Chapter 109 Director Ji and Miss Ji?
Ji Mingzong held a cigarette in his mouth and took the person into his arms. With his other hand, he grabbed Chen Xu's shoulder and kicked him downstairs.
A large area of floor-to-ceiling windows was broken, and people wrapped in glass fell into the swimming pool downstairs.
A loud scream suddenly sounded from downstairs.
Ji Mingzong, on the other hand, put his arm around Ji Lan's waist and turned into the private room on the second floor. The heavy wooden door was closed, blocking the screams and panic outside the door.
"Why are you here? Is this why Mr. Ming wants to celebrate Chinese Valentine's Day in advance?"
"I can't be here?" Ji Mingzong's brows were cold, showing displeasure.
"I didn't mean that," Ji Lan pursed her lips. Seeing that the person was in a bad mood, she asked, "Did I provoke you?"
"What do you think?" Ji Mingzong placed his palm on Ji Lan's waist, and grasped the slender waist, as if he could pinch it off with just a slight movement of his fingertips.
"I didn't," Ji Lan denied.
Ji Mingzong's ink-like eyes looked deeply at her, and his gaze fell from her face to her empty neck: "Don't you like the gifts I bought for you?"
Ji Lan followed his gaze and glanced at her neck: "Today's occasion is not worthy of the gift you gave me."
Ji Mingzong's emotions surged for a moment. He leaned over and kissed her neck. His seductive tone made Ji Lan blush.
He said: "Wait until I get home at night to change clothes."
"Mingzong!" Ji Lan's heart was filled with thoughts from the moment she saw the person. She pressed his arm and stared at him: "Did you bring the invitation? Let me take a look."
"Bring it!" Mr. Ji stared at the little fox in front of him and pushed her curiosity forward: "Follow me up to get it?"
Go up?
Third floor?
Mr. Ji turned his back on guests and half-armed Ji Lan's waist, preparing to take her out.
How dare Ji Lan dare? The people below were craning their necks to watch the show. If she went downstairs with Ji Mingzong, wouldn't she be playing into their hands?
It doesn't have to wait until tomorrow, and the city will be full of storms.
"Aren't you going?" Mr. Ji reminded kindly: "If you don't go, I can leave."
Ji Lan:…………
The box door opened, and Ji Mingzong ran into Li Zhen's astonished gaze.
He froze in place holding his cell phone, as if frightened by something.
"Dr. Ji and Miss Ji?"
He naturally knew the man in front of him, the third son of the Ji family, who was calm and low-key and whose strength was difficult to distinguish.
The struggle between the Ji family has been going on secretly. On the surface, it looks calm, but in fact, the three of them are operating secretly.
Ji Hongyi and Ji Mingda can still figure out their tricks clearly, but this Ji Mingzong is...elusive.
"My family," Ji Mingzong glanced at him: "Why is Mr. Li so surprised?"
There was a lot of noise downstairs. After Chen Xu was picked up from the pool, he cursed Ji Lan loudly.
Foul words are endless.
The commotion was so loud that people on the first and second floors stood up to watch the excitement.
Chen Xu was sitting on a chair next to the swimming pool dripping with water, and the club manager wrapped him in a bath towel.
When he saw Ji Lan, he reached out to push the manager aside and walked towards her, looking at her angrily: "Who is it?" "Ask me?" Ji Lan raised his eyebrows: "Since Mr. Chen asked me, it proves that it was not the case just now. I kicked you downstairs, but you were so cussing, people who didn’t know would have thought it was me.”
"You didn't do it and it has nothing to do with you."
Ji Lan shrugged nonchalantly: "You and I already have grudges. You can't tell me that you have anything to do with me. Not many people will believe it."
"Moreover." Chen Xugang was about to say something, but Ji Lan held back what he was about to say: "Mr. Chen is not a policeman, and he is not qualified to convict people."
"How about you call the police?"
When Ji Lan said this, Chen Xu looked a little worried. Call the police?
The man came down from the third floor. He was either rich or noble. Everyone knew that the third floor of the club today was full of people who were stepping on the main artery of Beijing and Hong Kong. If he moved his legs, the circles of Beijing and Hong Kong would tremble. He was not the one who caused it.
If in the past, with Fuyuan Real Estate standing behind him, he might have straightened his back and challenged others, but now, Ji Mingda obviously doesn't want to care about them.
They couldn't even straighten their backs.
"Jilan, you bitch."
Chen Xu couldn't hold back his face and didn't dare to find anyone, but he never wanted to let it go, otherwise he would never be able to hang out in the Beijing and Hong Kong circles in the future. When the harsh words came to pass, Chen Xu stepped forward and prepared to take action.
Ji Lanjing stood still, her cold eyes moved from his face to his lower body, and the heels of her high heels were slightly raised...
Such an insidious move made Chen Xu stop in his tracks.
"Mr. Chen, our family Lanlan has been reflecting on the lack of precision in her feet last time! You came just in time," Xu Ying leaned to the side with her arms folded, looking at him with a smile on her face, fanning the flames of yin and yang.
Someone in the crowd muttered: "Ji Lan, you are going too far. After all, you are also the lifeblood of the family."
"What?" Xu Ying turned around following the voice: "Is it said that your family will inherit your family's descendants? Are you going to be a widow if his life is ruined if you are so eager to be a good person?"
In an instant, everyone watching the show fell silent.
Xu Ying then scolded: "Some people just stand and talk without fucking hurting their backs, don't you understand? Mr. Chen offended someone and was kicked downstairs, and it wasn't Ji Lan who did it. This bitch is bullying the weak and afraid of the strong. Some people sympathize with him. Do you like being a mother so much? Why don't you just take him home and tie him up and call him your mother? If he is released, it will also affect social harmony. "
"Who was so kind just now? Come forward and let me recognize your face."
Not far away, Chen Songyang stood at the stairs with a cigarette in his arms and his neck raised. Hearing this angry curse, he turned his elbow to the person next to him out of curiosity: "Who is it? In which temple can you be so talkative?"
"Xu Ying, the daughter of the Xu family," Zhao Jiahuai responded.
"Can the Xu family raise such a rogue?" Who doesn't know that the Xu family has always strived to win steadily? Although there have been no major breakthroughs in the shopping mall in recent years, it has been standing in this bustling financial metropolis for many years.
Can such a stable family tradition foster a rebellious temperament like Xu Ying?
Chen Songyang was curious.
Zhao Jiahuai glanced at him, and having seen the excitement, he turned and went upstairs.
The onlookers on the first floor gradually dispersed. When Ji Lan turned slightly and looked back, he saw Zhao Jiahuai coming upstairs.
A little doubt flashed in his eyes.
Lin grabbed Xu Ying's arm and whispered, "Can you find a way to help me get the list on the third floor?"
Xu Ying: "Can I do this?"
"Who do you know on the third floor?"
"Maybe."
"I'm going to hook up with someone in the club and give it a try."
As soon as Xu Ying took action, the news from the president of the Chamber of Commerce reached Ji Mingzong's ears.
It was said that Xu Ying was asking around for the list on the third floor, presumably for him.
Ji Mingzong was holding the tea cup, his face was clouded with clouds, and his expression was as thick as the April rain that could not be pushed away or dispersed.
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