Chapter 37 Do you have a photo of your third uncle?
“Ji Mingzong,” Ji Hongyi informed: “What’s wrong?”
Ji Mingzong?
Ming Zong?
With such a similar name, it would be unreasonable for her not to doubt it.
"It's nothing, just out of curiosity," Ji Lan looked away. From where she stood, she could clearly see what was going on in the booth where she had just been on the second floor.
Zhao Jiahuai's ability to come to the rescue in time must have been someone's instruction, and the person who gave the instruction had to see her being wronged.
"Third brother really doesn't treat us as a family," Ji Mingda tugged on the tie around his neck and looked at Ji Hongyi with some irritation: "You can't get enough oil and salt, what do you think?"
Ji Hongyi glanced at him: "Don't say this in front of the children."
Only then did Ji Mingda remember that Ji Lan was here too.
There was silence for a moment in the spacious elevator.
"Is Lanlan going home or not?"
"Go home," Ji Lan responded.
Ji Hongyi asked again: "Jinmao Mansion?"
Ji Lan nodded.
Ji Hongyi was very satisfied with her well-behavedness: "Your mother always feels in her heart that she owes Rourou and behaves inappropriately. Please bear with me. We are a family after all."
The fox pretends to be the tiger's power!
Ji Lan knew very well that over the years in the Ji family, Deng Yi had blatantly disliked her. Ji Hongyi was the one who silently promoted all of this. The blood of capitalists was filled with the remains of civilians.
The Ji family attaches great importance to their flesh and blood relatives. The old lady's words about her family members and her family members are enough to prove everything.
For so many years, one of them was a good person and the other was a bad person, and they put her on the fire to roast her.
She didn't understand when she was young, and if she doesn't understand now, she is stupid.
Ji Hongyi is different from Deng Yi. She can't quarrel in front of him. The better she behaves, the more Ji Hongyi will consider her when weighing the pros and cons.
As for Ji Rourou?
Why does she think Tiansheng can break Qingmei?
"I know, don't worry, dad," Ji Lan nodded obediently: "It was my fault that I had a fight with mom the day before yesterday. I have already apologized to mom."
Ji Hongyi nodded and said favorably: "As long as you understand."
The two parted in the parking lot.
Ji Mingda withdrew his gaze from Ji Lan, who was standing at the entrance of the elevator: "Fate has its way with people. If Ji Lan is his biological child and nurtured, he will definitely be a sharp knife in the future."
"The old lady is very dissatisfied with Rourou, how do you plan to solve it?"
Ji Hongyi didn't respond in time. He picked up the thermos cup by the car door and took a sip of strong tea: "Your sister-in-law will solve it."
Of course Ji Mingda knew that Deng Yi would solve it: "My sister-in-law loves her daughter, so she will naturally protect her, but she is afraid that if she still protects her in front of the old lady, she will make the old lady unhappy and it will implicate you."
When Ji Hongyi heard this, his expression turned cold.
At half past nine, the car drove towards Jinmao Bay. As soon as we entered, we saw Aunt Zhang standing downstairs, looking anxiously upstairs.
"What are you looking at?" Ji Hongyi's calm and gentle voice sounded from behind.
Aunt Zhang was frightened and hurriedly turned around to take the briefcase and coat from Ji Hongyi's hand: "Miss Rourou has been crying all afternoon when she came back. She doesn't know what happened. Madam was so anxious that she didn't even eat dinner."
Disgust flashed across Ji Hongyi's brows, and he untied his shirt cuffs and headed to the study.
He said nothing and his face was ashen.
Compared with Ji Rourou and Ji Lan, there is simply a world of difference.
One is well-behaved and sensible, while the other only cries all day long.
"Ask the driver to bring the car to the door."
"Okay, sir," Aunt Zhang put his belongings away and called the driver to come over. Three to five minutes later, the driver arrived. Ji Hongyi stepped upstairs and stood at the door of Ji Rourou's room, watching Deng Yi sitting on the bedside, hugging someone and coaxing her.
It's just those coaxing words that go around and around.
With a cold face, he pushed open the door with a bang.
In an instant, the choking stopped, Ji Rourou looked at Ji Hongyi standing at the door with tearful eyes, and shouted tremblingly: "Dad."
"Get dressed, go downstairs, I'll give you three minutes."
Seeing Ji Hongyi's unkind expression, Deng Yi let go of Ji Rourou and stood up to greet him: "What's wrong?"
"Send her to the old lady to learn the rules," Ji Hongyi stared at Deng Yi with a sullen face: "All she can do is cry and cry all day long. If she were Meng Jiangnu, my Ji family would have to cry to her sooner or later! It's so pretentious. Like a retard."
Deng Yi couldn't believe how these words could come out of Ji Hongyi's mouth: "What are you talking about? Rourou is also your daughter."
"Just because she is my daughter, Ji Hongyi, I can't stand her crying and crying all day long," Ji Hongyi shouted at her angrily, and all he could think about was Ji Mingda's words: "It's okay to make trouble at home, but it would be embarrassing to make trouble outside." , don’t you know how dire the Ji family is right now? Are you rushing to get someone else to deal with it?”
Deng Yi was yelled into silence.
She could understand Ji Hongyi's worries, but she also wanted to protect Ji Rourou.
The old lady of the Ji family is in her eighties. She was a young lady from an orthodox noble family. She was one of the first batch of college students in the 1950s. She has a very deep sense of family status. She has experienced turbulent times and returned from studying abroad.
After the family went bankrupt and then reorganized with the old man to create the current Ji family industry, the Ji family was reorganized under her strict family rules. Both Ji Hongyi and Ji Mingda were children raised under her strict methods.
If Ji Rourou falls into her hands, it will be no different from Little Swallow falling into the hands of Aunt Rong.
"The rules are taught slowly. How can Ji Lan expect Rourou to learn something in two months after learning it from Ji Xian for twenty years? I will watch her, and I will teach the rules slowly. Don't worry," Deng Yi walked over and covered Ji Hongyi's arm.
When people reach middle age, they strive for a strong body. When they reach this stage, they often compete with each other to see who can live longer.
When Ji Hongyi realized this, he started a campaign that lasted for several years. Now, even though he is in his fifties, his figure is still ahead of his peers.
Deng Yirou coaxed him with a soft voice: "We have been married for decades. I won't hold you back. Don't worry."
"It's best this way," Ji Hongyi stroked her hand away and went straight downstairs.
Ji Lan returned home, took off her shoes and went into the study to open her laptop.
Type the words Ji Mingzong in the search bar.
But I found that the Baidu entry was empty and there was no such name.
Then I remembered what Zhao Jiahuai said about Fengming Capital.
The entry jumps out to the rise of Fengming Capital.
Founded in Seattle in 2000, it was listed on the NASDAQ exchange in the United States in 2007. In 2010, it moved its Seattle headquarters back to China, Beijing and Hong Kong. It is located in Fengming Building, CBD Business District.
That's all, no other information. .
Ji Lan held the mouse, and the mouse arrow kept moving back and forth from Ji Mingzong to Fengming Capital
as if he was thinking about something.
After a long time, she picked up her mobile phone and made a call. On the other side, when Ji Xian answered the phone, the surrounding environment was noisy: "Lan Lan?"
"Are you busy?" Ji Lan asked, "I'll call you later?"
Ji Xian opened the box door and went out, holding his cell phone and entering the corridor: "It's okay, just tell me."
"Do you have a photo of your third uncle?"
Ji Xian was stunned: "Third uncle?"
Ji Lan hummed: "Ji Mingzong."
"No," Ji Xian responded truthfully: "What are you asking him for?"
"Nothing, I think I saw him today, I'm a little curious."
Ji Xian didn't take it to heart, but told Ji Lan: "He is not a kind person, stay away from him."