The king of rebirth meets his ex-husband

Chapter 270 I finally met (1)
Li Jing looked at him like an idiot, "Are you still a reporter? Didn't you know that in order to prevent harassment from the media or fans, celebrities usually unplug the phone lines in the VIP area?"

Zhao Jishi looked dumbfounded just remembering, "So, I thought, it's the same when I find a chance to apologize face to face at tomorrow's opening ceremony."

Li Jing was surprised, "The boss of your newspaper didn't fire you after getting the news, but sent you to tomorrow's opening ceremony?"

Zhao Jishi smiled miserably, "I became famous for one word, how could he be willing to fire me now? He also pointed at me to win too high a rate of eyeballs for him again tomorrow?"

"That's true." Li Jing suddenly realized, "Once Tezuka Kunimitsu leaves, he will have time to fire you. If you are 'poisoned' in the future, he will not be implicated."

Li Jing clapped both hands, "A profiteer, really a profiteer, such a person can make a lot of money."

Zhao Jishi was dumbfounded, "Honey, let me tell you, why don't you feel sorry for your husband? Your husband is about to lose his job, and it is very likely that he will lose his job in this industry? Are you not in a hurry?"

Li Jing pushed Qingye, "Who says I'm not in a hurry, if I'm not in a hurry, I can ask Qingye to come out to help you? You know, unless necessary, Qingye will never step out of the ward."

Aoba raised a polite smile.

Zhao Jishi smiled back politely, then pulled his wife over, walked to the side and whispered, "Wife, I know you admire your old high school alumnus, and think it's great for her to take care of her parents in a vegetative state for ten years. But , she is not omnipotent, okay? How do you think she can help me? Can she contact Tezuka Kunimitsu to say a good word for me, or can she introduce me directly to another line to solve my work problems?"

"This—" Li Jing was speechless, she really didn't know, she only knew that Aoba never lied, let alone say unrealistic things about this matter to deceive her at this time.However, this kind of trust is intangible, and she has no way to show it to her husband to believe it.

Zhao Jishi slumped his shoulders, "Look, you don't know, do you? Forget it, I will play by ear tomorrow. Although the chance is not great, I have to try."

"Take me there." Qingye had already walked behind them at some point, and suddenly made a sound that startled the two of them.

"Take you there?" Zhao Jishi asked back, "Take you there, what can you do?"

Aoba didn't go into details, but insisted calmly, "I can help you."

She didn't refute it excitedly because others doubted her ability, and she didn't further elaborate her thoughts because she could go. She just insisted on her suggestion, her expression remained the same, and her tone of voice remained the same.

For example, she has insisted on her parents for ten years.

Zhao Jishi was stunned for a moment, then smiled relievedly, "Okay, Qingye, thank you for your willingness to help. But, this time it really won't work, so let's not involve you in it."

Although it is an old acquaintance of my wife, but I have known myself for several years, and I am very touched to be able to take the initiative to help him at such a moment.

Zhao Jishi patted his wife on the shoulder, "I want to go to Lao Zhang's place. I heard that he has a little friendship with Ji Liang, the president of the Municipal Tennis Association. Maybe he can talk there."

As Zhao Jishi said that, he walked out, turned around and almost bumped into Aoba who suddenly blocked in front of him.

Aoba's firm eyes fell on the big and three thick northeastern guy opposite, "Believe me, no one can help you better than me."

The usually gentle and friendly face suddenly became cold and arrogant at this moment, Zhao Jishi suddenly realized that the thin lips were pursed tightly, so familiar, where did he seem to have seen it?

Zhao Jishi was stunned, unable to find his voice under the aura she suddenly released.

"Honey, you can take Qingye there." Li Jing came over to help, "You don't have a better choice anyway, do you?"

"Oh, good." Zhao Jishi responded in a daze, completely unable to make any objectionable answer.

After receiving an affirmative answer, Aoba stopped entanglement and said, "I'll wait for you here at eight o'clock tomorrow morning." Then she turned and went back without hesitation.

The slender and thin back, bathed in the slanting twilight, instantly glowed with golden light.

It took a long time for Zhao Jishi to come to his senses. He elbowed Li Jing who was beside him, "Hey, wife, is your alumni really just an inaction girl with a high school diploma?"

With such a calm attitude and such a proud aura, it's not like a mediocre person who can do nothing can take it easy, right?
Li Jing disagreed, "Unfortunately, she is indeed."

"But..." Zhao Jishi pointed to the direction where Aoba disappeared, not knowing how to express his feelings.

But Li Jing could understand, "I don't think so? I think it's too crazy, too aura, too unlike her, doesn't it?"

Zhao Jishi nodded in agreement, the way of expression in Chinese is better than his in sports.

Li Jing stood on tiptoe and patted her husband's head like a domestic puppy waiting for encouragement, "Husband, women are always restrained and elegant, and there are many things you don't know! Learn a little bit, that's called Fan." Son!"

Li Jing didn't wait for her husband to pull her hand away, she turned around and chased in the direction where Aoba left, "Aoba is so handsome, it would be great if she was a man..."

Zhao Jishi jumped up in the distance and shouted, "Even if he is a man, you still have to marry me!"

Li Jing shook her hand after rushing, without turning her head, "Okay, go home and help mom take care of the baby, remember to come and pick him up tomorrow morning."

"Understood." Zhao Jishi kicked away the small stone at his feet, not daring to disobey his wife's orders.

"Anyway, it's already like this, so what can it do if it gets worse?" Zhao Jishi walked away muttering, thinking of breaking the pot.

Although she showed such confidence, he still couldn't think of how she could help him.After all, she is just a hardcore house god who rarely even goes out of the hospital gate for ten years. What can she say to the generation of emperors who have stood in the tennis world for ten years?Maybe I just want to take this opportunity to get in touch with the idol... Forget it, we are old friends, and I can help her before she "die".

On the evening news, the headline is still world champion Tezuka Kunimitsu.

(End of this chapter)