Chapter 159: Talk to me about conditions, are you worthy? (9)

Qian Ge stopped, making sure that she didn't miss anything, before nodding at the agent, indicating that she could call.
Receiving her instructions, the agent immediately walked to a relatively quiet corner and pressed the dial button.
I don't know which box the person made a generous click on the tune, and the babble tune rang again on the stage.
Never listen to the Qiange of Peking Opera, closed his eyes, followed the beat, and tapped the table from time to time with his fingertips, making a very low noise.
After a while, the agent folded back, and she probably thought Qiange was closing her eyes and raising her mind, and her voice was particularly soft: "Sister Qian, everything is done."
Qiange didn't speak, but just nodded his head to show that he knew.
She never opened her eyes, but the corner of her lips, but with a smile flowing out, seemed to be in a good mood.
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When He Jichen's phone rang, he, Han Zhihui, and the partners in the two shopping malls brought by Han Zhihui were playing cards in the glorious Room 1001.
He touched the card while pulling out his mobile phone from his pocket and glanced at the caller ID, which was the call from the secretary.
After He Jichen lost his card and went out, he swiped the screen and answered. He asked in a cold tone: "What's the matter?"
"Mr. He, do you have an impression of the female number two in "Three Thousand Insane"?"
Isn’t the female number two in "Three Thousand Insane" Ji Yi? How could he not be impressed by the person he was in?
He Jichen slid the card in front of his fingertips, and casually returned: "Know, what's wrong?"
"That's it, President He, I just saw some videos about her in the WeChat group inside our company..."
He Jichen glanced at the cards thrown by Han Zhihui without looking, and found that he was awkward, so he pushed the cards in front of him happily.
"Aren't our "Three Thousand Fools" project forced to suspend trading because of Lin Zhengyi's divestment? But she seems to be a little closer to Lin Zhengyi..."
Facing the report of the secretary on the phone all the time, He Jichen, whose expression did not change much, frowned when he heard this.
Ji Yi and Lin Zhengyi are getting closer? how is this possible?
"...She has dinner with Lin Zhengyi tonight. It seems that she is participating in a dinner called "Dust" by Lin Zhengyi's new investment..."
Hearing here, He Jichen raised his eyelids, returned a "wait" look to Han Zhi, then kicked off the chair behind him, got up, and walked out of the box.
A waiter in the corridor happened to meet him head-on and asked softly if he needed any service?
He Jichen shook his head, brushed over the waiter, and walked to the window at the end of the corridor.
Pushing the window open, the cold wind in the late winter night blew head on, making He Jichen's brain awake a lot.
He touched a cigarette from his pocket and bit it in his mouth. While looking for a lighter, he asked the secretary on the phone and asked, "What's the matter?"