Chapter 390: Can raise many children (3)

This person's narcissistic expressionless face is the legendary facial paralysis.
Ji Anning felt bored, pouting, and then raised the camera, struggling to pat the back of Ji Chicheng's head.
"Well, the optimized data, remember to report to me at any time."
"The next meeting will be postponed to February."
"that's it."
After finishing a phone call, Ji Chicheng turned around, reached out his hand to cover Ji Anning's lens, and looked at her with a slight frown, "You can stare at me every day."
Ji Chicheng blushed, "Who said he would stare at your picture."
Ji Chicheng smiled, did not speak, just as a text message came from the mobile phone in his hand, he was reading.
Not knowing what he saw, his brow frowned, as if he had encountered some problem.
Ji Anning looked at it and couldn't help asking: "Uncle, what exactly are you doing here? Is the company big?"
She ran here at both ends for three days, and she was here these few days, and she watched him go in and out every day, the phone kept on calling, all he was talking about was ordering work.
Asked if he was a game, he said no, but didn't tell him what he was doing.
Ji Chicheng replied a text message, and then looked at Ji Anning and said, "I can feed you and many children."
Ji Anning was very dissatisfied with this answer. She curled her lips and said, "Your work has always been mysterious. I have come to N City. Wouldn't you take me to your company?"
Ji Chicheng nodded, "Okay, I will take you tomorrow."
"As soon as possible, I have to go back too. After being out for so many days, I am worried that grandpa will find out..."
"gone."
Ji Anning was still talking, Ji Chicheng put his arm around her thin waist, dragged her away, almost clamped her up.
Unable to control her footsteps, Ji Anning feels uncomfortable. While struggling, she frowned and looked at Ji Chicheng and asked, "Where are we going?"
"eat."
Ji Chicheng replied to Ji Anning, his tone sounded a little dull, as if he was emotional.
Ji Anning tilted his head, just about to observe Ji Chicheng's face, Ji Chicheng's cell phone rang again.
He released Ji Anning, took out the phone from his pocket, and saw the caller ID, he closed his eyes and guessed before picking up the phone and putting it to his ear.
The voice of his mobile phone receiver was very small. Even if Ji Anning was next to him, she couldn't hear what the person talking to him was saying. She looked at him quietly, and saw that his pupils suddenly shrank and nervousness appeared on his face. The color.
What happened?
Ji Anning's heart also became tense.
"I know."
Ji Anning waited for Ji Chicheng to hang up before asking nervously, "Uncle, what happened?"
Ji Chicheng didn't look at her, but still looked at the phone, dialing back to her, "The old man suddenly fell into a coma and is now in the hospital."
Hearing that, Ji Anning also turned pale with nervousness, holding Ji Chicheng's clothes tightly, "What should I do?"
"I'll go back first. I'll call Qi Helian to pick you up later. He will fly tomorrow night and you will go back with him."
Ji Chicheng said while arranging the plane to return.
Realizing the seriousness of the matter, Ji Anning didn't bother him, and everything was subject to his arrangements.
Finally Ji Chicheng left by special plane, Ji Anning did not ask him why he didn't take her back with him.
Because she believed him, his arrangement was definitely not wrong.
At this moment, what she worried most was the old man's body, she couldn't let go of her heart, she didn't know what was going on with his old man, and she couldn't find a suitable person to ask.