Chapter 82
As a company annual meeting, the standard was quite good. In addition to professional hosts, several celebrities who had passed their prime but were familiar to audiences across the country were also invited.
The programs put on by the employees were also unexpectedly brilliant. Some borrowed popular songs and changed the lyrics to complain about the life of office workers and look forward to the future of the company. Some wrote skits to tell the daily work of grassroots salesmen. Some simply sang beautiful high notes. Some imitated this year's most popular rap variety show, yo yo from beginning to end.
Just to make you laugh, it's quite interesting.
It's also very interesting to watch, not to mention that there is a lucky draw in the middle. The third prizes are small items worth a few hundred yuan, the second prizes are more expensive, and there are five first prizes, which are the latest electronic products priced at seven or eight thousand yuan.
One employee won the grand prize, which was a month's paid vacation. The whole audience was immediately excited. Some people screamed with envy, while others loudly asked if they could get triple salary if they insisted on coming to work. The diversity of office workers was vividly reflected, and the whole audience cheered continuously.
Gu Jiangkuo also found it interesting, but he still looked at the time and counted the programs from time to time - it was said that Mr. Jiang's program was scheduled at around eight o'clock, the twelfth one.
And he wasn't the only one eagerly anticipating it. By the time the eleventh parody show, 'Jiang's Voice,' ended, Gu Jiangkuo could hear the people around him whispering excitedly, "Isn't it time?"
"That should be it. The program says 'The Voice' is next."
"I heard the boss doesn't sing 'Thank You' anymore? What's he singing then? 'Serve the Country with Loyalty' like the old chairman?"
"Mr. Jiang has the temperament to sing love songs. He's so handsome and fair-skinned."
"But the boss's singing is off-tune, hahahaha."
"It's okay, we can fix it later. Hahahaha. After all, Jiang's business has been doing so well this year, so hiring a million-dollar tuner is no big deal."
"Shh! Here it comes!"
Gu Jiangkuo also sat up straight. The lights on the stage were dimmed, the curtains were drawn, and a professional host from Yanlin TV said in a standard broadcasting voice, "I believe the next program is the one all our employees are looking forward to the most. He was appointed in a time of crisis, yet he has repeatedly achieved great success and overcome difficulties. Under his leadership, the Jiang Group..."
Before he finished speaking, the audience erupted in screams. The host had no choice but to raise his voice and said with a smile, "As the old saying goes, 'Sober as the wind beneath the pines, high and slow,' he is such a modest gentleman. Chairman Jiang, please give us the piano solo of 'Moonlight'. Please—"
It's Debussy's "Moonlight".
The curtain opened and a spotlight hit Jiang Nuo.
He was wearing a well-tailored black tuxedo today, sitting in front of the grand piano with his side facing the audience. As soon as he appeared, the cheers from the audience almost shook the ceiling of the auditorium.
It wasn't just employees fawning over their boss - Gu Jiangkuo heard a little girl screaming at the top of her lungs, as if she would faint at any moment. It was even crazier than the Jinlin concert he attended that day.
Jiang Nuo's hand touched the piano, a melodious melody flowed from his fingertips, and the audience gradually quieted down.
This is a tranquil and gentle song, which seems to have a soothing effect. The elegant and gentle sound of the piano flows out slowly and quietly, as if it is the vast night, as if a poet is chanting about the moon, the bright moon passes through the floating clouds, and the silver light is sprinkled on the calm lake. It is quiet and beautiful, and the tranquil and soft moonlight shines on the person playing the piano, like a precious and elegant oil painting.
Can he also play the piano?
Yes, someone like him should be able to play the piano.
Gu Jiangkuo felt both surprised and natural. He could hardly take his eyes off the people on the stage, and his heart was filled with excitement.
Until the piano music stopped, the audience was stunned and lost for a moment, and then thunderous applause broke out.
Jiang Nuo stood up to take a bow, his demeanor as dignified and elegant as an artist, causing the young female employees to almost shout themselves into suffocation again. It was not until President Jiang took the microphone handed over by the host and began to talk about the corporate spirit that everyone regained some of their composure.
Gu Jiangkuo even heard the little girl in the back row complain, "Ah! He paid a huge sum of money for a mute drug and wanted to poison my boss to make him mute. Why is he talking about work now? It's ruining the atmosphere. Is he afraid that someone will like him?"
Gu Jiangkuo laughed softly. How could they know that his Nuonuo was so cute?
Then I heard other employees say in unison, "Don't you think this is even cooler? He can play music and manage the company. He's even more impressive than the male protagonist in a romance novel!"
"Yeah, isn't that what you girls like? A domineering CEO with many talents?"
"Wow, I really want to marry him!"
Gu Jiangkuo's smile froze on his face and his expression instantly fell.
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There was a celebration banquet after the annual meeting. President Jiang invited the heads of various departments to thank them for their hard work over the past year. Because the New Year's Day holiday started tomorrow, everyone drank a little too much. People kept toasting President Jiang. Even with Gu Jiangkuo helping to block the wine, Jiang Nuo still drank too much.
Gu Jiangkuo was drunk and couldn't drive, so his personal driver, Lao Liu, drove the car and he sat in the back seat next to Jiang Nuo.
Young Master Jiang had a problem of feeling cold after drinking, and he kept snuggling into Gu Jiangkuo's arms. The reason why Old Liu could be the exclusive driver for both the new and old Mr. Jiang was that he had some ability to keep his eyes straight.
For example, even when Jiang Nuo was trying to cover her hands with Gu Jiangkuo's belly, he turned a deaf ear to her.
Gu Jiangkuo coaxed in a low voice: "We'll be home soon."
However, Mr. Jiang was too drunk and cold to agree, and he insisted on lifting Gu Jiangkuo's sweater. As soon as a pair of cold and soft hands reached in, they pulled them out again, mumbling, "Your abdominal muscles are too stiff, why are you tensing them?"
Of course it’s because you were so enthusiastic in front of the driver that made me a little nervous.
He took advantage of the situation and held Nuonuo's rebellious hand, comforting him: "Is it okay to cover your hand like this?"
"All right."
Gu Jiangkuo held those soft hands, thinking of those hands playing the piano in front of so many people, so elegant like an aristocrat that people couldn't take their eyes off them.
Gu Jiangkuo gently rubbed those hands, becoming more and more reluctant to let go, wishing he could get home immediately. However, the drive would take at least half an hour, so he had to patiently find some other topics to comfort Jiang Nuo and ease his own emotions.
"I didn't know you could play the piano."
"Old Jiang forced me to learn it when I was a kid. After I passed the exam, he gave the piano away." Jiang Nuo's handsome face wrinkled like a child avoiding piano practice. He complained with the sweet smell of alcohol, "I hate piano practice the most. I can't bear to look at that thing for even a second longer."
Gu Jiangkuo: "But you play very well."
"There's nothing I can do. I don't want to sing." Jiang Nuo whispered, closed her eyes, and leaned drowsily in his arms.
Gu Jiangkuo suddenly remembered what Jiang Xiaomi had said and asked, "Did you also escape like this when you were a child?"
"Um?"
"I heard that when you were in elementary school, your teachers often pulled you in to act as a front, preparing you for stage performances, but you weren't good at singing or dancing..."
"Who said that!" Young Master Jiang suddenly sat up and stared at Gu Jiangkuo with his bright eyes, looking as if he was facing a great enemy and very nervous.
Gu Jiangkuo: “…”
"Is it Jiang Su?" Young Master Jiang said angrily, "I won't let him go!"
Gu Jiangkuo didn't want to implicate Jiang Xiaomi - the child couldn't stand any more tutoring - and hurried to appease him, cursing and swearing that he knew nothing, and somehow managed to coax Young Master Jiang into submission.
When drunk, Mr. Jiang was cuter than usual, but also more noisy, becoming more bossy. Sometimes he ordered Gu Jiangkuo to pour him some water to rinse his mouth, sometimes he ordered him not to peek at him while he was changing clothes, and sometimes he ordered him to turn on the water for a bath. However, just as the water was turned on, Jiang Nuo had already fallen asleep on the bed.
"..." Gu Jiangkuo fell into deep thought as he watched President Jiang, who was halfway through changing his clothes.
Her outer clothes and pants were scattered all over the floor. She had changed into soft, thin flannel pajamas, but her straight, snow-white legs were exposed underneath. The pajamas were lifted up to her waist, and the sagging waistline only accentuated the curve of her buttocks.
There is not a single place that is not beautiful.
Gu Jiangkuo couldn't stand this kind of stimulation. As if he was afraid that he would regret it, he quickly covered Jiang Nuo with the quilt, but he didn't leave. He stared at the man holding up the quilt for a long time before he walked around to the bed, bent his knees and kissed his fingers.
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As soon as he walked out of the room, Gu Jiangkuo was startled by the sneaky Jiang Xiaomi.
Jiang Xiaomi was also frightened: "Ah--ah!"
"Be quiet, don't wake him up."
Seeing Jiang Xiaomi nodding frantically, Gu Jiangkuo loosened his hand that was covering his mouth. Jiang Su exhaled, "He's asleep, why aren't you with him?"
Gu Jiangkuo: "I'm going back to my room."
Jiang Xiaomi was shocked: "You brought him back, and you're still sleeping alone? Oh, I get it! I'm afraid that my brother will wake up and think you're taking advantage of him, so I'll divorce you. And good things never come late. You're the one who has to be Brother Gu!"
"..." Gu Jiangkuo's eyebrows twitched and he narrowed his eyes. "So what were you planning to do by squatting at the door?"
"No, no, hahaha, I'm just passing by—Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing?"
Gu Jiangkuo carried Jiang Xiaomi to the second-floor study like a little chicken and said, "I want to ask you something."
Jiang Xiaomi: "Are you asking for information?"
Gu Jiangkuo: "If you don't tell me, I'll tell him about your attempt to eavesdrop today."
"..." Jiang Xiaomi immediately backed off, "If you ask, I'll tell you everything I know."
After some coercion and inducement, Brother Gu learned about Nuo Nuo's childhood. He thought Jiang Nuo was forced to sing until she ran away, or danced uncoordinatedly, but he never expected...
The negative information about Jiang Xiaomi's brother that fell out of the cloud disk was that Nuonuo, a second-grade student in elementary school, was dressed up as Snow White and performed an excerpt from an English drama.
Jiang Xiaonuo wore a black wig with a big red bow. Her fair skin fit the image of a princess. Her big eyes were watery, but her nose was high, giving her a delicate, mixed-race look. There was still some baby fat on her face, making her look childish and innocent. She stood out among the group of little kids. No wonder the teacher had to choose him to be the face of the class, and no wonder Jiang Xiaomi called him the "class flower."
It can be seen that Jiang Nuo has received elite education since childhood. A group of second-grade kids can have simple English conversations with no problem. Little Nuo Nuo has few lines and is mainly responsible for beauty. Apart from the opening remarks, he just lies on the bed and pretends to be dead.
God knows how many times Gu Jiangkuo watched that opening speech. The Douding version of Nuonuo was not at all nervous and said in a baby voice: "My name is Snow White, I am a beautiful princess."
Jiang Xiaomi burst out laughing at the side: "Don't you think he's beautiful? Hahahahahaha, I love this clip so much. I only found out about this video when I was in the first grade of junior high school."
Jiang Xiaomi sighed, "It's a pity I can't play it in front of him. I used this recording as my ringtone before, and it pissed my brother off for a month straight, and even goaded my dad into beating me up for a month. Brother Gu, don't you think he's too petty?"
Gu Jiangkuo commented pertinently: "You deserve it."
Then I copied all the videos.
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Jiang Nuo slept until almost noon the next day. He was still feeling uncomfortable due to the hangover, so he stayed in bed for a while before getting up. When he went downstairs, he found that Jiang Xiaomi and Gu Jiangkuo looked at him with strange eyes.
"?" Jiang Nuo touched his head, "My hair is sticking up?"
Jiang Xiaomi quickly retracted her gaze: "It's okay!"
Gu Jiangkuo continued to look at him, his eyes burning with inexplicable heat, and said, "Are you hungry? Aunt Mei has been keeping the porridge warm. I'll serve it to you."
When the fresh vegetable and shrimp porridge was brought over, Gu Jiangkuo took advantage of no one's attention to rub Jiang Nuo's head and whispered, "Why are you so cute?"
Jiang Nuo: “?”
Being quietly complimented by your lover early in the morning is certainly pleasant, but...how is he cute? Is it cute to be hungover and too lazy to even wash your face?
Gu Jiangkuo was afraid that he had hurt his stomach by drinking too much last night, so he heated up some milk for him. Young Master Jiang was forced to drink the milk while curled up on the sofa and browsing his phone.
It wasn't for fun, but he was searching his personal social media account, which was verified by Huang V, and found that a video had been forwarded there. The video content was exactly the part where he played the piano. The original post was captioned: "The man on the street is like jade, and the young man is unparalleled in the world."
Mr. Jiang was choked up. "Who wrote this copy? Why did you repost it? It makes me look so narcissistic."
Gu Jiangkuo also knew this account. He went over to take a look and saw that the number of followers had increased by over 100,000 in just one day. "Didn't you share it yourself?"
"Of course not. I gave it to them. There are some 'information' that the company can't disclose freely, so personal accounts are more convenient. Since they're all 'internet celebrities' anyway, we might as well take advantage of them." Mr. Jiang said self-deprecatingly, taking another sip of milk. A circle of white milk stains stained his rosy lips. He pushed the milk cup away and said, "Take it away. I really can't drink any more."
"Yeah." Gu Jiangkuo took the cup but didn't take it away. He drank the remaining milk along the line where Jiang Nuo had just drunk.
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Thanks to all the comments on the previous chapter, here is an extra long chapter with nearly 4,000 words!
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