Chapter 168: When will Ji Mingzong be made a regular official?
"Another charity dinner?"
Ji Lan sat beside him and watched the light blue invitation with a thin ribbon being slowly opened by Ji Mingzong.
The man glanced at it and handed the invitation to her calmly.
He turned sideways and stared at her face, his eyes locked on hers, as if he didn't want to let go of any expression on her face.
The invitation was opened and Ji Lan was surprised for a moment when he saw the word "wedding banquet" on it.
The wedding date of Yanzhuang and Ji Rourou has been brought forward?
The Ji family is also anxious. How long did it take for Ji Rourou to be found? I just want to push people out. The key is that Yanjia also accepts them?
Yanzhuang is so willing to marry Ji Rourou?
"Hiss" Ji Lan was thinking when someone pinched her waist hard.
She gasped in pain and turned to look back at the person beside her.
The latter's face was flat and his tone was cold: "What are you thinking about?"
"I didn't think anything of it."
"Miss your ex-fiancé?" Mr. Ji's tone was sinister.
With a bit of flavor.
Ji Lan closed the invitation and put it aside: "Dr. Ji, this is unreasonable."
"Essentially, we are not engaged, and we are not considered ex-fiancés. Furthermore, it was Director Ji who showed me the invitation, and then blamed me for saying that I miss her. Can I understand that Director Ji is digging a hole for me? Jump?" Ji Lan clicked on the invitation on the table: "Maybe this invitation is fake too"
"You are quite daring to think about it," Mr. Ji smiled lightly: "If it is true or false, we can come together to find out when the time comes."
"Have you heard? Ji Rourou and Yanzhuang's wedding has been brought forward." Early in the morning, Xu Ying rushed into the office like a wind. Last night, he was still shouting that people should have a good rest today.
When I smell the gossip, I rush faster than anyone else.
"Aren't you tired? Do you want to rest?"
"I'm tired, but I still want to eat the gossip."
She ground herself a cup of coffee, sat opposite Ji Lan, held her chin and fiddled with her phone, jumping up and down in various forums for about half an hour.
Looking at Ji Lan, he made a concluding speech: "It is said that Ji's family felt that Ji Rourou was annoyed and wanted to push her out,"
"Who said that?" Ji Lan asked. The Ji family would not reveal these things in front of others. They are all high-level players. What they say and what they do are all carefully considered.
I won't do this kind of thing that shows my parents' shortcomings in front of others.
"They must be members of the Ji family!" Xu Ying made the final decision without any extra considerations: "Do you really think that the Ji family is the same Ji family as before? It turns out that Ji Hongyi and Ji Mingda united with the outside world because of the unknown factor of Mr. Ji San. Opposite the two of them, they both have a common enemy.”
"But now, Ji Mingzong has muddied the waters and shown that he looks down on Hengli. In the final showdown, it will only be the first and second bedrooms. Without common interests, everyone wants to pull each other down. This kind of Deng Yi didn’t say anything about it, others would naturally say it.”
Ji Lan thought for a moment and realized that this was indeed very similar to Chen Yan's style.
"Ji Mingzong's trick of sitting on the mountain and watching the tigers fight is really good. No wonder it can lead us all the way to the top of the industry. The layout strategy and vision are to a level that you and I will never be able to match if we live for decades together. When are you going to let people become regulars? Huh?”
Xu Ying lay on the table and looked at Ji Lan with blinking eyes.
"Return to full employment?"
"Well, bring it to me!" Xu Ying nodded: "My mother's family is missing, what's the difference between this and my mistress?"
"You want to meet?"
"That's awesome," Xu Ying nodded fiercely: "I want to meet this mysterious Mr. Ji who is rumored to be amazing by the outside world."
Ji Lan nodded warmly: "I'll find some time. Has Jiang Shaoding gotten back to you?"
"Back, guess who it is?"
"Who?" Ji Lan asked. They have been watched recently, and some small problems always pop up at critical moments. The other party seems to be watching their every move and knowing all their itineraries.
"The son of the director of Beijing and Hong Kong TV stations, Lin He."
"His father, Director Lin, was a classmate of Deng Yi. I know that." Ji Lan was often embarrassed by others. When she was starting her own business, even if they didn't meet each other but just met by chance, Director Lin would come to step on her and beat her. .
Saying that your mother and I are old classmates won't hurt you. In fact, I used Deng Yi's benefits to suppress her.
But he didn't expect that his son would become his rival.
"No wonder people know our every move and can always let us off the hook at critical moments. If you hadn't delivered the equipment in time that night and the artists were in good condition, we wouldn't have been able to appear on the variety show the next day."
Xu Ying sat up straight and looked at Ji Lan: "If you think about it, it's their fault that the TV hosts dug holes for the artists to dance with."
Ji Lan's expression was unclear, and the pen cap on his fingertips opened and closed, as if he was thinking about something.
Xu Ying didn't panic, she held her cheek and pecked at the coffee and waited for her.
"Ask Jiang Shaoding if you can find an opportunity for us to meet him accidentally."
"I'll ask."
Not long after, Xu Ying came in with her mobile phone and smiled proudly at Ji Lan: "It's done, Anshan Hot Spring tonight."
At four o'clock in the afternoon, the two went to Anshan to avoid the rush hour. Qin Chang drove and the two chatted about work together.
By then, it was just half past five.
Anshan is very famous in Beijing and Hong Kong. It is said that this place was a royal hot spring in the past, and many people come here every year.
The territory is large, but it is loved by people from the upper class, just because here, a courtyard wall separates the gap between ordinary people and capital.
The hierarchy is clear.
Private villas come with suites, hot springs, and integrated dedicated services.
The door is closed and no one knows what will happen inside.
At half past seven, Qin Chang was sitting in the yard smoking.
Vaguely, I heard the sound of an engine coming from the entrance of the courtyard.
Looking closely, he saw Jiang Shaoding and a few people coming in a hurry and entering the villa.
Qin Chang's hand holding the cigarette froze slightly. Should I tell my husband about this?
In the house, Xu Ying was getting up from the pool, wrapped in her nightgown and wiping her water-stained hair. She looked at the visitor and exclaimed: "Mr. Jiang, you have a lot of people with you!"
Jiang Shaoding ignored her pretense: "It's fun when there are many people. What fun do we two have?"
"You think so?"
The people behind him started cheering.
Xu Ying clicked her tongue: "Mr. Jiang has already said everything, why don't you introduce me?"
Jiang Shaoding introduced them one by one. There were two men and two women beside him. The woman was the nightclub lady who was brought out, and the men were Lin He and her younger brother.
"Mr. Lin is still traveling with you, the son of Director Lin from Beijing, Hong Kong and Taiwan."
Xu Ying seemed unaware, her eyebrows brightened, and she extended her hand to say hello: "Mr. Lin."
"Mr. Xu, I have long admired you!"
"Long admire?" Xu Ying raised her eyebrows, a little confused.
"Mr. Xu and Mr. Ji." At this point, Lin He was stunned and quickly changed his words: "No, it should be Mr. Song. Mr. Xu and Mr. Song are well-known in the Beijing and Hong Kong film and television circles."
"Mr. Lin deserves the award. Being famous doesn't count. It's just good luck."