Sitting at his desk, Gu Jiayan picked up the newspaper at hand. The front page of the newspaper was written in big black characters. As the chief executive of Jiangnan Xiuse catering chain company, Gu Jiayan put down the newspaper and raised his mouth. His calm eyes flashed a wave.

Already standing in such a prominent position, I don't know if he has seen it.

Thinking of this, Gu Jiayan's eyebrows slightly frowned, and a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes. Even if he saw it, he still didn't care.

But even if he doesn't care, he is willing to let him see! Just like his own mind at the beginning, even hate, he has to implant his memory.

But what's the use? The man didn't care at all. Even if he hurt him heavily, he still looked at himself calmly, and there was no turbulence in his eyes.

Gu Jiayan got up slowly and stood in front of the French window of the office. His own shadow was reflected on the glass. He was almost unable to see clearly.

From this position, if there are no buildings in the middle blocking the view, you should be able to see his office.

What about seeing it? The mask had been torn and all that was left was bloodstained.

"Bang", the door of the office was pushed open, breaking the original calm inside.

Gu Jiayan didn't look back. Only one person entered the door in such a rude way.

Sure enough, there was no need for Gu Jiayan to make a sound. The voice of the man had already sounded: "if you stand in this seat and look outside, the scenery will be more beautiful."

It's Zhao Wenyuan, the former owner of the office.

Gu Jiayan turned around at this time, put an apology on his face and said: "sorry, Zhao Shao, some decisions are not my control."

After listening to his words, Zhao Wenyuan's anger in his eyes was even more uncontrollable, "can't you control it? You think I don't know anything? You really have the face to enjoy the result of selling your mother's skin. "

Gu Jiayan's eyes were not angry because of his words. On the contrary, his eyes brightened and his mouth was smiling. He said, "I don't mind if it can make you feel more comfortable, but it also makes me feel more comfortable. At least I don't feel guilty for you. After all, if my mother really betrayed her skin bag, that's what I deserve."

Playing this kind of psychological tactics is really useless to Gu Jiayan. He used it when he was 14 years old, but what did the man say at that time?

"I don't hate you. It's a waste of emotion."

That's what he said at that time, but it hurt him to the bone.

Sure enough, no one can stand this attitude, because Gu Jiayan saw more anger in Zhao Wenyuan's eyes.

On the contrary, Gu Jiayan's smile became more severe. The person in front of him was already like this. Besides, he was 14 years old. He didn't light people's anger at that time, but chose to light him up. From then on, he disappeared in his life for five years.

From the first day he left, Gu Jiayan had already regretted it, but it was useless to regret it. Everything was a foregone conclusion, and he could only force himself to forget it.

Of course, he knew that after he left, he became the only one who cared for his family and gave him great hope, but he didn't want to be his substitute. No one could replace him, including himself.

So everything is taken for granted. He needs to paralyze himself and others.

Zhao Wenyuan's anger is that he has forgotten all his reason. He stepped forward and punched Gu Jiayan in the face.

Zhao Wenyuan's fist was thrown in a rage. Naturally, it was not light. It hit Gu Jiayan's nose, and his blood immediately came out.

But Gu Jiayan did not wipe it, but looked at Zhao Wenyuan with a stronger smile.

With this fist, Zhao Wenyuan's reason came back. He looked at his hand unexpectedly. When this fist went on, he thought about many kinds of reactions that Gu Jiayan should have, but he didn't expect that he would laugh.

Smile with blood, seems to be the flower of hell painted on the color of general, that smile let Zhao Wenyuan fear.

"You..." Zhao Wenyuan wanted to find a reasonable reason for his terror, but he opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to say something.

Apologizing? That's impossible, but there's nothing else to say.

"You go, I won't pursue this blow, but I don't want to have another one." Gu Jiayan looks at Zhao Wenyuan with a smile in his eyes, just like Shura from hell. His voice is cold, but it has a different meaning in Zhao Wenyuan's ears.

"What else do you want to pursue?" Zhao Wenyuan looked at Gu Jiayan in surprise, "I tell you, everything you have now is given by our Zhao family. One day, I will take it all."

Gu Jiayan didn't get angry because of Zhao Wenyuan's words. He didn't even change his smile or his eyes. "OK, I'll wait for you to get it back."

His voice was light and cool, which made Zhao Wenyuan feel that he didn't say it to himself, but there were only himself and him in the office. He didn't say it to himself, and who would he say it to.

On the contrary, it's Zhao Wenyuan's turn to be at a loss. Looking at Gu Jiayan who is not in the state at all, he seems to have to leave resentfully.The office is quiet again. Gu Jiayan still smiles indifferently. His bloody face makes the smile bloody.

I don't know how long it took for Gu Jiayan's smile to subside. He reached out and wiped the red liquid that had flowed around his neck. His eyes became lonely.

In the mirror, his appearance was a little scary. He moved the corner of his lip, which was obviously painful, but he was willing to face it with a smile.

Until the bloodstain is cleaned, he finally smiles at himself in the mirror, and then the smile gradually disappears, replaced by the gloomy eyes.

"Since I can't get the sunshine, you can't think about it." Gu Jiayan heard his voice whispering in his ears.

Out of Gu Jiayan's office, Zhao Wenyuan sits in a bar, drinking cups of yellow liquid, but makes him remember Gu Jiayan's smile more and more.

That bloody smile appeared in his mind again and again. That smile seemed to laugh at himself. It was clear that he was the real prince of Zhao family, but he was kicked out by an outsider. If it spread in the circle, how could he get along with it.

But when he thought of Gu Jiayan's bloody smile, Zhao Wenyuan was still a little afraid. He didn't expect that Gu Jiayan would smile instead of anger, just like a devil climbing out of hell, devouring his courage and restoring everything that belonged to him.

I think he is a returnee, but he failed again and again in the business field. He also made people get cheap and turned away from customers. Now he even robbed his office.

The more I think about it, the more I feel aggrieved. After a few more drinks, a bigger revenge plan is brewing in Zhao Wenyuan's mind.