Chapter 40 Ji's Family Banquet
At half past one, Ji Lan sat up wrapped in a quilt and heard the sound of running water coming from the bathroom.
Ji Lan's eyes fell on the black customized mobile phone on the bedside table.
My fingertips moved slightly, wanting to pick it up and take a closer look.
If Ji Mingzong and Mingzong were the same person, then their relationship would have something to say.
The legal aspect doesn't matter, but the moral aspect may be brought up for criticism.
Just as Ji Lan was about to reach out his hand, the sound of running water in the bathroom suddenly stopped.
"Jilan," Ji Mingzong called her through the glass door: "Go to the door to get clothes."
Ji Lan put on her nightgown, tied it with a belt, and opened the door with weak steps.
Yan Hui stood at the door holding the bag and handed the things to her respectfully: "Miss Ji, here are your change of clothes and toiletries."
Ji Lan grunted, reached out to take the thing, and suddenly said, "What's your husband's last name?"
"Ji" Yan Hui almost blurted out, but then he thought, Ji Lan was digging a hole for himself: "Why do you ask that, Miss?"
Ji Lan raised his eyebrows slightly: "Your surname is Ji?"
"My surname is Ming. I just asked Miss Ji why she asked this question." Yan will correct his mistake.
I was beating a drum in my heart, and suddenly I felt that what Zhang Ying said was right, "Ji Lan is a smart person!"
Ji Mingzong packed himself up and came out, buttoning his shirt one by one with his slender fingertips. Ji Lan sat on the imperial concubine's couch in the bedroom and looked at him.
Admiring the man's figure and appearance.
Every frame of this man's movements is like a model from a textbook.
Very representative.
"Are you considering moving to Lanting Villa?"
This is? What does cohabitation mean?
“The progress bar is too fast,” Ji Lan responded truthfully.
"What are you afraid of?" The man smiled casually: "Will I penetrate you?"
"You don't know how?" Ji Lan asked.
Ji Mingzong tugged at his lips: "Ji Lan, you need to grow up."
You have to be on an equal footing with him to bear the word "Shangyin", Ji Lan?
Heh————
The black Maybach drove all the way out of Jinmao Mansion.
Yan Hui drove, his hands holding the steering wheel were sweating. He raised his hand to wipe the sweat on the seam of his trousers, and looked at the man who was leaning on the back seat with his eyes closed, "Mr."
"Miss Ji just asked me tentatively, what is your last name."
Ji Mingzong raised his eyelids lightly.
No wonder!
No wonder this man took the initiative to flirt with her tonight. It turned out to be suspicious.
"Be careful."
"yes."
The car drove all the way back to Fengming Capital.
As soon as he entered the office, Zhang Ying came in with a document and handed it to him: "This is the data from Hengli. It is said that Mr. Ji Er is also interested in the land in the Fifth Ring Road and is using his connections."
"And I submitted a loan application to Hengli."
Ji Mingzong took the document and flipped it through. When his eyes fell on their numbers, he suddenly laughed: "13 billion?"
Zhang Ying nodded: "Yes, they are planning to ask Hengli Bank for 10 billion."
I don’t know if it’s because Ji Mingda is big-hearted or because Henli fed them too much.
What's the difference between this and taking bank depositors' money and going out with nothing?
With such a large leverage, if you lose money, who will be the one holding the whole deal?
If something happens, Hengli Bank will be the first to escape.
"You must be capable," Ji Mingzong said with a solemn smile filled with cold murderous intent: "Tell Li Zhen to deal with it." "Understood," Zhang Ying nodded: "All the gifts prepared have been delivered tonight. ”
"Mother's Day on Sunday" Zhang Ying hesitated: "Do I need to order anything?"
The relationship between Ji Mingzong and Ji's family is far less harmonious than it seems on the surface, and can even be interpreted as enemies.
In a wealthy family, if there are many sons, there will inevitably be times when there is too much to take care of, and there will always be one person who suffers the big loss.
As luck would have it, it was Ji Mingzong who suffered the most from the Ji family.
The old lady gave birth to him when she was approaching her fifties. She was at the beginning of her career. He was raised by his aunt. As he entered the stage of studying, he needed to spend more effort to pay attention to his growth. However, the company was booming and he had no intention of paying attention. After a long period of time, the couple After a quarrel he became the victim.
Send him abroad directly without asking for his opinion or caring whether he wants it or not.
I sent him away when I had no energy left, but now that I am old and need my descendants to care for me in my old age, I will come to get close to him again.
Is he some kind of blood bag?
"If you order a bouquet of flowers, if it exceeds one hundred yuan, you can post it yourself."
Zhang Ying: A wealthy gentleman worth hundreds of billions is really trampling on people.
The first Sunday in May, Mother's Day.
Ji Lanyuan did not miss this holiday, but when he got off work in the afternoon, Sun Luo, Ji Hongyi's secretary, came to pick him up and said that the old lady asked everyone to get together for a meal.
Get in touch with family members.
Ji Lan looked at the person in front of him and was a little stunned for a moment: "Secretary Sun, are you sure you want to invite me up?"
"Miss, Mr. Ji asked me to come, there's nothing wrong with it," Sun Luo responded to Ji Lan's words.
To be honest, he was shocked when he heard Ji Hongyi's words. How could Ji Lan be invited to such a family dinner in the past?
Mrs. Ji has traditional thoughts in her bones. As an adopted daughter, she cannot even enter the gate of her ancestral home.
Why would he invite her up this time for the first time?
Ji Lan was thinking about it, always feeling that this was a Hongmen Banquet: "Can I not go?"
"Secretary Sun just said he didn't see me?"
"This————" Sun Luo asked a little bit.
Ji Lan, a person with a clear heart, would not be so stupid that he knew that it was a Hongmen Banquet and he was a sheep in a tiger's mouth. When he lowered his head slightly, when he raised his eyes, his eyes were sparkling: "Secretary Sun also knows that my status in the Ji family is embarrassing. In all these years, I have never even entered the gate of the Ji family's ancestral home, so they asked me to go back rashly."
"Miss, I also have orders, this is not within my ability!" Sun Luo's heart was turbulent when he saw others bowing their heads to show weakness.
"Mr. Ji gave an order to take you back, and also told you not to think too much. It's just a meal, and you won't get much out of it," Sun Luo told Ji Hongyi's words intact.
Ji Lan was suspicious.
But she won't give up until this person is taken away.
With no choice, I got in the car and headed all the way to the hilltop manor in Jinmao Bay.
At half past six, Ji Lan entered the manor, and Deng Yi had already arrived with Ji Rourou.
When Ji Rourou saw her coming, she came over coquettishly and took her arm, acting out a sisterly relationship with her.
One sister at a time, Ji Lan was stunned for a while.
In the room, the old lady was sitting on the sofa. She was about eighty years old. Her half-white hair was meticulously combed, her eyebrows were painted red, and she was wearing a loose cheongsam. She looked like a young lady from Shanghai.
Ji Lan looked at the person and greeted politely: "Old lady."
When the old lady heard this, her hand on the crutch tightened slightly, and her shrewd eyes showed displeasure: "You don't know how to call me grandma?"
Ji Lan obediently changed her words: "Grandma."
"Come and sit."
Shu Wen asked Ji Lan to take a seat with discernment and handed her a cup of tea.
Ji Lan sat upright on the chair and looked away from the tea cup. He only heard the old lady ask: "Call the third child and ask him where he is."