Chapter 125: Being hung up on by Ji Mingzong
Her?
Ji Lan?
Zhang Ying couldn't think of any other woman that could distract a superior man from his thoughts when he was so tired that he relied on cigarettes to stay awake.
In the world of capital, everyone likes excitement. Spending money like water on the racecourse is exciting, and spending huge sums of money in the Colosseum is exciting, but they don’t like the excitement brought to them by the women around them.
Zhao Jiahuai and his group of people are in their thirties when they are starting their careers. They are busy with socializing and developing capital every day, and have no time to find women at all. However, their lust is irresistible, so they want to make a clean and obedient woman outside. Women, in case of emergencies, nourish them with money every month.
Each one takes what he needs to maintain the interest relationship between the sponsor and the canary.
Zhang Ying feels that Ji Mingzong should be like this, and it should be like this. When he is in his thirties, he should raise a woman outside. He should not be emotional or emotional, meet his physiological needs, and when he has a stable career and needs to start a family, he should find a young, beautiful and well-off woman. A good girl gets married and fulfills her mission of continuing the family line.
You can talk about money and interests, but you can't talk about feelings.
And Ji Lan, who came in this way, did not end in this way.
Zhang Ying knew that Mr. Ji had fallen into the mortal world, and there would always be choices when it came to love.
"There is no bad news from Miss Ji, but I heard that the TV station has her on the list for the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala."
Mid-Autumn Festival Dinner?
That means you won’t go back to Ji’s house?
Ji Mingzong waved his fingertips and motioned for Zhang Ying to go out.
The man's eyes fell out of the window, deep and solemn, and he looked across the tall buildings and landed on the building diagonally across the corner.
Sighed slightly, five months.
"What are you sighing for?" Chen Songyang opened the door and walked in, hearing this weak sigh.
Not waiting for Ji Mingzong to answer, he handed her the information in his hand: "The story of your eldest brother's family could have produced 500 episodes of Taiwanese family dramas a few years ago."
Ji Mingzong opened it and took a look. His eyes were calm and unruffled. He seemed to have heard about it a long time ago and asked Chen Songyang to check it just to be sure.
"Do you have time in the evening?"
Chen Songyang slumped on the chair and looked at him: "Do you have any plans?"
"Social, how do you drink?"
Chen Songyang thought about it I thought: "It's not bad!"
It was rare for the two of them to meet at the wine table. Most of the time they met, it was over tea. As for their drinking capacity, they had never personally verified it.
Chen Songyang's sentence was okay. When Ji Mingzong looked back, he had a headache.
Tonight, Hong'an Medical's dinner is held at No. 26 Yanhe Street. Once the heavy wooden door is closed, the entire building is their territory. Looking out from the box, the entire city is reflected in the sparkling waves. River surface.
Wang An Medical made its fortune in Beijing and Hong Kong. Later, due to the powerful family in Beijing and Hong Kong, everyone united, forcing them to give in and leave. Fortunately, the family members are resourceful and far-sighted, and they also work in other provinces. It has shouldered the heavy burden on the city's economy and become a leading enterprise.
Otherwise, someone else is sitting at this table today.
Ji Mingzong reached the location according to time, and Chen Songyang got off the bus with him.
In the private room, Zhang Ying and the boss in charge of investment promotion had already heated up the place until Ji Mingzong entered and reached the climax.
The other party brought his female companion with him. She originally planned to greet him at the door when he arrived, but when she saw Ji Mingzong walking calmly, she was stunned in place by the elegance and aura revealed in his every move.
Ji Mingzong walked past her without any pity in his eyes, like a superior emperor who despised everyone equally.
"Mr. Liang, I have admired you for a long time."
"Dr. Ji, it's time to meet the real person!"
The two shook hands and exchanged greetings.
Liang Hongan sighed: "I have long heard that the head of Fengming Capital is young and promising. Now that I have seen him, he is well-deserved. You see, my secretary is obsessed with Director Ji."
Liang Hongan's voice sounded, and Du Jia, who was standing on one side, turned red instantly.
Returning to a serious posture: "Mr. Liang, it's better not to make fun of me."
"Dr. Ji's magnanimity is astonishing, and I felt like I was punishing myself with a glass of wine."
Bring a cup and punish yourself, the wine party is open. This first meeting ended with four people and five bottles of liquor. Zhang Ying occasionally drank a drink and mainly served in the box, not drinking much. Chen Songyang was originally the one who brought the wine, but by coincidence, he became Ji Mingzong. Keep him from drinking.
Ji Mingzong saw people off and stood with Liang Hongan in the yard looking back to say goodbye.
Du Jia opened the door and signaled the boss to get in. The moment the door closed, the woman turned slightly, her short hair flying in the wind: "Dr. Ji is in Spain in the millennium?"
Ji Mingzong There was a flash of emotion in his eyes. It was taboo to use love to stir up trouble during a dinner party. Regardless of whether he was in Spain or not, it was not a good sign for Liang Hong'an's secretary to say this.
"Secretary Du may have admitted the wrong person."
Du Jia nodded apologetically: "I'm sorry."
Late in the night of 2000, Du Jia saw a boy on the street in Spain , it was just a passing fate, but that person made her unforgettable for a long time.
Sending people away, Zhang Ying happened to help Chen Songyang out.
I walked to his side, held on to the car and vomited out.
Ji Mingzong:
Is this a reasonable amount of alcohol?
The man frowned, holding back the discomfort, and asked Lai Yanhui to open a room nearby and send the people to rest.
After everything was explained, the phone rang at the right time.
On the street along the river, Ji Mingzong stood under the dim light, his brows furrowed and unable to relax.
Watching Yan Hui drive away, he took out his mobile phone and looked at the caller ID on the screen.
I cut it off without any intention of answering.
Across the road, Ji Lan looked at the phone that had been hung up.
Punched her thin lips, her face was calm, and she had no intention of pushing the door open and getting out of the car.
Only told Qin Chang: "Let's go!"
The black Bentley drove slowly on the road, and Zhang Ying saw the license plate with his sharp eyes: "Dr. Ji, Miss Ji's car."
Ji Mingzong followed Zhang Ying's gaze and looked over, his gloomy face a little darker. point.
The man's hand for taking out a cigarette was changed to holding a mobile phone.
When Ji Lan received the call, the car was parked at the intersection waiting for the traffic light.
The man's tone was unquestionable: "Turn around and come pick me up."
"It's not far, Mr. Ji will go a while?" Ji Lan drank. Although it was not much, he was still a little drunk. , watching his phone being hung up on, feeling quite emotional.
"Jilan, do you need me to call Qin Chang?"
Qin Chang?
Ha!
Dad is the one who pays wages. Ji Mingzong made it clear that he was telling her that Qin Chang was his.
Ji Lan hung up the phone and threw the phone beside him: "Turn around and pick up your boss."
The atmosphere in the carriage was solemn, and it became even more serious after Ji Mingzong got in the car.
The two of them were speechless and drove all the way to Lanting Villa.
Ji Mingzong completely miscalculated today. He originally thought that Chen Songyang was a good drinker, but he never thought that he was a rookie.
After drinking too much and being left alone by Ji Lan, his mood was naturally not much better.
As soon as he entered the house, a man shouted in an angry voice to Ji Lan, who was about to go upstairs: "Stop."
Ji Lan refused to listen and made a loud thud as he stepped upstairs. Stairs collapsed.
"Ji Xiaolan," the man yelled angrily, bursting into unreasonable anger: "Do you believe that I will prevent you from going out tomorrow?"
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