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Chapter 30 First Selfie(1/2)

President's Office.

There is no figure of Su Lina here, only Ji Yan is sitting on a chair, pointing his cell phone at himself, constantly looking for the best light.

Yes, he is taking a selfie.

And it was the first time in my life that I took a selfie.

So even after tinkering for a long time, Ji Yan still couldn't take a photo that satisfied him.

"Dong dong dong——"

Ji Yan put down his phone: "Come in."

He Wei entered the office and said, "Mr. Ji, the planning for Project A has been completed. I will go to Qiangye Group to participate in the bidding tomorrow. Please confirm the quotation again."

He put the plan on Ji Yan's desk and breathed a sigh of relief.

He Wei was very tired from the intense overtime work these days. Fortunately, the results of his hard work were satisfactory.

For this project, their quotation was definitely the lowest among all the bidding companies, and with the strength and support of Crown World Group, Qiangye Group had no reason to refuse this cooperation.

The other companies participating in the bidding are obviously just running along, and Crown World Group is bound to win this project.

"Leave it for now, I'll look at it later." Ji Yan didn't even glance at the document and kept immersed in fiddling with his phone.

He Wei glanced at it curiously. The photo album on his phone was full of Mr. Ji's selfies.

"Mr. Ji, what are you..."

Ji Yan raised his eyes: "You came just in time, help me choose one. I want to change the avatar."

After saying that, he handed the phone to He Wei.

He Wei looked through the photos carefully, and the corners of his mouth gradually solidified.

He looked at the photo and then at Ji Yan.

Although his boss is handsome and attractive, he cannot withstand the punishment of death.

"Mr. Ji, why did you suddenly think of changing your avatar to a selfie?"

Why?

Ji Yan was asked.

He didn't know why he was so angry when he saw Jiang Di chatting with other men.

He didn't know why she could chat so happily with others, but blocked him.

If he hadn't secretly used her mobile phone to get herself off the blacklist a few days ago, would she never have been able to remember this?

Ji Yan thought of the man's selfie he saw last night and clenched his fists unconsciously.

He is the richest man in Jiachuan City, how can he be compared to other men!

"Don't worry about so many, just choose one."

He Wei twitched his lips. He really couldn't choose these photos!

"How about I take a picture for you?"

"good."

Ji Yan straightened his collar, sat upright, and looked at the camera with a serious face.

"Click——"

He Wei took a look at the newly taken photos and said, well, it's not bad. At least Mr. Ji's appearance has been restored to 80%.

Ji Yan took the phone and set this photo as his profile picture with great satisfaction.

Jin Jingyan, who was outside the CEO's office, was a little restless at the moment.

She looked at the time and saw that more than half an hour had passed, but Jiang Di still hadn't left.

Jin Jingyan thought that she was tired of waiting and would leave naturally.

In fact, it is true that Su Lina came to the company today, but she did not enter the president's office. She only had a few words with her assistant He Wei and then left.

Jin Jingyan didn't dare to make Jiang Di wait any longer, otherwise it would be self-defeating and it would be no good for herself to be betrayed.

She walked straight to the lounge and put on a friendly smile before opening the door.

"Mrs. Ji, come with me."

Jiang Di glanced at the woman, turned off the game video, got up and followed her to the door of the president's office.

Secretary Jin knocked on the door: "Mr. Ji, Mrs. Ji is here and wants to see you."

"Come in." A magnetic voice came from behind the door.

"OK."

Secretary Jin helped Jiang Di open the door and stretched out his arm to indicate that he was welcome to come in.

As soon as Jiang Di stepped in, she saw Ji Yan and He Wei looking at her.

She pretended to be casual and asked, "What were you doing just now?"

Ji Yan and He Wei looked at each other. Ji Yan's eyes seemed to say: If you dare to tell what happened just now, your job will be in danger.

He Wei swallowed his saliva and coughed lightly: "Haha... we... didn't do anything."

He glanced at the documents on the table, as if grasping a life-saving straw: "I'm just here to deliver the documents to Mr. Ji." Then he turned to ask Ji Yan, "Mr. Ji, the documents have been delivered, can I go out?"

"Get out."

After He Wei received Ji Yan's permission, he quickly walked out of the office.

Seeing He Wei's strange reaction, Jiang Di sneered inwardly. He Wei was a good person after staying with Ji Yan for so long. He probably thought that she didn't know that Su Lina was here just now and was covering for Ji Yan.

But Jiang Di didn't bother to dwell on the matter and went straight to the point.

"Cheng Zihao, do you know him?"

Ji Yan raised his eyebrows: "We know him."

"You can help me buy a graphics card from him. I'll give you money, no matter how much you want."

After hearing Jiang Di's purpose, Ji Yan opened the documents that had been neglected on the table and said while reading: "In addition to playing games, can you do anything else? Write a weekly report?"

There was a trace of disappointment in Jiang Di's eyes, but he was still like this, thinking that playing games was not doing his job properly.

So since getting married, Jiang Di has never told Ji Yan that she is a game anchor.

I didn’t tell him that I was really good at playing games.

In fact, it takes a lot of effort to achieve certain achievements in any field, and the difficulty is not necessarily less difficult than running a company.

And using the phrase "not doing your job properly" to deny other people's efforts is really disrespectful.

"I will give the weekly report to you as soon as possible. The graphics card is very important to me, please help me." Jiang Di requested sincerely and seriously.

Ji Yan leaned his elbow on the desk and put his hand on his chin. It had been a long time since he had seen Jiang Di groveling in front of him.

Like a docile kitten.

"Why should I help you?"

Jiang Di was choked to the point of being speechless. A rejected wife seemed to have no qualifications to ask him for help.

She clenched her clothes tightly: "It's not free of charge. I have money and can give it to you."

Ji Yan sneered: "Do you think I am short of money?"

Jiang Di lowered his eyes, feeling sour in his heart. He could help Su Lina win a variety show and become a spokesperson, but he couldn't help himself get a graphics card.

The importance of the two of them in Ji Yan's heart is clear at a glance.

"Then what do you want?"

Jiang Di's face didn't change, and she didn't show any emotion. She stared straight at Ji Yan.

Perhaps moved by the perseverance in her eyes, Ji Yan relaxed.

"It's not impossible to help you. Go to an appreciation party for me."

"Appreciate what? If it's a game, I can do it." Jiang Di's eyes lit up when he mentioned the game.

Ji Yan glanced at her lightly and said, "Mrs. Ye will hold an art appreciation party at the art museum tomorrow. Everyone who attends the party must bring something. Literary toys, calligraphy and painting, anything."

"Why don't you go by yourself?" Jiang Di frowned, obviously not interested in this appreciation meeting at all.

Ji Yan shook the document in his hand: "No time."

"Then will you prepare what I need to bring?"

Ji Yan didn't even raise his head and continued to look at the documents, "Prepare it yourself."

"I don't have any precious calligraphy and painting!" Jiang Di stepped forward and covered the document with one hand, interrupting Ji Yan's concentration, "You are deliberately asking me to make a fool of myself!"

"Then you don't have to go. The graphics card will figure it out on its own." Ji Yan removed Jiang Di's palm that was blocking the document.

When Jiang Di heard the word "graphics card", she immediately lost her temper. Looking at Ji Yan's look of needing a beating, she squeezed her fists again and again.
To be continued...
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