88. Chapter 88 In this situation, will the third master of the Ji family show up?


Chapter 88 In this situation, will the third master of the Ji family show up?

"What does Mr. Jiang mean by this?" Ji Lan was a little confused.

The waiter brought the wine, and Jiang Shaoding took a sip of the wine from the glass. He looked at Ji Lan with a little helplessness in his eyes and thought, forget it, she has the capital to let a man settle everything for her.

"It's okay, just think I farted," Jiang Shaoding put down the cup in his hand and glanced at Ji Lan: "Wait for my call."

"Jiang" Before Xu Ying could recover, Jiang Shaoding stood up and left, coming and going in a hurry, angrily.

"What's wrong with him?" Xu Ying was inexplicably flustered when she saw him coming. After all, Jiang Shaoding was the investment father, so they had a problem now.

If they really don't handle it well, won't Jiang Shaoding be done with them?

I thought he was here to hold me to account, but he turned around and left without saying anything about waiting for his call.

Just leave? ? ? ?

"Let's go!" Ji Lan stood up and asked Xu Ying to leave.

The next morning, as soon as Ji Lan entered the company, Jiang Shaoding called.

"Don't wear high heels when you go to Seongsan Golf Course at night. We're going to fight."

Ji Lan:.

Many people in Beijing and Hong Kong dislike Jiang Shaoding. Words such as second-rate, ruffian, and uneducated are like permanent labels attached to him.

What's more, some people laughed at him. As long as he didn't start a business in this life, the Jiang family's property could guarantee him prosperity and wealth for several lifetimes. However, this person did not believe in evil.

In the evening, Ji Lan changed into sportswear and went to the golf course.

As soon as they arrived, Jiang Shaoding's car drove in closely behind.

A black POLO shirt and trousers.

"He Feng made an appointment with people from Radio and Television to have dinner here. Let's go in and join in."

Ji Lan followed him closely: "Are you such a rogue?"

"Isn't he a gangster who stole your job?" Jiang Shaoding glanced at him: "I am also a sinner. I originally wanted to be Party A's father, but Party A didn't become a father, and I am almost the same as my father."

"Ji Hongyi paved the way and didn't even reach the point where he pounced on me, right?"

Ji Lan touched his nose and said, "Don't say anything!" Don’t even say it!

There are only a few media companies in Beijing and Hong Kong. Among the rising ones, apart from Ji Lan, He Feng is a famous one.

These two people did not have much contact in the past, and were even said to be incompatible.

Ji Lan took down several ancient scripts at the beginning of the year, from Qing Palace to Overlord, and held no fewer than ten scripts in his hands. He Feng followed Ji Lan's lead and also made a fortune.

What a coincidence, the two spent almost the same amount of time filming.

Ji Lan finished filming only half a month earlier than him.

It would be fine if everyone relied on their ability to make a living, but he still showed off.

When Jiang Shaoding appeared on the golf course, the leaders who were originally talking to He Feng moved their eyes over and greeted Jiang Shaoding.

"Mr. Jiang alone? With us?"

Jiang Shaoding laughed: "I've made an appointment with someone, they'll be there in a minute."

"Who is it?" someone asked curiously.

To put it bluntly, these senior leaders of radio and television are supported by the advertising investment of major groups. The senior leaders of major groups in Beijing and Hong Kong are more accurate than anyone else.

If they don’t touch it on time, where will their annual benefits come from?

The Chiang family, which started out as a traditional print media company in Beijing and Hong Kong, is inextricably linked to them.

Even if you don't fawn over, you still have to get close.

Who came out together? Jiang Shaoding glanced sideways. Ji Lan came out wearing a white pleated skirt and a high ponytail. A girl in her early twenties is the time to be young and beautiful.

For just a moment, the lust in Jiang Shaoding's heart was revived.

But there was a voice in his head telling him that the person behind Ji Lan was someone he couldn't afford to offend. He didn't have to risk his future for a woman.

"Mr. Ji?" Someone recognized Ji Lan and looked at the director. Thinking of the bureau organized by He Feng today, the atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

The hot air seemed to blow into everyone's faces through the glass of the golf course, making people breathless.

Ji Lan stood there with the club in hand, his waist straight and looking at everyone with a smile on his face. He said nothing or opened his mouth, letting the tight and tense atmosphere ferment around him.

A bunch of dogs look down on people because they think there is no one behind her to support them, so they dare to suppress her film.

Now a Jiang Shaoding can make them frown. If it were the Ji family, they would probably be able to drink a few pots.

In early July, Beijing and Hong Kong were experiencing a heat wave.

A group of people were sweating coldly while playing indoor golf in an air-conditioned room.

He Feng stood on the edge, his eyes swept around everyone, and then fell on Ji Lan: "I didn't expect it was such a coincidence that we could meet Mr. Jiang and Mr. Ji and play together?"

A polite word.

The atmosphere at the scene was awkward, and any sensible person would reject it.

But Ji Lan didn’t recognize faces!

Everyone else is trying to destroy her job, so who can she show off?

He raised his eyebrows, chuckled, and agreed: "Okay!"

He Feng was startled.

During a round of golf, Jiang Shaoding stood by and cheered for the whole game, with an elegant attitude, playing the main game to support Ji Lan.

When the game was over, Jiang Shaoding looked at He Feng and pointedly said: "I heard that Mr. He is good at billiards. If I have time, I can set up a game at the Beijing-Hong Kong Club to compare notes."

"Mr. Jiang, just don't think I'm not good at football."

"It's okay if you're not good at football, just good character." As soon as the sarcastic tone came out, He Feng's face looked unclear. Jiang Shaoding Quan acted as if he hadn't seen it, and turned his eyes to the person beside him: "Lin Tai What’s the long story?”

The person who was asked had cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.

Saying it offends people, saying it doesn't also offend people.

At eleven o'clock, we left.

Jiang Shaoding dropped the cigarette in his hand on the ground, raised his foot and crushed it out. Then his disgusted eyes fell on Ji Lan: "You are so useless! This kind of novice can't even handle it."

"Mr. Jiang, is it possible that you are the one that people are afraid of, and they are stepping on lonely women like me?"

"A widow?" Jiang Shaoding smiled: "A tree as big as the Ji family can't cover you behind you? Your head is really big!"

"Ji Lan, no one who cares about face can achieve great things." If she doesn't make use of the Ji family's connections now, will she only think of it after she's dead?

"If you put all your thoughts on men into pursuing a career, you will reach heaven sooner or later in your life."

On July 12, Xingfan Pharmaceuticals, a subsidiary of Jijia, was listed in the port area. That night, Jijia chartered a luxury cruise ship and invited dignitaries from Beijing and Hong Kong to celebrate.

The seven-story luxury cruise ship slowly sailed into the sea from Pier 1. The entire cruise ship was full of lights, dancing and singing.

When Ji Lan slowly walked into the crowd wearing a white off-shoulder gauze dress, there were whispers around her.

"Would the third master of the Ji family show up in this situation?"

"It's hard to say, isn't it said that the third son will take over the throne?"

"We still have to work hard on the scene. Mr. Ji has made the scene so big that even the old lady of the Ji family is in attendance. Mr. Ji will definitely come."

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