Yang Lai looked away from the computer screen on his lap and glanced lightly, "Of course I came to report to the boss. Otherwise, you don't think anyone would be willing to run to the boss's house so early in the morning."
Xu Shi and Ji Sui have been together for a long time, and they have actually learned a bit about momentum, and they look quite imposing this time.
Ding Xiaojing stared at him in surprise. The change in this man was indeed quite big.
Yang Lai's family has always been famous for his good temper, so Ding Xiaojing's impression of him still remains that of a young boy who blushes easily.
He subconsciously said something funny, and after receiving a faint look, he stopped acting like a monster.
"Really boring."
Ding Xiaojing, who was forced to wait here, was very bored, but he could still complain because he excitedly applied for this job with Captain An.
He was really curious to death. None of the known descendants of humans and monsters have continued to prosper for generations like the Ji family. Bloodline is a magical thing. If monsters put things on people, humans will not be able to bear it.
The power brought by it becomes weaker and weaker, and once the monster's body is contaminated with human blood, it will slowly be weakened.
Neither monsters nor humans would like to see themselves getting weaker and weaker. Moreover, under the constraints of heaven, it is difficult for humans and monsters to have offspring, and future generations will rarely inherit the excellence of their parents.
And there are really too many mysteries in Ji Sui’s family...
An Zuo arranged for him to come because he had to coordinate the investigation procedures for Ji's house and because he was really active. Unexpectedly, Song Shushu next door noticed the clues as soon as he arrived.
Ding Xiaojing complained in a low voice: "I really don't know what your boss is thinking. I don't understand the way rich people chase people."
"Shut up if you don't understand."
Yang Lai was really broken. The boss was not here, so he worked crazy overtime, which was already very irritating. What's more, there was also the famous talkative Ding Xiaojing who was causing trouble here.
"The boss will be here soon. If you want to get a good attitude from him, I advise you to be more honest now and stop trying to find out anything from me."
Ding Xiaojing's methods were very immature. Having met all kinds of people in the workplace, Yang Lai had very poisonous eyes and could tell his intentions at a glance.
The exposed Ding Xiaojing shrugged helplessly, "It seems that you are doing well in human society." After walking around for a long time, he finally sat down on the sofa. "You will definitely surprise those who bullied you back then."
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Yang Lai pointed his finger, then returned to normal and continued the conversation without opening a word.
The figure rushing in from the window interrupted Ding Xiaojing's planned words.
Seeing the "cat" coming, the two of them stood up from the sofa in unison.
Ji Sui didn't pay attention to their actions and jumped directly onto Yang Lai's computer on the sofa.
[Go outside and bring the cookies in.]
The screen was turned back to the all-powerful special assistant. Yang Lai immediately turned around and walked to the door. He respectfully took off the gift box hanging on the door and carefully placed it on the coffee table with the crumbling note paper on it.
The biscuit that my boss had been thinking about for a long time was half-touched in his hand.
Seeing that the cookies were brought back, Ji Sui was not in a hurry to open them.
What a joke, he can’t even eat these few biscuits that Song Shushu sent to him. No one can take even one piece from him!
From an angle that he couldn't see, Yang Lai twitched the corner of his mouth speechlessly.
Only Mr. Ji, who is close to him, and Ji Qinghuan know that the boss likes to eat small desserts, but in the past, even if he ate a dessert that made him very satisfied, he would share it with them, never showing such a childish look, like
He is an evil dragon guarding a huge treasure, fearing that he will lose most of it inadvertently.
"Ahem," Ding Xiaojing cleared his throat, "Hello, I'm from the Monster Management Office. I came to visit you last time. I wonder if you still have an impression of me."
Ji Sui nodded to show that he remembered, and Comrade Ding, who received good feedback, was able to speak.
"The main purpose of my coming today is to deliver a letter," he took out a light yellow ordinary envelope from the official document beside him.
Looking at the familiar font on the cover, Ji Sui knew it was from his sister. Yang Lai took the envelope from Ding Xiaojing and placed it beside Ji Sui.
"Um...there's one more thing."
At the mention of this, Ding Xiaojing was a little embarrassed. He raised his hand and pinched the back of his neck, and then made a gesture with two fingers: "Your situation is relatively rare. We need to collect some of your current blood for some research, but the purpose is different."
The process is absolutely reasonable and legal, you can rest assured!”
When Ji Sui looked at the young "man" in front of him holding a thumb-sized sampling tube in his hand, he stretched out his arm happily.
Soon a small tube of dark red blood was collected. Ding Xiaojing used a special blood collection needle. After collecting the blood, the wound with the size of the needle hole healed immediately, as if it had never appeared before.
After sending Ding Xiaojing away, Ji Sui quickly processed several documents brought by Yang Lai: "Tell them that I will hold a press conference next Monday, and the time will be 11 o'clock in the evening."
As a qualified secretary, Yang Lai, as always, has no objection to the arrangements proposed by his boss: "Okay, I will arrange the corresponding media."
After Yang Lai left, Ji Sui and his cookies were the only ones left in the house.
Song Shushu controlled the sugar content very delicately when making biscuits. The crispy biscuits have a slight sweetness and more of the alluring aroma of flour and butter after baking.
[s: We think the draft is OK. We hope you can participate in the whole process of our production so that you can make adjustments at any time. 】
Song Shushu's hand that was drawing suddenly shook, and a messy line suddenly appeared on the smooth drawing.
Song Shushu:......
Is there something wrong with this person? How can a composer keep up with the whole process and revise the manuscript? You really don’t treat mental workers as human beings!
I was originally complaining full of resentment, until I saw a large transfer with a note of "deposit" from the other side, and I instantly became angry.
The phone in my hand vibrated again, and a big red envelope "hard work fee" popped up on the page.
Oh, it's not hard work, isn't it just a revision of the manuscript? It's not that it hasn't been revised, and it's just for Party A's quick payment, so it doesn't matter if she works overtime!
[shuuu: Can I ask, where is your working place? 】
Before Song Shushu could wait for the reply, he received a call from Lin Bai: "Brother Meng said that this kind of intellectual property case is the most difficult to fight because the evidence provided is incomplete or ineffective, but we are lucky. It happened to be
Someone wanted to mess with Qiao Ming, so we got such a huge advantage."
[By the way! There is one more thing I think you need to know. Your stepmother has started to acquire small retail investors in the stock market. Do you think your father knows about this? 】
Song Shushu raised his eyebrows: "Are you so patient?"
Lin Bai complained angrily: "It's not like you don't know how suspicious your dad is, he takes the company so seriously all day long."
Song Shushu didn't reply.
"Since the Ji family wants you to go there with the group, you'd better leave before the end of the month."