Ji Yang walked into the villa, and a woman came up, respectfully, "Master, the soup is ready and still warm."
"Bring it up." After he finished speaking, he walked up the stairs.
He is weak, and no one in Ji's family agrees to him living alone. There is a driver and gardener living in the villa, and a nanny who takes care of his daily life.
Two people are enough, he likes Jing.
inside the house.
Looking at the bowl of medicine on the table, Ji Yang narrowed his eyes, gloomy and cold.
A congenital deficiency and frailty have been treated for so many years, and the medicine is taken as food, especially when the seasons change, if the cold enters the body, in severe cases, he will have to stay in bed for half a month.
Ji's family started as a small wholesale business from Ji's father, and later involved supermarkets, catering, real estate, hospitals, and film and television.
With such a body, it is natural that he cannot manage the company, and Ji's father died young, and Ji's mother doesn't know how to do business. Now the company is managed by Ji's father's sister, Ji Tianmei's son Xu Qin.
As for him, if he has nothing to do, he will go to a tropical place abroad to recuperate and recuperate. When he is bored, he will do a few projects to pass the time.
The days are fairly comfortable.
It's a pity that if you don't look at your own things in person, someone with a heart will always want to take them for themselves, and the company will be hollowed out sooner or later.
Thinking about it, Ji Yang coughed twice, picked up the medicine, put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it, not to mention, the medicine smells quite good.
The young master glanced at it arrogantly, and then slowly put it down.
the beginning of the month.
The old lady of Ji's family organized a dinner, and asked everyone to come back to get together to add some popularity to the old house.
As soon as Ji Yang walked to the door, laughter came from inside.
"Grandma, this is delicious. I brought it back specially for you and my little aunt to try. It's a handmade flower cake." The girl who spoke dragged her voice delicately.
If you look baby fat, if you are unhappy, you can pout your mouth and cry to you immediately, and you can't be bullied.
As the name suggests, she called Xu Jiao, Ji Tianmei's youngest daughter.
"Okay, okay." Mrs. Ji nodded, took a piece to taste, nodded and said, "It seems to taste pretty good."
"Really? It's delicious." Xu Jiao smiled even wider, rolled her eyes, and looked at the woman wearing a purple cheongsam beside her, "Little aunt, you should try it too."
The woman's hair was all up, she frowns and smiles gracefully, with a just right smile on the corner of her mouth, "I don't like sweets."
"Try a piece." Xu Jiao was still urging, smiling and acting like a baby.
"Jiaojiao." The young man in a suit next to him frowned lightly, and his words were slightly reprimanded.
Xu Jiao's expression slowly subsided, a little displeased, but she didn't dare to say anything.
She dared not listen to Xu Qin's words.
"Mom, what did you cook today? Is there anything I like?" Ji Tianmei leaned over and changed the subject with a smile.
"Yes, yes, everyone has it." Mrs. Ji had a rare smile on her face.
"Does grandma know what I like to eat?" Xu Jiao regained her expression and sat beside Mrs. Ji with a smile.
"You..."
"The young master is back."
Before the old lady Ji finished speaking, the servant outside the door trotted in, and with a soft cough, Ji Yang's figure appeared in front of everyone.
The weather is not cold now, if it is windy at night, you only need to add a thin coat, but he is wearing a sweater.
He is tall and straight but very thin, with a handsome face and slow steps, as if he would fall over when the wind blows.
He is too good-looking, if you say that he is feminine and beautiful, his eyes are as dark as deep, his nose is high, and his thin lips are pursed.
It doesn't match gentleness, but it's not cold and harsh, especially when it's sick, with a languid look, as if it's not working hard.
"Xiaoyang is back." The woman in the purple cheongsam smiled and walked over quickly, "Why don't you wear a coat? It's still a bit cold outside today."
"The kitchen has boiled soup, let's go drink some first." Mrs. Ji also stood up, with a worried expression on her face, "Don't catch the cold, have you lost weight recently? Your face has lost all color, have they taken good care of it?"
Ji Yang coughed again, with a lazy voice, "I'm fine, don't worry."
"Mom is going to serve you soup to nourish your energy and blood." Li Zi said and walked to the kitchen, preparing dinner by the way.
As soon as Ji Yang came back, everything changed, and the old lady Ji also surrounded him, asking questions, and sighing from time to time.
Xu Jiao managed to insert a few words, and soon she would be guided to Ji Yang again.
Young Master Gui of Ji's family is really Young Master Gui.
Ji's father is old enough to have a son, even if he was born prematurely and congenitally deficient, he doesn't know how long he will live, so he still cares carefully.
at the dinner table.
Xu Jiao looked at the food, two-thirds of it was bland, and several dishes were vegetarian, and she lost her appetite.
Li Zi and Mrs. Ji like to eat fast and chant Buddha, they need to be vegetarian, and most of the rest cater to Ji Yang.
"Have you still suffered from shortness of breath recently?" Li Zi picked up a piece of meat for Ji Yang with his serving chopsticks, and said softly, "I heard from Dr. Chen that the weather has changed recently, and you feel uncomfortable again."
"It's okay." Ji Yang slowly picked up the spoon and took a sip of the soup.
The fire is just right, and the entrance is sweet.
Take another sip.
Although Xu Jiao felt that he was sick and weak, as if he was about to fall if pushed lightly, she watched the other party slightly lowered his head to drink the soup, revealing a section of his fair neck, his Adam's apple twitched, and his lips were still rosy now.
The fingers holding the spoon are long and slender, with well-defined joints, holding it gently, as if they have no strength, which makes people feel itchy.
Really seductive.
A big man, lifeless, and even a little flattering.
Damn it.
"It's going to be cold after a while, do you want to live in the tropics? Mom will accompany you." Li Zi asked.
"It's fine to stay here, and come back when the spring returns." Mrs. Ji nodded.
"Yeah, the winter in this imperial capital is so cold and the weather is not good. It's sunny for a few days, so I'm going to live abroad." Ji Tianmei also echoed, very positive.
Xu Qin who was sitting next to her didn't speak, and was eating his meal leisurely.
"I won't go this year." Ji Yang's dragged words came, Xu Qin's hand holding the vegetables paused, and then he heard him say, "I can't come back for the Chinese New Year. I haven't been home for the Chinese New Year for a long time."
"It's also good to eat dumplings."
Hearing this, Mrs. Ji's eyes turned red, her lips trembled twice, "Grandma is old and can't walk anymore."
Otherwise, I can go with him.
Li Zi didn't feel well at the bottom of his heart, and thought of Ji's father again, he walked away easily, and there was not even a single person in the family.
Looking at Ji Yang again, my heart was sore.
She is most afraid of white-haired people giving black-haired people.
"So I won't go, just stay at home with grandma, every year I go to bask in the sun, it's very boring." Ji Yang covered his mouth and coughed twice, and after a while he said, "I want to go to work in the company , I'm bored at home too."
Upon hearing this, Ji Tianmei's expression changed.
Xu Qin didn't respond, and looked at Ji Yang, "Can your body take it? It's good to go for a walk."
"It's still okay to have a meeting." Ji Yang's eyelids were lazy, and he took another sip of soup slowly, "I heard that the company has a few projects and is planning to cast a few movies. I'll go and see it, and vote for it by the way."
Now it was Xu Jiao who was nervous.
She is ready to let Xu Qin let her be the heroine and attack the entertainment industry. What if it is Ji Yang
"Xiaoyang, you haven't contacted him before, if you lose money, wouldn't that be..." Ji Tianmei couldn't sit still, and reminded him tactfully.
Hearing this, Ji Yang sighed, unable to put down his spoon, "My dad has left so much money, anyway, he can't spend it all, maybe he will die someday if he can't catch his breath, so lose money and have some fun."
"Otherwise, life is meaningless."
"What nonsense?"
"Xiao Yang!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Mrs. Ji and Li Zi first turned down their faces, they were jealous.
"What's not to die? You're dead and your mother won't be alive anymore." Li Zi usually suppressed his emotions, but when Ji Yang was involved, he couldn't hide it no matter what.
Ji Yang smiled weakly, and said again, "Live well to see you in retirement."
Before Xu Qin could say anything, Mrs. Ji and Li Zi had already made a decision.
Let Ji Yang go.
Hire two bodyguards to follow and arrange an office. Since you have gone to the company, you must have a job.
Xu Qin is the president, and Ji Yang is the vice president.
No one can disagree.
Mrs. Ji and Li Zi have a lot of shares.
If Ji Yang really died, they wouldn't spend much money, so would the money be kept for burning
He likes to play whatever he likes.
Since that day.
There was a new face in the office during the routine meeting.
According to legend, the noble young master of the Ji family.
It is said that he is not in good health and has a bad temper.
This is not.
Just after talking about film investment in a meeting, the young master sat on a chair with a weary expression, rolling his eyelids lazily, "I won't invest in the second film."
"Why?" Xu Qin asked back.
"Cough." Young Master Gui coughed lightly and opened his mouth, "There is no reason."
Everyone: "..."
Your young master is your young master.
Xu Qin almost couldn't catch his breath, "This serial is very popular on the Internet, and has regular fans. The market..."
"I don't care if it's hot or not." Ji Yang interrupted him, stood up, and the bodyguards behind hurried up to help him get his coat. He walked towards the door, yawned, and said lightly, "The author is too ugly. This copyright is not bought."
Everyone: "!"
Xu Qin was so angry that he smashed all the documents, walked to the bed, took several deep breaths without slowing down.
For a while, there were rumors in the company that Young Master Gui had a weird temper and couldn't be messed with.
When promoted to vice president, company documents must always be signed.
When the secretary came in with the documents, Ji Yang nestled on the sofa, covered with a thin blanket.
The location of the office is good, the warm sun shines in through the glass windows, sprinkled on him, eyes closed, thin lips pursed, slightly sexy, like a lazy and noble cat, with the elegance of aristocratic family.
Taking a break.
The secretary stared blankly.
Swallowing unconsciously, looking at his bright red lips, he had a bad thought.
Ji Gaoguimao Yang opened his eyes, the tails of his eyes were slightly tilted, his eyes were indifferent, and he glanced at her, and wrote, "Did you like my beauty?"
"Vice, vice president, this document needs to be signed." She was stuttering, wearing high heels, and almost tripped when she walked over to speak, and was about to hand it to Ji Yang when she opened the document.
"Put it on the table." Ji Yang pulled up the blanket, squinted his eyes lazily, and looked at the desk while talking.
"But this document is urgent and must be..."
"Noisy." Just as Ji Yang finished speaking, a big man in a black suit and sunglasses came over and looked at the secretary expressionlessly.
This is not a bodyguard, like the underworld.
The secretary put down the document tremblingly, and hurriedly escaped with his feet shaking.
The bodyguard looked at Ji Yang, he closed his eyes again, they walked out gently, and closed the door.
Going to get the VP to sign off has been hell ever since.
If you are in a good mood, sign a lottery, but if you are in a bad mood, the bodyguard will kick you out.
Everyone hoped that he would not come to work, and this Buddha should leave quickly, and he could not be provoked.
But, people come every day.
The old lady Ji and Li Zi were still very happy, and often made soup and brought them over, with happy faces and smiling faces.
Every time Xu Qin looked at it, his face darkened.