94. Even if Ji Wenfeng overturns, his little slave is still sweet and sticky
Lu Rong took his seat calmly: "President Ji doesn't need to go to the hospital?"
Ji Jingshen: "My mother-in-law has passed away." He said and looked at Ji Wenfeng's face. "It may take a long time, so we still have time to talk."
Lu Rong: "Okay, then I'll try to simplify it as much as possible."
As he spoke, he brought up his own ppt, and when he opened it, he was stunned for a moment: "Why do you have this version?"
He rushed it out on the plane. Ji Wenfeng helped him adjust the overall frame and beautify it. He didn't even have time to send it to Ji Jingshen. He planned to use it for a live demonstration. Why did Ji Jingshen have it
Ji Jingshen: "..." To ask why, of course Ji Wenfeng gave it to him.
Sitting across from him, Ji Wenfeng slowly shook his head at him, and stabbed him with a knife on his neck.
Ji Jingshen understood that the boss let him take the blame.
He leaned back, playing with the pen and turned to Lu Rong: "...Are you sure? This is what I received. Is there something wrong?"
Lu Rong: "...No. But it's better to project it on a big screen, so that the effect will be better when I give a report."
Ji Jingshen successfully used the deterrent power of an adult man to bluff Lu Rong, and took a peek at Ji Wenfeng, who secretly gave him a thumbs up. Feeling the eye contact between the two, Lu Rong suddenly glanced at Ji Wenfeng, and Ji Wenfeng quickly put away his dishonest thumbs, pretending to look out the window.
Lu Rong smelled a py trade, but he had no evidence.
Lu Rong made a 20-minute report, and Ji Jingshen had to admit that he was better than expected. Although Lu Rong is only 16 years old, he has a clear mind, a strong sense of the market, a keen and unique vision, and has very professional ideas on how to raise a platform. Ji Jingshen felt that these 20 minutes were not in vain.
It was Ji Wenfeng who gave him a look of "Look, my wife is amazing" from time to time, which made him really uncomfortable. He is already an adult president, why should he eat dog food from high school students, ah? ! Just because they are major shareholders and their wives! It really crushes people to death at the first level.
Ji Jingshen sinisterly and cunningly decided to find an opportunity to drink Ji Wenfeng wine, and asked him to be so arrogant.
"I don't think there's any problem." After Lu Rong finished his report, Ji Jingshen tapped his pen on the table and said. "It's just that the project budget needs to be reviewed again."
Lu Rong: "Understood."
Ji Jingshen: "This is not a small sum, I have to consult with my superior company for instructions."
Lu Rong: "How long will it take? It's not like no one is doing this. We have three or four competing products, all of which have already been put into the market. We must hurry up."
Ji Jingshen entered a state of ecstasy at work: "Let me think about it, Ji's Q4 quarterly budget meeting is in..."
He realized something and shut up abruptly.
Lu Rong had already keenly grasped the key words, and his face changed: "Ji's?"
Ji Wenfeng: "..."
Lu Rong turned to look at Ji Wenfeng: "Is jc communication your subsidiary?"
Ji Wenfeng: "...Really? Hehe, I don't know too well, maybe... I have too many subsidiaries and I can't count them."
Lu Rong stood up and left expressionlessly: "I'm going to the bathroom."
Ji Wenfeng: "..."
When Lu Rong walked out of the door, Ji Wenfeng immediately yelled at Ji Jingshen: "What's wrong with you?!"
Ji Jingshen spread his hands with a smile: "You slipped your mouth."
He didn't do it on purpose, but seeing Ji Wenfeng's car overturned made him feel good for some reason.
Ji Wenfeng paced back and forth in the room: "This is all over, he must be angry!"
Ji Jingshen: "Back against a big tree to enjoy the shade, he is too late to be happy."
Ji Wenfeng: "You don't understand anything at all! Do you think all he wants is a project? To cheat a sum of money? You are the person he admires the most, and he wants your affirmation!" Then he grabbed his coat rushed out.
Ji Jingshen looked at this impulsive young man, and felt that perhaps it was time to communicate with Ji Wenfeng about raising small pets. People are not judged by appearances, Ji Wenfeng is more like a qualified breeder than him.
Ji Wenfeng met Lu Rong outside the bathroom door who came out after washing his hands.
Ji Wenfeng couldn't help being embarrassed and said: "I didn't mean to lie to you. It's just... I think your talent is worth putting aside colored glasses from others, and you should also enjoy the victory that has nothing to do with me."
Lu Rong looked at him for a long time and smiled slightly.
Ji Wenfeng was taken aback: "Aren't you angry?"
Lu Rong: "Why should I be angry? JC is not a listed company, and I can't see his financial report. Maybe I can check it with my eyes and it won't be so troublesome."
Ji Wenfeng: "You... don't you want to win this case by yourself?"
Lu Rong: "Before I came, I really had great expectations for jc communication. But all of this is not important now."
Ji Wenfeng: "Why?"
Lu Rong walked past him casually: "Because I will work with people who can see my talent."
He is not a ignorant person. His little benefactor behaved so well today, he can't be too unreasonable, can he
Just found out that Ji Jingshen is Ji Tong's subordinate, Lu Rong was indeed calm, but this calmness did not last long. After washing his face in the bathroom, his mood stabilized.
He was originally a very realistic person, and he had just been beaten by the iron fist of the society. Ji Wenfeng's considerate gentleness and gentleman's upbringing seemed so precious at this moment. Even his idol Ji Jingshen can't help looking at people with colored glasses, but Ji Wenfeng doesn't care what kind of bum Lu Rong is, and stands firmly by his side to support him, tolerate him, and even his self-esteem... take care of. Although Ji Wenfeng has various troubles, but...
"Let's do it and cherish it." Lu Rong's evaluation of Ji Wenfeng is like a middle-aged woman's evaluation of her husband who is not very successful but very reliable at critical moments.
What's more, Ji Wenfeng isn't considered to be an incompetent.
He is still Ji Jingshen's boss!
Lu Rong decided to treat Ji Wenfeng better.
Ji Wenfeng, who had always been treated indifferently by the little slave, was surprised by Lu Rong's emotional stability, and then laughed.
He glanced at his watch: "Let's go and have dinner."
"Okay." Lu Rong left the jc communication with him shoulder to shoulder.
Ji Wenfeng and Lu Rong arrived at the original restaurant.
Ji Wenfeng: "Make an appointment for two people. My surname is Ji."
The restaurant waiter checked the reservation list: "Is it Mr. Ji and Mr. Lu?"
Ji Wenfeng: "That's right."
Waiter: "Uh... Mr. Lu can go in, but you can't."
Ji Wenfeng glanced at Lu Rong: "Why?"
Waiter: "He wears a suit, you don't. We only serve formal suits here."
Ji Wenfeng: "wtf..."
Thinking that Lu Rong was still by his side, he swallowed the swear words abruptly, and pulled him aside: "You go in first. I'll go get a suit."
Lu Rong was emotionally stable: "Take your time, I'll wait for you."
Ji Wenfeng called Ji Jingshen: "Are you free? Bring me a suit."
On the other side of the phone was Ji Jingshen's rummaging voice: "My pet really ran away!" After speaking, he hung up the phone.
Ji Wenfeng: "..."
Ji Wenfeng could only seek other solutions: "Is there a suit shop near here?"
The waiter smiled apologetically.
Ji Wenfeng sighed, and said to Lu Rong: "You go in and order food first, and I'll go to Kowloon to buy a suit."
Lu Rong said calmly, "I'll go with you."
"It's too far away." Ji Wenfeng didn't want his little slave to be tired and hungry.
"Do we have to eat here?" Lu Rong has no interest in this kind of pretentious restaurant.
"You will regret it if you don't try his family's food when you come to Hong Kong." Ji Wenfeng said, pointed to his watch, got up and walked out.
He didn't take a few steps, but Lu Rong followed firmly.
"If I taste the best food in Hong Kong alone, I will regret it." He said lightly.
Ji Wenfeng paused.
It was the sweetest thing he'd heard from his little slave's mouth so far! This must be a love story!
Ji Wenfeng seriously took out his mobile phone and turned on the tape recorder, wanting to record this historic moment: "Say it again."
Lu Rongli ignored him: "I checked the strategy of Jiulong, and there are many good restaurants there, I treat you to eat, do you want?"
The corners of Ji Wenfeng's mouth rose wildly: "You don't need to wear a suit, do you?"
Lu Rong: "No one cares if you don't wear clothes."
Ji Wenfeng thought that "no one cares about you if you don't wear a suit" was Lu Rong's insult, but after walking into the store, he realized that this might not be a rhetoric.
This is a small dilapidated shop on the side of the street, with a Hong Kong-style signboard. It says that the shop was founded in 1902. Ji Wenfeng suspects that this shop was also used more than a century ago—what the hell? Such a broken and dirty place!
The plastic table where they were sitting was green and dirty, with old milk tea stains on it and bread crumbs left by some guest! All the dishes and chopsticks are not disposable, they are all made of plastic. After washing countless times, the stains have penetrated deeply into the plastic, blending with the plastic, and it is impossible to pick it off! The average age of waiters is 80 years old! All of them are deaf and hard-of-hearing and can't understand Mandarin, so they basically rely on shouting to order! The chef cooks in less than 3 square meters behind them, without even a partition in the middle!
Three minutes after ordering, the pineapple buns were served! These pineapple buns were originally placed in the window on the street. When I passed by, I seemed to see flies flying!
Lu Rong saw Ji Wenfeng's stiffness and reluctance: "Eat, aren't you hungry?"
Ji Wenfeng: "..."
Lu Rong's face darkened: "Eat."
Aggrieved, Ji Wenfeng grabbed the pineapple bun and took a bite.
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Lu Rong: "Is it delicious?"
Ji Wenfeng: "What a time!!!!!!"
Lu Rong couldn't help but smile lightly, and said to the uncle, "Please give him another beef noodle."
Uncle: "Some question~"