C74 (1/2)

”Shopping malls don't look at the pros and cons, just the interests.” Ling Ji opened his mouth coldly, holding a page of A4 paper in his hand.

Shuke was in front of him and nodded his head vigorously. ”Now, Yu Ruimin is in. President, do we need to take advantage of this time...”

”As long as he doesn't have any bad thoughts on LAN LAN, I will consider letting him go. After all, the old man of blue family still has to rely on him to balance the steelyard.”

After that, he put down the document in his hand, looked at the wrist clock, and said faintly, ”it's all at this point. Hasn't the studio finished?”

”It is said that the theater is a little busy these two days...” Shuck replied carefully, ”president, would you like me to communicate with the director? After all, Madame, these two days, just come over gently? ”

Ling Ji didn't make a sound again. He closed his eyes and rested on the leather seat behind him. He seemed to think of something. Suddenly he opened his eyes. His eyes were dark. ”How's the Korean star? How's the check?”

”According to his subordinates, it is because of his wife that he intends to return home.”

Ling Ji nodded and kneaded his eyebrows. ”Where's Bai Yuhan?”

Shuk shrunk his neck, and his brain seemed to be unable to keep up with the leaping thinking of the president.

”Bai, Bai must be back...”

”Don't even tell me when you come back.” Ling Ji cold hum a, ”this boy is more and more don't put me in the eye.”

”Ha ha, President, look at what you said, how dare Mr. Bai?” Shuck sneered, ”isn't your business his business? After all, they grew up together from childhood to adulthood... ”

”It's hard for him to run the company for me, and I'll be disciplined by his father.”

”That old man is really, how many years ago, how can he still keep biting...”

The voice became lower and lower. He took his eyes to the rearview mirror. Seeing that the president's face became more and more gloomy, he knew that he had said something he shouldn't have said.

It turns out that after so many years, it's not just the white family that can't let go.

”President, would you like Mr. Bai to come over?”

After asking, there was another silent silence.

Bentley stops at the gate of the company. Ling Ji gets out of the car, steps on the carpet and strides inside.

Shuk followed him, handed the car key to his assistant, told him to stop in the parking lot, and picked up a copy of the information. Only then did he catch up with the president.

In Lingtian group building, everyone who sees LINGJI will stop to nod respectfully with him, and he will also nod back to show respect.

Everyone who works here is like a gyroscope. They dare not and are afraid to stop. Otherwise, they will miss the job they are proud of.

Press the 32nd floor to the top of the company.

”When did he arrive?”

”When you told your subordinates to come.”

Ling Ji nodded, ”efficiency is good.”

Shuk quickly said with a smile, ”the president praised his subordinates.” In the office of

, he was busy, and his nose suddenly flew into a Saint Laurent perfume. He didn't need to know who came.

”Oh, I haven't seen you for a few days. Is that what you think of me, Mr. Ling?” White feather Han, dressed in formal clothes, came in. He, who was always gorgeous in flowers, rarely wore a plain white shirt, which made him more handsome and elegant.

”I had a good time at home?”