Chapter 93: The best sleep
The Ji family banquet is over before the big house is happy.
News came from Ji's manor that the old lady was sick.
The family hurried to the manor.
When I first saw the old lady lying on the bed with a pale face, I hurriedly asked the doctor, but what I was told was: "I'm tired."
Everyone looked confused and didn't say much.
When Deng Yi and Chen Yan sent the doctor down the mountain, Chen Yan couldn't hide the matter and muttered: "My mother is getting old after all, and I should let my sister-in-law take care of the tedious matters such as the family business and have a good rest. "
"Lest you get tired and do something bad."
Chen Yan is a smart person who can make three mistakes in one sentence. Deng Yi is not stupid either. After so many years of confrontation, he naturally knows what to say and what not to say.
They look close to each other on the surface, but in fact they are very defensive in their hearts.
In the room, Ji Hongyi was asking Shu Wen: "The old lady got off the boat and didn't go home to rest?"
"I went to the InterContinental Hotel to meet an old friend and chatted for a while before coming back." Shu Wen deliberately concealed it. If they knew that he was going to see the third master at this time, the three sons of the Ji family would definitely cause another storm.
"What old friend?"
Shu Wen shook his head: "Uncle, you also know that the old lady is cautious."
Of course Ji Hongyi knew, he sighed and thought, that's all.
The matter has come to this, and it is useless to ask.
Chen Yan came in, happened to hear the sigh, and muttered meaningfully: "The third child is the same. He just doesn't participate in family activities. My mother is sick now and she can't be seen."
As soon as these words came out, Shu Wen's eyes flashed calmly.
On July 15th, the film that Ji Lan was stuck in was reviewed. Jiang Shaoding learned that Ji Lan intended to be in prime time, so he was naturally willing to help deal with it. After all, he was one of the investors.
On the evening of the 16th, Ji Lan booked a highly private club. Once the door was closed, several surveillance cameras were facing the door, allowing only license plates to be registered.
In the box, Jiang Shaoding talked about this matter and praised Ji Lan endlessly, praising her for her flawless work.
In 10 years, the Internet was not developed, but in order to win jobs, the paper media went to great lengths to gain jobs. Recently, many wealthy young men and shopping mall bosses have suffered from this.
Nowadays, Ji Lan behaves cautiously, and everyone feels at ease during this meal.
Following Jiang Shaoding's compliments, Ji Lan raised his cup and made a toast: "Be careful in sailing the ship of ten thousand years. As a junior, I have to share the worries of the seniors!"
When it comes to socializing, Ji Lan is the best at it.
If a tall and beautiful woman can let go, it will only be a matter of time before she becomes a fish in water at the wine table.
Ji Lan had thought about the banquet, so there was no reason to let the words fall to the ground. After the meal, the atmosphere at the wine table was high. The group of people chatted about current affairs, politics, entertainment industry gossip, and switched from boasting to singing loudly.
After drinking for three rounds, someone was so drunk that he picked up the glass and held Ji Lan's hand and said dizzy: "If you ask me, this Ji family is just a waste of natural resources."
"Mr. Ji is a top businessman."
"Ji's family! They are just too rigid. They act like they just follow the rules. They want me."
The loud talk came to an abrupt end. There were about ten people at the round table, all from the circle. The law of six was placed in front of them. Maybe the drunken words he said while drunk today would be sent to Ji Hongyi's ears with added content tomorrow.
Probably because he had calculated something in his mind, he fell down on the wine table.
The game ended accordingly, and at half past eleven, Ji Lan sent people to the car.
Jiang Shaoding drunkenly held the car door and looked at Ji Lan, the look in his eyes was naked and straightforward.
"Have something to say?"
"Ji Lan," Jiang Shaoding called her softly: "I have been very difficult for you before. When you get rich in the future, you won't be the first to kill me, right?"
"It's not impossible."
Favors in shopping malls are nothing more than exchanges of benefits. Jiang Shaoding gave him a gift, but the profit was mixed with unwillingness. Ji Lan didn't want to detail it. The words were said in jest, but the two of them had exactly the same plan in mind.
After everyone was settled, Ji Lan leaned against the wall and waited for others. Zhang Fan drove over and helped her into the car.
Walk her all the way back to the apartment.
"I'll stay and take care of you?"
Ji Lan drank too much, but her mind was still clear. She waved her hand to signal her to leave.
Ji Mingzong will come over tonight.
This man was on a business trip for three days and was too busy to see anyone, so he sent her a message in the afternoon saying he would return to Hong Kong tonight.
If you go to Lanting Villa and don't see anyone, you will naturally come looking for him.
At 1:30 in the morning, Ji Mingzong entered the apartment smelling of cigarettes, and bumped into Ji Lan smelling of alcohol.
A drunkard who is drunk and unconscious is in the same room with a smoker who is completely sober. It goes without saying who is taking care of them.
"Come back?" Ji Lan felt like he was being picked up in a daze. He opened his misty eyes and looked at the man. Under the dim light, the man's delicate profile looked like an idol in a TV series.
Dazzling and fascinating.
Ji Lan stretched out his hand and traced his eyebrows with his fingertips: "Mr. Ming, human beings are indeed different."
Mr. Ji put her on the bed and continued her words: "What should I say?"
"There are people in their early twenties who have never even held a man's hand, but I had the best sleep."
Mr. Ji:
"Should I praise you?"
Ji Lan tilted his head, his eyes blurred: "Shouldn't you?"
"Yes!" Mr. Ji gritted his teeth and said, taking off her clothes and putting on her nightgown: "Miss Ji is really a role model for women."
"Then shouldn't you kiss a female role model?"
Ji Mingzong suddenly laughed and kissed her cheek according to her little temper.
"How much did you drink?"
"Not much!" Ji Lan responded vaguely.
Mr. Ji asked: "How much is not much?"
"Ten people, eight bottles of liquor, I have a quarter."
"So proud? Are you waiting for me to praise you?" Ji Mingzong sometimes feels that Ji Lan is really born to enter the shopping mall. He can drink, adapt to the wind, bend and stretch, and he is used to guessing people's hearts because he has been living under others for many years. Look at people's faces.
The most valuable thing is that I feel angry that I must leave the Ji family.
"Yeah," Ji Lan nodded fiercely: "I want you to praise me."
Without waiting for Ji Mingzong's response, she added: "When I become rich in the future, the first person I have to deal with is that bitch Jiang Shaoding."
"We can deal with him without waiting for development."
"Will you help me?" Ji Lan asked. His temper was like that of a child after being drunk. His face was crimson. When he looked at him, every word he said seemed to have pink bubbles. It was cute, but it made people feel uncomfortable. .
"Not good?" Mr. Ji's smile grew stronger and he stretched out his hand to brush away the hair that she had put into her mouth.
"Okay," Ji Lan nodded, and then said, "I can't ask for more."
"Mr. Ming, you have no idea how much I love you protecting me. I have never experienced such blatant love in my life."
Blatant love? Ji Mingzong watched her fall on the bed, his rough fingertips tangled in her hair, and then let go, repeating this several times.
A quiet, murmuring voice sounded in the bedroom: "What a coincidence! I haven't enjoyed it either."
(End of chapter)