I am a cat, it is actually the president who came here

Chapter 72 (Reissue Version)
(The previous chapter name cannot be changed, so add one here)

Chapter 71

Ji Sui's tone was calm, and the few words without many ups and downs were deafening to the ears of people with ulterior motives, like thunder.

Those who felt guilty had already started to break out in a cold sweat, and those who thought they were innocent also began to beat their hearts, and could not help but reflect on their recent behavior.

The only ones who were calm and composed were his confidants. Among the disheveled faces who didn't even have time to change their pajamas, they looked very different.

On the screen, Yang Lai nodded to him, Ji Sui Shi's eyes flashed, and after scanning the screen's Baixiang Baixiang, he continued to speak, shaking a stack of documents with his fingers.

The slender and well-articulated fingers played with the paper in his hand, and the faintly exposed chart looked familiar.

Li Jie was very guilty at first, and now he is extremely annoyed. If he had known what happened today, how could he have believed Ji Liangzhe's nonsense as if he was in a daze!

As early as the moment the video was automatically connected, he woke up his wife next to him and motioned her to bring the spare mobile phone. His wife was about to have a seizure when she was called up in the middle of the night, but she realized what had happened when she saw his pale face. The importance, suppress your temper now, and quickly bring over the spare machine in the study.

[President Ji!Didn't you say that the chairman is seriously ill and will die soon? ! 】

[Who is the person who is in the meeting full of energy in the middle of the night? ! 】

Trembling fingers sent a few messages, seeing the circles followed by each message, a burst of despair welled up in my heart.

Done
"Minister Li? Minister Li? Li Jie!"

"Who?!"

Li Jie suddenly raised his head and looked around.

As soon as he raised his head, he looked at himself on the screen, and vice president Minghe looked at him with a bad tone, and when he finally looked over, he frowned and repeated: "Mr. Li, Mr. Ji is asking you to talk about the projects of the last month situation."

"Ah, yes, the status of the project." Li Jie repeated with a smile without even wiping the cold sweat off his forehead.

"Project status." His mind was blank, and there was no report at all.

The mobile phone tightly held in his hand was still circling tirelessly, and Ji Suishi's extremely oppressive eyes were in front of him, as if he had seen all his small movements.

There was a stiff arc at the corner of his mouth, and he was unable to speak for a long time.

Minghe shook his head in disappointment, and sighed in a pretentious manner: "Mr. Li, you are so confused, how can I believe that this information is slandering you with your attitude?"

"material?"

Li Jie, who couldn't keep up with the progress, looked confused at the moment.

Snapped!
Another document was dropped on the table.

Ji Sui Shi impatiently raised his wrist to look at the time, a flash of impatience flashed in his eyes.

I don't know how long this transformation will last. If it weren't for the fact that the things these people did could be cleared out, he wouldn't waste time on these trash.

The method of finding a fault and dismissing it is not suitable for these people who think they are seniors. Only by smashing conclusive evidence in their faces can they kill them with one blow.

"Your matter will be handled by someone tomorrow, let's talk about it."

The slender fingertips tap the files on the desktop.

A few thin sheets of paper carry many unknown and dirty transactions, and determine the future of many people.

Ji Sui seized the time to end the meeting within three hours. The memory of the last time only stayed around three hours. The things about him must not be known by the group of shareholders with different ideas, otherwise they will Set off a bloodbath.

He had to go back to Song Shushu's house lightly. While paying attention to the time, Ji Suishi tidied up the room according to Song Shushu's old habits. He had never done these housework before, and the housekeeper always took care of it, but every time he watched Song Shushu hum Song, with a relaxed look.

There were a few bouquets of flowers in the vase with withered and yellow leaves. He imitated her example and carefully cut them off with scissors. However, because he was really unskilled, he almost cut off the bouquet next to him with the scissors. Fortunately, he finally loosened his grip.

After gaining experience, it becomes more cautious to start again.

He quickly finished the big activity of cutting flowers, relaxed his tense muscles, and moved a little away to appreciate his masterpiece.

A few bouquets of peonies are leaning against the side of the vase, and cappuccino is dotted among them. It has to be said that although the technology is a little worse, the basic aesthetics are still very online.

The more he looked, the more motivated he became, so before the clock rang at zero o'clock, Ji Suishi enthusiastically wiped the floor and washed a set of cups. If it wasn't for the fear of the washing machine making too much noise, he even wanted to remove the sofa cover Try changing the sofa cover.

"Hey, are you hungry?"

Song Shushu came out of the bedroom yawning early in the morning, his eyes hadn't been opened, and he was wandering around the house relying on muscle memory.

I reached out my hand to find an empty space in the cabinet, then opened my eyes with difficulty, and looked at the neatly stacked cans inside in doubt.

"When did I pack it up? How come I have no memory at all?"

Ji Sui Shi was scratching his head uncomfortably, his ears were extremely perky, trying to pass the test with cuteness.

Speaking of which, he also has his own little thoughts. Last night, while she was asleep, he hid those canned food and cat strips with strange smells deep in the cabinet. He knows her usage habits and puts things in a convenient place. where to get it.

However, no matter how big Song Shushu's brain is, she would never have guessed him. It's just that she is still in a chaotic state, so she doesn't think much about it.

"This flower?"

After a night of tossing, the flowers in the vase finally showed signs of decay this morning.

"How did it dry up like this?"

Song Shushu regretfully threw the flowers in the vase into the trash can, and placed an order for some fresh flowers on his mobile phone.

“Eustoma is also good at this time”

Ji Sui was eating the canned food in front of him one after another, always paying attention to her movements.

I was afraid that she would see something was wrong.

But soon he was relieved.

Song Shushu looked at the beating names on the phone, and felt that today's beginning was a bit inauspicious, and his eyes gathered and scattered with the white smoke from the toaster.

The phone rang for a while, then it quieted down, and then it vibrated crazily again. Taking a deep breath, Song Shushu answered the phone, "Aunt Liang."

Uncharacteristically, Liang Chunxue was unreasonably enthusiastic today, "Oh, Xiao Shu, have you woken up yet?"

With such a tone, Lao Song must be on the sidelines.

With a ding, the steaming toast popped out with a sweet smell.

"Well, I'm having breakfast."

Song Shushu picked up the bread with a tong, put it on a plate beside him, and then spread the homemade blueberry sauce, moving slowly, she wanted to see what the show was going on.

"Xiao Shu, you talked about your boyfriend, why didn't you tell your family about it? We didn't know until the boy came to visit at home. How bad it is."

Her movements stopped, and she was so rare that she was a little confused, "What boyfriend? I don't have a boyfriend."

What cat and dog thing?It's no reason to come early in the morning to respond to people.

"Hmph! Everyone has come to visit at home! You still say you're not your boyfriend?"

Song Qingxiang, who had been listening to the phone all the time, spoke with anger that had not dissipated.

This daughter is really going too far, and she even hides it from her family when she finds a partner.

"I don't know any boyfriend. There is a high probability that he is a liar. You can kick him out."

Song Shushu didn't want to get involved in this big drama at all. With Song Shishi, she knew that the drama was not going to be a good one. If she really listened to them and went home, there might not be some ghosts and monsters waiting for her.

"It's the boy you dated last time," Liang Chunxue "kindly" reminded.

"Oh, we've all seen photos taken by others. Now that many people know that you are in a relationship, don't be shy and deny it."

"What picture?"

The last trace of expression on Song Shushu's face also disappeared, and the scene of eating with that teacher last time flashed in her mind. At first she thought it was an illusion, but she didn't expect that someone was secretly taking pictures.

Is it a coincidence or did you do it on purpose?

Liang Chunxue's goal must be stocks, but what about that man's goal?
Was it innocently involved or was it involved?

In just a few seconds, several thoughts turned back and forth in her mind.

After Song Shushu finished eating the toast that was already slightly cold in his hands, he finally decided to go back.

Ji Suishi didn't hear the content of the phone call, but saw her ready to go out with a cold face, and felt that something happened to the Song family again.

Song Shushu wiped Ji Sui Shi clean, and added a few pieces of dried fish to his small bowl, only then remembered that he was still covered with rainwater.

Hot water poured down from the shaggy head and hit Sai Xue's skin, which soon became a little powdery, and the water mist gradually spread in the small bathroom, with black hair and snowy skin indistinct.

Today, the cold wind has been blowing for a while, and it took a long time for the hot water to pour on her body before the limbs felt warm. She didn't stay inside for a long time, and went out after taking a hasty shower.

Holding a towel in her hand, she wiped the top of her head indiscriminately. She didn't have the urge to stay up late today to catch up on the manuscript due to the excessive emotional ups and downs, so she went straight to the soft bed.

Squinting his eyes and falling on the bed, a black shadow suddenly jumped up.

Song Shushu felt a little drowsy and was scared away, and looked at Ji Suishi who was standing beside the pillow with a little bit of shock, "Why did you take the initiative to come to bed today?"

Ever since he discovered that an accidental touch would cause changes, Ji Suishi avoided going into the bedroom to touch the sleeping Song Shushu.

But today her mood is really worrying. He once accidentally saw the rows of medicine bottles in the bedside cabinet, and after thinking about it, he felt terrified and frightened.

Song Shushu didn't know the rich drama in his heart, he just sighed, ah!My kitten can now take the initiative to cling to her!
Just like that, Ji Sui Shi watched her on the other side of the bed all night, Song Shushu's sleeping face was calm, and the sadness from inside and outside seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, Ji Sui Shi carefully stretched out his paws to touch her eyebrows lightly.

One click, two clicks, one second, five seconds.

Nothing happens.

Isn't it okay for him to actively touch it?

Look at the lips that have regained their rosiness, or is it only a kiss?

Ji Suishi was not in a hurry to verify this matter, and the matter was not in a hurry, the most urgent thing was to let her sleep well.

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"What the hell is this?"

Song Shishi took the towel handed over by the waiter quite dissatisfied, and wiped her rain-wet hair.

Lu Meng, who had arrived early in the private room, took another towel without a trace, and wiped the rainwater off her shoulders.

"The typhoon came too fast this time, so there was no accident on the road."

Song Shishi threw the wet towel back into the waiter's arms and motioned him to close the door and go out.

The little brother was not annoyed by the loss of the towel, his expression was calm, as if he was used to this kind of situation, he bowed slightly to the two of them, closed the door and walked out.

When he disappeared at the door, Lu Meng took off the mask on his face, pulled Song Shishi to sit on the seat, and handed her a glass of juice.

"How about some orange juice at the bar?"

Song Shishi pushed away the cup, looked contemptuously, and turned to look at the lively hall below.

The sound insulation of the private room is very ingenious. Sitting on the sofa, you can hear the lively DJ downstairs. The semi-suspended design allows you to have a panoramic view of the dance floor.

Lu Meng took back the orange juice carefully so as not to overturn it on the white dress, and explained softly: "I guess you drove here by yourself, so I ordered juice for you on my own initiative."

Song Shishi hummed twice, noncommittal.

Lu Meng looked at her face, picked up the topics of daily chat and slowly started chatting. After gossip about a few small stars, Song Shishi's anger brought about by the rainstorm and being at home barely dissipated. .

Seeing that his mood improved, Zhuangruo asked with concern: "Did your sister come home? You are so angry today."

Song Shishi's complexion changed when she heard the words, and she really didn't want to admit that she was angry just because her parents were talking about her sister at the dinner table and ignored such trivial things as herself. She introduced blind dates."

As soon as I mentioned this, I became a little emotional: "My mother actually mentioned it first! She actually took the initiative to introduce a partner to that person!"

Song Shishi has always been reluctant to mention Song Shushu outside, only willing to use "that person" to refer to him.

"Introduce someone?" Lu Meng showed a puzzled expression at the right time, "Your sister seems to be only a few years older than you, and the family is starting to worry?"

She threw a hook, and Song Shishi also followed her words as expected: "It doesn't matter to me whether she is on a blind date or getting married, but why was it introduced by my mother? My mother is always the first time when something happens." Discuss it with me! And my dad, I ate some shrimp that I didn’t like, but he didn’t even give me a look? He clearly knows that I don’t like shrimp!”

The little princess who grew up with thousands of pets on weekdays began to lose her temper when things went wrong. Lu Meng felt speechless after hearing this.

Looking at Song Shishi who was drinking and drinking by herself with complicated eyes, she didn't know if the girl was stupid or stupid. As far as their family was concerned, with her mother's tricks, even an outsider would know that it was definitely not true. It's a "good thing" as it sounds.

Most likely it was some kind of means to suppress that sister, Lu Meng actually felt a little sympathy for the sister who had never met.

Song Shishi couldn't answer, so he could only find another way, "What does the blind date look like?" After all, it's not a good thing, Lu Meng complained from the bottom of her heart.

"He said he was a teacher who taught mathematics, and he was a relative of my mother who was a little sister. I took a peek at the photo, and he looked pretty good." After several glasses of strong wine, Song Shishi was already a little delirious. .

This state is most suitable for clichés.

Lu Meng picked up the cocktail she had prepared long ago, and quietly put the glass in her hand.Then, watching Song Shishi finish his drink, he picked up the cocktail and took a sip.

"Let's not talk about those unlucky things first." Lu Meng asked her directly after she drank the wine, "Do you still have contact with the owner of the music manuscript I asked you about?"

If she can get the original manuscript, it must have a lot to do with the original, and she must come up with something this time.

"What music draft?"

"It's just a piece of paper with staff drawn on it, remember? The one you gave me." Lu Meng's tone was a little eager.

Song Shishi's expression seemed to be puzzled, and he frowned for a long time, and just when Lu Meng thought that he had nothing to gain today, he finally said, "You mean the piece of paper with ghost symbols on it?"

Ghost character?Waste paper?

Did she even glance at the content on the paper? The original manuscript of the song "Wind Up" that has become popular all over the Internet is from you!
Lu Meng looked at her with a somewhat ambiguous look in her eyes. It seems that the relationship between this original and Song Shishi is not good.

Otherwise, how could you give the manuscript to yourself who you just met not long ago without even looking at the manuscript?And how could they not even know about the plagiarism of this song that caused a lot of noise at that time.

"That's right, it's that kind of paper." The soft voice was a bit bewitching, "Then do you have any "waste paper"?"

　In the past two days, I came to Yangcheng from Shandong to start a job. I was in a hurry and couldn’t take care of the update. I’m really sorry. Some version conflicts were completely messed up because of the change of computer. Wait for Qiuqiu to adapt to it for a few days I will revisit the last few chapters after living in the community. Today I thought I could finish the update before twelve o’clock, but I didn’t expect it to be just a few seconds after twelve o’clock when it was sent out (crying and crying) Quanqin Feifei

　　pps: Because you can't log in to the entertainment software if you use the intranet in the company, you can only rely on quietly typing in the memo.So it will be a little slow.I try to keep it updated
　　
　
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