Qian Zhengyu looked at the fourth article of the additional agreement, and his body was a little cold.

"Additional Agreement 4: All duties that Party A needs to perform by Party B shall be performed during Party B's working hours. Jiang Suhe slowly read out the black and white words that were clearly recorded.

None of the directors present were on their first day of work, and it was clear to everyone what such a supplementary agreement meant on such an occasion.

"I'm sorry, I'm a freelancer and my working hours are up to me. Jiang Suhe slammed the agreement on the table, and the loud noise surprised the girls and directors present.

Looking at the people who bowed their heads and were silent, Jiang Suhe wanted to laugh a little.

"Also, I would like to share with you a philosophical question. ”

"Can God create a stone that He can't even move?"

"I'm sure you've all heard that. ”

"It's hard to answer, isn't it?"

"When God can create, he can't lift the stone, and when he can't, his creative capacity is defective. ”

In this way, God is not the omniscient and omnipotent you believe in. Jiang Suhe chuckled, not caring whether his words would infringe on the religious beliefs of the people in the audience.

"But in my opinion, he can. His categorical words echoed in everyone's ears, and they looked at Jiang Suhe, who was full of aura.

"When he wants to create, he can create, and when he doesn't want to, he can't. ”

"Because I'm an idealist. ”

"So do you understand?"

"You're saying that God can be beyond the reach of power, so it's not a big deal for you to make a little mistake?" one of the trustees asked thoughtfully.

Jiang Suhe looked at him approvingly and smiled slightly, "No, I mean—"

"I can do it if I want to, and if I don't want to do it, I don't need your consent. ”

Before the people present could come to their senses, Jiang Suhe had already stepped out of the door and left this place of intrigue.

Qian Zhengyu looked at the back of Jiang Suhe leaving, gritted his teeth, and still didn't say anything.

"Fight with me, when I played this routine, you were still in love in college. Jiang Suhe sat in the car and shook his head contemptuously.

"By the way, Assistant Cui, help me ask Officer Han if he has been making bombs recently. ”

Assistant Cui looked at the duplicitous Jiang Suhe and secretly pursed his lips and laughed.

At this time, Jiang Suhe seemed to be very proud on the surface, but only he knew how bitter he was in his heart. He finally made up his mind to do something he had never thought of, but he was stillborn before he could see the prospect.

"Am I doing something wrong?"

Jiang Suhe stared blankly at the agreement on the table, and Jiang Suhe's dashing signature in the corner of the white paper was still reflecting the light.

The haze quietly dissipated, the moon appeared in the distant sky, and he still survived the muddy day.

Standing at the top of the stairs, Jiang Suhe looked at the two opposite doors, "Maybe in the future, just like these two doors, there will never be an intersection again." Jiang Suhe shook his head with a wry smile.

During those few hours at JYP, he understood what a change had taken in his life. Before, his life was gray, every day was the same color, the same arrangement, and even the people did not change much.

The life of the law firm and the family made him live a fulfilling life, but it also made him tired.

Jiang Suhyuk wants to have a colorful life like everyone else, and his color seems to come from her next door or them......

The sound of chaotic footsteps came, Jiang Suhe quickly retracted his thoughts and hid back in the house, and a girl outside looked at the closed door, and her eyes flashed with some incomprehensible colors.

Jiang Suhe once again carried the wine to the balcony.

Today is different from that day, the stars have long hidden their brilliance behind the slowly drifting clouds, and only the moon is still comforting the lonely earth. Today, he is alone.

There is nowhere to send his inner thoughts, and the only way Jiang Suhe can think of is to get drunk, "Maybe you won't be bothered anymore if you're drunk." He muttered under his breath.

"Uncle, the wound on your hand is not healed! Don't drink!"

Jiang Suhe seemed to hear a familiar voice, and was about to reply, but sighed, "I will miss the nagging of a little girl." ”

"Uncle!"

"Huh, it doesn't seem to be a hallucination. Jiang Suhe looked up and saw a pretty girl standing on the balcony next door, looking at him angrily.

Kang Su-hyuk smiled, laughing from the bottom of his heart.

"Ziyu, isn't it cold to wear so little?"

"Uncle still cares about yourself. As soon as he saw Jiang Suhe, who was playing with his body, Zhou Ziyu was angry and didn't fight anywhere.

"It's okay, I know my body. Jiang Suhe waved his hand indifferently.

Zhou Ziyu snorted coldly, glanced down, and saw the wine bottles scattered all over the place.

"You... Why drink?"

"Annoyed. ”

"Is it because of us?" Jiang Suhe didn't expect an eighteen-year-old girl to feel his thoughts so sensitively.

"It's not. Jiang Suhe shook his head with a smile as he greeted the evening breeze that gently blew across his cheeks.

Seeing the pretending relaxed demeanor of the man in front of him, an idea suddenly popped up in Zhou Ziyu's heart.

"Isn't it lonely for uncle to drink by himself?"

"Lonely, that can't be helped. But I'm content with you. ”

"Really?" Zhou Ziyu seemed to have made up his mind, and suddenly ran to the side of the balcony near Jiang Suhe's house, propped up his body, and stepped over the gap between the two balconies with a light flip.

Jiang Suhe saw such a reckless Zhou Ziyu and hurriedly got up to answer her.

"Ha" A coquettish cry sounded, and Zhou Ziyu stood in front of Jiang Suhe and looked at the surprised man proudly, "How is it? ”

Jiang Suhe heard the girl's show-off, and flicked her hard, "Jiaojian, you big-headed ghost, do you know how dangerous this is?

The girl covered her sore forehead and muttered aggrievedly, "It's not for the uncle." ”

Seeing Zhou Ziyu's demeanor, Jiang Suhe's heart was a little warm, "Don't do this next time." ”

Nodding the girl's forehead, Jiang Suhe reluctantly returned to his place and continued to pick up the wine.

"Uncle, I want to drink it too. Zhou Ziyu held his hands and looked at Jiang Suhe with anticipation.

"Are you an adult and you drink?"

"That's the reason again. The girl pouted in dissatisfaction, feeling like a soy sauce bottle could be hung on it.

"Okay, okay, let's not take this as an example. Jiang Suhe saw Zhou Ziyu's cute eyebrows furrowed, and couldn't bear to pick up a can of beer and handed it to her.

"Click" looked at the bubbling beer in front of her, Zhou Ziyu's eyes lit up, she took a sip, she exhaled with satisfaction, squinted her eyes and laughed.

"Like a child. Jiang Suhe rubbed her combed hair and said to her with a smile.

"I was a child. ”

"Okay, good, you're a child, Zhou Chuding. ”

"Can Uncle speak Chinese?"

"Of course. Jiang Suhe answered the curious Zhou Ziyu in a straight and round sentence in Chinese.

"Not only can I speak, but I can also recite poems. ”

Jiang Suhyuk looked directly into her smiling eyes.

"Zhou Lang is twenty-four years old, and his fame is burning. ”