Chapter 105 Mr. Ji: Laughing at you for being stupid
"There will definitely be a struggle for power change in the Ji family in the future. Who will live and who will die is unknown. If the world collapses and the space in Noah's Ark is limited, do you think they will take you away?"
"In national wars for thousands of years, the first to die are often the people guarding the city gate, Ji Lan..." Ji Mingzong's slow tone contained a dark threat: "In the Ji family, can you enter the hinterland? "
Ji Mingzong's intention was very obvious. Ji Lan would only serve as a gunman when he entered Ji's family, but he might even become cannon fodder.
When the man saw that she was silent, he reached out and patted her lower back: "You joined the army in 1949! Mr. Ji!"
Ji Lan:…………
"Pack your things and go back to Lanting."
Ji Mingzong has figured out Ji Lan's thoughts. Whenever someone sees her off or meets an acquaintance, she must return to Jinmao Mansion. Whether she returns to Lanting or not depends on her mood.
Zhao Jiahuai was right, they were like fighting in the tunnels, they had to feint when they met.
Paralyze the enemy.
Ji Lan finished cleaning up, changed her shoes and stood at the door, about to open the door, when the doorbell rang outside.
The fingertips that landed on the doorknob froze instantly. He looked sideways at the cat's eyes and saw Ji Xian standing at the door dusty.
The steady knock on the door was silent and then sounded again. There was no urgency, but there was no sign of stopping.
Usually when Ji Xian comes, if there is no answer on the door, he will inevitably make a phone call. But today, the phone did not ring, which proves that Ji Xian knows that she is at home.
Ji Lan's back stiffened slightly, and Ji Xian was blocking the door. Behind him, Ji Mingzong looked down at her, his calm eyes falling on her back like a mountain, pressing down heavily on her.
Ji Lan calmed down, raised the corners of his lips, and showed a smile that he thought was quite well-behaved: "Mr. Ming!"
Mr. Ji understood and followed her words: "Let me hide?"
"It's not about hiding, it's just..." She looked at the person and considered her words before speaking: "Avoid."
"What's the difference?" Ji Mingzong asked sternly, unable to suppress the displeasure in his eyebrows.
"It's not good for others to see it," Ji Lan's explanation sounded unconfident.
"Ji Lan," Ji Mingzong came down from the wine table that day. He was originally scheduled to chat with Zhao Jiahuai and others about some serious matters. Hearing the gossip between Ji Lan and Yanzhuang, he left temporarily, thinking that he could be gentle after not seeing each other for a week. He never thought, Here we go again.
"Mr. Ming." A gentle palm fell on Ji Mingzong's arm, thinking of coquettishly soothing him.
As a result, Leng Bangbang's eyes were fixed on the wooden board, and an angry question came down from his head: "Is it over yet?"
Men are very angry.
That night, the knocking on the door came and went, until there was no sound.
Outside the door, Ji Xian took his mobile phone and dialed Ji Lan's number. He picked up the phone, his voice buzzing and broken: "Lan Lan? What are you doing?"
"I just fell asleep, is something wrong?"
Ji Lan sat on the dining table with her mobile phone, looking at the man who held her in his arms, burying his head in her chest forcefully and domineeringly, and carried out the strategy of conquering the three-acre area.
His heart was shaking like a sieve, but his tone had to be steady, not daring to let Ji Xian catch the clue.
"Am I disturbing you?"
Ji Lan's lower abdomen tightened, and he placed a hand on the man's forehead to block his leaning forward. He leaned back slightly, eager to end the call: "Some, I'm very sleepy."
"Then you have a good rest," Ji Xian's voice faded a little: "I will be in Beijing and Hong Kong tomorrow. Let's have dinner together at noon?"
"good."
The phone was hung up, and Ji Lan was forced to lie down on the dining table, and he couldn't help but make a squeaking sound.
Ji Mingzong always has a sense of calmness and relaxation in his body, and he can do anything slowly.
Even if you are extremely pressed for time, even if you are in a dangerous situation. His aura of superiority gives people the feeling that he is holding up even the top of Mount Tai.
At the end of the day, Ji Mingzong put his palm on the back of her waist, picked her up from the dining table, and carried her into the bedroom with a domineering tone that said, "Stay away from Ji Xian."
"He was very good to me,"
Ji Mingzong kicked open the bedroom door: "Not pure."
Ji Lan seemed to have heard something treasonous and contrary to ethics. The man who was lying on his shoulder suddenly straightened up and shouted softly: "What are you talking about?"
"Mr. Ming, although I am immoral, I still need etiquette, justice and integrity. Don't say such words again."
Etiquette, justice and integrity?
Ji Mingzong sneered and put him on the bed.
"why are you laughing?"
"Laughing at you for being stupid."
It would be foolish to speak too early.
"Mr. Ji, I haven't found out which girl the third master is close to." At eleven o'clock in the evening, after the people sent out reported the situation to Sun Luo, he conveyed the news to Ji Mingzong.
It has to be said that Ji Mingzong's personal itinerary is too private.
There were very few things that could be found out. In their words, they were driving and following people well. They thought they were safe, but a few ordinary cars rushed out from nowhere and blocked them directly on the road.
When I looked back, the person was gone.
Or, after learning about his schedule tonight, when people arrive, the building is already empty.
The person next to him spoke even more strictly, unable to reveal any secrets.
"If you continue to check, I don't believe that there will be waves even if there is no wind."
Ji Hongyi has been in a lot of trouble recently. Xingfan has just been listed on the market, and there have been two thunderstorms. Internal struggles have been privately fought under the big tree. When he regained his composure, the leader's research expert and the entire team jumped to a rival company.
Not only that, he couldn't move the senior management of the company for the time being, so he could only find someone of his own to suppress them.
However, he has been choosing and choosing, but there is no suitable candidate. This is an external problem.
As for internal troubles, it is said that Ji Mingzong forced the old lady to the edge of the cliff, and either cut off the relationship or gave Hengli to him.
Based on his understanding of the old lady, as long as she felt that Ji Mingzong was out of control, Hengli would not fall into his hands.
But who can guarantee whether the eighty-year-old woman's mood at this time will be different from before.
Ji Hongyi pinched the cigarette in his hand and threw it on the lawn, then turned and entered the house.
Not far away, Shu Wen came in with the old lady's package, bent down to pick up the cigarette butts
"Whose phone number?" On the sofa, the old lady was wearing a silk Chinese dress.
Her silver-white hair was neatly tied up, clean and tidy, and there was no trace of twilight in her body.
"The secretary, I talked about something about the branch office," Ji Hongyi said. Most of the reason why Ji Hongyi has been busy recently is because he came back from get off work to spend time with the old lady.
I was originally busy with work and had to worry about family struggles.
"It hasn't been solved yet?" the old lady asked, moving the tea set in front of her.
“The solution is easy, but it’s hard to find someone on your own.”
"I heard that Ji Lan became famous recently in the battle between Beijing and Hong Kong?" When the old lady's casual tone sounded, Ji Hongyi was a little stunned.
The old lady who never left the house had better information than he did.
"Mother knows?"
"The Tang family called yesterday to ask. After hearing about Ji Lan, they wanted to put the marriage on the agenda."