Chapter 102 I hope you will have wings and transform into a northern sea fish
The other party laughed heartily: "Mr. Ji has a good ear. An interview program originally scheduled in Taiwan has been canceled for some reasons. The prime time can be pushed forward a few days. We want to move the release time of Ji's company's film Move forward to tomorrow, I wonder if there is any problem with Mr. Ji. "
"No problem," Ji Lan suddenly woke up. The summer prime time is one day earlier, and the data will be very different. It should be sooner rather than later. If the finale coincides with the end of the holiday, it will affect the ratings.
The two exchanged pleasantries and hung up the phone. The other party looked at Zhao Jiahuai, who was sitting opposite, and wiped his palms in the seam of his trousers to wipe away a thin layer of sweat.
"Mr. Zhao, are you watching?"
Zhao Jiahuai took a puff of cigarette and sobered up a little: "Director Lin is so refreshing. You will produce all the Zhao family's advertisements this year. This is the contract. Take a look."
"Yes, yes, I've confirmed it is correct. Contact Mr. Zhao to sign the contract."
To put it bluntly, in an industry like TV station, everyone from the station director down to the staff is engaged in business, including advertising and sponsorship...
He looked at Zhao Jiahuai like the God of Wealth.
Zhao Jiahuai nodded: "Don't bother."
He endured his sleepiness and entered the elevator. The secretary beside him asked with some doubts: "Why doesn't Mr. Zhao find the top leader to step down?"
"Qu Tai is from the Ji family and is an old classmate with Deng Yi. Are you looking for him to cause trouble for that master?" Zhao Jiahuai is also a difficult person. It is not an easy job to follow Ji Mingzong to pick up money.
In addition to helping him settle things that are inconvenient for him to come forward, he also has to think about the Ji family's huge network of relationships.
Now... there is another woman.
Lanying Media's "Qinglan Ji" was released ahead of schedule. Among all major dramas, a time-traveling palace drama broke out and dominated the charts on the third day after its release, showing the potential to soar.
Until the end of the week, he is firmly at the top of the list.
When Jiang Shaoding learned the news, he sent a flower basket to Ji Lan's studio. On that day, the cleaning work of the new office building was finished and they were preparing to move.
When he came carelessly, Ji Lan was wearing a short skirt and high heels, bending down to lift a box of documents from the ground. He, a young man from an aristocratic family, had always been held in his arms since he was a child.
Seeing Ji Lan moving things, he was trying to act like a gentleman, but before his outstretched hand touched the box, a box of things was placed on the table with a clang.
He retracted his hand.
"Mr. Ji is willing to move?"
"What brought Mr. Jiang here?" She walked to the side, opened the small refrigerator, took out a bottle of mineral water and handed it to him: "We are moving, the equipment has been packed, we will make do."
"Where did you move?"
"CBD Zephyr Building."
That place was two buildings away from Fengming Capital, and only a few kilometers away from Ji Hongyi's Maosheng Pharmaceutical.
In Beijing and Hong Kong where land is at a premium, can Ji Lan afford to rent a building in the CBD? This show looks like it's going to be a hit.
"Are you rich?"
"Isn't this the way to get rich?" Ji Lanyi responded leisurely.
"Renting a CBD building to make a little money? Ji Lan, that's crazy!"
Ji Lan shrugged, crossed the desk and threw some small things inside into the box: "Words overwhelm a gentleman, Luo Yi should really suppress the villain, and Mr. Jiang also knows that in our line of work, we don't have a refined appearance." Package yourself so that you can’t even cheat the cash cow.”
Jiang Shaoding naturally knows this truth, but Ji Lan dares to act after knowing it is another matter: "Have you been instructed by an expert?"
"That's right!" Ji Lan nodded in response.
"Who?" Jiang Shaoding asked, "Do I know him?"
"you guess?"
As the old saying goes, don’t move in July.
In early August, Ji Lan chose an auspicious day to move. On the day the new company opened, flower baskets at the door blocked the passage. The originally smooth passage was blocked so that only one person could pass sideways. Xu Ying stood at the door of the company, crossing his arms and looking at each line: "Who could have imagined that we would be where we are today."
As she spoke, she picked up the note on the flower basket, glanced at it, and pulled it towards Ji Lan: "Xu Huan? What a piece of shit! It's fine if we don't even say a word when we see you, and you're also giving me a flower basket?"
"Who is this again?" Xu Ying glanced at the blessing: "Li Zhen?"
"Ji Xiaolan, Li Zhenye!"
"Is Mr. Ji here? I have your gift," the two of them were standing in the aisle. A young man in uniform came in at the door, holding a list in his hand.
"Ji Lan? I am."
"We are an auction house, and someone has ordered a fortune for you."
As soon as he finished speaking, someone came in holding a sandalwood box from outside the door. In the box was a glazed gourd outlined with gold wire, which looked very valuable.
"There is a card," Xu Ying pulled out the card and handed it to Ji Lan.
She opened it casually, and the sonorous and powerful fonts almost penetrated the back of the paper, which was different from those at the door where business was booming and money was coming in.
"I hope you will have wings and transform into a northern sea fish."
"Who sent it?"
Xu Ying glanced at the congratulatory message and said, "Your dad?"
Ji Lan pursed her lips, collected the card, thanked the staff, and returned to the office with the box in her arms.
"When did your dad become so generous? I just checked their official website for this glass gourd. How much do you think it costs?"
"How much?" Ji Lan was curious.
"This number," Xu Ying spread his thumb and index finger: "eight million."
Ji Lan supported her head and nodded her forehead. Xu Ying opened the box and looked at the brightly colored gourd: "Did your old man give it to you?"
Ji Lan clicked his tongue: "What kind of old man is not an old man?"
"Sending a gourd means bringing good fortune and prosperity, but the card actually expresses expectations for you. Firstly, it means blessings for your opening, and secondly, it also means wishing you to reach a higher level, and things will be done well. If they are so impeccable, they are either above us or they are trying to please us.”
Xu Ying pointed to the door: "Those flower baskets are all part of daily win-win relationships. Just call the flower shop and spend a small amount of money, and someone will naturally make the arrangements. But this one is different. It takes both money and thought."
Ji Lan said nothing, thinking about Xu Ying's words in her mind.
Ji Mingzong is really impeccable in his work.
He said that he would lift her up, and he was truly supporting her. It was not a flattery, a lie, or just a casual remark.
It's hard not to be tempted by such a mature, charming, gentle man who stands at the pinnacle of power and respects you as an equal.
Ji Lan thought to herself, she is finished!
It was opening on this day. Ji Lan reserved a place for everyone to have fun. The Beijing-Hong Kong Club was new to them, but it was almost boring to him. After everyone settled in, Ji Lan went to the bathroom and smelled the familiar scent of sandalwood. There was a moment of dazzle.
Then he grabbed the floor manager and asked, "When did the incense in your toilets change?"
"It's been a few days."
"Specially changed?" Ji Lan asked.
"I don't know. It's said that a boss came over and thought our bathroom smelled bad, so our boss changed it."
Ji Lan let go of the person, held the corners of his lips, and asked the person to leave.
Xu Ying: Did you find a father?