Chapter 7: chapter7

Someone who was cueed by President Ji is now 8,000 meters above the ground.
The plane just left the Russian air line.
"Shu Mi, your plane is great!" Jiangcheng's top socialite No. 1 shouted excitedly after enjoying the on-board spa service.
The plane has been flying for 6 hours, and ladies 1, 2, and 3 are still in novelty.
Su Zhen didn't fluctuate too much. After all, she had a small private jet. Although it was not as good as Shumi, it did.
Xu Mingzhu went to bed, and Tang Shu Miwo was in the seat and flipped through art magazines with an iPad.
Suddenly a message popped up on Weibo. She originally wanted to cross it out. However, affected by the airflow, the plane suddenly bumped, and her finger happened to click on the message.
"#季氏集团新闻展会#
The new energy vehicle and parts industrial park project built by Jishi Group has become a national dedicated new energy vehicle production base. In 2019, the annual output of Senlv New Energy Company, a subsidiary of Jishi Group, was about 124051 vehicles, with an output value of 53.224 billion yuan. Ji's Group actively participates in the operation of domestic green energy projects and carries out strategic activities with two major foreign new energy companies. In addition, Ji’s Group has also achieved significant results in the industrial intelligence industry of its employees..."
Not only does ipd keep the sound off, the volume is also very loud.
"Shu Mi, when did your President Ji start building cars again?" Su Zhen came over.
Tang Shumi turned off the video and continued to read the magazine: "I don't know."
"Ji Linchen never told you?"
"No."
"Don't you even have daily communication?"
"No." Only the bed communicated.
"Shu Mi, you are really--" Su Zhen shook her head with a sigh.
Tang Shumi raised her eyes, waiting for her words of sympathy and comfort.
"It's so cool!"
Tang Shumi:? ? ?
"I also want a silent cash machine."
Su Zhen's description was too true, and Tang Shumi couldn't help but smile: "Little sister, you can go live and talk about it, I will hold you."
"Huh." Su Zhen put her chin down, and said proudly, "Why don't you show your face live, I will hold you up."
Tang Shumi looked back blindly.
The 67th floor of Jishi Group Building, the office of the president.
After the press conference, Zhao Yan took the initiative to report on Tang Shumi's itinerary.
"Ms. Ji, Miss Tang went to France by private jet."
"Ms. Xu Mingzhu, Miss Su Zhen..."
Zhao Yan reported one by one, and he didn't know if the boss was listening.
"Is going to the show?"
He vaguely remembered that Tang Shumi loved to participate in the shows of major brands.
"Miss Tang said she was going to watch a football match."
Finally got a response, Zhao Yan put the schedule on the table.
"Ball game?" Ji Linchen raised his eyes.
"Obsidian game." Zhao Yan explained, "Miss Tang seems to be a fan of Obsidian."
In fact, he really wants to say that he seems to be a fan of Obsidian striker Xu Jiahuan.
"Well, I see." Ji Linchen's voice was very low.
Seeing Zhao Yan still standing, Ji Linchen asked, "What's wrong?"
After hesitating for a moment, Zhao Yan gritted his teeth and said: "Miss Tang said that she will come back only if she is happy, and she will not come back if she is not happy."
"Heh." Ji Linchen put his cuff up on the table, his fingers bent, his fingertips tapped twice, and he commented in a flat tone: "She knows how to play."
"Mr. Ji, Miss Tang should be angry about the exhibition." Zhao Yan, as a gold medalist with all eyes and ears, dared to say this word after grinding in his heart over and over again.
Ji Linchen glanced at him lightly.
Zhao Yan breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that his words were not unnecessary, and continued:
"Miss Tang hates Tang porcelain very much."
"What's the reason." Ji Linchen didn't know about Tang Shumi's family affairs, nor did she mention it.
The boss suddenly asked questions, which surprised Zhao Yan.
Because before reporting on Miss Tang, the boss would only say "um", "get it", "follow her" and so on.
"Tang Ci is Miss Tang's half-sister. The two went to the same school in junior high school, and they have been incompatible. Later, when something happened, Tang's father sent Miss Tang out of the country."
"what's up?"
"At the school's art exhibition, Miss Tang tore Tang Ci's paintings in public and slapped her in the face. Within a few days, Tang Ci committed suicide at school but failed." Because the boss never asked about Miss Tang's past, Zhao Yan Only understand roughly.
"Yeah, I see." Ji Linchen continued to look down at the planning book in his hand, without any emotional expression.
Zhao Yan was convinced that slapping the painting fan was something Tang Shumi could do, but Tang Ci committed suicide because of this.
Besides, he believes that there must be a reason for things. Some of Miss Tang's behaviors are indeed too willful, but they are all based on the fact that the other party touched her.
He still went down and checked carefully before reporting.
When getting off the plane, it happened to be evening in Paris.
The group will be transported by private car to the high-end luxury hotel under Jishi Group.
Six suites have been prepared, and the hotel butler has also prepared a dinner for them.
After Tang Shumi washed up, she changed to a white v-neck buttoned shirt. The hem was tucked into high-waisted denim trousers to outline her delicate waist.
The whole person looks tall and slender, and the temperament is cold and dusty.
After dinner, the private butler cleared the open-air cafe on the top floor for them in advance.
Ladies 1, 2, and 3 went to the glass to take selfies and post on Weibo, while Su Zhen leaned in front of Tang Shumi and Xu Mingzhu, listened to them chatting, and tried to collect some top gossip.
"The black rose you like has a minimum asking price of one million." Xu Mingzhu just received a message from the exhibition director.
Tang Shumi took two sips of coffee: "I bought it."
"There is also the "Mice in the Moonlight", Director Yao asks if you are interested."
Tang Shumi put aside the celadon white porcelain cup: "I don't like it very much. If the price is not high, I will buy it."
"Six hundred thousand."
Shumi didn't blink her eyes: "It's cheap, let's buy it." She thought for a while and said to Xu Mingzhu: "I'll give it to you."
"I don't want that pair of mice. If you want to give it, you will give "Black Rose". The flower painting is quite beautiful." Xu Mingzhu said.
Tang Shumi took a sip of coffee: "Okay, I'll give it to you."
Like giving cabbage again, Su Zhen rolled her eyes. She didn't come to listen to someone showing off their wealth.
The heart of preaching has long been unable to bear it. Su Zhen hates iron and steel and criticizes Tang Shumi: "What you call is just to spend your fiance's money?! Can you finish Ji Linchen's money?! This is not the same. Does it tickle?!"
Three impassioned rhetorical questions caused Shumi's reflection.
She was right, and it made sense.
The Ji family’s background is already deep, and Ji Linchen has brought the Ji Group to several steps, and there is a fault phenomenon that no enterprise group can compete with. No matter how she squandered, she could not keep up with Ji Linchen's rate of making money.
But after another thought, she didn't want to squander Kongji's family either. Even if she does implement it, Ji Linchen will definitely screw her head off and kick the ball.
She became a wealthy fiancee first, and then became a wealthy wife of the season. Unfinished expensive oil paintings, unfinished custom gifts, private jets, yachts going to sea, small islands for vacation...
Thinking of this, Tang Shumi's mood suddenly became much more happy.
Su Zhen looked at her sudden look and thought Shumi had finally realized it, and said excitedly: "I recently read a novel called "Teaching the Fiance". The heroine-her fiance's methods are very worth learning."
"I will lend it to you." Su Zhen reluctantly gave up her love, "but you have to return it to me as soon as possible after reading it."
Tang Shumi: "......?"
"I haven't finished my notes yet!"
Tang Shumi and Xu Mingzhu:...
After taking photos on the 1st, 2nd and 3rd, the ladies came over and told Shumi that I wanted to return to the room first.
Su Zhen asked them why they went back to the room so early.
Celebrity No. 123 said in unison: Go back to the p-picture, I took a lot of pictures!
The overly truthful answer made Shu Mi's face a rare stun. After closing her expression, she said, "All rest early and go shopping tomorrow." The Obsidian game is the day after tomorrow, and tomorrow is the shopping day.
Paris has a mild climate throughout the seasons, and the highest temperature in summer rarely exceeds 25 degrees Celsius.
Tang Shumi felt a bit cold after applying the mask. She adjusted the temperature to a higher level, and sat on the bedside to push her face with a private beauty instrument.
Suddenly, the lower abdomen became hot, and then there was a warm current that could not be blocked.
My aunt visited in advance, Tang Shumi dumped the pot to Ji Linchen who was far away in China
All Ji Linchen is angry!
Tang Shumi called for room service, went into the bathroom to take a shower again, and stopped early after cleaning up.
Sleeping in a daze in the middle of the night, Tang Shumi woke up in pain, as if a full-powered electric drill was drilling her stomach.
She has been suffering from menstrual cramps all the time, but there has never been such pain as it is now. It is probably because of drinking coffee at night that the pain caused her to shrink into a ball and cover her belly. The cold sweat from her forehead made the pillow towel wet.
Shumi took out the phone under the pillow and called Xu Mingzhu.
The phone rang several times before connecting.
She was so painful that she couldn't speak, and gritted her teeth and said: "Mingzhu, my aunt is here, it hurts."
There was no response there.
"Mingzhu, are you listening?"
"Will you help me get some painkillers?"
After a while, there was a bass on the phone.
"it is good."
Shumi hung up the phone, curled up beside the bed, her head tilted, and her long hair hung messily down the bed.
Another burst of colic struck, Shumi grabbed the sheets tightly.
There is a 7 time zone difference between Paris and Jiangcheng.
3 o'clock in the morning in Paris is exactly 10 o'clock in the morning in Jiangcheng.
In the high-level meeting room of Ji's headquarters, Director Wang, who reported half of the report, looked at the empty chair seat, neither standing nor sitting nor sitting.
A minute ago, the meeting on the progress of overseas mergers and acquisitions was coming to an end, and a string of loud and harsh bells rang in the meeting room.
The high-level person sitting at first took out his mobile phone and looked at each other after realizing that it was not him.
The bell kept ringing, and the meeting room was completely silent.
Everyone looked at the cold-faced Ji Linchen in the chairmanship, the ringtone seemed to be coming from Mr. Ji...
Zhao Yan also reacted and shouted: "Ms. Ji."
Ji Linchen's mobile phone is muted all the time, except for a few special numbers.
At this point in time, Mr. Ji and Mrs. Ji will not make calls. Even if there is something urgent, they will call him first and then transfer them.
Then, it can only be Tang Shumi.
"Mr. Ji, it may be Tang"
Before Zhao Yan finished speaking, he was interrupted by Ji Linchen's gesture.
Immediately afterwards, Zhao Yan watched his boss answer the phone in front of many senior executives in the conference room.
Everyone held their breath and followed Ji Linchen's movements.
What was the earth-shattering event that allowed Mr. Ji to answer the phone during a meeting?
Ji Linchen frowned after listening for a moment.
The high-level people present all mentioned their throats, is there something wrong with the merger case?
After waiting for a while, only heard Ji Linchen say a good word, then got up and announced: "The meeting has been suspended for 10 minutes." He walked out of the conference hall without looking back.
Zhao Yan immediately followed, and suddenly an amazing idea popped out of his mind:
Miss Tang is more than just a "prodigal vase" in the boss's mind.
The author has something to say: Tang Shu hands on hips: Why I don’t even know when our family started to build cars!
Ji Linchen coaxed in a low voice: May I tell you more important things now?
Tang Shumi nodded: OK, OK
Ji Linchen tore off her tie, unbuttoned the collar slowly, and put it close to her ear:
Tell you when our house... was built, people
Tang Shumi: Oh, I don’t want to know you can shut up!