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

Chapter 8 Cancel This Show
The girl wanted to explain something more, but the man opposite had no patience to listen any longer.

Rong Zhixing's finger bones curled up slightly, knocking on the table, like the death bell.

The girl didn't dare to raise her head or speak again, she bit the bullet and accepted such a silent sentence.

"Okay, that's all for today, I will communicate with Jiang Ci about the follow-up matters."

As soon as the voice fell, Rong Zhi's pedestrians had already left, leaving only a cold breath floating in the air.

Just as Rong Zhixing left the cafe, he received a call from his assistant. The company had an urgent document that he needed to sign.

Inside Rong's president's office.

The air pressure is polar, and the air condenses like an ice cave.

Fang Yang looked at his boss's calm and prestige, thinking about what he said wrong just now.

Then in the next second, the document was thrown in front of him, and the wind blew across his face.

Fang Yang's heart sank, "Mr. Rong, is there a problem with the document?"

"no problem."

So what's wrong?Fang Yang had a hundred question marks in his heart.

He suddenly remembered the girl that the boss asked to check two days ago to be related to Jiang Yingdi, and he suddenly woke up.

"Mr. Rong, Communication University sent an invitation two days ago, inviting you to participate in the art festival."

According to his investigation, Jiang Xiao was at the Communication University, and the boss invested in the Communication University in his own name some time ago, maybe it was because of Miss Jiang.

Sure enough, Rong Zhixing's gaze became a little hotter, and after a moment of silence, he asked, "Is there a playlist?"

Playlist?I just went to be invited for a cutscene, and the boss always thinks that kind of activities are a waste of time, and I don’t know how to watch them anyway. What do you want the program list for?
But now that the boss is on the verge of getting angry, he can only dare to think about it in his heart.

"I'm going to ask the school for it."

Within 5 minutes, the program list was handed to Rong Zhixing.

He glanced roughly, and quickly settled on the familiar name.

Conservatory of Music—Jiang Xiao's "Farewell to the Year"

And the following is a five-person ensemble, flashing through the scene I saw today in my mind, Rong Zhixing was still panting, raised his hand and directly crossed out the program, and returned the program list to Fang Yang, "Notify the school to cancel this program."

Since when did the boss like meddling in these nosy things?Isn't it just a show?

Fang Yang picked up the playlist in bewilderment, glanced at it, and the doubts in his heart dissipated.

It turned out to be an ensemble show by four boys and Ms. Jiang, no wonder.

Thinking that those boys should have left in disgrace at this moment, Rong Zhixing's heart felt a little more at ease.

"What else is there for today?"

He had already put on his coat, and he looked eager to go home.

The thought of a little girl waiting for him at home made my heart itch.

Fang Yang didn't want to discourage him, but what happened at night was really important.

"Cheng's wants to invite you to dinner today, mainly for the next acquisition. This acquisition is imperative for Rong."

After they returned to China, the shareholders were staring at each other. If Rong Zhixing wanted to silence Youyou, he had to successfully acquire the Cheng family, so today's dinner could not be avoided.

Rong Zhixing raised his hand and rubbed between his brows, "Understood, let's go."

"Mr. Rong, it's only five o'clock, isn't it too early?"

"Go to the mall first and pick out a gift."

Fang Xiang instantly understood, understood, and wanted to give it to Miss Jiang.

The shopping mall is owned by the Rong family. As soon as Rong Zhixing appeared, everyone gathered together.

"Mr. Rong, what do you want to choose?"

"What do little girls like?" Except for his mother, Rong Zhixing has never bought anything for other women, and he is not interested in these little girls' things.

But today, after all, I messed up the little girl's ensemble program, so I took it as an apology gift for her.

"Little girl?" The manager was also dumbfounded. It's hard to estimate such a small area. "How big is a little girl?"

"twenty."

The manager was stunned for a moment, and after seeing Fang Yang's eyes hinting, he instantly understood.

"Mr. Rong, please, these bracelets are all styles that girls like, and there are necklaces and rings over there."

The two Rong Zhixing said later didn't listen at all, his attention was all on the bracelet.

Because the image of Jiang Xiao's thin white fingers falling on the keys just flashed through his mind, such a beautiful hand should be decorated with the most beautiful bracelet.

The manager was also very discerning and began to introduce various styles and design concepts to him.

When he saw the bracelet designed with piano keys, the corners of his mouth slowly raised, and he tapped his fingers lightly, "That's it."

After seeing this scene, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay. Is there something wrong with their eyes?Boss Rong just... laughed?
It was rare that when he was in a good mood, the manager hurriedly packed the gift box like a dog's leg, and carefully tied a bow on the gift box.Only then did he hand it over, "Is there anything else you need, Mr. Rong?"

Rong Xingzhi raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes fell on the manager, and he said indifferently, "The salary is doubled."

The manager's mind was blank, he almost didn't kneel down, his mouth almost reached his ears, "Thank you, Mr. Rong, let's go slowly, Mr. Rong!"

If anyone complains to him again in the future that Rong is always unreasonable, he will be in a hurry with him!
Rong is always so kind!How approachable!What a brilliance of humanity! !

The dinner at night was what Rong Xingzhi hated the most, but he had to accept it.

The cups were staggered, and Rong Xingzhi felt a burning pain in his stomach.

The dinner was finally over, Fang Yang had been waiting for him outside, seeing his hands on his abdomen, the assistant woke up suddenly and immediately went up to meet him.

"Mr. Rong, stomach trouble again? I'll take you to the hospital."

"No need, go home." Rong Xingzhi might be afraid when he thought that Jiang Xiao was still waiting for him at home, and she was the only one at home.

After all, she was timid when she was a child, and she always dragged herself to accompany her, and wanted to wait until she fell asleep at night before leaving.

Fang Yang couldn't hold him back, so he helped him into the car.

The space in the car was airtight, and the smell of alcohol soon filled the air everywhere.

Rong Zhixing lowered the car window, letting the night wind blow in his face.

His dull eyes suddenly lit up because of something thought, "Fang Yang, turn around a few more times before going back."

Jiang Xiao definitely doesn't like the smell of alcohol on her body.

When I got home, it was just after 12 o'clock.

Not knowing if Jiang Xiao slept or not, Rong Zhixing unlocked the door lightly and entered.

The movement was extremely light, but it still woke up the petite figure on the sofa.

"Brother Zhixing?" Jiang Xiao sat up in shock and rubbed her red eyes.

Rong Zhixing turned on the light, and saw Jiang Xiao waiting for him on the sofa until he fell asleep, and just woke up with a voice like a kitten.

"Well, why haven't you slept yet?" He unconsciously softened his voice, fearing that he would scare her by speaking loudly.

"I'm waiting for you. Why did you come back so late today and didn't answer your calls?"

Jiang Xiao's nasal voice was a bit heavy, and her mouth was pursed, as if dissatisfied and accusing him of evil deeds.

Rong Zhixing took out his phone and looked at it, then smiled helplessly: "The phone is out of battery, are you... crying?"

(End of this chapter)