Chapter 38 Ji Mingzong: Come out!
"Miss Ji, President Jiang, please come up."
The next day, Ji Lan took Zhang Fan up to the Jiang family. It was a rare smooth journey.
The smooth Zhang Fan didn't believe his eyes: "How did you deal with him?"
"What do you think?" Ji Lan asked.
"How could I guess this?"
Jiang Shaoding's office was filled with the aroma of tea. Boiling water was boiling on the tea table nearby, and tea leaves were tumbling in the transparent kettle.
When Ji Lan walked in, he smiled generously and shouted: "Mr. Jiang."
"Miss Ji, come on, come on, sit down," Jiang Shaoding changed his previous cynicism, stood up and sat on the sofa facing Ji Lan, looking up and down, looking at her inside and out: "Miss Ji is really, deeply Hide it or not! If you had told me that you had a close relationship with Mr. Zhao, we wouldn’t have had so many twists and turns.”
"When did Miss Ji and Mr. Zhao meet?" Jiang Shaoding wanted to cling to the powerful, and Zhao Jiahuai was one of them. Further up, it was said that Zhao Jiahuai had a close relationship with the reclusive CEO of Fengming Capital. He was not without his thoughts.
But for Zhao Jiahuai, he invited him ten times and he came out once.
The posture is so high that even if he stands on tiptoe, he can't even reach it.
Now that I'm on the line with Ji Lan, I naturally want to flatter him.
"Thanks to Mr. Jiang," Ji Lan responded ambiguously.
Jiang Shaoding was startled. Didn't he bring these two together by himself? If that were the case, then he wouldn't be able to hold his head up in front of Zhao Jiahuai.
"Oops," Jiang Shaoding slapped his thigh and removed it: "This is also hard to explain. When Miss Ji came to see me for the first time, I received a call from Mr. Deng, who secretly told me not to interfere in your affairs. Son, otherwise why would I make things difficult for you?"
Jiang Shaoding's words were true, Deng Yi did come to see him.
Let him ignore Ji Lan's affairs.
But in the middle of the journey, he got interested but couldn't hold back his face. He wanted Ji Lan to lick her. He thought he could win the beauty back, but Zhao Jiahuai showed up halfway.
It disturbed this muddy water.
"No wonder," Ji Lan laughed: "I just said that Mr. Jiang is not this kind of person."
Jiang Shaoding laughed loudly, hiding his embarrassment, walked down the steps given by Ji Lan, and bent down to pour her tea.
Ji Lan breathed a sigh of relief when he got the contract after two months of hard work.
As soon as he entered the elevator, Zhang Fan took the contract and looked at it over and over: "Did you really sign it? What kind of magic did you use to make that old pervert?"
Ji Lan glanced over with a cold look, and Zhang Fan shut up, forgetting that this was someone else's territory.
May Day holiday.
After finishing filming the short drama at the film and television base, Xu Ying took the company's artists back to Beijing and Hong Kong.
She whined and asked Ji Lan to make a spa appointment.
As soon as the two of them were lying on the bed, Xu Ying complained endlessly: "It's so difficult. I'm a father and a mother at the same time. Little girls these days are so damn stubborn."
"I'm still a child myself! I follow people around and coax them every day."
"If I keep practicing, won't I be able to play with ten men with one hand?"
Ji Lan couldn't help but laugh out loud, knowing that the two newly signed artists in the company were difficult to deal with: "Thank you for your hard work."
"More than just hard work," Xu Yin stretched himself up and looked at Ji Lan, the thin quilt on his body slipped off, revealing a large piece of snow-white shoulders: "I need to find a man to comfort my injured heart, you have to accompany me."
"Where to go?" Ji Lan asked.
"Looking for a male model!" Xu Ying yelled: "The matter with Jiang Shaoding has been settled, and the stone in my heart has also fallen. After the holiday, I will be exhausted and busy for the second round. Taking advantage of this gap, I To replenish blood.”
"Will you stay with me?"
"Stay with me," Ji Lan responded hurriedly.
The two of them came out of the spa and went to find a Japanese restaurant on the edge of the Jing River to satisfy their appetites. Then they turned around the street and found the famous bar street.
In the city of Beijing and Hong Kong, as long as you have money, there are many places to have fun.
On a May day, the temperature was gradually rising. Ji Lan wore a dark green chiffon dress and followed Xu Ying in. She found a private room and called the manager. Not long after, dozens of men lined up in the box.
Xu Ying leaned on the sofa, holding a wine glass, and looked over slowly: "Can we take away?"
"Sister, we don't sell our bodies here."
Xu Ying raised her eyebrows: "Not selling yourself?"
The manager responded calmly: "Yes."
"Sister, I have a lot of money," Xu Ying said in a bold tone, "Do you want to sell it?"
"This——" The manager glanced at the people behind him in embarrassment: "It depends on the intention of the person involved."
Blocking people's way of making money is like killing their parents. Naturally, he will not stop a young man who wants to make money.
In the dim box, Xu Ying curled her lips, sneered, and raised her slender hand: "It's him."
Lin's eyes fell on Ji Lan: "What about you?"
In the box on the top floor.
Ji Mingzong was leaning on the sofa, his shirt sleeves pushed up high, a cigarette between his fingertips, and chatting with the person opposite him.
Fengming Capital has recently set its sights on a piece of land outside the Fifth Ring Road and plans to build a large resort.
Recently I have been mediating with people from the Development Office.
Favors in shopping malls are either done at the wine table or in sensual places.
The atmosphere in the private room was ambiguous. The waitress was standing next to him, pouring wine and feeding him fruits. She was so coquettish that she wanted to strip him naked on the spot.
"Director Ji," Zhang Ying took the gift bag from the parking lot and came up. He leaned over and said in Ji Mingzong's ear, "Miss Ji is downstairs."
Ji Mingzong's half-draped long eyelashes flickered for a moment: "Downstairs?"
"Yes," Zhang Ying nodded.
Ji Mingzong: "What?"
Zhang Ying did not dare to speak directly, but instead glanced at the people in the development office and then back away.
The meaning is obvious.
Ji Mingzong's calm eyebrows became chapped for a moment. He raised his hand to light ashes on the ashtray and motioned for Zhang Ying to take a seat.
He took out his phone and ran his long fingertips over the keys.
Finally, he said hello to the people in the box and walked out.
Downstairs, Ji Lan had just chosen someone amidst Xu Ying's urging, and the other person was sitting next to him pouring wine for him.
Text messages came in on the phone.
A text message came from a man I hadn’t contacted in half a month.
"come out."
Ji Lan was stunned.
Get up and get ready to go out with your phone in hand.
"Where to go?"
"bathroom."
Xu Ying looked at her suspiciously: "There is a bathroom in the private room!"
Ji Lan pursed her lips and glanced at her: "I'm afraid I'll smoke you when I poop."
Xu Ying: .
The box door opened and closed. As soon as Ji Lan came out of the box, she saw a man standing in the dark corridor. He stood tall and his broad back looked majestic under the spotlight above his head.
The cold air from the central air conditioner made the cigarette flicker on his fingertips.
A heavy gaze fell on her, which was particularly oppressive.