Nanchuang set the location of this year's annual meeting in Nice, and all the leaders above the middle level will go there. There are 60 or 70 people in the Beijing headquarters alone.

Chen Shan and the others were very envious. A group of girls begged He Gu to bring something from France, but He Gu did not intend to go.

He has to finish the work, find a good decoration company a few years ago, and prepare the things his mother and Susu need for the new year. Although Chen Shan is his assistant, she is not a personal assistant after all, and the trivial matters of life are not too troublesome for her. In this way, his time is very tight, and he has no time to go to Nice for five days, plus the flight and jet lag, a week It's useless.

Later, He Ge would occasionally think of the decision that everyone did not understand back then. If he had gone there, would things have been different?

In the last few days of the twelfth lunar month, the company chartered a flight to leave the freezing capital and fly to the enthusiastic Nanfa.

He Gu contacted a decoration company that has a long-term cooperation with Nanchuang, and went to see the old house where he was born and raised.

The house is in the third ring road, the location is very good, and the price is very scary now, but the house is very old, only 80 square meters, but it is more than enough for him to live alone.

He hasn't come back for a long time, maybe he avoided it on purpose, but only when he really came back did he realize that although there are many sad memories here, it is also full of the joy and beauty of his childhood, as well as the shadow of the complete home he once had.

He communicated with a familiar designer. He is in this industry himself, and he has many acquaintances. In terms of design, materials, and engineering, he can save a lot of money. It took them one afternoon to basically negotiate, etc. Start work after the end of the year.

After seeing the house, he invited people from the decoration company to have a meal. When he got home, it was past nine o'clock.

As soon as the elevator door opened, he heard a burst of music echoing in the corridor. It didn't sound like it was coming from a TV, because it was so clear and loud that it seemed like it was being broadcast live.

The building he lives in has two households on one ladder, could it be...

When he walked to the door of his own house, he didn't need to stick to the door panel. He had already heard bursts of music in his ears. In the quiet night, it was a headache.

He was stunned for a moment, and his first reaction was - Song Juhan.

He leaned weakly against the wall.

What does Song Juhan want to do? What is he trying to do? !

He Gu hesitated for a moment and decided to go to the hotel. He turned around and was about to leave when the eldest sister next door suddenly opened the door. Seeing him, she said angrily, "Hey, he... Mr. He?"

"Hello." He Gu nodded awkwardly.

The eldest sister exclaimed, "What's the matter with your family? It's so late and noisy, my son is going to school tomorrow!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, a friend is here..."

"What friend, I called for a long time and no one opened the door. If I continue to quarrel, I will call the police!"

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I'll stop them now."

"Hurry up, my son is going to bed, he has no morals at all, it's too much!" The elder sister slammed the door hard.

He Gu reluctantly took out the key and opened the door.

As soon as the door opened, the noise in the room stopped abruptly. He Ge saw that Song Juhan was not alone. He brought his creative team here!

There are arrangers and producers who Song Juhan has collaborated with for a long time, Ah Sheng, a keyboard player whom He Gu knows, and others who cannot be named, and of course, Komatsu.

Komatsu looked at He Gu with a sad face, not knowing what to say.

Why is his face sullen, his eyes finally fell on Song Juhan: "What are you doing?"

"Hey, why." Ah Sheng greeted him.

Song Juhan crossed Erlang's legs, holding a sheet of music in his hand, and said casually, "I'm back."

He Gu narrowed his eyes and repeated word by word, "What are you doing?"

Song Juhan shrugged: "They said they wanted to change the environment, otherwise they were not inspired, so I would bring them to a safe and comfortable place."

"you……"

"What's the matter, can't I come? I didn't come to you, I just found a place to create." Song Juhan said it for granted.

Komatsu's face said "you kill me".

He Gu clenched his fists in anger: "This is a residential area, the neighbors are going to call the police!"

"Oh, I'm so scared." One person in the team laughed, his attitude was extremely contemptuous, and he looked like he was drunk.

He Gu stepped forward and wanted to call Song Juhan into the house to communicate, but suddenly he smelled a strange smell. The smell was indescribable. He frowned. "What does this smell like?"

Ah Sheng gestured at the thing between his fingers, and said nonchalantly, "Inspiration." Hehehe laughed.

Why did a flash of light flash in his mind, and he immediately realized that they were sucking big ma?

He stared at Song Juhan in disbelief.

Song Juhan threw down the sheet music and raised his chin towards He Gu, meaning to speak in the house.

He Gu dropped his briefcase and entered the bedroom with Song Juhan.

As soon as the door closed, He Gu roared, "What are you doing? Come here and suck it up-ma!"

"They say you have to smoke to get inspiration." Song Juhan's eyes never moved away from his face from beginning to end, "Don't worry, I never touch it, I want to protect my throat."

"Then you can't be in my house either..." He Gu felt choked halfway through his words, he gritted his teeth and said, "Song Juhan, you bought this house, yes, I will return it to you, I will return it soon, But now I'm still living here, please take them away."

Song Juhan's face changed slightly: "In front of so many people, you don't give me face?"

"What are you doing here! Are you looking for face!"

"You care what I do!" Song Juhan roared, "I just want to come, what can you do to me!"

Why are you going crazy: "You are simply unreasonable!"

Song Juhan was irritated by He Ge's repeated rejections. Such a reason was too difficult to accept, and why was his reason not like this! He jumped up one step at a time, grabbed He Gu's collar and pushed him down on the bed, He Gu fell stunned for a moment, and before he could react, his warm lips were already pressed up, and he kissed violently.

"Hmm..." He Gu desperately tried to push Song Juhan away, but his hands were restrained by Song Juhan and pressed on top of his head, unable to move.

This kiss was long and full of aggression, as if he was arrogantly swearing his sovereignty. Why was his brain deprived of oxygen and his body gradually lost strength.

Song Juhan dealt with He Gu very easily, his big hand went directly into his trousers, provoking his desires.

"Song Juhan!" He Gu was so embarrassed and angry that he kicked Song Juhan in the air.

Song Juhan shuddered in pain and couldn't bear it anymore: "Why are you so fucking stubborn!"

"Have you had enough fun with me!" He Gu's face flushed red, his expression a little distorted, "Aren't you tired and crooked!"

"That's an angry word! Why the hell do you remember so clearly!"

"I remember every word you said clearly!" He Gu stared at Song Juhan, his eyes bloodshot.

Song Juhan looked at He Gu's sadness, and his heart shook. He opened his mouth, hesitated for a moment, and then said softly, "He Gu, do you like me?"

Why can't he bite him one by one?

"do you like me?"

What a ridiculous question.

He just likes it. He can't live for only six years. As long as he can change Song Juhan's sincerity, he is already tired. He just wants to end and end everything, live a less tired and bitter life.

So he only hopes that Song Juhan will disappear from his eyes so that his pain can reduce a few points.

Song Juhan was waiting for something. Suddenly, both of them heard a rough for a while -knocked on the door.

Why did he push him away and ran back to the living room while Song Juhan stunned.

"Open the door! Open the door! Police!"

Hearing the last two words, the people in the room were panicked and looked at each other.

Xiaosong reacted the first reaction, lowered his voice: "Smoke, smoke, throw it away!" He rushed up and snatched those cigarettes with special "materials" and went straight to the bathroom.

"What's going on, how can there be police?!" The producer was frightened and was nervous.

Why took a deep breath and calmly said, "It should be that you are too noisy, the neighbors call the police."

The police had lost her patience and started to smash the door: "Open the door! We are the police! Open the door immediately!"

Song Juhan came out, first opened the beer bottle, sprinkled two bottles on the ground, and then held a bottle of perfume in his hand, and sprayed it, "Don't panic, why do you go to open the door."

Why walk over and open the door to open a gap: "Comrade Police, we won't ..."

The police did not give him any explanation, and opened the door hard!

Why couldn't react? The door panel hit his forehead fiercely. He screamed in pain, and only felt that the whole person turned to the ground for a while.

"Why!" Song Juhan rushed up to help him, scolding a swear words in his mouth: "You fucking ..."

Before he finished speaking, he stunned.

A bunch of people came in outside the house, police, association police, journalists, and even a woman that everyone was familiar with -A Sheng's wife Xiao Rui.

Looking at this scene, no one would believe that it was a police officer recruited by their music.

The person who looked like a captain wrinkled his nose: "We received the report. Someone gathered in the crowd -poison, all of them deducted it, search!"

A Sheng fiercely got up from the ground, pointing at his wife scolded: "You fucking crazy!"

Xiao Rui's pretty face twisted: "Yes, I'm crazy, you are forced by you!"

"You are cheap -people!" A Sheng shouted and rushed up.

The two policemen rushed up and poured him to the ground.

The people in Song Juhan were a little tall, and their brains were not awake. When they came up, they would save A livelihood. As soon as the police and the police were cozy, the scene was messy.

Why was Song Juhan helped and found that his family had become a battlefield.

There were only Song Juhan, Xiaosong, and the producers who did not smoke. They wanted to stop them on both sides, but they could not stop them. A group of people fighting like a house was dismantling, and the reporters next to them snatched them.

Why did you go up and press a reporter and want to grab his camera, but he was pushed away.

In the chaos, he was pushed to the ground again, and he was trampled on both feet.

The captain pulled out the electric baton and brought down two in a row, and the scene was finally brought under control.

The captain said angrily: "Who is the owner?!"

He Gu said in a trembling voice, "Me."

"Gather the crowd to suck-du, hold the room to suck-du, take it away, take it all away!"

"It has nothing to do with him!" Song Juhan dragged He Gu behind him, and said sternly, "I brought the people, he didn't know."

The captain didn't listen at all: "Take it all away!"

When He Gu was handcuffed, the whole person was still stunned.

He didn't know how he was suddenly taken to the police station as a suspect.

What did he do wrong?

He heard Song Juhan passing by the reporters, leaving a gloomy sentence: "Who has the guts to give it a try?"

Confused, He Gu sat in the interrogation room of the police station.

He did a urine test, which was naturally negative.

The police came in with a stack of documents and patted the table: "Senior engineer of Nanchuang, eh? How did he get involved with a group of stars."

"……friend."

"You have a wide range of friends." The policeman raised his chin, "I know you are a smart person, tell me, what's going on tonight."

He Gu was silent for a while: "I want to hire a lawyer."

"You have to ask a lawyer, too."

"I have to communicate with the lawyer first." Regardless of whether he said it clearly or not, he was afraid that if he said something wrong, Song Juhan would be finished.

What a scandal this is. Although Song Juhan didn't touch it, once this incident broke out, Song Juhan would face the biggest hit in his acting career and possibly even his life. At this time, he really didn't dare to talk nonsense.

The policeman was a little furious and wanted to threaten a few words. Suddenly, the door of the interrogation room opened, and the policeman's colleague said, "This kid's lawyer is here."

He Gu raised his head in surprise.

The policeman glanced at him and went out.

After a while, a middle-aged man in a suit and glasses walked in, sat uprightly opposite He Gu, and introduced himself: "Hello Mr. He, my surname is Chen, and I am a lawyer from Song Media."

He Gu nodded: "Hello."

"I'm here to help you on behalf of President Song. Don't be nervous or afraid."

He Gu nodded again: "What is the situation now, what should I say."

Lawyer Chen pushed his glasses, his face was shrewd and indifferent: "Mr. He, it's like this, because it happened in your home, it is difficult for you to get rid of this matter."

"But I didn't..."

Lawyer Chen interrupted him: "I know you are innocent, but even if everyone knows you are innocent, you can be either innocent or not."

Why did you narrow his eyes: "What do you mean?"

"Mr. He, this incident was caused by the divorce dispute between Han Sheng and his wife. They had a great contradiction in the contention of children's custody and property division, which led his wife to retaliate intentionally.Zizi's troubles were very big, the media was suppressed, but the news of the overwhelming Internet, Song President Song couldn't hold it. This incident was far more than Han Sheng, Song Juhan and his entire team, and their entire team fell intoAfter a huge crisis, Song Juhan is a public figure. Such a scandal may be devastating for him. "

Why do you look at Mr. Chen? He sinks little by little by little. What this person wants to express, he has understood.