Chapter 195: Make a Break
This recommendation letter shocked Ji Lan.
There was a thin layer of sweat on the fingertips holding the document.
The document information was written a week ago, and Ji Mingzong's handwritten recommendation letter was signed a week ago.
However, it has not been sent yet.
And this document that had not yet been sent appeared in front of her today.
What does it mean?
Does it mean that Li Zhen has already reached an agreement with Ji Mingzong to plan something?
And her?
Ji Lan's heart trembled for a long time, staring at Ji Mingzong with a thousand words to express.
The man sitting opposite was wearing a white shirt and a black vest. He was sitting on the sofa, bending slightly to eat.
The posture is gentlemanly and elegant.
Bringing the aristocratic gentleman style from the palace.
The four dishes and one soup in front of me seemed to have cooled down a bit, with a layer of cold oil floating on the surface of the soup.
His chopsticks only moved on four dishes, but never landed on the soup.
The slow movements didn't seem to be urgent at all.
A stark contrast to her mood.
Until half an hour later, the man casually put down his chopsticks, took out a tissue and wiped his lips.
"Have you finished reading?"
"What do you mean?" Ji Lan asked.
"It's just as you guessed," Ji Mingzong stood up and walked to his desk and pressed the intercom to have tea brought in.
Then, leaning against the desk and looking at Ji Lan with his arms folded, he spoke in a calm tone and unfolded what happened: "Half a month ago, Li Zhen came to me and wanted me to help him solve the predicament at hand. , Hengli's development prospects are not optimistic, and it will not be of any help to his career. He wants to leave, but according to the current situation of the Ji family, the explosive news of the resignation of Hengli's president will inevitably bring consequences to the Ji family. Disaster, if he asks to resign, the old lady will not agree."
"Moreover, according to the old lady's thoughts, as long as Li Zhen opens his mouth and she thinks he is having second thoughts, there is no need for him to live anymore."
"So you agreed to him?" Ji Lan asked.
"No," Zhang Ying happened to hear this sentence when he brought tea in. The tea cup was handed to Ji Mingzong's hand. When he turned around, his eyes fell on the opened document in Ji Lan's hand, and he understood.
The game between two people was dragged into a third person, and she was a woman. Ji Lan was caught in the middle, and she felt somewhat innocent.
"I told him that he didn't deserve my help unless he handed me a certificate."
"He wants me to help him. If he wants to join my camp, he should come with sincerity. No matter what the sincerity is, as long as it is beneficial to me."
Ji Lan couldn't bear to speak directly, but still couldn't hold it back: "So I am his certificate of surrender?"
If she is really Li Zhen's petition, then what's the point of her asking for help on his behalf?
Ji Mingzong didn't respond. He picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea.
Her unhurried attitude obviously didn't take her eagerness into consideration.
Ji Lan suddenly stood up from the sofa and continued to ask: "Is that so?"
Ji Mingzong's eyes passed over Zhang Ying, who understood and explained: "Mr. Song, you already have the answer in your heart whether it is yes or no."
There is not so much black and white in the adult world. Everyone is seeking profit for themselves. Although Li Zhen is a little moved by her, this move is far less important than his own interests.
He had other ways to submit his name.
But obviously, only Ji Lan is the fastest and most accurate.
He couldn't wait any longer.
Once Ji Mingzong takes control of Hengli, and Hengli collapsed while he was still in power, he will have to start over from scratch after spending so many years refining his life resume.
"Then why didn't you tell me that night?"
"You held your hat firmly and firmly, and you didn't give me a chance to speak." When the cup of tea was bottomed, Ji Mingzong put down the cup with his backhand and asked Zhang Ying to go down and prepare the car. "Let's go!" Ji Lan stood there and before she could recover, Ji Mingzong came up to him and held her palm.
"Where to go?"
"Go and see the person you protect with all your heart, and see how the person you beg for is living a leisurely life now."
At the door of the detention center, Ji Mingzong repackaged the documents and handed them to Ji Lan.
"I'll give you twenty minutes, go in and give the documents to Li Zhen."
"Make a break."
Ji Lan didn't answer, but Ji Mingzong had no intention of letting go.
The two were in a stalemate in the back seat until Yan Hui opened the door. The cold wind poured in, making Ji Lan shiver slightly from the cold.
In the detention center, Li Zhen people are not allowed to go out, but they see as many people as they do during working hours.
When the iron door was opened, he was still lying on the chair, his body did not move, and he made no intention of opening his eyes.
The whole person was lazy, and there was no feeling of embarrassment or panic in the detention center.
Until a weak wind drifted in from the door, and the familiar light lemon fragrance made him tremble.
Suddenly he opened his eyes and glanced slightly to the side to see the figure standing at the door.
The lights in the detention center were dim, falling behind Ji Lan like fog in the distant mountains, hazy and unclear.
She was wrapped tightly in a black coat, and the yellow document bag in her hand was extremely dazzling.
And Li Zhen could vaguely guess that this was his conviction.
In the detention center, there is not much space, and the air is not as circulated as the outside world. When their eyes met, the forbearance and silence of the two people were infinitely magnified.
After a long time, Ji Lan approached and put the document bag in his hand on the chair beside him: "Congratulations, Mr. Li, for achieving your wish."
"I just didn't expect that I could still contribute to Mr. Li's interests."
"I never thought of using you. Letting you get in the car and taking you to see the sea are all things I want to take you to do, regardless of the interests themselves."
"But what? A combination of circumstances made you successful?" Ji Lan asked, "Do you believe this?"
"Li Zhen, if you be more candid, I will treat you as a gentleman," she thought, Li Zhen was different from them.
In fact, what's the difference?
Men's nature is to put interests first, and the difference between Li Zhen and Ji Mingzong is that when they are in a high position, they have extra thought and energy to help her rise to the top.
As for Li Zhen, the first thing he has to protect is himself.
Only when people have everything themselves can they give to others.
If you are still in the stage of food and clothing, what can you do to save others?
Ji Lan's cold eyes swept across his face, and he turned around to leave.
Li Zhen stood up in a hurry, approached the door and grabbed Ji Lan's arm, expressing his sincerity with his urgent words:
"Ji Lan, whether you believe it or not, what I said is true. I never thought of using you as a proxy."
I have never thought about it, but I still use it. What does this mean?
Ji Lan turned around fiercely, raised his hand and slapped Li Zhen on the face.
Then, there was another slap.
He raised his hand again and received another slap.
Three slaps in a row.
She glared at Li Zhen with bright red eyes: "Li Zhen, believe it or not, I never thought of beating you."