Chapter 24 Do you suspect that Director Ji is a member of Ji’s family?
"Mr. Xu, thank you very much for giving me this opportunity. This is my little thought, please accept it."
Ji Lan went to Xinglin Advertising to sign the contract early in the morning. He bowed his back to Xu Xinglin for a while. When he was about to send the gift to him, Xu Xinglin's expression changed.
"Mr. Xu? Is there something wrong?"
Xu Xinglin glanced at the somewhat familiar gift box and shook his head with deep doubts in his heart: "No."
"Most of today's young people are very impetuous. With Ms. Ji's drive, reaching the top is just around the corner!"
"By Mr. Xu's good words, Lanying Media will not let you down," Ji Lan greeted people. Before leaving, the question that had been stuck in his throat was never asked.
On the way back to the company after signing the contract, Xu Ying called to ask if everything went well.
Ji Lan said: "It's signed."
"So refreshing?" Xu Ying was on the other side, holding a cup of coffee and a mobile phone, standing under the shade of a tree and looking at the shooting location ahead: "What is Mr. Ming's background?"
"I don't know," Ji Lan held the steering wheel and looked at the road carefully.
"You didn't ask?"
"If you don't ask me, you can still pretend to be cool. If you ask me, won't you betray me? I don't even know the background of the funder. What if someone tries to take advantage of me?" Everyone in the business world is like a thousand-year-old monster. , a little monster like her who has just entered the arena must be on guard against someone?
"Deng Yi organized a charity dinner on Saturday."
"Charity dinner?" Xu Ying was surprised: "Isn't he dragging you there to do misfortune to raise donations again?"
This Deng Yi has been following his routine for twenty years and is too lazy to change.
Ji Lan responded indifferently: "Who knows."
"Mr. Xu."
As soon as Ji Lan left, Xu Xinglin called his secretary into the office and waved him over: "Come, let's see if this looks like what we gave to Director Ji last time?"
The secretary looked at it carefully: "It seems to be, how come this thing is back in your hands?"
"Ji Lan from Lanying Media just brought it here."
The secretary was stunned: "Both are named Ji? Are these two members of the same family? But isn't Ji Lan the adopted daughter of the Ji family in Beijing and Hong Kong?"
"Go and check if there is anyone in the Ji family who is in their thirties."
"Do you suspect that Director Ji is a member of Ji's family?" the secretary was confused.
"Just in case," Xu Xinglin thought for a moment: "Mr. Ji has three sons. It is said that the three sons went abroad when they were teenagers and never came back. According to the time, they should be in their thirties now. If Director Ji is a member of the Ji family, He has a great background. With Fengming Capital in his hands and the nearly century-old tree of the Ji family, he will be the commercial overlord of Beijing and Hong Kong sooner or later. "
Throughout the ages, those who can make the first pot of gold are the first people who stand at the forefront.
If he really wanted to do this, he would seize this opportunity no matter what.
In the evening, Ji Lan had just parked her car in the parking lot when she received a call from Ji Xian, asking her to go up and open the door.
She hurried over and saw Ji Xian standing at the door, with large and small gift bags next to her.
She opened the door and asked, "What is it?"
"Tobacco, wine, tea, ginseng, deer antlers, and bird's nests are all brought to you from the warehouse. When you start your own business, there will always be some human connections, so you don't have to worry about buying them."
Ji Lan thought to himself, what a guy.
Deng Yi knew that he would vomit blood.
"You are really my good brother," Ji Lan helped Ji Xian move the large and small bags into the empty guest room.
When she bent down to place things, she saw the gift bags she had packed in the morning squarely placed on the cabinet.
But it turned out that the tea given to her by Mingzong was missing.
Ji Lan's heart trembled: "It's broken!"
She still didn't know what was in Mingzong's gift bag. In case it's not something serious.
"What's broken?" Ji Xian happened to hear this sentence as he moved in.
Ji Lan calmed down and changed the topic: "It's nothing."
Seeing that it was still early, after moving things, Ji Lan took Ji Xian to a nearby supermarket to stock up on a lot of daily necessities.
From the living area to the vegetable area, the two of them chatted all the way.
"It's not peaceful at home lately, so it's a good thing that you move out."
Ji Xian took the meat Ji Lan took out from the freezer and put it on the cart.
"Ji Rourou is back, shouldn't the whole family be happy?" Ji Lan chatted with him one after another.
"Grandpa has health problems. My dad and my second uncle have property in their hands. My third uncle just came back from abroad recently. The Ji family only has Hengli Bank. Both my dad and my second uncle are eyeing this piece of meat."
Ji Lan understood that the biggest piece of meat of the Ji family was Hengli Bank. The old man had separated Fuyuan and Maosheng and controlled Hengli Bank alone.
This shows the importance of Hengli.
Now that the eldest son and the second son have property, only the third son is left. As luck would have it, only the third son is left without property.
This result can be imagined.
Fight!
What kind of wealthy family is it if it doesn’t fight?
"What do you think?" Ji Lan asked casually: "How about choking on lettuce at night?"
"Okay," Ji Xian took the lettuce and threw it into the cart: "Is this something I can solve by thinking about it?"
"Yes," Ji Lan answered.
Ji Hongyi is now fifty years old, Maosheng Pharmaceutical's territory is gradually expanding, and his ambition is also gradually growing.
As for Ji Mingda, when the national real estate industry was booming, Hengli was the money bag hanging around his waist. Naturally, he was unwilling to hand the money bag into the hands of others.
There were not many people in the supermarket. When queuing up to check out, Ji Lan took out his wallet and his hand was held down by Ji Xian: "Brother, come on."
Ji Lan stood behind him, looking at Ji Xian, the warmth between his eyebrows and eyes was like an abyss, almost overflowing.
"I wish you were my brother."
Ji Xian glanced at her, his eyes dark and unclear: "Not good."
"What's wrong?"
Ji Xian responded seriously: "It's not good anywhere."
Ji Lan moved to Jinmao Mansion and started cooking for the first time. When she cooked, Ji Xian helped.
A meal is completed quickly.
At the dinner table, the two of them had eaten and drank enough. Ji Xian took out a tea set from the gift he brought and brewed two cups of tea.
"Don't go to the Hongmen Banquet on Saturday."
Ji Lan held the cup and wiped the water vapor on the glass bit by bit with her fingertips: "Do I have a choice?"
"It looks like freedom, but in fact I am wearing shackles," Ji Lan smiled helplessly: "When did Deng Yi let me fight successfully?"
Ji Xian lowered his eyes slightly, his tone was meaningful, and his surging emotions were suppressed: "Wait a little longer."
After sending Ji Xian downstairs, and when he came back up, Ji Lan saw two cards on the dining table, a large-value shopping card from the supermarket and a bank card.
Just as he was about to take it off and give it back to Ji Xian, a text message came in: "The password is your birthday and business capital."
On the morning of the 29th, Ji Lan was reading a script with the screenwriter when the stylist came to the door with something.
Block her in the company.