"Pervious ghost!" Xie Nuanyang's face turned slightly red, but he still said to the old housekeeper beside him: "Uncle Li, I will take my meal to the company for lunch. Please make up all the things the young master likes to eat!"

"Okay!" The old butler responded and hurried to the kitchen to give instructions.

Xie Nuanyang and Ji Dongchen chatted for a while before hung up the phone.

After the kitchen prepared the dishes of their young master and his wife and placed them in a warm lunch box, Xie Nuanyang went out again to make the young wife delivering food.

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Monsoon Group.

Ji Dongchen hung up the phone, his lips still curled, and there was an indescribable gentleness between his eyebrows and eyes.

The door was knocked, Ji Mo came in and said, "Boss, Ji Qiuyu is here again."

When Ji Dongchen heard this, he frowned slightly and said, "What are he here to do?"

Before Ji Mo could answer, Ji Dongchen said, "Stop him and don't let him come up."

"Yes!" Ji Mo said, and went out immediately.

Ji Dongchen's face completely disappeared from his previous gentle appearance. He stood up and stood in front of the window, looking at the sky gradually clear after the haze outside the window, his eyes were a little complicated.

He was on this tall building and could not hear the sound in the lobby on the first floor.

Ji Dongchen sometimes thinks Ji Qiuyu is actually quite capable and can endure it until now.

But, I don’t know what tricks he will play next?

Also, what would that person react?

Ji Dongchen thought of that bad ending, closed his eyes, and returned to his desk to sit down.

However, after sitting down, he still clicked on a special software.

The picture is very clear. You can see the people in the hall and see what the front desk is talking to Ji Qiuyu...

Ji Dongchen pointed at his chin with one hand and looked at these scenes coldly. Time passed for a long time in this boring scene. Until Ji Dongchen was really bored and thinking about closing, he suddenly found a familiar figure entering the scene...

… … … …

Xie Nuanyang did not expect that he would see Ji Qiuyu in the hall of the Monsoon Group.

To be precise, Xie Nuanyang did not expect that he would see such a Ji Qiuyu.

When Xie Nuanyang came, Ji Qiuyu was begging the lady at the front desk: "You let me see Dongchen! I have something to tell him!"

The front desk lady said politely: "I'm sorry, Mr. Qiu, I can't go in without an appointment."

There was a man next to him driving Ji Qiuyu out: "Young Master Qiu, stop making trouble, it makes everyone look bad."

Hearing this, Ji Qiuyu begged in a whistle, "You let me see your president, he can't do this! He can't do this! Return me what belongs to me!"

The smile on the front desk lady's face had gradually faded, and she looked at Ji Qiuyu and said a little impatiently: "Mr. Qiu, our president doesn't want to see you. You can't go up without making an appointment! You can't let me be fired, right?"

The expression on Ji Qiuyu's face became particularly ugly, and there was unspeakable despair and confusion in her eyes: "What should I do? What should I do?"

Ji Qiuyu murmured, thinking about what to do when he suddenly heard a cold voice with a hint of surprise: "Brother Qiuyu?"

There was a silence in the whole hall. Ji Qiuyu turned to look at the source of the sound... "Pervious ghost!" Xie Nuanyang's face turned slightly red, but he still said to the old housekeeper beside him: "Uncle Li, I will take my meal to the company for lunch. Please make up all the things the young master likes to eat!"

"Okay!" The old butler responded and hurried to the kitchen to give instructions.

Xie Nuanyang and Ji Dongchen chatted for a while before hung up the phone.

After the kitchen prepared the dishes of their young master and his wife and placed them in a warm lunch box, Xie Nuanyang went out again to make the young wife delivering food.

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Monsoon Group.

Ji Dongchen hung up the phone, his lips still curled, and there was an indescribable gentleness between his eyebrows and eyes.

The door was knocked, Ji Mo came in and said, "Boss, Ji Qiuyu is here again."

When Ji Dongchen heard this, he frowned slightly and said, "What are he here to do?"

Before Ji Mo could answer, Ji Dongchen said, "Stop him and don't let him come up."

"Yes!" Ji Mo said, and went out immediately.

Ji Dongchen's face completely disappeared from his previous gentle appearance. He stood up and stood in front of the window, looking at the sky gradually clear after the haze outside the window, his eyes were a little complicated.

He was on this tall building and could not hear the sound in the lobby on the first floor.

Ji Dongchen sometimes thinks Ji Qiuyu is actually quite capable and can endure it until now.

But, I don’t know what tricks he will play next?

Also, what would that person react?

Ji Dongchen thought of that bad ending, closed his eyes, and returned to his desk to sit down.

However, after sitting down, he still clicked on a special software.

The picture is very clear. You can see the people in the hall and see what the front desk is talking to Ji Qiuyu...

Ji Dongchen pointed at his chin with one hand and looked at these scenes coldly. Time passed for a long time in this boring scene. Until Ji Dongchen was really bored and thinking about closing, he suddenly found a familiar figure entering the scene...

… … … …

Xie Nuanyang did not expect that he would see Ji Qiuyu in the hall of the Monsoon Group.

To be precise, Xie Nuanyang did not expect that he would see such a Ji Qiuyu.

When Xie Nuanyang came, Ji Qiuyu was begging the lady at the front desk: "You let me see Dongchen! I have something to tell him!"

The front desk lady said politely: "I'm sorry, Mr. Qiu, I can't go in without an appointment."

There was a man next to him driving Ji Qiuyu out: "Young Master Qiu, stop making trouble, it makes everyone look bad."

Hearing this, Ji Qiuyu begged in a whistle, "You let me see your president, he can't do this! He can't do this! Return me what belongs to me!"

The smile on the front desk lady's face had gradually faded, and she looked at Ji Qiuyu and said a little impatiently: "Mr. Qiu, our president doesn't want to see you. You can't go up without making an appointment! You can't let me be fired, right?"

The expression on Ji Qiuyu's face became particularly ugly, and there was unspeakable despair and confusion in her eyes: "What should I do? What should I do?"

Ji Qiuyu murmured, thinking about what to do when he suddenly heard a cold voice with a hint of surprise: "Brother Qiuyu?"
Chapter completed!