Chapter 159 Ji Mingzong, you are being treasonous
People came up to the open-air garden one after another. When they saw Ji Mingzong standing facing the railing, with a woman standing in front of him, they were all quite curious. When they approached, their eyes were filled with seriousness. Look around.
"Why did Director Ji reject us? It turns out there is a beautiful woman by his side!"
The sound of teasing came from behind, and Ji Mingzong put his arm around Ji Lan's waist and turned around slowly.
When everyone saw it, someone laughed: "Dr. Ji, you are not kind. You are right in front of us, but you don't let us see the true face of Mount Lu."
Ji Mingzong took the person a little closer to him and explained with a smile: "Mr. Peng was joking. He had a fever last night and came out of the hospital just because he was afraid that he would pass on the illness to everyone."
Ji Lan is here On her side, she coughed cooperatively a few times, and while coughing, she leaned against Ji Mingzong's chest. The man's hand on her waist slowly moved to her back, stroking her gently.
It’s a show that leaves no room for criticism.
“The Quarterly Director still loves people!”
A place like the racecourse has never been a clean place. Anything that has anything to do with money is inseparable from power and sex, and between power and sex There are too many ways to deal with interests.
On this day, Ji Mingzong came under the guise of giving money.
We played several gambling games and lost. The "general managers" on the opposite side were so happy that they opened their mouths from ear to ear and gave in to Ji Mingzong one by one while holding their wine glasses.
In shopping mall entertainment, the identities of many people are too special to be mentioned on the table alone.
To the outside world, it is uniformly called "General". As for what "General" is, we can't ask more.
Ji Lan took out his mobile phone and searched it on the pretense of going to the bathroom. When he saw the name listed on Baidu Encyclopedia, he felt a little sad.
After the horse racing was over, the group of people moved to the box downstairs, and after the dinner there was a card game.
This was originally a game of giving away wealth, and Ji Mingzong's "luck" was indeed not good today.
Ji Lan sat on one side and watched the cards being played. Cheng Shun's mahjong was about to be blurred, but he was able to take out one card and release the water.
Hao doesn’t bother playing this card.
Halfway through, the man’s cell phone rang. He picked it up and hung up after looking at it.
But the other party seemed to be unwilling to give up.
Ji Mingzong's eyebrows darkened slightly, and he glanced sideways at Ji Lan: "Xiaolan will play a few games with Mr. Peng, and I'll go take a call."
The man opposite smiled. He warned: "Director Ji, go and come back quickly!"
"Mr. Peng is at ease."
On the other side of the phone, Shu Wen's voice was steady, informing the old man that his vital signs were unstable and asking him to come back quickly. .
Ji Mingzong held a cigarette and took two puffs to disperse the alcohol. He spoke plainly and without any emotion: "Butler Shu, do you want to think about it, how many times has this happened?"
"Third Master," Shu Wen's tone was firm: "It's true this time."
Shu Wen said, holding the phone and approaching the old man's ward, the heartbreaking sound of crying could be heard inside.
Ji Mingzong's fingertips holding the phone tightened slightly.
The annoyance in his heart could not be suppressed, and it quickly fermented and spread to his limbs and bones like a germ, making his heart tremble.
For this father, he could not express his emotions. He did not particularly love him, nor did he particularly hate him.
In his own life, he played the role of a traditional father, giving him money, not letting him starve to death, and not having any affection for him. Maybe he had too many sons, and maybe his father All the love was given to Ji Mingda and Ji Hongyi.
To him, there is not much left.
He is tolerant, generous, and somewhat compassionate.
When the old lady spoke harshly to him, she would say one or two words to smooth things over and pull his wife away, but she would not comfort him.
So much so that he is dispensable in his own life.
Ji Mingzong smoked a few cigarettes and woke up. Yan Hui hurried back with his mobile phone and called sir, but Ji Mingzong blocked the rest of his words.
He said: "I know."
"Then" Yan Hui didn't know how to speak.
Ji Mingzong said again: "Just tell me the time of the funeral." After saying that, he entered the box.
After several rounds of poker, Ji Lan seemed to have grasped the essence of his night. There were very few chips left on the card table, and it was already after eleven o'clock when everyone left.
After sending the people away, Ji Mingzong answered the phone again and gave some instructions on work matters.
Just as he was about to get in the car, Ji Lan opened the door first and was about to get in.
The third brother's voice sounded out of thin air behind her, making her tremble.
This voice.
You don’t have to look back to know it’s Ji Hongyi.
Without any thought, Ji Lan bent down and turned his back to the two of them and got into the car. He looked at the two of them through the dark window, his heart beating like a drum.
Outside the car, Ji Hongyi glanced at the car, and when their eyes met in the air, Ji Lan felt guilty and broke out in cold sweat.
Even an outsider like Yan Hui found it exciting.
The brother-in-law had an affair with his niece and bumped into his father.
“Now that we have met, let’s go home together!”
Ji Hongyi must have also received a call from home. When he hurried out, his secretary and driver were left behind.
"Brother, go back first," Ji Mingzong said in a calm tone, which was considered polite.
"Third brother," Ji Hongyi sighed slightly: "No matter what, father will always be our father."
"Brother has time to teach me, so why not go home early, maybe we can see each other for the last time."
"Ting Zong, a high-ranking family, the drama of fighting for family property is everlasting. No matter what, we must not forget the fundamentals. ," Ji Hongyi was stimulated by Ji Mingzong's cold words, and Ji Yan looked at him angrily: "The old man is in danger, and it is the most basic etiquette for a child to pay his last respects."
Ji Mingzong chuckled. , took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.
"What?" He raised his hand, with a cold look in his eyes: "Brother, you want to kidnap me back?"
"You"
"My face is torn, but you still care about ethics and ethics? I came back to fight for the family property, not to give him death. If you care about ethics and ethics so much, give Hengli to me!"
"Station Condemn me from the moral high ground? "Ji Mingzong sneered at him: "The words of the beneficiary certainly sound good."
Ji Mingzong held his cigarette and looked at him with cold eyes, and walked around to the other side to get in the car.
Ji Hongyi settled for a few seconds, his heart burning with anger.
Seeing someone getting into the car, I reached out and opened the door on this side to argue with him.
I never thought that this side was Ji Lan.
She sat in the back seat and stared at the situation outside the car. The moment Ji Hongyi opened the door, she covered her face and plunged into Ji Mingzong's arms. The latter hugged her and placed his palm on the back of her head. Guard to the death.
Shen Leng's eyes were filled with ice knives and shot towards Ji Hongyi with murderous intent.
A cold and solemn voice suddenly sounded: "Yan Hui,"
Yan Hui pulled Ji Hongyi away and closed the car door,
Ji Mingzong became angry and got out of the car and walked towards Ji Hongyi.
Without a word, he raised his leg and landed a kick on his abdomen.
The man was kicked onto a black Ford SUV in the parking lot, and the car's alarm sounded harshly.
Attracted everyone's attention.
“You really think I have no temper?”
"Ji Mingzong, you are treasonous."
The gap between thirty and fifty years old is not only in age, but also in physical function. Money cannot change it. Ji Mingzong leaned over and grabbed Ji Hongyi's clothes. Leader: "When you asked someone to kill me, why didn't you think about whether it was treason?"
The fishing is over, there is another chapter in the evening