Deliberately attack

Well, caught straight.

Tang Yili didn't want to quibble, so she stood up straight, brushed her hair naturally, and said, "No, I'm here to deliver the documents, I'm too busy, next time."

Chen Sheng nodded, glanced at what Tang Yili was holding in his hand, and asked, "Is this the document for Ji's capital injection into Feng Tang?"

He made a gesture of invitation, and led Tang Yili into his office without any trace.

"It's not a big deal, just give me the file."

Tang Yili sat down with a smile, and thanked the secretary who came to pour the coffee.

Chen Sheng sat behind the desk, put on his glasses, took a rough look, confirmed that everything was correct, took off his glasses, and said.

"Just ask the secretary to deliver it next time. Young Mistress doesn't have to come in person."

"Of course." Chen Cheng smiled considerately, "Mrs. Xiao Ji made a special trip to see Mr. Xiao Ji, so just pretend I didn't say anything."

Tang Yili also laughed.

Anyone who can achieve the position of Chen Sheng has the ability to make people feel refreshed, and it is easy to resolve embarrassment.

Tang Yili asked him frankly, "Xun Lang officially joined the job, today, is it going well?"

"Why didn't it go well?" Chen Sheng paused, and seeing Tang Yili was puzzled, he explained with great interest.

This explanation also revealed Xun Lang's family fortune.

"Although Xun Lang is airborne, he has 18% of Ji's shares under his name. Who dares to underestimate him as a proper major shareholder? Even though there are many factions within the Ji family, he is the blood of Zhai Lao. He is on the board of directors and represents Of course it is Old Zhai, and the military factions are all on his side."

Leaders who can set off bloody storms often need to suppress others because they are not enough. Natural successors like Xun Lang not only inherit wealth, but also inherit great prestige.

It turned out that she was worrying unfoundedly.

Tang Yili sat with Chen Sheng for a while, and felt that the more she stayed, the more redundant she became, so she presumed that something was up and came out of Ji's.

It was almost time to get off work, Tang Yili didn't go back to the company, she drove past the fresh food supermarket outside the Rongjing mansion, she was going to go in and buy some food and daily necessities.

Tonight, she decided to be a good wife and prepare a good meal for Xun Lang who got off work on the first day.

Tang Yili walked in front, followed by the bodyguard pushing the cart.

The main battlefield is the fruit area. Tang Yili picked out a honeydew melon tied with a ribbon and a basket of green apples, and then found that there was a new ice cream in the freezer.

Godiva's chocolate was sprinkled on the snowball, she took a bowl, and remembered that Xun Lang's shaving foam was gone, Tang Yili threw the ice cream into the car, walked to the men's products section, and picked out a lemon-flavored one .

Lin Lin always bought a cart full of things. When paying the bill, the cashier quoted a five-figure price, and Tang Yili habitually used his mobile phone to pay.

Di-

A thought flashed by.

Tang Yili calculated the 18% of Ji's shares in her heart, and a series of astronomical figures appeared in her head. She ordered the bodyguards to pack the bags, and opened the stock market search page by herself to check today's Ji's closing price.

Then he turned on the phone and pressed the computer again.

Tang Yili took a deep breath, it seems that the calculation was correct just now——

Hatred of the rich may be instinctive.

Tang Yili bit her lips: Some people, with such money, eat her and live in her every day, isn't it a bit too much? !

……

In the evening, a good meal turned into a Hongmen banquet.

When Xun Lang got home from get off work, he saw ice dew white wine on a decanter on the dining table, 700 yuan honeydew melons, cut into pieces and inserted with a silver fork.

Tonight's main dish is quick-frozen dumplings cooked by Tang Yili himself, with three flavors.

It has to be said that delicacy and perfunctory have reached a certain delicate balance.

Xun Lang took a shower, put on home clothes and sat at the dining table, and smiled at Tang Yili's expression of begging for praise.

"My Ali's plate arrangement is unique in the world."

Praise it...a little loss.

Tang Yili secretly said to herself, don't be as knowledgeable as this rich man.

She raised her smiling face and said, "I went to your company today."

"I know, I heard from Uncle Chen." Xun Lang took a dumpling stuffed with mackerel, bit it open, looked at it, ate it, and then changed to the emerald green chopsticks.

He casually asked: "Fonton accepted Ji's capital injection and ceded 15% of the shares. After this round of dilution, how much do you have left?"

The topic is coming!

Tang Yili replied: "There are 13.6% left."

Xun Lang nodded.

He lowered his head and took a sip of the wine, maybe it was too sour, he frowned and put it aside, the goal was still dumplings.

Tang Yili, however, saw an opportunity and saw the needle, "What about you, Uncle Chen said that you own 18% of Ji's shares. You must know that Ji's market value is trillions..."

Xun Lang was not picky about food, and the dumplings were killed very quickly.

After eating more than half of it, he raised his head and asked Tang Yili with a smile, "What are you planning?"

Is it so obvious?
"Okay, I'll show my cards." Tang Yili spread his hands, "Honey, can you give me pocket money?"

Xun Lang found it funny: "According to Feng Tang's current market value, you are also a little rich woman with a net worth of one billion—"

Before Xun Lang finished speaking, the doorbell suddenly rang.

Autumn is short, the sun has set, and the neon pastels are outside. Who will come to the door at this time?
The two looked at each other, and Xun Lang got up to answer the access control phone.

Rongjing Mansion is a high-end community, and strict registration begins at the entrance of the community. Therefore, Xun Lang answered the phone, and it is the security office of the community.

"Well...it's my house...in that case, let them come in."

Xun Lang was generous and let him in after a few words.

After hanging up the phone, Tang Yili asked him, "Who is it?"

"do not know."

Tang Yili was puzzled: "I don't know you, so I let people in?"

Xun Lang was even more puzzled, "They said they were Zhao Meilun's parents."

……

This may be the most unexpected visitor ever.

At first, Tang Yili thought that Zhao Meilun's parents misremembered the house number and mistook their house for Tang Feng's house, but she was dumbfounded when she opened the door.

Zhao's mother started to cry first, and said, "Ali, help Meilun, now you are the only one who can help her!"

As he spoke, he still had to kneel down.

Tang Yili subconsciously wanted to hide, but Xun Lang, with quick eyesight and quick hands, picked him up with one hand and said.

"Go inside and talk."

Zhao's mother's preemptive attack didn't work, big tears still hung in the corners of her eyes, and Xun Lang's eyes lit up immediately.

"You are the son-in-law of the Tang family, Ji..."

"What Ji, his name is Xun Lang." Father Zhao quickly picked up.

"That's Ji too."

Xun Lang: "..."

Tang Yili folded her arms, a little confused, "Are you guys coming to my house just to discuss my husband's last name?"

Zhao's mother suddenly turned into a mournful face.

Zhao's father dragged Zhao's mother into the house, and the two of them tugged and tugged at each other, they really didn't look like serious people.

Tang Yili was not happy that his two-person world was disturbed, and blamed Xun Lang for letting people in. Xun Lang touched Tang Yili's head and lowered his voice: "That's your relative, talk to him well."

Well, you are noble, you are generous.

Seeing Xun Lang going to the kitchen island to pour water, Tang Yili pouted.

She invited people into the house, picked a seat farthest from the Zhao family's parents, sat down, and asked, "You guys, what's the matter?"