"Dad, when we get to Ji's later, our attitude will be a little softer."
Outside Ji's building, Wang Zisong took a deep breath and looked at his father.
This contract is of great importance to Wang. If Ji's does not renew this contract, their production capacity will be accumulated this year. At present, no company can capture such a large share as Ji's. p>
So today’s negotiation must go smoothly.
If Mr. Wang hadn't insisted, he wouldn't have wanted to bring his father here, even though the cause of this matter was probably the confusion he made outside.
When I think about this, Wang Zisong's young face shows a bit of sinisterness.
Along the way, his nominal father's cell phone kept ringing, and if nothing else, they were all calls from those people outside.
At first, Wang Yunming and Wang Yunming were patient and coaxed a few words, but after they were beaten too many times, they were too lazy to pay attention.
He didn't care that his own son was still sitting there.
"What are you talking about?" Wang Yunming immediately turned down after being told by his own son, and his tone was full of anger. "Before, you didn't let me get involved in the company's affairs, and now you asked me to come here to apologize."
Talk about cooperation?"
His father really has no self-awareness at all.
Wang Zisong sneered.
He replied in a matter-of-fact manner: "There is no way. What the Ji family wants is an attitude. Now that we are asking for help from others, we naturally have to lower our posture."
"As for why I ask you to come too..."
Wang Zisong fastened the cap of the pen in his hand, closed the folder, and said coldly: "Regarding this, the news we can get is that you have acted disrespectfully towards the people Mr. Ji is protecting." p>
As soon as these words came out, Wang Yunming's face showed an expression of impatience, and his originally confident tone was a bit hesitant: "Who can I offend?"
Unfortunately, Wang Zisong didn't want to talk to him at all now. The driver in the front seat stopped the car and said, "Ji's here."
"Okay."
Wang Zisong straightened his suit, opened the car door and walked out.
Wang Yunming saw this and hurriedly followed.
"Hello, do you have an appointment?"
The beautiful front desk lady stood up to greet me with a standard smile on her face.
"I made an appointment with your Special Assistant Yang for a meeting this morning."
Wang Zisong handed her a business card to identify himself.
The lady at the front desk took the business card, checked it on the computer system, and handed it back with both hands: "Mr. Wang, please come this way. Just press the elevator button to go to the 33rd floor. Assistant Yang is waiting for you behind the elevator."<
/p>
"Okay, thank you."
When Wang Zisong turned to leave, he found that Wang Yunming behind him had been lingering on the plump breasts at the front desk, and a flash of embarrassment suddenly flashed in his eyes.
I don’t know whether I’m lucky or unlucky to have such a father.
As the elevator climbed one level at a time, Wang Zisong looked out at the street scene through the elevator's viewing window. The pedestrians gradually became smaller and the buildings became shorter.
As the floors rise, the sense of oppression gradually increases.
Ding~
We’ve arrived at the 33rd floor.
The elevator door opened, revealing a handsome smiling face.
"Special Assistant Yang, nice to meet you."
"Good morning, Mr. Wang, Mr. Wang, I have heard of you for a long time."
The cold mirror reflects the light, covering up the dark light under the eyes.
——
On this day, Song Shushu rarely got up and took out the ancient guqin from the corner of the study room that had been dusty for a long time.
The piano needs to be re-tuned after it has been left for a long time. Place the piano on the table and get the tuner.
Ji Sui watched for a long time and found that this instrument was something he had never seen before, and he was immediately curious.
The tassel hanging from the tail of the piano was dangling, which made him feel inexplicably itchy.
"Da Meng, let go, don't touch there."
When Song Shushu came in from the door and saw such a shocking scene, his heart suddenly rose to his throat.
At the age of 30, I stretched out a paw and touched it here and there on the edge of the tassel, as if I were playing with a toy.
She had ignored the Qin for a long time, and the tassels were a little knotted, and even Ji Sui's claws had not been trimmed completely. Song Shushu was afraid that her loud voice would scare him and make him pull the Qin off.
The moment Ji Sui heard her voice, he came back to his senses and felt a little annoyed.
How could I have been so fascinated that I reached out to reach for the tassel?!
It seems that I have been a cat for a long time, and even some of my habits have been tainted with it.
Song Shushu came over, holding a piece of cloth specially used to clean the piano in his hand, and carefully wiped the piano.
"This is called Guqin, which is a relatively ancient musical instrument." Song Shushu's long and powerful fingertips touched the strings, and the sound of the piano came out.
"It's a pity that there are fewer people playing it now." Even she had rarely played it when that incident happened.
With a nostalgic look on his face, Song Shushu softly told his current situation as if he were talking to an old friend he hadn't seen for many years.
The ancients often said that the piano has a soul, and the more precious the piano, the more spiritual it is.
"I'm sorry for leaving you in the cold for so long."
"As for me, I rented this small house after I moved out of school. Later, the landlord happened to plan to sell the house, so I bought this small house."
"This will be my home from now on. I will customize a large display cabinet for you and your brothers and sisters so that you can bask in the sun and have some ventilation."
When Ji Sui looked at the unfamiliar musical instrument in front of him, the simple and smooth sound was filled with a warm wooden luster.
The seven strings are simply distributed on the body of the instrument, and the thirteen emblems are dotted on the surface like meteors.
Simple yet mysterious.
"I haven't taken care of my nails yet, so I can't play the piano for the time being. You won't blame me, right?"
Song Shushu gently stroked the strings and whispered.
When I think of the scene when my nails were broken, the pain from my fingers to my heart seems to be lingering on my fingertips again.
"Our current goal is to win the greenfield project in City B, so that we can revitalize our business in the northern region."
"You are too radical. There is a big mess here that hasn't been solved yet."
Another voice of disapproval came from the tablet.
"Oh, don't argue."
"Say it nicely."
There is a constant flow of voices.
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The pink flesh pads kept clicking on the tablet, participating in this meeting remotely.
Suddenly the black pointed ears moved, and he quickly clicked to end the meeting.
As soon as he hid the huge tablet under the sofa, Song Shushu opened the door and came in.
Throwing the key in the tray at the entrance, the metal hitting metal made a pleasant sound.
Song Shushu put aside the dishes he was carrying, shook his hands that had red marks on them, and sprayed his hands with disinfectant before stroking the head of the approaching cat.
"When I just came back, I saw the neighbor's door opened. It seems that the house has been sold."
"Meow meow meow." Yes, I asked Special Assistant Yang to buy it.
“I don’t know when the new neighbor will renovate it, so I hope it won’t be too noisy by then.” She was deeply affected by the renovation of the upstairs of her home last year.
"Meow meow meow." Don't worry, I've made all the arrangements and it won't affect your rest.
"The previous neighbors were a very kind old couple. A while ago, they said that their son would pick them up to live with them. Now it seems that he has already taken him over."
"Meow meow." I don't know. The matter of buying a house was handled by Special Assistant Yang.
Recently, Song Shushu has become accustomed to the life of answering questions and answers with Ji Sui. Although they don't understand the language, the main thing is companionship.
Moreover, Song Dameng really seemed to be spiritual.
Even she can sometimes strangely understand the emotional meaning behind some meows.
"I hope I will be a friendly neighbor by then," Song Shushu murmured. After all, the community where she lived was old, and the sound insulation between the walls was not very good. And she liked to play the piano at night, and the live broadcast was also at night.
.Although she found someone to do soundproofing, the neighbor's grandmother said she could still hear some subtle sounds.
"Meow!"
That must be kind.
Ji Sui silently answered.
Although he hasn't yet figured out what caused his transformation, one thing he can figure out is that an unintentional touch from Song Shushu while he was sleeping could temporarily transform him back into a human form.
So he still needs to stay with her until he figures out this strange way of stimulation.
So he took advantage of her intermittently going out in the past two days to quietly open the window and observe, and found that the bathroom in the next door house was very close to the bedroom at home.
As long as there is a little design on the window, he can sneak into the next room after changing back to human form, thus avoiding his nakedness.
Moreover, he has disappeared from the eyes of Ji's people for some time now, and if he doesn't show up again, there will really be some trouble.
When I think about being this age, I feel an indescribable irritation. I have scolded my sister’s boyfriend for an unknown number of times.
In front of a vague barrier in the distance, Miao Hemo sneezed loudly without warning.
"Are you okay?"
Ji Qinghuan asked worriedly, why has he been sneezing in the past two days?
She raised her eyes and looked at the rolling snow-capped mountains in the distance. Could it be because she caught a cold a few times when the two of them played wildly outside?
"I'm fine." He rubbed the tip of his nose with his hand wearing thick warm gloves. Miao Hemo spoke in a hoarse voice and stretched out his hand to help Ji Qinghuan arrange his scarf. "Actually, I can just come here by myself. You really need to leave the company and the hospital behind."
Is it okay?"
Ji Qinghuan raised his little face slightly with a smirk on his face: "What could happen? My brother can still hold meetings remotely. I think he just can't accept it for a while. He should come back when he figures it out."
Miao He stopped talking.
He didn't think that the legendary Ji always looked so emotional.
——
"Come over for dinner."
Song Shushu brought the last dish to the table and stretched out his hand to untie his apron.
The light blue apron pinched her slender waist very thin, outlining her graceful figure. Because she was about to cook just now, her thick long hair was tied up randomly.
A small crucian carp was placed in the shallow dish in front of him.
Ji Sui looked at the "live" scene of disembowelment in front of her, and even the fish meat was still beating slightly. Then she looked at the fragrant stir-fried beef and lotus root soup in front of her.
A little silence.
The difference doesn’t have to be so obvious.
Although it is now the cat's intestines and stomach, he feels that it is still not feasible to eat it raw.
Use actions to express your rejection of today’s dinner.
While she was looking down at the video, Ji Sui openly took a piece of beef from the plate.
He stared at the piece of meat for a long time. The beef looked very tender, hanging loosely on the edge of the plate, making it attractive.
He quickly picked it up and quietly raised his eyes.
I found that her attention was not on the dining table at all, and I suddenly felt brave.
He kicked his dinner aside in disgust, and headed towards the lotus root soup that Song Shushu had put in a small bowl waiting to cool.
Fragrant! It really smells so good!
The aroma of lotus root and corn are perfectly blended, leaving a lingering fragrance on the teeth and cheeks.
It’s been a long time since I’ve eaten such normal and delicious food. I licked my lips with unsatisfied taste.
Just as he was leaning down to take a second sip, a pair of hands stretched out to stop the eager little head.
"Are you eating secretly again?"
Song Shushu really doesn’t understand why his kitten is so interested in human food?!
One hand squeezed his face tightly, and the other hand quickly Baidu.
"Okay, okay, cats can eat lotus roots."
After checking the answer, Song Shushu breathed a sigh of relief. She only put a little salt in the soup this time and nothing else, so the bit he ate secretly was fine.
"I can't tell you are still just a greedy little cat."
Song Shushu simply pushed the bowl in front of him, and even put a piece of lotus root into the bowl for him.
"Eat, but only a little."
At this age, I pretended not to understand and just immersed myself in eating.
It is really not easy to feel the normal diet of human society again.
Of course, this also involves gambling. He is trying to test how he is different from normal kittens, for example, whether eating certain foods will cause disease.
The quickest way is to steal home-cooked food.
Song Shushu took out his mobile phone, took a few photos of Ji Sui who was immersed in food, processed it a little, and posted it on Weibo.
【shuuu:wolfing down.jpg】
After posting on Weibo, I clicked on the hot search list and unexpectedly saw my own photo on it.
#是什么意思#
The photo I saw on that little girl’s phone today is now at the top of the post, and the comments have been marked with the word “hot”.
[I came here from Xiaoyezi’s Weibo, do you all the wise netizens have more news about this beauty, Sihasha.]
[What a beautiful sister with a sense of life.]
【Those moments when I want to penetrate a kitten 1】
[Wow, which internet celebrity is taking a photo? Is there a portal to guide me?]
[No, the photo was taken by Gao Ye and posted on Weibo. It was a passerby.]
[Such a beautiful beauty, you call me a passerby???]
[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 a sentence [It just helps us see the true face of this group of people. When they hear the news about us cooperating 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 kid 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 at 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 while ago when I was young. 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 talks about 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 he was mentioned by the old man, 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 unabated. 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, 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 unquestionable 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. After all, he and his sister-in-law 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.