Chapter 17 (1/2)

after eating some breakfast, Ji Naitang's stomach doesn't hurt any more. He simply follows Cen Muqi to the cen family. Anyway, he often comes to the cen family because he is in charge of the project of the resort.

What's different this time is that he went directly into Cen Muqi's office. When Cen Muqi's assistant came in and asked Cen Muqi to sign his name, he was shocked.

The assistant raised his hand and wiped the sweat on his forehead. Sure enough, this man has a special relationship with the president. I hope he doesn't recognize himself. If he does, he doesn't want to bear a grudge.

Ji Naitang naturally recognized him. Last time, he trained his assistant in front of the president's special elevator, but there was no revenge.

”It will open in about mid August.” Assistant reported the affairs of the resort, CEN Muqi nodded and signed the document.

After the assistant went out, Ji Naitang asked, ”will Cen always pass when the resort opens?”

”Yes.”

Ji Naitang raised his mouth slightly. He was in charge of the project, and he would certainly go together when the time came, and Cen Muqi would go too. It would sound like two people going on holiday.

CEN Muqi looked at the flat on the sofa and said, ”if you feel bored, you can play games.”

Ji Naitang answered, but he thought that he could look at Cen Muqi at such a close distance. Even if it was to let him watch for a lifetime, he would not feel bored.

When Mu Cen gathered at noon, he didn't have a phone call with him.

After work, CEN Muqi took Ji Naitang with him. On the surface, Ji Naitang was calm, but he was very excited. He didn't want to play, but he wanted to be integrated into Cen Muqi's life, to know his friends and let them know his existence.

Let them know that now Cen Muqi has a man beside him, although they can guess that they are just the relationship between the two of them, not love.

”Eat first, but it's estimated that they will go to sing and drink after eating.”

CEN Muqi didn't take the driver. He drove his own car. After stopping, he took Ji Naitang into a private restaurant. Listening to his tone, he didn't like singing and drinking.

There were seven or eight people having dinner together. When they came to the door of the private room, they were shouting something inside.