The School Grass Is Too Overbearing, How to Break It

94, even if he overturned the wind and wind, his little slave is still sweet and sticky

Lu Rong took his seat lightly: "Does President Ji no longer need to go to the hospital?"

Ji Jingshen: "My mother-in-law has passed." Then he glanced at Ji Wenfeng's face. "It may take a long time to give birth, so we still have time to talk."

Lu Rong: "Okay, then I'll try to be as simple as possible."

Speaking of calling up my own ppt, I froze as soon as I opened it: "Why do you have this version?"

This was driven out by him on the plane. Ji Wenfeng helped him adjust the overall framework and beautify it. He didn't have time to send it to Ji Jingshen. He planned to use it for live demonstrations. Why does Ji Jingshen have it?

Ji Jingshen: "..." To ask why, of course Ji Wenfeng gave it to him.

Ji Wenfeng sat on the opposite side and shook his head slowly at him, and beat him with a knife on his neck.

Ji Jingshen understood, the boss told him to take the blame.

He leaned back and turned to Lu Rong while playing with his pen, "...Are you sure? This is what I received. Is there anything wrong?"

Lu Rong: "...No. But it's better to project it on a big screen, so that the effect will be better when I make a report."

Ji Jingshen successfully bluffed Lu Rong with the deterrence of an adult man, took a peek at Ji Wenfeng, and Ji Wenfeng secretly gave him a thumbs up. Lu Rong felt the eye contact between the two and swept towards Ji Wenfeng, who quickly put away his dishonest thumb, pretending to look out the window.

Lu Rong smelled a trace of py trading, but he had no evidence.

Lu Rong gave a 20-minute report, and Ji Jingshen had to admit that he was better than expected. Although Lu Rong is only 16 years old, he has a clear mind, a strong sense of the market, a keen and unique vision, and he has very professional ideas on how to raise a platform. Ji Jingshen felt that there was no waste in these 20 minutes.

It's that Ji Wenfeng gives him a look of "Look, my wife is amazing" from time to time, which makes him really uncomfortable. He is already an adult president, why should he eat dog food from high school students, huh? ! Just because they are the major shareholders and their wives! It's really crushing to death at the senior level.

Ji Jingshen sinisterly and cunningly decided to find an opportunity to indulge in a warm and windy drink, asking him to be so desperate.

"I don't think there is any problem." When Lu Rong finished the report, Ji Jingshen tapped his pen on the desk and said. "The project budget needs to be reviewed."

Lu Rong: "I understand."

Ji Jingshen: "This is not a small sum. I have to ask my superior company for instructions."

Lu Rong: "How long will it take? It's not that no one is doing this. We have three or four competing products, all of which have already been put into the market. We must hurry up."

Ji Jingshen has entered a state of selfless work: "Let me think about it, Ji's q4 quarterly budget meeting is in..."

He realized something and shut his mouth abruptly.

Lu Rong had already keenly caught the key words, his expression changed: "Ji's?"

Ji Wenfeng: "..."

Lu Rong turned his head to look at Ji Wenfeng: "jc communication is your subsidiary?"

Ji Wenfeng: "...really? Hehe, I don't know too much, maybe...I can't count the number of subsidiaries."

Lu Rong stood up and left blankly: "I'll go to the bathroom."

Ji Wenfeng: "..."

When Lu Rong walked out the door, Ji Wenfeng immediately started roaring at Ji Jingshen, "What's the matter with you?!"

Ji Jingshen smiled and spread his hands: "You said you missed it."

He didn't mean it, but seeing Ji Wenfeng roll over the car, he felt good for some reason.

Ji Wenfeng paced around the room: "This is all over, he must be angry!"

Ji Jingshen: "Leaning with the big tree with his back, he is too late to be happy."

Ji Wenfeng: "You don't know anything at all! Do you think what he wants is just a project? To cheat a sum of money? You are the person he admires most, and he wants your affirmation!" He grabbed his coat as he said Rushed out.

Looking at this impulsive young man, Ji Jingshen felt that perhaps it was time to communicate with Ji Wenfeng about his experience in raising pets. You can't look good, Ji Wenfeng is more like a qualified breeder than him.

Ji Wenfeng met Lu Rong who had washed his hands outside the bathroom door.

Ji Wenfeng couldn't help but embarrassed: "I didn't mean to lie to you. It's just...I think your talent is worthy of others' tinted glasses, and you should also enjoy the victory that has nothing to do with me."

Lu Rong looked at him for a long time and smiled slightly.

Ji Wenfeng was taken aback: "Are you not angry?"

Lu Rong: "Why should I be angry. JC is not a listed company. I can't see his financial report. Maybe I can check it with my own eyes and it won't be so troublesome."

Ji Wenfeng: "You... don't you want to win this case by your own ability?"

Lu Rong: "Before I came, I did have great expectations for jc communication. But now it doesn't matter anymore."

Ji Wenfeng: "Why?"

Lu Rong lightly walked past him: "Because I will work with people who can see my talent."

He is not someone who doesn't know good or bad. His little gold master behaved so well today, he can't be too unreasonable to make trouble, right?

Just knowing that Ji Jingshen was Ji Tong's subordinate, Lu Rong really couldn't calm down, but this calmness couldn't and didn't last long. After washing his face in the bathroom, his mood stabilized.

He was originally a very realistic person, and he has just been beaten up by the iron fist of the society. Ji Wenfeng's considerate gentleman's upbringing seems so precious at this moment. Even his idol Ji Jingshen could not help but look at people with colored glasses, but Ji Wenfeng was able to stand firmly beside him to support him, tolerate him, and even his self-esteem, regardless of what kind of crippled Lu Rong was. Take care of. Although Ji Wenfeng has troubles like this, but...

"Let's go and cherish it." Lu Rong's evaluation of Ji Wenfeng is like a middle-aged woman's husband who is not very useful but is very reliable at the critical moment.

Moreover, Ji Wenfeng is not a very effective tool.

He is still Ji Jingshen's boss!

Lu Rong decided to treat Ji Wenfeng better.

Ji Wenfeng, who had always been indifferent to the little slave, was surprised at Lu Rong's emotional stability, and then laughed.

He glanced at his watch: "Let's go, go to dinner."

"Okay." Lu Rong left jc communication with him side by side.

Ji Wenfeng and Lu Rong went to the originally scheduled restaurant.

Ji Wenfeng: "Make an appointment for two. My last name is Ji."

The waiter in the restaurant checked the reservation list: "Are they Mr. Ji and Mr. Lu?"

Ji Wenfeng: "That's right."

Waiter: "Uh... Mr. Lu can go in, you can't."

Ji Wenfeng glanced at Lu Rong, "Why?"

Waitress: "He wears a suit, you don't. We only serve customers in formal clothes."

Ji Wenfeng: "wtf......"

He thought that Lu Rong was still by his side, so he swallowed the **** abruptly and pulled him aside: "You go in first. I'll get a suit."

Lu Rong was emotionally stable: "Take your time, I'll wait for you."

Ji Wenfeng called Ji Jingshen: "Are you free? Bring me a suit."

On the opposite side of the phone was Ji Jingshen's voice of rummaging through boxes and cabinets: "My pet really ran away!" After speaking, he hung up his phone.

Ji Wenfeng: "..."

Ji Wenfeng could only seek other solutions: "Is there a suit shop near here?"

The waiter gave a sorry smile.

Ji Wenfeng sighed and said to Lu Rong, "You go first to order, and I'll go to Kowloon to buy a suit."

Lu Rong said calmly: "I'll go with you."

"It's too far to come and go." Ji Wenfeng didn't want his little slave to be tired and hungry.

"Do we have to eat here?" Lu Rong showed no interest in this kind of pretending shop.

"You come to Hong Kong and don't taste his food, but you will regret it." Ji Wenfeng said, pointing to his watch, and got up and walked out.

He didn't take a few steps, but Lu Rong followed firmly in his footsteps.

"If I taste the best food in Hong Kong alone, I will regret it," he said lightly.

Ji Wenfeng's footsteps.

This is the sweetest thing he has heard from his little slave so far! This must be a love story!

Ji Wenfeng took out his phone seriously and turned on the tape recorder, trying to record this historic moment: "Say it again."

Lu Rongsui didn't even want to watch him: "I checked the guide to Kowloon, and there are also many good restaurants there. I will ask you to eat. Would you like to?"

The corner of Ji Wenfeng’s mouth rose frantically: "You don't need to wear a suit, right?"

Lu Rong: "No one cares about you if you don't wear clothes."

Ji Wenfeng thought that "no one cares about you without wearing a suit" was Lu Rong's attacking him. Later, when he walked into the store, he found that this might not be a rhetoric.

This is a small broken shop on the street, with a sign full of Hong Kong-style flavors. It says that this shop was founded in 1902. Ji Wenfeng suspects that this shop was also used at the forefront for more than a century-how the **** did it? There is such a shabby and dirty place!

The plastic table they were on was green and dirty, with old milk tea stains on it and crumbs left by which guests did not know! All the dishes and chopsticks are not disposable. They are all plastic. After washing them countless times, the stains have penetrated deeply into the plastic and blended with the plastic. The average age of the waiters is 80 years old! Everyone is deaf and can't understand Mandarin, ordering basically depends on roaring! The cook cooks in an area less than 3 square meters behind them, without a partition in the middle!

Three minutes after ordering, the pineapple buns are served! These pineapple buns were originally placed in the window of the street, and when I passed by, I seemed to see flies flying!

Lu Rong saw Ji Wenfeng's stiffness and reluctance: "Eat, aren't you hungry?"

Ji Wenfeng: "..."

Lu Rong's face sank: "Eat."

Ji Wenfeng grievedly grabbed the pineapple bun and took a bite.

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Lu Rong: "Is it delicious?"

Ji Wenfeng: "Good time!!!"

Lu couldn't help but smile, and said to the uncle: "Thank you for giving him another beef meal."

Uncle: "Some problem~"