I am a cat, it is actually the president who came here

Chapter 87 (Updated)
The white, slender and bony hands were laid casually on the edge of the table, and the fingertips lightly tapped on the table casually.

The private room was very clean, with only a faint smell of aromatherapy, not the unpleasant mixed smell of tobacco and alcohol like in the past when socializing.

"Thank you Mr. Lin for your kindness." Ji Sui declined the empty wine glass that Lin Bai handed over, and blocked his hand that was about to open the wine bottle, "I have a meeting later, so we can't taste fine wine together gone."

Lin Bai put the wine bottle in Yang Lai's hand as if he was good at hearing the words, and said with a smile: "Then I won't persuade you anymore. Would you like to taste our special tea? It's from a few tea trees on the back mountain. High-quality tea. You must try this wine when you have the opportunity to bring it back later, our old Lin is a treasure."

And Song Shushu's eyes were glued to his fingers uncontrollably, just two seconds when he reached out to block the wine bottle.

The fair skin and the crimson wine behind collided to create the ultimate color. When the hands were exerted forcefully, the veins on the back of the hands faintly emerged, revealing an indescribable color.

Song Shushu's eyes didn't blink. She actually has a little-known hobby, hand control, especially the slender and powerful hands. This is simply a crazy step on her hobby.

Of course Ji Suishi noticed this scorching gaze, but he still pretended not to move, noticing that her gaze was always on his hand that he thought was hidden, so he put his hand on the more conspicuous one very schemingly. place.

As a joke, only when you have an advantage can you leave enough weight in the hearts of people who have only met once, and only by maintaining curiosity can you have a desire to explore.

And what he has to do now is to maximize Song Shushu's curiosity about him.

"Oh? There are tea trees in the back mountain?"

Ji Sui answered the words with great face, which made Lin Bai feel a little flattered for a while.

This is Mr. Ji at the age of Ji. Mr. Ji, who is famous in the new generation, is already very rare to talk about cooperation for the sake of face, let alone take the initiative to answer the phone with him.

But before Lin Bai excitedly introduced to him the origin of the tea trees behind the villa, he spoke first,
"This is shuuu, who has become famous recently."

He suddenly felt extremely ashamed when the screen name he picked up at random was called out by him in such a serious manner.

Song Shushu smiled, "I haven't found a chance to introduce myself before. My real name is Song Shushu, Shushushu, Comfortable Shu, and my online name is shuuu. You can call me Song Shushu or uu."

Because reading the two words "Shu Shu" and "Shu Shu" together is really an illusion of taking advantage, so Song Shushu usually lets others call her by her first and last name.

Some close friends will also call her nickname Song Xiaoshu, but this is a trivial matter.

Lin Bai intends to remind her that this is the legendary Mr. Ji, but his words are stopped without a trace the moment he utters them.

"She, besides being the face of our studio, is also my partner."

After finishing speaking, I tried to flatter and introduce Ji Suishi without any trace.

The young second-generation people with extraordinary backgrounds like them are born with arrogance, and it is their own true ability to convince these people to call Mr. Ji when they are Ji Sui.

But Ji Sui still didn't want to fall off the horse so quickly. For some reason, he always had a feeling that once Song Shushu knew his identity, then this person would definitely give him away respectfully and without hesitation. Go back to Ji's house.

It's quite sad to say, his status made him invincible in previous interpersonal interactions, but when he came to her, he had to be careful to hide it.

"I am the person in charge of this project, and my surname is Ji."

Well, why is the immediate boss not the person in charge?
Yang Lai complained silently in his heart.

He had a respectful expression on his face, but his eyes stared boredly at the boiled cabbage heart on the table.

Ah~ I have long heard that Four Seasons Villa has its own farm, and most of the fruits and vegetables are green and healthy vegetables that are self-sufficient. He has been craving it for a long time, but the Four Seasons Villa is a membership system, and the membership fee is high, which once made him hesitate. I haven't been able to start for a long time.

But according to this form, it should be a routine operation to come to Four Seasons Villa for dinner in the future.

Yang Lai silently glanced at the young owner of the Lin family who had racked his brains to chat with Ji Suishi, as if he was looking at a fat little grass covered with the words "Come and squeeze me~".

When Ji Suishi was talking, his eyes fell lightly on Song Shushu, and then moved away the moment she was about to look over.

Hold back, don't act like a bad guy.

He muttered silently in his heart, and the expression on his face became more and more serious.

Suddenly feeling that the atmosphere in the room had changed a little, Lin Bai glanced at the central air conditioner above his head in doubt.

It's not bad, is it?Why did the temperature drop so much all of a sudden?

Song Shushu was baffled by him, when the cell phone in his bag rang, he got up and went out to answer the call.

"I'll go out and answer the phone."

She leaned over to explain in a low voice beside Lin Bai's ear, and then nodded to Ji Suishi.

Ji Suishi withdrew his eyes and lowered his head to drink tea as if to cover up, as if the tea was a kind of nectar and jade dew that made him extremely rare.

Song Shushu walked quickly to the balcony to answer the phone. The call was from Song Qingxiang.

"According to the rules, you have to prepare your own birthday party. Why don't you come back to prepare it? There are only a few days left."

Song Shushu rolled his eyes as he was bored playing with the leaves of the potted plant next to him.

It's good that the Song family has such rules, but it's been crooked since his generation. His mother still organizes all his birthday parties, and he's just the last name.

If you really cared about her and wanted to hold this birthday party well, why didn't you remind her until it was less than half a month?
This kind of banquet in the circle has always been organized at least half a year in advance. Even if the juniors in the family want to take the lead and start exercising, the elders will remind them by the side, and there is no one like him who completely ignores it.

For some reason, listening to the unceremonious scolding from "father" in his ears, the scene when she was four or five years old suddenly appeared in Song Shushu's mind.

Her parents didn't hate each other from the very beginning. Although Ji Wan was a pampered young lady, she didn't resist marriage when she got married. To be honest, the daughter of a rich family looks famous, but the direction of her life is big. Parts have been planned.

They were "produced" as a perfect "commodity" since childhood, and finally "sold" at a good price. Their parents may not dislike them, but this deformed value concept determines their behavior.

If you enjoy the fine clothes and fine food, you have to bear the shackles that follow. How can you be lucky enough to have a perfect and perfect life.

Ji Wan resigned to her fate and married Song Qingxiang, who was still uncertain at the time. At that time, Song Qingxiang had a handsome face, and he didn't show any little girls outside. He was very eye-catching among all the marriage partners.

In the end, she was put into her arms. After marriage, both of them restrained their tempers. Life is not only sweet, but it can also be called affection.Little Song Shushu was born during that time, and he watched his parents be kind every day since he was a child.Song Qingxiang even came back from get off work on time every day to play with her.

She also sat on her father's shoulders and felt the breadth of paternal love, and she also acted coquettishly to her father, causing her mother to shake her head and smile helplessly.

But later, for some reason, the couple showed only suspicion and defensiveness. Finally, Ji Wan couldn't stand it and decided to divorce, but in the end she
The tone on the other end of the phone was still the same as the old one.

Song Shushu looked down at the leaf that was about to be bald by himself, and interrupted him, "Dad."

Song Qingxiang was stunned when he heard the long-lost address, and the words he was about to blurt out disappeared in his throat.

She didn't think about the meaning of his pause, and said as if she just got up suddenly: "Do you still remember the birthday present you gave me when I was ten years old?"

Song Shushu didn't expect to get his answer, and she expected that he couldn't answer.

The more disappointments you accumulate, the less uncomfortable you will feel.

Now she can still wear a stylized smile, chatting with him here in a calm tone is a proof.

While she was on the phone, the atmosphere suddenly became very delicate between the three men in the room, two men to be precise.

"Why did Mr. Ji come to discuss this cooperation in person?"

Lin Bai has been holding back all night. He is curious. According to legend, Mr. Ji, who is recuperating, is not sick in bed, and even came to discuss cooperation with his small studio?

If this is said, it will be treated as a rumor, okay? !
"I hope that my identity this time is just a simple small project leader, and Mr. Lin can not be so nervous."

A sentence seems to have said everything, but it seems that nothing has been said.

The charm of language is reflected.

As soon as Lin Bai thought about the news that the big house wanted to seize power, he immediately imagined several power-seizing dramas.

The Lin family's father is the only child, and he is also striving for success. The two generations have no struggle for inheritance rights, but the things that have arisen in the circle because of family property disputes are really endless for three days and three nights.

Mr. Ji must be using a strategy, showing weakness first, paralyzing the other party's nerves, sternly grasping the other party's mistakes in private, and finally launching a beautiful counterattack.

It has to be said that it is a pity that Lin Bai's brain is not suitable for screenwriting. Although the development of the matter is far from what he expected, to a certain extent, it has to be said that he has guessed part of it.

Ji's internal actions have not been spread to the outside world. They are all people who claim to have some status, and those things they did are not glorious. As long as Ji Sui thinks about it, he can send them in at any time.So no one will take the initiative to publicize these things.

However, the transfer of personnel at the top of the company cannot be concealed after all, and it only took two days to announce it to the public.

"Understand, Ji always wants to keep a low profile."

Seeing his swearing face at Ji Sui, although I don't know what weird things he made up in his head, but the current scene is still what he wants to see more.

"Miss Song doesn't seem to know much about business matters?"

Logically speaking, even if their family has never met each other, they will still share photos and some basic information with the children in the family, lest they go out and offend people who shouldn't be offended if they go out inappropriately.

But Song Shushu looked very relaxed when facing him, so he simply hinted that Lin Bai would help him conceal his identity together.

"She is more focused on the creative aspect." Lin Bai explained.

"Understood, artist."

From the corner of Ji Sui's eyes, he noticed a looming figure on the terrace. It was probably windy outside, and that figure reached out and rubbed his arms.

He frowned, the phone call took too long.

Just when he was hesitating whether to go out to find her, Song Shushu suddenly turned around and glanced in his direction.

Although the windows are all one-way, logically speaking, the inside cannot be seen from the outside, but Ji Suishi still subconsciously avoided her sight.

Not long after, Song Shushu opened the door and came in, and the waiter behind him brought in a plate of exquisite snacks.

"Sorry to keep everyone waiting for so long. This is the Longjing tea cake made from the tea leaves from the back mountain. It tastes good. Mr. Ji, Mr. Yang, come and try it."

Song Shushu signaled the waiter to put Longjing tea cakes in front of the two of them.

The small and exquisite dim sum looks more and more delicate under the shroud of lights.

"Who made you feel bad just now?"

Lin Bai asked in a low voice while she was seated. Although she concealed her emotional changes very well, all the people present were human and half-human (Lin Bai: ???). The mood is not very good.

"fine."

Song Shushu took a deep breath, he didn't want his negative emotions to affect others, especially on this occasion.

Seeing her like this, Lin Bai could guess the general idea, sighed silently in his heart, and cooperated with her to turn the story over.

"Since it's the dim sum recommended by Ms. Song, I must try it."

Ji Sui Shi lightly smiled and picked up the snacks on the small plate in front of him.

Yang Lai on the side turned his head silently.

I only regret that it is inconvenient to take pictures now, otherwise he would have to take a picture of the boss's worthless appearance!

Very naturally, Song Shushu turned his attention to his finger, and suddenly found a small mole on the side of his index finger.

Ji Suishi and Lin Bai chatted a few words about the project from time to time, while she silently observed the man opposite.

The man is a tough yet delicate type, but those eyes make people feel the danger and charm of this man at a glance.

His eyes, which are lighter than ordinary pupils, are somewhat mysterious under the cover of thick eyelashes. When he showed a pensive look, that expression was very familiar.

Where have you seen it?

Song Shushu racked his brains but couldn't figure out why.

Such a handsome guy like this, as long as he met him once, he would definitely remember him deeply, so she was sure that she had never met this guy.

But it wasn't until I got home that I hugged the kitten half compulsively.

"Huh? No wonder that Mr. Ji looks familiar to me."

When I was old, my heart skipped a beat, didn't I?Can this all be linked together?
But he soon felt relieved, "So it's a bit like your tsundere temperament."

Song Shushu picked him up and looked him in the eye.

"Hmm! The eyes are a bit like that too."

　Today, the leader arranged to add a class that I think is useless. Although I am not tired, but I am very tired. I really don’t understand. Let’s just say, alas, I have no time to code and I can only work hard. like this (crying)
　　PS: I asked the editor to apply for permission for me yesterday. I have adjusted the previous chapters. If there are any omissions, please correct me. Thank you, and sincerely for bringing you a bad reading experience before. Apologize, kneel down and apologize. jpg
　　
　
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