Chapter 273 She exclaimed and hugged Ji Mingzong's neck
Since New Year's Eve, Mr. Ji's life has been on thin ice.
He was careful and even breathed a little lightly.
The urge to ease the relationship is like a roller coaster, rising and falling rapidly.
Those in the top office of Fengming Capital feel that their boss is absent-minded day by day.
It’s rare to see people want to get off work when they go to get off work, and they can’t wait to go home at the speed of light after getting off work.
Everyone attributed this phenomenon to Ji Lan and the little guy.
My wife and children are at home, how can I not return home like an arrow?
But everyone who has attended the New Year's Eve dinner knows that their boss lady is no longer the original boss lady.
In the pantry on the top floor, Zhang Ying would grind a cup of coffee when he was free.
Occasionally I can hear everyone talking about New Year's Eve.
Everyone couldn’t help but sigh when talking about the thrilling night.
At times like this, Zhang Ying would often stop them and ask them to be careful in their words and actions.
The boss’s life is not satisfactory, and the employees are gossiping below.
It’s obvious who suffers in the end.
On this day, a cup of freshly ground coffee came out. Zhang Yingzheng wanted to take it away. Thinking that he had a bad stomach recently, he opened the refrigerator and poured half a cup of milk into it to make a cup of milk coffee.
Take a big gulp of it, which makes people who are used to drinking American style frown. As soon as they go out, they see Mr. Ji coming in the dust.
His eyes signaled him to enter the office.
"Are you ready with the things I asked you to prepare?"
Being so anxious must be about Ji Lan.
Zhang Ying nodded repeatedly: "There is a small villa across the street. The architectural style is in the 1990s. It was rented out a few years ago and was renovated. It can be quickly moved in with new furniture."
"Bought it. "
"Negotiating."
"As soon as possible," Ji Mingzong gave the exact time: "We have to move after the Lantern Festival."
So urgent?
Are the father-in-law and mother-in-law bothering him?
It’s not easy for him to handle the boss’s housework.
But since New Year’s Eve, the little guy seemed to have never followed him to the company again, and Zhang Ying couldn’t help but secretly guess.
Would you rather be at home with your grandparents?
The snow last night did not fall in the CBD business district. Many dignitaries live in the center of Beijing and Hong Kong, so the snow fell not as fast as the sanitation workers could clean it.
Apart from the howling cold wind and the sub-zero temperatures in the weather forecast, there was no trace of snow.
Nanyang is located in the tropics, and the four seasons remain the same all year round. There has never been a winter.
It snowed, and the little guy who had never seen snow was so excited that he crawled into the snow again and again like a wild cat who had never seen the world.
Ji Lan is not at home, and Wen Dai and Jing He are no match for him.
I can’t hold you back, I can’t persuade you, I can’t coax you.
This lasted for several days, and a few days before the Spring Festival, I developed a high fever.
In the middle of the night, Ji Mingzong put the little guy to sleep and went into the study again. The living room was separated by a door. Mr. Ji did not dare to close the door for fear that the little guy would wake up and find no one.
At the end of the year, Fengming Capital gathered all the data to him. Those who were qualified had been reviewed by the relevant departments, and those who came to him had various problems.
If it were the usual end of the year, I wouldn’t be able to leave the office until eleven o’clock.
But this year, it is very different.
Eight o'clock is the limit.
The little guy's daily schedule is nine o'clock. Ji Lan has called back to the company, and the time when he returns home is uncertain, but on days when he is not dragged out by Xu Ying, he usually returns home before ten o'clock.
Mr. Ji is usually busy working between nine and ten o'clock.
After ten o'clock, he should go and wait on Ji Lan.
Although the parties involved are not willing. But he has something to ask for, and he needs to lick it!
In the living room downstairs, Wen Dai and An Qin were waiting for Ji Lan to return home. Seeing that the time was approaching, Ji Mingzong came down from upstairs and asked Jing He to go to the living room to guard the little guy.
An Qin took the initiative to chat with him about work.
It’s like the ordinary daily life of the father-in-law and his son-in-law.
From talking about work to the people around him, Lin Anqin's attention fell on An Ye, and asked Ji Mingzong in a subtle way: "Has Yan Qing contacted you recently?"
Ji Mingzong nodded and saw that the tea cup in front of An Qin was empty. He picked up the teapot and refilled his cup of tea: "I contacted him and wanted An Ye to go back."
"I haven't seen An Ye in a few days. "Yes," Wen Dai responded to Ji Mingzong's words. When she was good, she was no different from ordinary people.
Ji Mingzong was helpless: "She is just a wild horse away from Nanyang, and it is normal not to see people."
"It is not a problem for her and Yan Qing to spend so much time. "
An Qin reached out and patted Wen Dai on the back to stop her: "Forget it, children and grandchildren will have their own blessings."
After he finished speaking, his eyes fell on Ji Mingzong: "We are going to buy a house in Beijing and Hong Kong. It will be convenient for Lanlan and Xixi to come over in the future."
Ji Mingzong was slightly stunned, seeming a little surprised: "Does Lanlan know?"
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It is one thing for him to have ideas and preparations, but speaking out about his ideas and preparations at this time will undoubtedly mean to drive them away.
“We followed her advice and she agreed.”
Ji Mingzong was silent for a moment and nodded slightly: "In that case, I will look for the house. What do you think?"
An Qin nodded: "You have been in Beijing and Hong Kong for a long time, so it would be good for you to help us look for it. But we’ll pay for it.”
“You’re ruining me!” With his current net worth, giving his father-in-law and mother-in-law a house would be a hair-splitting expense. , that is because he, Ji Mingzong, is not a good person.
The people in the room are chatting.
The iron door outside the house opened wide, and Ji Lan's black Mercedes-Benz drove in.
People who used to park their cars in the parking lot now park directly at the door.
The moment Ji Mingzong saw Ji Lan's car coming in, he stood up and went to greet it.
As soon as I opened the door, I saw Ji Lan coming in from outside the house limping, her coat wet.
Looking a little embarrassed.
“What’s going on?”
"I fell," Ji Lan explained softly. When she was about to bend down to change her shoes, she was picked up by someone. She was so frightened that she screamed and hugged Ji Mingzong's neck.
"What are you doing? Put me down."
"Don't move!"
On the sofa in the living room, Ji Lan glanced at the man squatting in front of him, stretched out his hand and thought Pushing him away, his hand was held backhand.
"You want your parents to worry too?" He was not the only one in the living room. Wen Dai and An Qin would wait for her to come back every night before going to bed.
The love and care of parents for their daughters is vividly reflected in some subtle details.
Ji Lan has never enjoyed these emotions before.
“Lan Lan!” Wen Dai’s worried eyes fell on her.
When Ji Lan saw the situation in front of her, not to mention Ji Mingzong, just one Wen Dai could make her surrender.
She resigned herself to her fate and let Ji Mingzong pick up his trouser leg. There were some scratches on the knee of the intact leg, but fortunately it was not serious.
"Why did you fall?"
"It's snowing and the set is too slippery, so it's no big deal," she stretched out her hand to put down her trouser legs.
My eyes fell on Wen Dai, and she whispered softly: "You should go to bed early."
"Don't worry."
"Where is Xu Ying? She doesn't care much now. Something about the company?”
In the guest room upstairs, Ji Mingzong looked at Ji Lan who was taking off his clothes and getting ready to go to the bathroom.
"Then Mr. Chen must let her take care of it!"