As if to confirm what Chen Qianqiong said, in the next few days, Mrs. Ji's phone offensive became more and more fierce. When Ji Ran went to the back, even Ji's driver's phone was blocked.
Mrs. Ji couldn't hold back, and finally came to the door.
But last time she was very angry, in order to save her life, this time the old man didn't come in person.
After a period of repair, Ji Wei has regained his former spirit, not as sluggish as when he saw him in the hospital before. Wearing a gray suit with a bag in his hand, he appeared at Ji Ran's house.
"Hangzhou Longjing was specially sent by others. Don't drink and drink all day long. Drinking tea is better for your health."
Ji Ran didn't even look at the bag: "Speak straight, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you."
Ji Wei was used to his attitude, he said, "Since you don't want others to bother you, you should answer the phone well."
"It's not that I don't want to pick it up." Ji Ran sneered, "She's old, I'm afraid I'll get angry again if I'm not careful."
Ji Wei sighed: "I'm here to inform you that you'd better be there the day after tomorrow when Dad will be discharged from the hospital."
Ji Ran paused, looked at him with interest, and then asked, "Ji Wei, you are now pretending to be a dutiful son and guarding his bedside, and you are still enduring the old woman's whispering in your ear, just to fight for that little family property? "
Even when the estrangement between Ji Ran and Ji's family was the deepest, Ji Ran treated Mrs. Ji respectfully.
Hearing the words 'old woman', Ji Wei glanced at him and understood, "My mother has found you."
Ji Ran didn't respond, and continued: "Actually, you don't have to do this. The only person Ji Guozheng can rely on now is you. Those two mothers and sons will not allow their family property to fall into the hands of foreigners. If you really want to fight for that Shit... Why don't we let Ji Guozheng die faster? Save time and effort."
"Don't say such things again." Ji Wei interrupted him with a sullen face.
Ji Ran said: "Oh, sorry, I forgot your father's kindness and filial piety. You just want his property, not his death."
"I'm not interested in his family property, I just want to help my mother get what she deserves."
Ji Ran waved his hand, indicating that he is not interested in this topic.
For nearly half a year, I'm afraid he doesn't want to hear about the Ji family: "After speaking, you can go."
Ji Wei frowned and looked around subconsciously: "I have other things to say."
"Okay, no one's here." Ji Ran said lazily, "Speak."
"It's about Qin Man. I heard about the two of you, and I also heard that you... gave him a lot of money."
Ji Ran looked at him coolly.
"I just wanted to say that Qin Man is actually not short of money." Ji Wei hesitated, "Grandma said that the two of you are living together... You had a bad relationship with him before, he is very thoughtful, you have to be careful, don't deceived by him."
Ji Ran smiled loosely.
Damn, even Ji Wei knew about this, but he was alone in the dark, and his face was a shame.
In fact, he thought back carefully later, and there are many details that can see that Qin Man's bankruptcy has problems, but he ignores them all, which is also considered stupid.
Ji Wei thought he didn't believe it: "He is registering a company now, you can find someone to go to the relevant department to check."
"Okay." Ji Ran interrupted him, "This matter has nothing to do with you, you don't need to worry about it. Hurry up and leave when you bring it up. I don't have the spare time to entertain you."
Ji Wei also grew up with a golden spoon in his mouth. Being treated so coldly, naturally he couldn't stand a few words, so he left the tea leaves behind.
Ji Ran looked at the pot of tea, wondering whether to throw it away or keep it, and finally picked it up and put it on the height of the kitchen.
When I came back, the phone rang.
Qin Man sent a message, and on this message, there were still several messages Ji Ran did not reply.
q: It's time for dinner.
After living with Ji Ran for so many days, Qin Man's deepest impression is that this person doesn't like to eat on time.
Obviously he can cook himself, and contemporary takeout is also very convenient, but Ji Ran just likes to drag, and he doesn't eat when he is not hungry. .
The amount is sufficient, but the irregular meal time is still bad for the stomach.
So Qin Man pretended to be hungry every day, so that Ji Ran always called him a starving ghost for a while.
In fact, Qin Man had this problem in the past, especially at the end of the year, when he could not eat two meals a day, the employees complained and no one dared to say anything.
Now that Qin Man's bad problem has been corrected, he started to correct his ex-boyfriend.
Dad Ji: What are you doing
Dad Ji: If you order takeout for me, just sprinkle it all over the plants in your yard.
Qin Man laughed and returned a pitiful expression pack.
Outside the door, Liu Chen was already sitting in the car waiting. There is a birthday party today, and the owner of the party has a close relationship with him, so he has to go.
Wearing casual clothes for a long time, and then wearing a suit, I always feel restrained.
Before getting in the car, Qin Manchao glanced at the opposite side. The owner on the other end seemed to be worried about being peeped by the pervert at the opposite door, and the curtains were closed at this time.
After he sat in the back seat, Liu Chen took out a gift box from the co-pilot: "Boss, the gifts are all bought, take a look..."
"No." Liu Chen was still at ease when he did things. Qin Man pulled down the car window, still looking sideways, and suddenly said, "Wait, don't rush. You sound the horn twice."
Liu Chen was stunned: "What?"
"Honk."
"Boss, this is forbidden..." And there are no cars nearby. Empty streets, what horn? !
"according to."
A short horn echoed through the street.
Seeing that the curtains were motionless, Qin Man said, "Press it twice more, it'll be fine for a while."
Liu Chen gritted his teeth and pressed it twice.
The curtain next door was violently opened, and when he saw him, Ji Ran raised his middle finger without hesitation.
Qin Man smiled and said to him, "I'm going out."
Ji Ran didn't hear it clearly, but he understood the shape of his mouth. He opened the window and said, "Go away! I'll honk the horn again and call the police to arrest you!"
It wasn't until Ji Ran closed the curtains that Qin Man smiled and looked back: "Let's go."
Liu Chen: "..."
After more than half a year of vacation, his boss seems to... Has his personal quality deteriorated a bit
Qin Man has not appeared on this kind of occasion for a long time, so not long after he arrived at the banquet hall, he was toasted a lot of wine.
There are people who come to be tempted, and there are people who know Qin Man's family background.
The owner of this birthday banquet is nearly seventy years old and is extremely authoritative in the city. Therefore, although there are not many guests attending this banquet, the people who can receive invitations are all famous people in the city.
"You really are, why didn't you come to me when such a big thing happened before?" The old man sat in a wheelchair and scolded Qin Man warmly. Although the old man is old, he still looks a hundred times more energetic, and he is today's birthday star.
The old man is close to Qin Man's grandfather, so he also loves Qin Man very much.
"It's not a big deal." Qin Man smiled.
"The court has issued a notice, isn't it a big deal?"
Qin Man chuckled lightly and said nothing.
In fact, it is not difficult for him to save the company, but the company was founded by Qin's father, and Qin's father was married. Although he and Qin's mother have always been in love, he has listened to gossip for decades. It is inevitable that one or two words will be taken to heart. So until the company went bankrupt, he was unwilling to drag his wife and son down because of his own affairs.
The old man was the main force who did not agree with Qin's mother's low marriage, especially after the death of his friend, he was even more dissatisfied with Qin's father, and he would sneer at the first meeting, which is why Qin's mother did not appear at the banquet today.
The old man understood immediately, and said with a cold face: "The company is dying! You still care about the face!"
Qin Mandao: "They are also getting old, they should rest, let me honor them."
The old man looked up at him and suddenly said, "Then look at me, don't you have a few years left to live?"
Qin Man laughed: "You have a long life, don't worry."
"Don't worry," the old man said, "Can you let me hug my grandson?"
"You have three biological grandchildren." Qin Man reminded him.
"That's different. I have to help your grandfather to think about it! You are so old, aren't you in a hurry? My grandfather and I are your age, and you have two children!" The old man thought of something and moved to the side. He waved, "Qingqing, come here."
A woman Shi Shiran wearing a big-name high-definition dress came over: "Grandpa, what's the matter?"
The old man didn't answer her, looked at Qin Man and said, "Xiao Man, this is my granddaughter, you've seen her, her name is Qingqing. You two know each other, save a phone number."
The woman was stunned for a moment, and she secretly glanced at Qin Man, blushing immediately.
Qin Man immediately understood what the old man meant, and he smiled: "Grandpa, if we know each other, the phone number will not be changed. My lover will be angry when he sees it."
"Love?" The old man was angry, "Then why don't you bring people to see me today?!"
Qin Man euphemistically said: "We have had some conflicts recently."
"You still have conflicts with people?" The old man felt strange and waved his hands. "Oh, it's all like this. They make trouble without reason, so you can leave them alone. Why don't you care? Just bow your head and admit your mistake and it's over."
"You are right." Qin Man smiled.
In the middle of the banquet, the family members of the old man asked to take pictures.
After the waves of people took photos with the old man, the last was the family photo.
The family was ready, and the photographer was just about to shoot when he saw the old man raise his hand: "Wait."
He waved to Qin Man, "Xiao Man, come here, stand behind me and shoot together."
Qin Man raised his eyebrows: "Grandpa, it's not suitable."
"You call me grandpa, what's wrong!" the old man said, "If you don't come, I won't take pictures!"
The temperament of the elderly is the most difficult to figure out. Qin Man was helpless and had to step forward.
In the second half of the banquet, the old man was exhausted and left the venue first, and the rest was the entertainment and communication between businessmen.
Qin Man himself is full of mysteries, and is very popular with the elderly. Wherever he goes, it is the most lively and most concerned place.
He was discussing cooperation matters with the people around him, and he glanced at Zhang's slightly familiar face.
If you can't recognize it by the face, then look at the other party's head, and you will understand immediately.
It was his high school classmate, whose name was forgotten, but Ji Ran called him little bald.
The bald man had been soaking for a long time before his boss finally let him go and let him be the boss's assistant at this banquet - the kind of assistant who specializes in handing business cards to the boss and blocking wine.
He didn't expect that he would see Qin Man here...
The point is, Qin Man is still chatting and laughing with these business leaders, and having a heart-to-heart conversation? !
Isn't this guy broke?
The bald man saw his boss walking towards Qin Man with a smile on his face, and placed his position very low during the conversation. He followed behind the boss, sweating coldly.
Qin Man shouldn't have seen him, right? !
"Then look forward to the opportunity for us to cooperate in the future." The boss smiled, "Do I have the honor to exchange business cards with you?"
The bald man gasped heavily, hurriedly took out his business card, lowered his head and handed it to the boss with both hands.
"Ah." Qin Man rolled his eyes and looked at the bald head, "Little bald?"
Bald man: "… "
"You know each other?" The boss was surprised.
The bald man nodded hurriedly: "yes... Qin and I, Qin are always high school classmates."
been recognized.
It doesn't matter, the bald man comforted himself, Qin Man's temperament should not hold any grudges...
The boss smiled and held up his business card: "That's just right..."
"It's a pity." Qin Man also laughed, and the tone in his words suddenly became a lot colder, "I have had some unpleasantness with him, since he can represent your company to attend this kind of occasion, it may show that our work philosophy is somewhat different. "
He nodded, "Then first, I still have something to do, so I'm leaving."
After all, he ignored the bald man's expression of despair and hatred, and turned to leave.
In normal times, Qin Man really doesn't hold grudges - to put it bluntly, there are not many people who can really make him care. It will not affect work because of personal matters.
But this person had chewed on Ji Ran's gossip, and more than once or twice.
That's another account.
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Ji Ran didn't expect that when he was bored in the middle of the night, he would be able to reach Qin Man.
The person who posted the Moments was a female racing driver named Qingqing. She met through the owner of the repair shop. She just posted a message a few days ago, complaining about the haute couture skirt that her family gave her.
[Qing baby: family portrait. Happy birthday to grandpa, Shoubi Nanshan.]
In the photo, Qin Man is standing behind the old man, standing side by side with Qingqing. The old man is holding a person by one side, looking like a pair of beautiful people, very harmonious.
Family portrait
You are so cool.
Ji Ran sneered and liked the photo.
Just as he was thinking of stuffing the ring into Qin Man's nostril, the doorbell rang.
Outside the door, Liu Chen was on the verge of collapse.
His boss is drunk.
This is actually not a strange thing, socializing, it is inevitable that some can't control the amount. It's just that Qin Man used to be quiet when he was drunk, and it was over when he sent him home, but this time it was extra... difficult.
The boss is tall and big. He finally carried the person to the door of the house. Just as he was about to get the key, Qin Man opened his eyes and suddenly began to struggle.
Fei said that this is not his home!
Forget it, he still shackled his neck, turned around abruptly, pointed to the house opposite, and said that it was his home.
They spent more than ten minutes at the door, Liu Chen really had no choice but to ring the doorbell opposite.
Ji Ran opened the iron door and looked at them blankly.
Qin Man raised his head, saw him, smiled, and said in a low voice, "Little brother."
Liu Chen: "..."
Seeing Ji Ran's black face at a speed visible to the naked eye, he bravely said, "Sorry, my boss is drunk, it's just that you are his home."
Ji Ran: "..."
Qin Man couldn't feel the atmosphere between them.
He raised his hand, got away from Liu Chen's support, walked forward for a while, and put his head directly on Ji Ran's shoulder.
Ji Ran felt the hot breath he exhaled around his neck, Qin Man whispered in his ear, "... Little brother, my head hurts."
Liu Chen's scalp was numb.
The expression of the person in front of him became more and more terrifying, Liu Chen took a step forward: "Sure enough, I'd better help him home, I'm bothering you..."
Ji Ran raised his hand and pressed it on Qin Man's waist.
"No, go back. It's hard for you, and you have to serve this lunatic." Ji Ran said.
If Liu Chen received the amnesty, he immediately retracted his hand: "It's not hard or hard! Then please take care of it. We have a meeting tomorrow morning, and I will come over and take him away. If you need me to help with breakfast, you can tell me at any time."
"Breakfast is not necessary." Ji Ran said coldly, "Bring him a coffin. It's troublesome."
Liu Chen was stunned, and before he could react, the iron door was slammed shut.
He saw with his own eyes that his boss was like a pig waiting to be slaughtered, being pulled into the house with his hands on his waist.