to report it to me. How about that?"
Doesn't this mean that Gu Jiangkuo has the power equivalent to the imperial sword? Moreover, it is the demolition and reconstruction of his own homestead, which allows him to return home in glory and show off in front of his uncle.
Gu Jiangkuo knew that he had only been a laborer who did heavy work before, which could not be considered as "work experience on the construction site" at all. Jiang Nuo did this for only one purpose, which was to deliberately support him.
But he never mentioned support.
Gu Jiangkuo felt warm in his heart. Why could Xiaonuo be so gentle?
"Okay." Gu Jiangkuo said in a hoarse voice.
"Thank you for your kindness," Gu Jiangkuo's chest was choked with sobs. Even if he just thought about it in his heart, he could only squeeze out these few words.
In fact, he is not a man who is not good at speaking, but when it comes to Jiang Nuo, he always feels that any words are pale and he can only use actions to do it.
Jiang Nuo suddenly beckoned him and commanded: "Lower your head."
Gu Jiangkuo didn't understand what was going on, but he didn't hesitate to follow orders. Then he felt his forehead being stroked by a hand that looked a little delicate due to being pampered.
"Does it still hurt?" Young Master Jiang asked worriedly.
"It doesn't hurt." Gu Jiangkuo said honestly, "It's healed soon."
It was indeed a scab, a long scar that stretched from his forehead to his brow bone, making his already ungentle features look even more fierce and menacing. How could he look like a top student at Yanda University? He looked like a professional bodyguard.
"Bodyguard Gu," Mr. Jiang said with a faint smile, "Have you ever been a bodyguard before?"
"No." Gu Jiangkuo answered, while trying to feel the soft fingertips caressing his forehead, maintaining the difficult posture of half-squatting and lowering his head without moving, hoping that Young Master Jiang would forget to withdraw his hand.
"Then why was it that when I nearly fell down the stairs, your first reaction was to risk your own life to save me? Isn't that professional ethics?"
"Not really. I just," Gu Jiangkuo paused before saying, "because you've been so good to me, I want to repay you."
It's good to repay a favor! That's what he wants!
Mr. Jiang showed a satisfied look, and then as if remembering something, he dug out a tube of ointment from the drawer and handed it to his bodyguard with concern: "This is a scar removal ointment. I was going to bring it to you when I went to school, but I just remembered it now, so take it first."
Gu Jiangkuo accepted the ointment and stood up straight, but his eyes were still on the fingers of Young Master Jiang that had just touched his forehead. A trace of loss slipped through his heart, and then he silently corrected the lie he had just said: It's not that I want to repay you, but I exceeded my authority and liked you without your permission.
Only when you love someone so much can your body react protectively before your brain does.
This is the instinct of loving someone. How can "being loyal to one's duty" go to this extent?
Jiang Nuo: "But you have to wait until the blood scabs fall off before using it. I asked my family doctor to recommend it. He said it won't leave any marks."
Will there be no trace left? Gu Jiangkuo subconsciously touched the scar on his forehead, feeling a little reluctant to part with this "medal" left for protecting the young master.
But he agreed obediently: "Thank you, Master. I will use it."
Jiang Nuo lay back on the solid wood desk to do math problems, seamlessly switching back to the gloomy mode. In less than half an hour, he was so worried that the hair on his head stood up - probably because he scratched his head every time he didn't know how to do something.
Until Secretary Xiao Wang came in and reminded: "Mr. Jiang, the meeting will start in ten minutes."
Jiang Nuo finally emerged from the sea of questions as if he had been granted amnesty. He scratched his head again and said, "Let's go. We'll talk when we get back."
"Wait a minute." Gu Jiangkuo suddenly said, and at the same time, taking advantage of his height, he naturally stretched out his big hand and rubbed his boss's head, saying calmly, "Your hair is messy."
Xiao Wang: “!” Hiss!
"Oh." Jiang Nuo didn't react much, but sighed, "Exams will make me bald sooner or later."
Gu Jiangkuo glanced at Xiao Wang again and said, "Boss Jiang, since I'm back, I'll accompany you to the meeting. Xiao Wang is pregnant and it's not convenient for her to walk."
Xiao Wang, who had deliberately worn concealing maternity clothes to hide her belly, said: "..."
Xiao Wang: "Yes, I seem to be feeling a little uncomfortable all of a sudden."
"Really?" Jiang Nuo asked worriedly, "If not, you can go home and rest this afternoon. Just explain the work to the interns. Jiang Kuo, come with me to the meeting."
As he left, Gu Jiangkuo cast a grateful look at Xiao Wang. Xiao Wang lowered her head, hiding her achievements and fame. She knew nothing about her boss's privacy! As a qualified secretary, in addition to professional skills, she also had to learn not to be curious and keep her mouth shut!
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Thanks to Assistant Gu's unremitting efforts, Mr. Jiang actually went through all the theorems of linear algebra in his spare time. He recalled some knowledge he had learned in his previous life and made a qualitative leap in just two days.
Two days later, Jiang Nuo finally squeezed out time and prepared to go back to school with Gu Jiangkuo.
And Gu Jiangkuo gave him a new surprise.
"Master, my driver's license has been issued. Can I drive you to school?"
Jiang Nuo: "Really? So fast?"
Good man, the boss is worthy of being the boss. He said two months and it was two months. He really got his driver's license in the fastest time! But asking a novice driver to drive two hours to take him to school? How is that different from risking his life? Young Master Jiang felt that even if you trust someone, there is a limit. No matter what, you can't really let him be your driver. You have to politely decline.
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Half an hour later, in the same silver-gray Cayenne, Jiang Nuo sat expressionlessly on the passenger seat, with his right hand slightly suspended in the air, ready to grab the armrest above the door tightly if there was any danger.
Forget it, he still couldn't bear to undermine Gu Jiangkuo's self-confidence.
President Jiang himself didn't realize how many "exceptions" he had given to Gu Jiangkuo. Not to mention that he never sat in the passenger seat, if it were anyone else who dared to offer to give him a ride when they just got their driver's license, President Jiang would humiliate them without using any dirty words to the point that they would never dare to touch a motor vehicle in their entire life.
However, driver Gu drove the car surprisingly steadily. Not only did he not have any traffic accidents, he did not even have to brake suddenly. He always controlled the speed with the accelerator, which was smooth and comfortable. He even made a few beautiful lane changes and overtaken others.
Jiang Nuo also gradually relaxed, and finally even leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes to rest.
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When Wang Weiguo called Gu Jiangkuo again, he found that he had been blocked. He was so angry that he called the demolition office and the neighborhood committee directly, trying to find out the whereabouts of his nephew.
It wasn't that he wanted to threaten or insult Gu Jiangkuo again, but rather that a signature was required before the relocation funds could be released, and Wang Weiguo checked and discovered that Old Lady Wang hadn't signed at all! He wanted to sign for her, but the relocation office wouldn't acknowledge it. What on earth was Gu Jiangkuo thinking? How could such a big thing be delayed?
Compared to Wang Weiguo's anxiety, Aunt Wang was much calmer: "Dajiang is not stupid, he may be busy with something."
Wang Weiguo: "I don't think he's very smart! He dropped out of high school. Just like his dad, he's good at making people like him, but he's not good at anything else! My mom is really getting old and confused. Why is she so determined to let him follow her?"
"Speaking of my brother-in-law," Aunt Wang said, "you always say he's from an unknown background. What's going on?"
"He..." Wang Weiguo was stuck and said perfunctorily, "He's just a stinky beggar. My mother treats him like a treasure because she can't figure it out. Don't ask so many questions!"
Aunt Wang snorted and muttered, "What's there to hide? You're like this whenever I mention him. I didn't even bother asking! Oh, by the way, send these clothes to your son for school tomorrow."
"Tomorrow is Thursday. Won't he be back on Friday? Why would you give him a gift?"
"You're supposed to take me there! It's only a half-hour drive. The temperature's going to drop on Friday, and the child can't be left out in the cold all day. Will you be responsible if he catches a cold?"
"Okay, okay, I'll go."
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Thursday was the day of the linear algebra final exam. Gu Jiangkuo parked the car and skipped today's class to focus on cramming with Jiang Nuo.
They did not rush back to the dormitory, but first found an empty study room. It was not yet the exam month, so there were only a dozen students sitting sparsely in the huge study room, most of them sitting one seat apart. Some were reading, some were playing with their phones, and some were couples sitting head to head.
——Only young couples have no empty seats between them.
Gu Jiangkuo found a corner, thought for a moment, then sat down next to Jiang Nuo and whispered, "I'll sit here and explain the problem to you."
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