Chapter 117 Can our relationship withstand such a torment?
Ji Lan's car has not yet left the boundary of Lanting Villa.
From a distance, she saw a black Maybach lying in the middle of the road, blocking her way with the attitude of one man blocking the way.
At the end of August 2010, the entanglement between Ji Lan and Ji Mingzong gradually became clear.
Love between a man and a woman, love and affection, is something that does not exist in the life creeds of these two people. A girl who relies on others and a man who is exiled to a foreign country. The former seeks survival but not his heart, and the same is true for the latter.
Be it Ji Lan or Ji Mingzong, they are both people who can tolerate dormancy for decades and achieve their life goals.
True feelings and fake intentions? By pretending, you even deceive yourself.
Ji Lan kept saying that he was finished, and Ji Mingzong kept saying that he was the one who got the upper hand. But if these two people have conflicting emotions and fight each other, and no one bows his head, both sides will suffer.
In the drama of love, someone has to pull out their own thorn first.
The black window of the Maybach was lowered, and the man looked sideways at her. The dark and low air pressure from all around fell on Ji Lan through the window, and it was heavy and oppressive...
It's hard to breathe.
The straight back was hidden in the night, and the cold face was half-dark.
Under the dim street lights, long nights pass by alternately,
The domineering aura of the superior forces people to have nowhere to hide. Ji Mingzong only needs to sit there quietly and do nothing to defeat those who look directly at him.
Silent crushing by those in power is better than thousands of words of advice.
"Miss Ji, please get in the car."
Yan Hui felt that the two of them were not in the right mood, so he became more cautious about what he said.
"Do we have to go down?" Ji Lan looked away from the windshield, and the silent tug-of-war with Ji Mingzong ended.
Yan Hui lowered his head and said, "Miss Ji, it's past eleven o'clock when the husband left the wine table tonight. If he normally would have stayed there for the night, I rushed back overnight thinking of you."
Why are you quarreling when you come back?
It’s better not to come back!
Yan Hui could only think but not speak. He looked at Ji Lan with a pleading look in his eyes: "Miss Ji, please do well. After all, we also need to rest."
After tossing and turning in the middle of the night, the lives of these workers are also their lives.
The car door opened and closed. Yan Hui drove the person to Lanting Villa, and then asked people to go down and drive Ji Lan's car up. After this round of troubles, it was approaching two o'clock.
In the bedroom, Ji Mingzong looked at Ji Lan with a cold face. The air pressure was so low that it was impossible to breathe.
It is not a good thing for a controlling person to frequently break the rules with women.
"Are you ready to wait till dawn?"
Ji Lan pressed her lips, raised her eyes and glanced at the man, angrily took off her loose blouse, and got into bed wearing a light purple suspender belt.
That’s it! Ji Mingzong became angry when he saw it.
Is she just going to go out like this? Not even wearing underwear, just put on a casual blouse over the nightgown?
The position beside him was sunken, and Ji Lan walked towards the bed. When he was close to the edge of the bed, the man took her into his arms with a big hand.
Just when Ji Lan thought there was bound to be a quarrel between them, the man sighed softly, his kind palm came down from her arm and intertwined her fingers: "Go to sleep! We will meet tomorrow morning."
"You don't have to come back."
"Promise you." The man's voice brushed against her ear, itching and leaving her with nowhere to hide.
Ji Lan rubbed his abbreviation on his neck and said, "Won't you leave when you come back?"
"You have no conscience." The man put his big palm down and Qiao Jin turned the person over to face him: "I came back in a hurry and you were yelling at me, why can't I have emotions anymore?" "You are hiding something from me?"
"What are you hiding?" Mr. Ji smiled and asked, "Once the seeds of groundless speculation are planted, they will burst out from time to time. Ji Lan, can our relationship withstand such a torment?"
This was a gentle word. The man's tone was straight and straightforward without any fluctuations. On the contrary, it contained a hint of the kindness of a superior to all sentient beings. But just like that, Ji Lan understood the meaning of the suggestion.
Their relationship doesn't stand up to scrutiny.
After four months of getting along, the lust between you and me made them lose a bit of sincerity in this tug-of-war, but this bit of sincerity was not enough to make both parties reach the point where they had to rely on him.
In September, Lanying Media hired a lot of new people. Xu Ying spent so many days in the film and television city, which was somewhat effective. He hired several agents to come over and completed the transition from a film and television company to an agency.
At the same time, socializing is inevitable.
Not to mention that the film and television drama hit a record high, Ji Lan had to face various inspections from the superiors and various invitations from his peers every day.
September 10th, Teachers' Day.
The atmosphere was not intense, but the day was easy to remember. Ji Lan asked Zhang Fan to take a look at the gifts in the trunk before going out.
Not long after, Zhang Fan came back and told her: "Only tobacco and alcohol, no tea, but there are women in the bar tonight."
Ji Lan hummed and told her to buy it.
Zhang Fan looked embarrassed: "Mr. Ji, I don't understand this very well."
She is not Ji Lan's secretary. She is a finance major who followed Ji Lan. She is not as sensitive to numbers as she is to things like human relations, sophistication, and courtesy.
Ask her to do these things. If she can't do it well, she might even violate taboos.
When dealing with people at the dinner table, there are particularities in what gifts to give and what prices to pay. There are different plans based on status. In the past, when the company was just a studio, Ji Lan did it herself. Now that the company has grown in scale, she naturally has no energy left.
Zhang Fan hesitated and suggested: "How about you find a secretary?"
Ji Lan's eyes moved away from the A4 paper in front of him and slowly fell on Zhang Fan. Today, Ji Lan was wearing a black chiffon shirt. Under the translucent material was a tube top suspender, which was looming and attracted people's imagination. A bit seductive.
If it had been in the past, she would definitely have sighed that she was a beauty.
But in the past six months, as Lanying Media Studio has moved into Lanying Media Co., Ltd., Ji Lan's youthfulness has long been replaced by cold and serious killing, and the aura of a superior person has become stronger and stronger.
When he raised his eyes, the indifference of a non-kind person was infinitely widened.
Ji Lan once taught her a sixteen-character proverb: Compassion does not lead to military affairs, kindness does not lead to officialdom, righteousness does not lead to business, and emotion does not establish affairs.
Now, she is approaching this road step by step.
The silence opened, and Ji Lan spoke slightly: "Any good suggestions?"
Zhang Fan collected his thoughts and said, "There was a boy who was suitable for the last recruitment."
Ji Lan said concisely and to the point: "How appropriate?"
"I graduated from the University of Hong Kong with a master's degree in finance. My parents are both well-known figures in Beijing and Hong Kong. During the interview, I can see that they are very good at dealing with people. If I am a secretary, it is a good choice."
"He graduated from the University of Hong Kong in Finance and his parents are of high status. He should have a better choice. Didn't you ask why he came to us?"
Ji Lan pointed out the key points in one sentence.
Zhang Fan was stunned.
Ji Lan stared at her and thought, that's all, asking her to do these things is not as good as being able to guard the financial door: "Get out! Since you recommend it so, make an appointment to meet me."