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Chapter 71
Ji Sui's tone was light and there were not many fluctuations in the words. To the ears of people with ulterior motives, they were as deafening as thunder.
A few of the guilty ones began to break out in cold sweats, and those who thought they were doing nothing wrong also began to beat their heads inwardly, involuntarily beginning to reflect on their recent actions.
The only ones who were calm and composed were a few of his confidants. Among the faces that were disheveled and had not even had time to change out of their pajamas, they looked particularly strange.
On the screen, Yang Lai nodded to him, Ji Sui's eyes flashed, and after scanning the screen, he continued to speak, holding a stack of information with his fingers and shaking it.
The slender and well-jointed fingers played with the paper in his hand, and the faintly exposed chart looked very familiar.
Li Jie was already feeling guilty, and now he was even more upset. If he had known that today would happen, why would he have believed Ji Liangzhe's nonsense like he was in a daze!
As early as the moment the video was automatically connected, he woke up his wife beside him and motioned for her to bring her spare mobile phone. His wife was about to have a seizure when she was woken up in the middle of the night, but she realized what happened when she saw his pale face.
The importance, suppress your temper at the moment, and quickly bring the spare machine from the study room.
[Mr. Ji! Didn’t you say that the chairman is seriously ill and will die soon?!]
【Who is that person who is full of energy and having a meeting in the middle of the night?!】
I sent out several messages with trembling fingers, and looked at the circles that followed each message, feeling a wave of despair well up in my heart.
It's over...
"Minister Li? Minister Li? Li Jie!"
"who?!"
Li Jie suddenly raised his head and looked around.
When he raised his head, he looked at himself on the screen and looked at each other. Vice President Minghe looked at him with a bad tone. Seeing that he finally looked over, he frowned and repeated: "Mr. Li, Mr. Ji is asking you to talk about the projects of the past month."
situation."
"Ah, yes, project status." Li Jie repeated with a smile, not even bothering to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.
"Project status..." My mind went blank, and there was no report at all.
The mobile phone held tightly in his hand was still spinning in circles, and in front of him was Ji Sui's extremely oppressive eyes, as if he had understood all his little moves.
The corners of his mouth curved into a stiff arc, and he was unable to speak for a long time.
Minghe shook his head with a disappointed look on his face and sighed in a fake tone: "Mr. Li, you are confused. How can your attitude make me believe that this information is slandering you?"
"material?"
Li Jie, who couldn't keep up with the progress at all, looked confused at the moment.
Snapped!
Another piece of information was thrown onto the table.
Ji Sui impatiently raised his wrist and looked at the time, a hint of impatience flashed in his eyes.
He didn't know how long this transformation would last. If it weren't for the fact that the only way to get rid of these people was to expose what they had done, he wouldn't have wasted time on these wastes.
The method of finding mistakes and dismissing them is not suitable for people who consider themselves to be veterans. Only by smashing conclusive evidence in their faces can a decisive blow be achieved.
"Your matter will be handled by someone tomorrow. Let's talk about it."
His slender fingertips tapped the files on the desktop.
A few thin pieces of paper carry many unknown dirty transactions and determine the future of many people.
Ji Sui squeezed time and rushed to end the meeting within three hours. The memory of the last time lingered vaguely for about three hours. What happened to him must not be known to the group of shareholders with different ideas, otherwise it would happen again.
It set off a bloody storm.
He quietly returned to Song Shushu's house. At Ji Sui's age, he paid attention to the time and tidied the room according to Song Shushu's past habits. He had never done these housework before, and had always been handled by the housekeeper, but when he saw Song Shushu, he hummed every time.
Song, looking relaxed and at ease.
There were some bunches of flowers in the vase with some withered leaves. He imitated her and carefully cut them off with scissors. In the end, because he was really unskilled, he almost cut off the bouquet next to him with the scissors. Fortunately, he relaxed in the end.
After gaining experience, you will become more cautious when starting again.
He quickly completed the big activity of cutting flowers, loosened his tight muscles, and stood a little further away to admire his masterpiece.
Several bunches of peonies are leaning against the side of the vase, and cappuccino is dotted among them. It has to be said that although the technique is a bit worse, the basic aesthetic is still very online.
The more he watched, the more motivated he became, so before the midnight bell rang, Ji Sui mopped the floor and washed a set of cups with great interest. If he wasn't afraid that the washing machine would make too much noise, he even wanted to take off the sofa covers.
Try changing the sofa cover.
"My dear, are you hungry?"
Song Shushu came out of the bedroom yawning early in the morning, without even opening his eyes, drifting around the house based on muscle memory.
He reached out and touched the empty space in the cupboard, then he opened his eyes with difficulty, and looked at the neatly stacked cans inside with confusion.
"When did I clean it up? Why don't I remember it at all?"
Ji Sui scratched his head uncomfortably at the side, his ears were very perky, trying to pass the test by being cute.
It seems that he also has his own little thoughts. Last night, while she was sleeping, he hid those strange-smelling cans and cat strips deep in the cabinet. He knew her usage habits and always kept things handy.
The place to take it.
However, no matter how imaginative Song Shushu was, she would never guess what he had done, but she was still in a chaotic state and didn't think much about it.
"This flower?"
After a night of tossing, the flowers in the vase finally showed their decay this morning.
"Why is it so withered?"
Song Shushu threw the flowers in the vase into the trash can with regret, and placed an order for a few fresh flowers on his mobile phone.
"Lisianthus is also good at this time..."
When Ji Sui was a child, he was eating cans in front of him from time to time, always paying attention to her movements.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! I am afraid that she will notice something is wrong.
But he soon felt relieved.
Song Shushu looked at the names dancing on his phone and felt that the beginning of today was a bit unlucky. His eyes followed the white smoke coming out of the toaster and then dispersed.
The phone rang once, became quiet, and then vibrated wildly. Taking a deep breath, Song Shushu answered the phone, "Aunt Liang."
Uncharacteristically, Liang Chunxue was extremely enthusiastic today. "Oh, Xiaoshu, have you gotten up yet?"
This tone... Lao Song must be on the sidelines.
With a ding sound, the steaming toast popped out with a sweet smell.
"Well, I'm having breakfast."
Song Shushu picked up the bread with tongs, put it on the plate aside, and spread the homemade blueberry jam on it. She moved slowly and slowly. She wanted to see what the drama was about.
"Xiao Shu, why didn't you tell your family about your boyfriend? We didn't know until the boy came to visit us. How bad is this?"
Her movements paused, and she was a little confused. "What boyfriend? I don't have a boyfriend."
What kind of cat and dog thing? It comes to greet people early in the morning.
"Hmph! People have come to visit me at home! And you said you're not your boyfriend?"
Song Qingxiang, who had been listening to the phone call, spoke with some lingering anger.
This daughter is really going too far. She has found a partner and even hides it from her family.
"I don't know any boyfriend. He is most likely a liar. You can kick him out."
Song Shushu didn't want to get involved in this big drama at all. Even if she thought about it with Song Shishi, she knew that the drama would be no good. If she really listened to them and went home, what would be waiting for her might not be some monster or snake.
"He's the boy you dated last time," Liang Chunxue reminded "kindly".
"Oh, we have all seen the photos taken by others. Now many people know that you are in a relationship, so don't be shy and deny it."
"What picture?"
The last trace of expression on Song Shushu's face disappeared. The scene when she had dinner with the teacher last time flashed through her mind. She originally thought it was an illusion, but she didn't expect that someone was actually filming secretly.
Is it a coincidence or did you do it on purpose?
Liang Chunxue’s goal is definitely stocks, but what about that man’s goal?
Was he innocently involved or was he involved?
In just a few seconds, several thoughts went back and forth in her mind.
Song Shushu finished eating the toast that was slightly cold in his hands, and finally decided to go back.
Ji Sui didn't hear the content of the phone call. He only saw her getting ready to go out with a cold look on her face. She intuitively felt that something happened in the Song family again.
Song Shushu wiped Ji Sui clean and added a few pieces of dried fish to his small bowl, then he remembered that he was still covered in rainwater.
The hot water poured down from the fluffy head and hit Sai Xue's skin. Soon it was filled with powder, and the water mist gradually spread in the small bathroom, leaving her hair and snowy skin faintly.
The cold wind had been blowing for a long time today, and it took a long time for the hot water to pour on her body before her limbs felt warm. She did not stay in it for long, and took a hasty bath before going out.
Holding a towel in her hand, she wiped her head carelessly. Under the excessive emotional ups and downs, she had no urge to stay up late to finish the manuscript today, so she went straight to the soft bed.
He squinted his eyes and fell down on the bed, when a black shadow suddenly jumped up.
Song Shushu's slight sleepiness was frightened away, and he looked at Ji Sui, who was standing next to the pillow, in shock, "Why did you take the initiative to come to bed today?"
Ever since he discovered that accidental touching can cause changes, Ji Sui even avoided entering the bedroom and touching the sleeping Song Shushu.
But her mood today was really worrying. He had accidentally seen rows of pill bottles on the bedside table, and when he thought about it carefully, he felt frightened and frightened.
Song Shushu didn't know the rich drama in his heart, but just sighed, ah! My kitten can now actively cling to her!
In this way, Ji Sui watched her on the other side of the bed all night. Song Shushu's face was calm as he slept, and the sadness inside and outside seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep. Ji Sui carefully stretched out his paw to touch her brow.
Once, twice, one second, five seconds.
Nothing happens.
Isn't it okay if he takes the initiative to touch me?
Looking at the lips that have regained their redness, or is it just kissing?
Ji Sui was not in a hurry to verify this matter. The matter was not urgent. The top priority was to let her have a good sleep.
——
"What the hell is the weather like?"
Song Shishi took the towel handed by the waiter with dissatisfaction and wiped her hair that was wet from the rain.
Lu Meng, who had already arrived in the private room, took another towel without leaving a trace and wiped the rain off her shoulders.
"This typhoon came too quickly, so there must be no accidents on the road."
Song Shishi threw the wet towel back into the waiter's arms and motioned for him to close the door and go out.
The younger brother was not upset when his towel was thrown away. His expression was calm, as if he was used to this kind of situation. He bowed slightly to the two of them, closed the door and walked out.
After he disappeared at the door, Lu Meng took off the mask on his face, pulled Song Shishi to sit down on the seat, and handed her a glass of juice.
"Why don't you come to the bar and drink some orange juice?"
Song Shishi pushed away the cup, with a look of disdain on his face, and turned to look at the bustling hall below.
The soundproofing of the private room is very clever. Sitting on the sofa, you can hear the lively DJ downstairs. The semi-suspended design allows you to have a panoramic view of the dance floor.
Lu Meng carefully took back the orange juice to avoid spilling it on her white dress, and explained softly: "I guess you drove here by yourself, so I ordered juice for you on my own initiative."
Song Shishi hummed twice without commenting.
Lu Meng looked at her face, and slowly started chatting with her daily topics. After gossiping about a few starlets, Song Shishi's anger caused by the heavy rain and at home was barely relieved.
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Seeing that her mood improved, she asked with concern, "Is it your sister who has gone home? She is so angry today."
Song Shishi's face changed when he heard this. She really didn't want to admit that she was angry just because her parents were talking about her sister at the dinner table and ignored such a trivial matter. She changed the subject vaguely: "She didn't come home, but my parents were giving me advice."
She introduced the blind date."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! When I mentioned this, I became a little excited: "It was my mother who mentioned it first! She actually took the initiative to introduce a partner to that person!"
Song Shishi was always reluctant to mention Song Shushu outside, and would only refer to him as "that person".
"Who should I introduce?" Lu Meng showed a puzzled expression at the right time. "Your sister seems to be a few years older than you, right? The family is starting to get anxious now?"
She threw out a hook, and Song Shishi followed her words and complained as expected: "Whether she is on a blind date or getting married has nothing to do with me, but why was it my mother who introduced her? My mother is always the first to respond when something happens.
They discussed it with me! And my dad, I even ate shrimps that I didn’t like, and he didn’t even give me a look? He clearly knows that I don’t like shrimps!”
The little princess who grew up with a lot of pets started to lose her temper whenever something went wrong. Lu Meng was speechless after hearing this.
She looked at Song Shishi who was drinking alone with complicated eyes. She didn't know whether this girl was stupid or stupid. Given their family's situation and her mother's methods, even an outsider would know that this was definitely not the case.
It's a "good thing" as it sounds.
It was probably just a way to suppress the sister, but Lu Meng actually felt a little sympathy for the sister he had never met.
Song Shishi couldn't answer what he said, so he had to find another way, "What is the blind date like?" It's not a good thing after all, Lu Meng complained in his heart.
"They said he was a math teacher and a relative of my mother's little sister. I secretly took a look at the photo and found that she looked pretty good." After several glasses of strong wine, Song Shishi was already a little delirious.
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This state is most suitable for clichés.
Lu Meng picked up the cocktail that had been prepared and quietly put the cup in her hand. Then he looked at Song Shishi who had finished drinking the cup and raised the cocktail to take a sip.
"Let's not talk about those unlucky things." Lu Meng saw her drinking the wine and asked directly, "Have you still contacted the owner of the music manuscript I asked you about before?"
If she can get the original manuscript, it must have a lot to do with the original work. She must come up with something this time.
"What music?"
"It's just a piece of paper with a staff drawn on it, do you remember? The one you gave me." Lu Meng said with a hint of urgency in his tone.
Song Shishi's expression seemed to be incomprehensible, and he frowned and struggled for a while. Just when Lu Meng thought that he had gained nothing today, he finally said, "Are you talking about the piece of waste paper with the ghost symbol on it?"
Ghost talisman? Waste paper?
Did she even take a look at the content on the paper? The original manuscript of "The Wind Rises" that is now popular all over the Internet came from your hands!
Lu Meng couldn't help but look at her with a somewhat unclear look. It seemed that the relationship between this original artist and Song Shishi was not good.
Otherwise, why would he have given it to the person he just met so recently without even looking at the manuscript? How could he not even know about the plagiarism that caused so much controversy at the time?
"Yes, it's that kind of paper." The soft voice was a bit bewildering. "Then... do you have any "waste paper" there?"