So You Have Loved Me Too

A disgust flashed across Ji Chicheng's face, and he stepped on the gas pedal deeply, and the car flew at the same speed on the wide eight-lane lane.

Ji Mingyue was annoyed, "Ji Chicheng, are you crazy?"

"If it's noisy, get out of the car."

Ji Chicheng returned Ji Mingyue coldly, the speed of the car was still increasing.

This kind of stimulation can let him put aside the restlessness that is about to be uncontrollable in his heart.

Ji Anning looked at the direction where Ji Chicheng's car disappeared.

Wang Zhuoling's voice suddenly rang in her ears, "Isn't it okay to be a rich young lady?"

Ji Anning retracted his gaze and smiled at Wang Zhuoling, "What's so good?"

Asked a rhetorical question, she hadn't thought of asking for an answer, and bent down and got into the car.

Wang Zhuoling got on the car and did not continue with the previous topic. She took a bunch of materials to Ji Anning, "Go back and take a look at it. Next week, you will go to Country H for training in Hyundai. It will take about two months."

Then she looked at the information she had just given to Ji Anning, "These are the course schedules, and the matters to be noted during the study in Country H. I have already booked the air tickets."

Ji Anning nodded, "Okay!"

Sister Hong had also told her that Wang Zhuoling was right to listen to everything. At the beginning, she had no qualifications and had no position to say no.

Only follow the company's arrangements.

What she arranged was a two-bedroom and one-living room in a luxuriously furnished apartment. All the electronic products in the home were remote control and touch screen.

Lying on the comfortable big bed, Ji Anning stared at the flower-shaped chandelier on the ceiling without blinking, and finally had a big space of his own.

Although unfamiliar, my heart is relaxed.

She finally didn't have to think carefully, she didn't need to be afraid to show her thoughts, she didn't need to pour a glass of water to see if there was anyone in the living room.

Finally...freed.

...

After entering Ji's house at the age of six, it was the first time that she had not celebrated the Spring Festival in Haishi, and it was in a foreign country. Although Haishi had abused her thousands of times, she still missed her.

Ji Anning stood outside the arrival gate, looking up at the sky of the sea city. Affected by the heavy industrial city, the smog filled the air.

She wears a mask and sunglasses, long waist-length hair, straight after washing, and a perfect face. Even with an average score, she is still beautiful and distinctive.

Sister Wang told her that you must wear a mask and sunglasses when you go to the airport or public places, or you will be regarded as a passerby.

So celebrities wear masks and eyepieces at the airport, sometimes not for fear of being recognized, but for fear that others will not be recognized.

"Get in the car."

Wang Zhuoling and Ji Anning’s assistants pushed her luggage and followed Ji Anning out, reminding Ji Anning that they walked straight to the car.

"Miss Wang, is this a newcomer to your company?"

"Yes."

"Have there been any works before?"

"There are no works out yet, but several companies have come to discuss cooperation, and we are still selecting them."

Listening to the dialogue between Wang Zhuoling and Remembering, Ji Anning felt that too much exposure was too deep, and it was all routine.

These reporters seemed to be squatting here and waiting for them. Obviously, someone was letting go. It was also a routine.

With Wang Zhuoling coping with it, Ji Anning put his hands in the pockets of thick baseball uniforms, chewing gum in his mouth, and blowing a big bubble from time to time.

Waiting quietly.

"Then Ms. Ji can take off the glasses case and mask and accept our interview in front of us?"