Chapter 8 is the first time!
“Mr. Ming, what a coincidence!”
Ji Mingzong put his mobile phone in his pocket and walked towards Ji Lan. His warm tone sounded like he had just met him: "What a coincidence. Miss Ji is here to handle business?"
"Yes! Mr. Ming too?"
"Yes," the man said neither yes nor no. Inspection is also a part of work and does not count as lying.
"Are you driving?" Ji Mingzong asked.
"No."
"Send it to you?"
Ji Lan glanced at the black GLC behind him: "Will it be troublesome?"
Ji Mingzong walked to the car, opened the door of the passenger seat with his backhand, and watched Ji Lan hit the ball: "If you have something to seek, it won't be a problem."
Ji Lan was startled: "What does Mr. Ming mean by this?"
"Do you want to talk about this topic in public?" Ji Mingzong, a young man from a wealthy and powerful family, knows how to manipulate people's hearts.
Looking at Ji Lan, every word she spoke was based on her current mental activity.
Speak according to her thoughts, giving people the illusion of being frank and calculating.
Although Ji Lan is not bad at heart, his skills are somewhat inferior to those of this thousand-year-old fox.
As soon as the black GLC drove out of the bank, Ji Lan put on her seat belt and looked at him: "What is there in me that is worthy of Mr. Ming's pursuit?"
"Miss Ji, the night before yesterday was my first time!" The man's face was calm, and the words from his thin lips made Ji Lan black.
She froze in place while leaning on the back of her chair. When she looked at him, her neck seemed to be cracking.
"Mr. Ming means that he wants me to take responsibility!"
When the man heard this, he laughed hastily, and while waiting for the traffic light, he glanced sideways at Ji Lan and said, "If Miss Ji is in trouble, forget it."
"I don't like forcing things on others either."
"If I remember correctly, sir, did you use your hands?" Ji Lan recalled the scene the night before yesterday: "The first time Mr. Ming mentioned was the first time for the whole group, or the first time for each of the ten-fingered girls?"
Strong words!
Smooth tongue!
Ji Mingzong smiled and tapped his slender fingertips on the steering wheel: "All of them!"
"Miss Ji, I have been defiled by you!"
"Fart!" Ji Lan couldn't help but spit it out. As if he was afraid of being blackmailed, he retorted angrily: "Adults must be able to take responsibility for their own actions. There is evidence that I was drugged and became delirious. , Sir is sober."
"There are thousands of solutions before you, but you, sir, have chosen the most vulgar one. Can I understand that you are willing to perish?"
After Ji Lan dropped this long speech, Ji Mingzong felt as if he had been bombarded. His half-smiling eyes moved from Ji Lan's face to his chest: "Miss Ji, you are so beautiful and alluring that it is hard to resist!"
"Mr. Ming is not strong enough to stop himself. Do you blame me?"
"What does Mr. Ji mean?" Zhang Ying was sitting in the passenger seat of the black Rolls-Royce, staring at the black GLC in front of him with a confused look on his face.
Yan Hui held the steering wheel and followed the 400-yuan small car in front at a leisurely speed of forty yards: "What does it mean to catch a woman! What else can it mean?"
"Is it illegal to catch a woman driving a Rolls-Royce?"
Yan Hui thought to himself, isn’t it illegal? Who doesn’t know that this slut’s license plate belongs to the Ji family? If the little girl knew that he was from the Ji family, what else would he catch?
With one sentence, my uncle directly pressed him into the moral tombstone.
"I haven't heard that your husband has a girl he likes? Which girl is she from?"
Yan Hui glanced at Zhang Ying and didn't dare to say anything!
“Ask you!” Zhang Ying urged: “Can’t you say it anymore?” Yan Hui’s head was filled with dark clouds: “I dare not say it!”
"Underage?"
Yan Hui: "It's more terrifying than this!"
"How terrifying can it be? It can't be incest, right?" The heirs raised according to the template from the wealthy family in Beijing and Hong Kong will not have no ethics and morals, right?
Yan Hui’s fingertips holding the steering wheel tightened slightly, and his eyes like a female ghost glanced at Zhang Ying leisurely. This glance was worth a thousand words.
Zhang Ying felt like beating a drum: "Don't tell me, am I right?"
"You guessed it right, I didn't say anything." Is this something that a driver and bodyguard can say?
"Wori!" Zhang Ying held his head in both hands with an expression of disbelief on his face: "Healthy love is important, but abnormal love is really wonderful."
"Can I have a hand melon?"
Yan Hui curled his lips: "Do you think I don't want to eat it? We can't even get in the car, so it would be nice to have second-hand food for you to eat."
The black GLC was parked all the way at the entrance of the Entrepreneurship Park.
This land was originally contracted and built by a real estate company owned by the Ji family, and it was specially leased to young people for starting their own businesses.
Unexpectedly, I followed people all the way here.
"Work here?" Zhang Ying looked around.
Yan Hui was also here for the first time. He looked around and responded vaguely: "Maybe."
Even if Ji Lan is the adopted daughter of the Ji family, if Ji Hongyi wants to promote her, renting an office building for her near the CBD would be better than this kind of youth entrepreneurial base.
This makes it clear that I don’t even want to pretend.
In Beijing and Hong Kong, there are many second-generation people who rent a gatehouse under the guise of starting a business, decorate it in a high-end manner, hire a few people to do odd jobs, and then give themselves the title of second-generation founders.
This Ji Lan is also miserable!
The black GLC drove out from the entrepreneurial base and parked under the camphor tree next to the road.
Yan Hui and Zhang Ying got out of the car.
The man got out of the black Mercedes and got into a Rolls-Royce with Ji's license plate.
Zhang Ying sat in the driver's seat and held the steering wheel. He glanced at Mr. Ji's face through the rearview mirror, then considered the man's emotions and said, "The founder of Jupiter Coffee has arrived at the office."
"Yes," Ji Mingzong responded lightly, took out his phone and took a look at it. When he saw that there was no message coming in, he slowly put the phone into his pocket.
"Fuyuan Real Estate said that the land has been acquired, but the investment promotion is stuck. I guess Mr. Ji will come to see you tonight."
"Where's Ji Hongyi? How about the newly found daughter?"
Zhang Ying was stunned: "I haven't paid attention to this yet."
Who would care about a real daughter brought back from the village? If there is no benefit exchange, there will be no big scene.
"Pay attention!" Ji Mingda said concisely.
Zhang Ying asked cautiously: "Mr. Ji has second thoughts about Miss Ji?"
When Ji Mingzong heard Zhang Ying's words, his expression changed slightly.
It's Mr. Ji and Miss Ji. Are you afraid that others won't know that there is an unclear relationship between them?
"Do you have any objections??" Ji Mingzong looked at him with a half-smile, his eyes as sharp as a sharp blade, piercing straight into Zhang Ying's heart.
Zhang Ying tightened his fingertips on the steering wheel slightly and responded bravely: "I don't dare, Mr. Ji will forgive me."
Ji Mingzong touched his lips with a cold smile. The man took out a cigarette from the center console of the back seat and lit it. He held it between his fingertips and took a deep breath: "Zhang Ying, I will give you an annual salary of tens of millions. It’s not for you to criticize me.”
(End of chapter)