Cute baby's sky-high pretty mom

Chapter 9

As soon as Ji Rui's car drove out of the gate of the mansion, the phone rang, and after two rings, it was answered automatically.

"A Rui, Jia Rong is here, you come and accompany her, don't keep making girls wait." Mr. Ji's loud voice came from the earphones.

"Dad, I don't know her well. There are some things in the company that I need to go back to deal with. You can chat with her."

Ji Rui opened the window halfway, and the cold north wind rushed in, instantly diluting the restless atmosphere in the car.

"A Rui, you are almost thirty, you should..."

It was rare for old man Ji to talk to Ji Rui so calmly, unexpectedly, Ji Rui was not interested in listening and interrupted the old man's words.

"Dad, didn't you make enough trouble with the incident earlier? What did you say at the beginning? You said that as long as someone succeeds, you don't care about me. Did you forget?"

If six years ago, Mr. Ji could still threaten Ji Rui with Ji's inheritance rights.Today, six years later, Ji Rui, who personally sent the Ji Group from the tenth place in the country to the top three camps, has strong enough wings. Apart from the father-son friendship, the old man has no leverage to blackmail Ji Rui.

It's a pity that the father-son relationship between the two broke up almost as early as when Ji Rui was eight years old. It is impossible for the old man to make Ji Rui obediently listen to him with such a shallow father-son relationship.

Mr. Ji on the other side of the phone probably understood this too. After a moment of silence, he said, "A Rui, the baby needs a mother."

Ji Rui didn't say a word, the baby's tearful expression flashed before his eyes.

"Dad, don't worry about this."

After speaking, he reached out and cut off the phone.

Not long after Ji Baobao was born, Ji Rui's two younger brothers had a son and a daughter respectively, but those two children were obviously not as favored as Ji Baobao in Ji's family.

Ji Rui vaguely understood why Mr. Ji was so indulgent to Ji Baobao alone, but he didn't want to think about it or delve into it.

For some things, if something is wrong, it is wrong. No matter how you remedy it afterwards, it will not change the result.It's like a broken mirror, no matter how hard you try, it can't be put back together.

When Ji Rui returned to the company, there was only one receptionist at the front desk, and he remembered that today is Saturday.

Originally, he planned to stay comfortably in the apartment until noon, and then return to the mansion to accompany the baby in the afternoon.

Now it seems that I have to work overtime here today.

Sitting behind the desk and looking at a lot of documents, Ji Rui always felt that something was missing. After thinking about it, he called the reception desk.

"Xiao Liu, make me a pot of coffee and come in."

The habit of a cup of coffee before work has lasted for many years.Today Le Tong was not here, and neither were the others, so he could only order the receptionist at the front desk to cook a pot for him.

After 15 minutes, Xiao Liu brought in the coffee and stood at the desk without leaving.

"Is something wrong?"

Ji Rui put down the coffee he had just picked up, and looked up at Xiao Liu.

"President, for lunch... I brought a bento, do you want to try it?" Xiao Liu asked hesitantly with her face flushed.

The Ji family has a special canteen, but today all staff are on holiday, and the canteen is no exception.In the past, if Ji Rui worked overtime, his exclusive secretary must also work overtime with him. Therefore, there is no need to bother others when making coffee and ordering takeaway.

Ji Rui looked away, opened the file, and said coldly, "No need!"

Xiao Liu looked embarrassed and lonely, and ran out with downcast eyes.

Ji Rui only took a sip of the coffee brought by Xiao Liu.Probably due to Le Tong's excellent handicrafts and supplies in the past six months, Ji Rui almost spit the coffee as soon as he put it in his mouth.

There are a lot of documents on the table, and his right-hand man is also his special assistant. During this time, he went to Europe to expand his business, so Ji Rui has more things at hand.

Ji Rui drank a glass of water and carefully processed the documents piled on the table. During this period, he answered a few calls. Most of them were friends in the business field who invited him to dinner or golf.

He was not in a good mood today, so he refused all these invitations one by one on the grounds of working overtime.

At noon, his stomach growled on time.

Le Tong is also to blame for this matter.

Originally, he used to eat irregularly, especially when he was busy, it was common for him to eat only one meal a day.But since Le Tong became his secretary, his daily diet has become very punctual.

Because, I don't know when, she will deliver the meal to him on time every day, like lunch, and if he works overtime at night, the same is true for dinner.

Ji Rui picked up the phone and wanted to order a takeaway, but his mind went blank, not knowing where to make the call.

I don't know how Le Tong did it. Anyway, she seems to know his taste very well. Occasionally, if it is not the food from the cafeteria, the taste of the takeaway is also very suitable for his appetite.

Therefore, he always eats with peace of mind, never caring where these takeaways are delivered.

"Oh... I see. Did she fall in love with you? No wonder..." Zhuo Jiarui's words suddenly rang in his ears again, and Ji Rui couldn't help frowning.

If what happened that night hadn't happened, he would have thought that Le Tong was a very caring, smart and well-behaved girl, but now it seems that everything is not that simple?
Ji Rui made a phone call to the hotel where he often dined, and when the general manager heard that it was Ji Rui, he repeatedly promised to deliver the food to Ji Rui as quickly as possible.

In less than half an hour, the general manager of the hotel personally delivered the food Ji Rui wanted, and handed his personal business card to Ji Rui, saying that if there is anything you want to eat in the future, just send it.

The dinner was delivered by the general manager himself as usual. After dinner, Zhuo Jiarui called and asked Ji Rui to play golf on Sunday morning.

On Sunday morning, Ji Rui arrived at the golf course as scheduled. Zhuo Jiarui saw him from a distance, and trotted up to meet him, but looked at Ji Rui carefully without saying a word.

Ji Rui glanced at him, "Are you constipated?"

Zhuo Jiarui coughed a few times, "You are constipated, am I afraid that you are still angry!"

In fact, Zhuo Jiarui still hasn't figured out how he offended Ji Rui that night.

Ji Rui took the club handed over by the caddy, "I'm not angry."

Hearing what Ji Rui said, Zhuo Jiarui let out a long sigh of relief.

Although Ji Rui is elusive, he seldom lies. If he says he is not angry, he is really not angry.

From Ji Rui's point of view, that night was really not called anger, but the sudden irritability and loss of interest, now that I think about it, I still feel inexplicable.

Zhuo Jiarui took the cue and chased after him, walking side by side with him.

"Hello, President Ji."

Usually, Zhuo Jiarui would call him that, most of them were asking for him.

"speak!"

Ji Rui swung his club and hit the ball.

"How much is your little secretary's cell phone, I want to ask her out for dinner!"

(End of this chapter)