Cultivator Returns to the City

Chapter 130: Talkative

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Song Boming's words made Ji Xueqing feel a little want to laugh. △The top said,...

Xianzi's future development will only result in annual sales of tens of millions

Only the ignorant are fearless. It doesn't even take three to five months for Ji Xueqing to guarantee that Xianzi's monthly sales will reach tens of millions!

It can only be said that this person is indeed arrogant to a certain extent and does not take other people seriously.

It's no wonder that when he first came in, he looked down upon Xianzi Company, which now has only a dozen employees and a small office space.

Indeed, the current Xianzi is still very weak and has no reputation at all. For the eldest son of the Song family, he is indeed not worth mentioning.

However, there is a good saying, 'Today you are indifferent to me, but tomorrow I will make it impossible for you to reach high'!

Xianzi has such potential!

Song Boming's belittlement and disdain for Xianzi made Ji Xueqing feel even more disgusted with him.

Probably when Song Boming said what he just said, he never thought about how much Ji Xueqing valued Xianzi.

He probably thought that other people had similar ideas to him, and that such a company was just a place Ji Xueqing used to play around, practice his skills, and get familiar with company management. It's nothing to take seriously. Any subsidiary of their Song family is more than ten times more powerful than Xianzi.

It's not surprising that Song Boming has such an idea. For a wealthy man from a wealthy family like him, the value of a few luxury cars he can play with is far more valuable than that of a company like Ji Xueqing.

How could he take such a company seriously

Ji Xueqing's dislike for Song Boming didn't stop there. Ji Xueqing naturally knew what Song Boming was referring to when he mentioned what Song Boming said when they first met.

It's nothing more than a matter of him getting himself and making herself his woman.

Although she was dissatisfied, Ji Xueqing still restrained herself and said calmly: "Perhaps in Mr. Song's eyes, my company is insignificant. But in my eyes, it has unlimited possibilities in the future."

"As for the rest, I think you are overthinking it, Mr. Song. I have never taken what you said to me a few years ago seriously. I know it was just a joke on your whim."

Ji Xueqing did this on purpose. She directly expressed her rejection to Song Boming in a very tactful way, and used a "joke" to deal with it.

I just don’t know if Song Boming will stop here.

Ji Xueqing was not worried that Song Boming would not understand the meaning of her words. People who can rely on their own ability to study in prestigious foreign universities are not so stupid that they can't even understand this allusion.

Song Boming was a bit arrogant, but he was not stupid.

Therefore, after hearing Ji Xueqing's words, the expression on Song Boming's face gradually cooled down, and the smile that originally seemed quite gentle gradually faded away.

"So, are you rejecting what I said back then?" Song Boming's tone became a little cold, and his eyes became much colder.

Ji Xueqing hesitated for a moment, worried that answering too directly would offend the other party. However, I thought that since I had already reached this point, there was no point in backing down.

In short, it is absolutely impossible for her to give in to the other party through humiliation.

As for whether the Song family will be angry with her father because of this... this is not something Ji Xueqing can consider for the time being.

Although her father's career is important, Ji Xueqing feels that her life is obviously more important. Even if his father cannot be promoted this time because of the Song family, it will not have any impact on his life.

In comparison, if you give in, you will have to sacrifice your entire life and happiness for the rest of your life...

Ji Xueqing is a very filial person, but not so filial as to be blind.

If this was about her father's life, then maybe she would choose to wrong herself. But just because of the possibility that it would affect her father's career advancement in the future, Ji Xueqing did not feel that this could be equivalent to her marital happiness for the rest of her life.

Therefore, after Ji Xueqing hesitated for a moment, she said decisively: "If you understand it this way, you are right. Yes!"

"good very good!"

Seeing Ji Xueqing's straightforward answer, Song Boming couldn't help but smile, but he looked a little cold.

After a moment, Song Boming suddenly stared at Ji Xueqing again and said: "Although your answer is very simple, if I, Song Boming, have tried my best, it will definitely come true. There are no exceptions! You will not be that exception either!"

Song Boming's eyes were very strong, and his whole person exuded a domineering aura as he stared at Ji Xueqing. His tone was full of confidence, which could even be described as arrogant.

As he said, he really didn't think Ji Xueqing would be the exception in his heart.

Song Boming's words were not good news for Ji Xueqing.

What Ji Xueqing hoped for most just now was that Song Boming could just give up. But things obviously developed in the opposite direction to what she expected.

However, Ji Xueqing is a woman who is soft on the outside but strong on the inside.

The more oppressed she is by external forces, the tougher she will act. It's difficult to make her give in.

"Maybe you have never made an exception before, but I want to tell you that I will definitely become that exception. Even if there is only one exception in your life, it will definitely be me!"

Ji Xueqing's voice was not loud, nor did her tone sound tough, but her plain words revealed her incomparable determination and firmness.

However, Song Boming didn't seem to take Ji Xueqing's words too seriously. He probably just thought that Ji Xueqing was angry. Sooner or later, he would make her recognize the 'reality' and succumb to him.

So, Song Boming smiled faintly and said, "Don't worry, even if such an exception does happen in my life, it will definitely not be you."

After a pause, Song Boming glanced at the dozen or so Xianzi employees who were secretly watching here, and then said: "I heard that Aunt Ji, you just came out of college and started this company during your internship. . It seems that you are a very enterprising woman."

"But this is just right. I am destined to take over most of our Song family's property in the future. With your help then, I will be able to relax a lot..."

I have to lament that Song Boming's sense of superiority is indeed too strong. Even though Ji Xueqing had rejected her just now, he could still be so sure that Ji Xueqing would marry him in the future.

This sense of superiority and arrogance alone is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Of course, most people don’t have the confidence to have such a sense of superiority and self-confidence.

"It seems that Mr. Song still doesn't fully understand what I mean. Or perhaps Mr. Song already understands, but he is still joking with me."

"The Song family is indeed a big business with a strong industry, which is far beyond what my company can match right now."

"But this company is also my hard work, and I worked hard to build it step by step. What's more... the company may not be able to develop and grow one day. You see, among the major Internet giants today, it is very difficult to survive. How did an insignificant company grow and develop step by step and become an Internet giant with a market value of hundreds of billions today?"

"The Song family's industry is indeed strong, but compared with these Internet giants who started from companies step by step, it is probably not as good as it is."

Ji Xueqing said neither humble nor overbearing.

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ps: I got up early this morning at around six o'clock and ran to take the exam, and then... Then I can only make an appointment next time. . . Too sad.

Sorry for the late update. Finally, let me give you a recommendation vote to comfort me in this miserable journey of making up for the exam. . . .