Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

"I can stand alone, you can rest assured." Ji Shiting saw a teapot on the table and poured a cup of tea for the old man himself.

"If your dad is still alive." The old man suddenly sighed. "If he is still with you, your burden will not be so heavy. Maybe your dad can add you several brothers and sisters."

Mentioning the father who died early, Ji Shiting's eyes also sink.

"In a blink of an eye, your father has been away for twenty years." The old man said, and suddenly shook his head with a wry smile, "Your father is at your age, far from your current achievements. You have a strong sense of responsibility, but also very Self-discipline, but your dad has the exact opposite. He hates **** and has a long life. Although he is smart, he has no interest in the company. But I only have him as a son. It is impossible to let him do what he likes. I Sometimes I wonder if I forced him to a dead end."

Ji Shiting looked at him, and Tong Ren zoomed in slightly: "Grandpa, what's wrong?"

His father Ji Ziliang passed away for many years, and the old man rarely mentioned him, as if he could not bear to uncover the scar. Not only did he mention him today, he also compared their father and son together.

Ji Shiting was unavoidably surprised.

"I just glanced at the company's reports over the years and suddenly found that you have really done a lot of things in recent years." The old man shook his head with a smile. "It's calm and vigorous, very good, much stronger than your father. Your dad can still give this burden to you, and who can you give it to me? I love you so much."

Ji Shiting raised his eyebrows: "Grandpa, are you going to urge me to get married and have children early?"

Unexpectedly, the old man shook his head: "Even if you get married and have children right now, it will be many years before the child grows up to be alone. Before that, you have to stand alone."

Ji Shiting thought of the child in Sheng Ge’s belly, and couldn’t help laughing: “Don’t you want to hug your grandson?”

"Nonsense." The old man glared at him. "I'm not going to urge you, but it doesn't mean I don't pay attention. You still have to give me a heart."

Ji Shiting didn't speak.

Sure enough, the old man quickly threw out a piece of information: "Don't you say you want to get married before? I recommend you a candidate. Do you know the Jing family?"

Ji Shiting raised an eyebrow: "The Jing family has strong power and heritage in the military and the parliament. However, this military and political family is rooted in the capital and will only marry a family with the same background."

Yangcheng is the economic center of the country, and the large enterprises represented by T.S are all rooted here, but at the same time it also maintains a certain distance from the top political forces.

"Yes." The old man nodded. "According to the truth, Jingjia and we are not involved, but I happened to learn from my old friends that Miss Jingjia is quite respectable to you. Maybe you can try it. If it is done, it will only benefit the company and our family."

"Miss Jingjia and I have never met each other, and neither of the eight poles can hit a piece." Ji Shiting raised his eyebrows, "Respect? Grandpa, are you mistaken?"

"Let you try it, the big man is afraid of something." The old man glared at him, "Can you still remember Ye Shengge's girl?"

Ji Shiting's eyebrows moved slightly, and he took the data from his hands, but didn't read it.

"Grandpa, you want to hug your grandson, are you sincere?" He suddenly laughed.