Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

After leaving the office, Sun Ye suddenly said inadvertently: "The president rarely stays in the office to rest, and I don't know if the wife will worry... By the way, haven't you seen your wife yet?"

Tang Ranran's eyes flashed and said quietly, "No, she didn't participate in the last board meeting."

"You know quite well." Sun Ye gave her a meaningful look.

"This is my duty." Tang Ranran smiled. "Sun Zhu is more careful than me. I still have a lot to learn."

Sun Ye raised an eyebrow.

Cooperate with this woman and think he is boasting her? Is she really not understanding or is she acting silly?

Sun Ye simply pointed out. Fortunately, he and his wife also have three years of incense, and they can't let a woman who is deliberately overwhelmed stay with the president.

"You really still have a lot to learn." Sun Ye's tone is very polite, "The president has never been cold to women other than his wife. For the president, you are only a subordinate, so if you move anything that should not be moved Mindful, the president will let you leave immediately. Have you remembered?"

Tang Ranran gave him a surprised look.

"Of course I know." She smiled calmly, "Sun Zhu, you may have misunderstood me."

"I hope so." Sun Ye snorted softly, leading the elevator.

...

In the office, Ji Shiting received a call from Qiao Yanze.

He lit a cigarette and pressed the hands-free.

"Are you all right now?" Qiao Yanze's voice resounded in the empty office.

Ji Shiting paused: "What does it mean to be okay?"

"If you ask this, it's not good." Qiao Yanze snorted. "The sound is not right, where are you from?"

Ji Shiting did not want to answer this question, and even wanted to hang up the phone.

However, his silence explained the problem, and Qiao Yanze suddenly laughed: "Aren't you in the office? Was she driven out by the sister-in-law?"

"If it's okay, I hung up." Ji Shiting wrinkled his eyebrows, his voice deep.

"Don't." Qiao Yanze stood up for a second, "I have something to do, I want to ask your opinion."

Ji Shiting gave a "huh" sound and took a deep bite with a cigarette butt.

"The family dinner in the evening, my old man said, he will definitely retreat within two years." Qiao Yanze said in a calm voice, "Then, he will choose one of us to inherit his position."

Ji Shiting's pupils slightly enlarged: "Two years...Uncle Qiao is a reasonable person."

Qiao Yanze's father Qiao Fengnian is actually still young. It stands to reason that he can still stay in this position for at least five years. If he is energetic, ten years is not impossible. When Ting took over the T.S Group at the beginning of Ji Ji, Ji Ji was over seventy years old. But the children under him are already older. If he does not choose an heir sooner, the Fengqiao Group will inevitably fall into endless internal friction.

So Qiao Fengnian decided to retreat quickly. He did not directly choose the eldest son, which is equivalent to giving the other three children a chance. In the end, it is hard to say who will die.

Qiao Yanze snorted: "He is not sensible, he just realized that he is really old..."

"I remember, you have been on the side with your big brother?" Ji Shiting asked lightly.

"That's right." Qiao Yanze's tone was loose. "If it wasn't for the support of the elder brother, I might not be able to participate in the company's board of directors until now."