[Lin Bai: Have you seen the hot search on Weibo?]
[Lin Bai: evil smile.jpg]
[Song Shushu: Of course I saw it since it was on the hot search.]
[Lin Bai: How is it? Many lines have become popular~]
Song Shushu scratched her eyebrows helplessly. To be honest, she didn't care if the photo became popular on the Internet as long as it didn't affect her work and life.
After all, what girl doesn’t want to be praised for her beauty? She is not exempt from it.
[Song Shushu: Don’t worry about it for now, the heat will probably subside within two days.]
It's best to treat her coldly now. She doesn't want to attract unnecessary attention because of her appearance.
Seeing that her expression was still calm, Ji Sui had already guessed her handling attitude.
At night, I sneaked into the next room and asked Special Assistant Yang to help me control what was going on online.
Of course, this is all a story for later.
Now Song Shushu is concerned about another thing.
After much hesitation, I finally spoke.
[Song Shushu: Do the lost contracts have any impact on the studio now?]
Lin Bai comforted her [It's okay. In fact, according to the studio's current arrangements, we can't sign any more orders, so it's no shame to throw them away.]
Finally, I would like to add: [It just helps us see the true face of this group of people. When they hear the news about our cooperation with the Ji family, they come to get close to us. If the wind is not in the right direction, they run away quickly. Even if they cooperate, there are still a lot of them.
Trouble.]
Song Shushu nodded thoughtfully, not knowing whether he believed it or not.
[Song Shushu: Is Ji Shi satisfied with the last mv? Is there anything that needs to be changed?]
[Lin Bai: There is no feedback so quickly.]
“I don’t know if Party A will be a difficult person to deal with.”
The chopsticks poked a few small holes in the beef, and Song Shushu muttered.
Ji Sui, who was on the side, heard the words and raised his head from his plan to steal food. He was thoughtful, and finally lowered his head before she looked over.
The atmosphere in the Ji family's old house is not very pleasant at the moment.
Ji Hanhai Duan, who is over 70 years old, is sitting in the main seat, and the lower seat is empty.
Ji Liangzhe, who was sitting aside, raised his head and looked at the empty seat with eyes full of determination and eagerness to try.
Taking advantage of the opportunity when the old man picked up the handkerchief on the side and wiped his mouth, he said as if he was thinking about the younger generation: "This child has gone to who knows where, not to the company, and you don't come here."
Although Ji Sui announced that he was going to take some time off, there was no news about his whereabouts either in the company or at home.
After holding on for a while, Ji Liangzhe finally asked the old man who was the only one who could possibly know what was going on during the year.
Ji Hanhai's majestic gaze swept over his eldest son's poor acting skills, and he snorted coldly.
His eldest son really thinks that he is old, and he can't put his ambition back in his eyes before asking for information.
Ji Hanhai did not intend to answer his question.
He slowly picked up the tea on the table, blew the hot air gently, lowered his head and took a sip.
The old fingers tapped regularly on the dining table, and his eyes were lightly closed, as if he was intoxicated in the fragrance of tea.
What he mentioned seemed to have nothing to do with what Ji Liangzhe was concerned about: "This tea was just delivered to me a few days ago. It was said to be a high-quality product specially reserved for you in the tea garden in Province Y this year. It will be waiting for you when you return.
Take a can and try it when you have time."
Mentioning the little grandson, a smile appeared on the old face, and even the wrinkles at the corners of the eyes seemed to be smiling.
Mr. Ji, who led the Ji family to great success in the past, now acts like an ordinary old man, showing off when he mentions the good things his grandchildren have given him.
"Oh, okay."
Ji Liangzhe nodded in agreement and wanted to continue asking, but was stopped in place by the old man's next words.
"I heard that Zeyu has been very close to the little girl from the Ming family recently?"
Ji Hanhai glanced at the cold sweat on his head, and the expression on his face was covered with moisture, making it difficult to distinguish.
Ji Zeyu, who was sitting at the bottom, did not understand the exchange between the two. When the old man mentioned it, his eyes showed the joy of finally being noticed.
"Yes, grandpa, I met Yaoyao at the dinner party at Ming's house last time. In some aspects, the two of them chatted relatively well, and they became familiar with each other after going back and forth."
There was a bit of pride in his tone.
Ming Yiyao had just returned to China, and she had the temper of a young lady. She didn't know many people in the circle, so he spent a lot of effort to establish a good relationship with her.
Ji Hanhai, who was at the head, nodded noncommittally.
Ding
Fine porcelain and mahogany tabletops make a dull sound.
He also successfully interrupted what Ji Zeyu was about to blurt out, and subconsciously raised his head to look at his majestic grandfather.
My heart trembled, and I kept silent subconsciously.
Since he was a child, he has been afraid of this grandfather, especially when he looks at people with an expressionless face and cold eyes.
Those sharp eyes seemed to be able to see through all his little thoughts, making all his calculations invisible.
Moreover, when he was in power at that time, he was even more famous for his ruthless methods. It was not until something happened to his brother-in-law and his wife that he restrained himself a little. In recent years, he gradually delegated power to Ji Sui, and he even stayed at home behind closed doors.
, cultivate your moral character.
But the intimidating momentum remained undiminished. Ji Zeyu's Adam's apple rolled under the oppressive gaze and he swallowed saliva with difficulty.
Trying to look like she has no scheming, she forced herself to speak: "Yao Yao has just returned to China and will inherit the Ming family in the future. Now she has a lot of contacts with people in her circle."
Ji Hanhai slowly withdrew his gaze, and his gaze lingered on the empty space beside him for a moment, and finally rested on Ji Liangzhe's face. After pausing for a few seconds, he said in an unarguable tone: "My Ji family has always paid the most attention to the well-being of adults and children.
Preface, it was you who got married first and then engaged Mingcai and Lihua."
Ji Liangzhe's expression condensed slightly, then he smiled nonchalantly and said yes again and again.
"I felt wronged at the beginning and will understand. After all, he and his siblings were in a good relationship at the time."
When I heard my younger son's name being mentioned, a hint of emotion flashed through my slightly cloudy eyes, and I no longer thought of beating my older son.
He waved his hand, indicating that there was no need to say anything further.
He propped up the cane beside him and stood up, "It's getting late, you two should go back early."
After saying that, he stopped looking at the expressions of the two people behind him and went straight upstairs.
The father and son who were left on the spot looked at each other with deep unwillingness in their eyes.
"Dad, grandpa, what does this mean?"
After all, he is still young, Ji Zeyu couldn’t wait to ask.
Ji Liangzhe glanced at him and lowered his voice: "Go to the car and talk."
In front of the floor-to-ceiling window on the second floor, Mr. Ji, who said he was going to rest, was still standing in front of the window, holding a cane in front of him, and his eyes followed the black vehicle as it drove out of the villa.
"Be careful and think too much."
After a long time, Ji Hanhai turned and left, leaving behind a sigh.