Chapter 149 The actor entered the building and made a fuss
"You said Ji Hongyi is really a good person! He established a fund in the name of Ji Lan and gave him such a nice name. When it comes to the beneficiaries, Isn’t it just me? How did he come up with such a beautiful idea?”
In the dim box, smelling of tea, the boiling water rolled up the tea leaves and fell down, Ji Mingzong lazily leaned on the Taishi chair. On the bed, he held the cigarette between his nails without putting it into his mouth, looking at the sparks on the end of the cigarette in trance.
It’s so enigmatic that it’s hard to figure it out.
Chen Songyang finished his eloquent review without hearing anyone's voice. He raised his eyes and glanced at him. The man came back to his senses and raised his hand to wipe the ashes: "Ji Hongyi doesn't have this method. It's all thanks to the old lady." .”
Chen Songyang then said: "Why don't you say she is a thousand-year-old demon? This is too scary. I always feel that this old demon can control the family's interests down to the smallest detail and refuses to suffer any losses."
"Of course," Zhao Jiahuai agreed: "How else could a woman bring the Ji family to the top of the mountain?"
Without any means, in a shopping mall where many men are in power, she can Fighting to fight a bloody road? Can she become the first woman in Beijing and Hong Kong to hold the position of president of the Chamber of Commerce?
As long as she has the means, she still has to fight for her life. People at the same time as her have long since retired to the second line. She is the only one who controls the family and remains standing.
"Then you can no longer call Ji Lan and Song Lan?"
"Your niece is quite good at searching. The Song family ranks higher than the Ji family among hundreds of surnames."
Zhao Jiahuai picked up the cup and took a sip of tea, hiding the smile in his heart and looking at it leisurely. Scan it to Ji Mingzong.
"It's finally here," the atmosphere in the box was broken by Meng Qinghe.
When he pushed the door open, he was too lazy to drink tea. He twisted a bottle of mineral water and put it to his lips. After drinking most of the bottle, he said: "It's killing me. I'm really convinced by the young man now." Yes, a commercial advertising screen is worthy of their check-in.”
“Where is the commercial advertising screen?”
"Financial Street," Meng Qinghe responded: "Where else could it be? The sign that originally showed stock market news was put up with celebrities at some point. When actors enter the government building, it's all a show-off."
Okay, okay, today both of them are complaining about Ji Mingzong.
But he was the only one who knew about it, so it was hard for him to speak up.
Zhao Jiahuai didn’t dare to pick up the fight.
Isn’t it Ji Mingzong’s fault that the brand is owned by a celebrity?
Meng Qinghe had just sat down and chatted a few words about the Ji family. Ji Mingzong smoked his cigarette and stood up to leave.
Meng Qinghe was stunned: "What are you doing? You have to leave just as I arrived?"
"Am I an eyesore to you?"
"I'm tired, let's chat Don't do business."
Chen Songyang: "Isn't this simple? There are no other places in the club that have more explanations."
Zhao Jiahuai couldn't listen anymore. Both of them were on the verge of death.
He made an excuse to go to the bathroom and took his cigarette case to the bathroom to prevent Ji Mingzong's anger from falling on him.
Chen Songyang saw Zhao Jiahuai entering the bathroom, and his eyes fell on Ji Mingzong: "How many?"
"You do it."
"You don't want it?"
"It's too dirty!" the man said concisely.
The CDB Financial District has always been busiest only when working and getting off work.
As long as the high-rise office buildings are stacked with people, the entire financial district is quiet. You can occasionally see traffic, but there will never be a crowd.
Only today.
Big difference.
On a tall building in the distance, Ji Lan stood beside the bed with his arms folded, looking at the sea of people in front of him, a rare smile on his lips.
Xu Ying searched the whole company to get Shi An to shoot an advertisement, and after searching all over the company, he found the floor-to-ceiling window in Ji Lan's office that was the most eye-catching.
When she knocked on the door and came in, Ji Lan turned slightly and looked at the person standing at the door: "What's the matter?"
"I want to use your geomantic treasure to take a group photo from a distance."< br>
Jilan said graciously and gave up her position: "As soon as possible."
Xu Ying took the time to greet the photographer and Shi An, who was putting on makeup, over.
I found the reception room nearby. "How did you get this advertising screen?" No one has thought about this electronic screen in the CBD Financial District, but no one has ever gotten it. Now they have become the first to try it.
Everyone in the circle is in a panic.
“I answered dozens of calls today, and everyone is asking how they got on the phone.”
"The thighs hold you well."
"Your third uncle?" Xu Ying blurted out.
Jilan expressed gratitude.
“Isn’t this too strong?”
“Don’t let go of your thighs.”
At nine o'clock, the crowd had not dispersed.
The surrounding police force has doubled again.
Ji Lan leaned on the office chair and looked at the overwhelming news on the computer, feeling a little strange.
I feel unspeakably upset about changing my last name.
Everything is fake.
Only benefit is real.
Whether it is the Ji family or the Song family, they all come to her for money.
Ji Mingzong spent a lot of money on it as a delaying strategy.
In order to rectify the nondescript relationship between them, and also to get her out of the Ji family. A huge amount of money was spent on this show.
At ten o'clock, the crowd gradually dispersed.
Xu Ying used Shi An's social account to edit a message and sent it out. When he got off work, he saw that Ji Lan was still in the office.
I leaned closer and asked: "Aren't you going?"
"Going."
"Supper?"
"Okay," CBD Financial District The shopping mall got off work on time, and there really wasn't anything good to eat nearby, so the two of them went around to the old town to find a barbecue restaurant.
There are fewer people in this part of the downtown area.
The two of them sat down after ordering the food. The food stalls were placed on the roadside. Xu Ying leaned on the plastic Taishi chair and combed her hair with her hands. The cool breeze of early autumn blew by, bringing with it the slightest chill. She looked up. Oh my god, after the neon lights in the center of the city were turned off, this financial metropolis gained some human touch.
It won’t make people unable to blend in.
“This past six months has been like a dream,” Xu Ying sighed.
Ji Lan sighed and asked the boss for a bottle of soda. When a few yuan of orange soda was handed to Xu Ying, she remembered something and told Ji Lan a joke.
"When did we drink this before? My family said no one was allowed to drink it. If outsiders saw this kind of soda that cost a few dollars a bottle, it would kill them. Now"
"Who can control us? I used to disdain that money determines the right to speak, but now I believe it."
Only when people are independent can they make the decision for their own lives.
Ji Lan twisted the straw and threw it into the bottle, then lowered his head and sucked.
“The economic base determines the superstructure.”
"That's right," the two of them chatted.
The boss delivered things one after another.
Xu Ying put aside the disposable chopsticks and brushed the burrs. When he was about to use the chopsticks, he caught a glimpse of someone walking out of the alley.
Wearing a black suit, his gait is slightly swaying, followed by three or five people, who seem to have just finished eating.
“Hey——” Xu Ying gestured to Ji Lan to look.
The latter followed her gaze and saw Li Zhen standing at the intersection of light and darkness. Maybe he saw them, and his dark eyes fell over.