Chapter 135 Mr. Ji is anxious
“Ji Mingzong.”
“Open the door,” Ji Lan stood behind the entrance, pulling on the heavy door, but it didn’t budge no matter how hard he pulled.
The sound of knocking on the door came from inside to outside.
September 23, the autumnal equinox, a traditional festival.
At four o'clock in the morning that day, a layer of mist rose in the mountains and forests of Lanting Villa, adding a touch of darkness to the villa.
In the yard, the male host stood tall, with cigarettes falling to the ground one after another from his fingertips.
The melancholy aura seems to blend into the summer mist, which is strange and cold.
"Watch, don't let her out without my order."
Yan Hui hesitated to speak. There were some things he did not dare to say and could not say. He nodded slightly and ordered the other bodyguards.
When I looked back, there were cigarette butts on the ground beside my feet. The people shouting crazily at the door seemed to be tired and had stopped making any noise.
The night in Lanting is long and dangerous, and the relationship between the two is torn apart. Whether they are in the sun or the moonlight, yin or yang, some people find it difficult to accept it.
When the cigarette butt fell to the ground, Ji Mingzong raised his foot and crushed it. The tiredness in his eyebrows could not be concealed: "How is the investigation of the matter you asked to investigate?"
"It is still being investigated. Back then, the county A total of 23,000 mothers have given birth in the past month, and now there are 12,000 left."
"Intensify efforts," Ji Mingzong said in a low voice, "as soon as possible."
Yan Hui nodded, he knew that the gentleman was in a hurry.
This matter has been going on steadily for two months. Why did he start to panic when the Ji family encountered something today?
I just want to help Ji Lan take off the luxurious coat of the Ji family and find her biological parents.
So that their morally corrupt relationship can be restored to normal.
The sky was bright, Manying took care of the cat, and went upstairs carefully. She saw Ji Lan wearing a white skirt, with dried blood on the soles of her feet, leaning against the door with long messy hair, as if her soul had been sucked out of her whole body.
When I approached cautiously, I found that she was asleep leaning against the door.
After hesitating for a moment, he gently reached out and held Ji Lan's arm, wanting to move him into the house, but he didn't think about it.
As soon as his fingertips touched someone, the person sitting on the ground woke up like a frightened bird, stretched out his hand and yanked the door open.
Tried to open the door, but found it in vain.
"Where is Ji Mingzong? I want to see him," Ji Lan opened his mouth, his voice hoarse: "You and they are all in the same group, weaving a big net to trap me, look. I am struggling inside, and you are standing outside as spectators."
Manying lowered her head after being scolded, her eyes were filled with water, and she looked pitiful: "Miss Ji, I only know. Mr. Ji’s surname is Ji, and I don’t know anything else.”
“Then why didn’t you tell me?”
“Mr. I won’t let you tell me,” Manying said helplessly: “Ms. , I’m just an aunt who takes care of others.”
Ji Lan leaned against the entrance hall with a decadent look on her face.
Yes! She's just an aunt.
And she was just a beggar, so what qualifications did she have to scream in front of Ji Mingzong.
Blame her, silly!
If you want money, just ask for money. Don’t worry about your third uncle, fourth uncle, or fifth uncle.
Once Keren gets emotional, her rationality collapses like a mountain, and it is really difficult for her to control it.
Ji Mingzong was ruthless and ruthless in doing things. He would never give her a chance to contact the outside world if she was left alone to reflect. He took away her mobile phone and cut off all communications in the house.
On September 24, Ji Hongyi and Deng Yi went to Nancheng with the Tang family to handle matters but did not return. The old lady is in the hospital.
Ji Lan lay in the Lanting Villa without any water.
On this day, the news pages in Beijing and Hong Kong from the financial newspaper to the entertainment newspaper were all about the fire caused by Ji Hongyi's exported medicine and the hospitalization of Mrs. Ji. As for Ji Lan and the Tang family, there was no news in the market.
At night, in a teahouse along the Beijing-Hong Kong River, Ji Mingzong stood on the balcony facing the river with a cigarette between his arms. The cold wind blew across the river, blowing up his close-fitting shirt.
"Have you read the news? Is the Ji family going to be in trouble now?"
"How can it be so easy? Isn't there Hengli? A ruthless character like Mrs. Ji, as long as she is not unconscious or dead There is always a chance for the Ji family to make a comeback, but I heard that she has held many prominent positions in her hands over the years. "
"Tell me, if the Ji family collapses, will Ji Lan lose it? Free?”
“Isn’t she free now?”
“Free!” The woman retorted: “I heard that Ji Rourou wanted to push her out for marriage, or Nancheng. In that kind of place, even if the other party is a powerful person in Nancheng, compared with Beijing and Hong Kong, it is like exile. The Ji family is really good for her, no matter what, they should find a marriage for her in Beijing and Hong Kong."
"Stay in Beijing and Hong Kong. , Yanzhuang, she, Ji Rourou, do you think it's appropriate? Not only that Deng Yirong can't tolerate her, but Mrs. Yan will also find ways to deal with her. She has already opened a company, so it's not just a matter of those people to embarrass her? "
“The top is chattering, the bottom is running and breaking legs, and the company collapses while running.”
The boxes are blocked by dried bamboo, forming a barrier.
Ji Mingzong held his breath and listened to the conversation on the balcony beside him.
A cigarette was blown away by the wind.
When Zhao Jiahuai opened the door and came in, he saw a shabby and lonely figure. His doubtful eyes fell on Yan Hui, who silently opened his lips and said three words: "Miss Ji."
Zhao Jiahuai Fang He walked lightly to Yan Hui's side and asked softly: "Did you fall off your horse?"
Yan Hui nodded with a heavy face.
"I just said, sooner or later, what is he worried about?"
"Miss Ji can't accept it."
Zhao Jiahuai nodded, thinking, let so and so go. Can you accept that the person sleeping next to you is your third uncle?
"Do you really think that everyone is as powerful and perverted as him?"
"Can't you just avoid it when you are nagging me?" On the balcony, Mr. Ji turned around slowly, looking cold and solemn. His eyes fell on Zhao Jiahuai: "Where is Chen Songyang?"
"At home!"
"I'm afraid it's the wine shop. He didn't come. He has been telling me recently that you are too good at drinking. .”
Zhao Jiahuai opened the Grand Master's chair and sat down: "I told him that Ji Dong's career began with drinking at the wine table."
"How about over there in Nancheng?" Ji Mingzong didn't have any thoughts about gossiping with him, and got straight to the point. Ask directly.
"Looking at it! This batch of goods was burned in time. It is said that Ji Hongyi spent a lot of effort to win the export order, and the contract he signed with others was also very biased towards the other party. This burning is interesting, let Liang Hongan If you do some work from it, you may not be able to get this piece of fat into your mouth."
It will take a few months for Ji Hongyi to recover from his injuries.
"It depends on Mr. Liang's ability." Ji Mingzong brought the ashtray in front of him with his tail finger and lit the ashes.
"Are you angry? Have you thrown out your trump card?"
"Not yet," Ji Mingzong responded lightly: "Any time."
If the Ji family knew that he was The big boss behind Fengming Capital was afraid that he would go crazy because he ignored the project that Ji Mingda was targeting and dragged Liang Hongan into the project.