Master Rong gave kisses day and night, but the little ancestor drew her sword

Chapter 1 was PUA?
"Whoo-"

The mobile phone placed on the conference table vibrated suddenly, and a bony hand casually clicked on the newly received text message.

【No, Xiaoxiao is really with Jiang Ci】

Immediately afterwards, a photo was sent. In the photo, there was a sweet-looking girl and a man. The girl was guarded by the man, with an intimate gesture.

Rong Zhixing's fingers that were holding the glass suddenly tightened, and he raised his head to meet a pair of fox eyes.

His handsome eyebrows and eyes are as indifferent but delicate as those outlined by ink, his handsome nose bridge is as delicate and resolute as a relief, his thin lips are like a smudged crimson water color, and his cheeks are soft but still sharp.

The person on the opposite side was the protagonist of this scandal, Jiang Ci, a film king who was nearly forty years old and still dazzling.

It's just that this face like the dream lover of thousands of girls didn't make Rong Zhixing feel good at all.Rong Zhixing sneered in his heart.

So it was you, Jiang Ci.

"Mr. Rong, even if your company is the world's top high-tech company, 70% is too much!"

Jiang Ci's complexion was extremely bad, and his usually meek personality was almost jumping from anger at this moment.

Who told him that Rong Zhixing was easy to talk to?What a talk!When he turned around, he was about to question that little girl at home!

"It's better than this." Rong Zhixing's slender fingers repeatedly tapped on the table and pondered for a moment, his originally cold face suddenly eased, and his hard eyebrows and eyes instantly bent into two soft crescents. "Rong made another 10 points, but the project needs to be started half a year in advance, and I only want 25% of the profit. If you want, let the assistant revise the contract."

25%?Jiang Ci's pupils shrank slightly, isn't this the same as picking up cabbages?If you can't buy it, you can't buy it and you can't be fooled!

Strongly suppressing the ecstasy in his heart, Jiang Ci pretended to discuss a few words with the assistant around him, and the assistant hesitated to persuade him a few words: "Jiang Yingdi, the other party gave way so quickly, it seems a bit..."

Jiang Ci waved his hand impatiently, "It's okay! A company as big as Rong's can still lie to me?"

It's a company as big as Rong's that can easily deceive you!boss!The assistant wailed in a low voice in his heart wanting to cry but without tears.

Rong Zhixing turned his head to the side and whispered something to the assistant who was drafting the contract. The assistant, who was originally annoyed and thought that his president was stupid, immediately turned from worry to joy, and simply added a clause in an obscure corner of the contract.

"The final interpretation right belongs to Rong."

A newly printed contract was placed in front of him, and regardless of his assistant's worries, Jiang Ci signed his name in a hurry. Compared with Rong Zhixing's formal and serious signature, he seemed to be signing for fans.

"Then it will be a happy cooperation, Mr. Jiang..."

"哐!" With a muffled sound, a small figure suddenly rushed into the conference room.

More than a dozen pairs of eyes stared at the girl who suddenly broke in, and they all looked at each other in blank dismay.

Rong Zhixing's pupils shrank suddenly, but the girl passed him and ran straight to Jiang Ci's side. She was wearing a light pink chiffon dress with a fluffy skirt like soft puffs. The delicate little face was frowning tightly, a pair of lotus root arms were holding Jiang Ci's arm tightly, the deer-like big deer-like eyes were full of anxiety, and the tone revealed deep dissatisfaction.

"A Ci! Hurry up, we're going to be late!"

"Good good."

Jiang Ci didn't expect that the baby in front of him would suddenly rush in, and helplessly rubbed the girl's head lightly, his gesture was so intimate that Rong Zhixing's eyes almost burst into flames.

The girl pulled Jiang Ci who got up in a hurry to leave, her steps were firm and she looked ahead without even glancing at Rong Zhixing.

"Jiang Xiao..."

Rong Zhixing suppressed the boredom and anger surging in his chest, and slowly squeezed out three words between his clenched teeth.

"Rong Zhixing? Why did you go back to China?" The girl who was holding Jiang Ci turned her head with a look of surprise, but she didn't intend to let go of Jiang Ci at all.

"Rong Zhixing?" Rong Zhixing narrowed his eyes dangerously, "You little girl, I brought you up before, but now your wings are hardened, you don't even recognize me as an older brother."

Jiang Xiao has been fostered by their family since he was a child. Even though he is not related by blood, he has long regarded this little girl as his younger sister and protected him.

It's just that the little guy who followed behind him blatantly and called "Brother Xing" and "Brother Xing" every day seems to be quite unfamiliar with him now.

Jiang Xiao choked, and smiled mischievously: "I haven't... I've grown up! Tell your brother to call you old again!"

"Where are you going?" Rong Zhixing's tone was very rude, as if the words were squeezed out between his teeth.

"I..." Jiang Xiao's face was extremely tangled, she turned her head to look at Rong Zhixing a few times, quickly tore a piece of note paper, wrote down the WeChat ID and handed it to the frosty Rong Zhixing, apologizing repeatedly while grabbing Jiang Ci His sleeves quickly walked out the door. "I'm sorry, Xing, I have something urgent today. Let's talk later! Let's go, Ah Ci! We're going to be late!"

Before Jiang Ci had time to say anything, he was dragged away by Jiang Xiao in a hurry, leaving Rong Zhixing with a gloomy expression at the meeting table.

She actually ran so fast for a man who left him whom she hadn't seen for a long time!

Rong Zhixing looked at the silver Lamborghini speeding out of the downstairs of the Rong Group, and slammed his fist on the glass curtain wall so hard that the tempered glass seemed to tremble.

The more you think about it, the more you get angry!
By the time Rong Zhixing realized it, he was already sitting in his own Bugatti Veyron.

The parking lot seemed to be filled with smoke and dust left by the Lamborghini speeding out, Rong Zhixing's eyes were red and he stepped on the accelerator!

Jiang Xiao, I want to see what you and this man are going to do!
At the piano auction site, countless camera lenses were aimed at the silver Lamborghini parked on the red carpet.

The shiny leather shoes stepped out of the car door first, and Jiang Ci in a silver suit came down. He got up and got out of the car to pick up a girl in a chiffon dress from the other side.

"Jiang Yingdi! May I ask what is your relationship with her?!"

"Jiang Yingdi! May I ask how long have you been together?!"

"Actor Jiang! Didn't your car say that it will never carry women?!"

……

The bodyguards who were waiting at the entrance of the auction surrounded him first, and stopped the long guns and short cannons that were protruding all over the place.

Jiang Xiao's hand was tightly held by Jiang Ci, she let go of it quietly, letting the sweat in her palm evaporate slightly.As a result, it was caught again in the next second!

Before Jiang Xiao could speak, Jiang Ci turned his head and gave her a hard look.

"Don't move around! Get caught by those reporters and watch how you run!"

Jiang Ci warned viciously, but his tone seemed to be threatening a sleepless child with Grandma Wolf.

"Understood, Ah Ci..."

Stopped by the bodyguards, the wolf-like reporters seemed to break through the siege in the next second and swallow Jiang Xiao and Jiang Ci alive.Jiang Xiao couldn't help swallowing, and swallowed all the grievances she didn't say out of her mouth, and hurriedly shrank behind Jiang Ci with her skirt in her hands.

"Call me Dad! What are you calling me?"

Jiang Ci held back his laughter, and with a wave of his big hand, he wrapped his petite body in his arms, avoiding the flickering camera behind him.

"Gah!—"

A gloss-black Bugatti Veyron screeched to a halt in front of the auction's red carpet.

The unique license plate number made the media at the scene immediately recognize the identity of this person, and then the media with a keen sense of smell turned their heads and aimed at the Bugatti galloping in the dark.

"Mr. Rong! May I ask why you came today?"

The slender and straight legs stepped out of the Bugatti's body, and the tall and straight figure walked onto the red carpet without looking back, his frosty gaze coldly swept over those fanatical gazes.

The cold words blocked those inquiring thoughts word by word.

"No, yes, offer, report."

(End of this chapter)