Wealthy wolf dog

Ji Xiayang is not afraid to speak now, and he can quickly figure out a draft if he has an idea.His thoughts flowed smoothly, and he even had a little space to think about Ling Ziqing who was on the phone outside the balcony.

Is Ling Ziqing cold?What call takes so long?

Ji Xiayang instantly guessed that it was his father calling.Only his father, the big boss of the group, could make Ling Ziqing pay so much attention to him, listening to the phone while blowing the cold wind outside with a serious face.

Considering his father's nagging temperament, he guessed that Ling Ziqing would have to make a phone call for a while, so he speeded up his summary and concluded simply, "Tomorrow morning is a holiday, and we will hold a celebration banquet at Xunya Hotel at noon."

Everyone suddenly regained their spirits.

This kind of celebration banquet is great. You can eat high-end hotel meals when you go there, without having to work.

Hearing everyone's cheers and laughter, Ji Xiayang was also happy, "Okay, let's go home and rest."

After dismissing the others, he took his coat and prepared to give it to Ling Ziqing.

Ling Ziqing had already ended the call and was opening the balcony door.

Ji Xiayang went up to help put on his coat, "It's cold outside, right? My dad is serious, calling in the middle of the night..."

Ling Ziqing didn't refuse his coat, and asked softly, "What were you cheering for just now?"

"Go to the Xunya Hotel tomorrow for a celebration banquet."

"The last time you asked me to pick a restaurant, was it for this?"

Ji Xiayang chuckled, "That's right! I asked Xiao Zheng to book the venue. The venue is big enough for them to bring their families. Lao Yu also agreed that he will fly at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning, no matter how late it will be." It's time for lunch. We will make tonight's results into a celebration card and prepare a surprise for him."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Ling Ziqing eagerly.

Compliment me, how thoughtful I am, I have fully prepared for the celebration banquet without you reminding me.

Ling Ziqing did show a smile, but he just said lightly: "Then I can rest assured."

Ji Xiayang was disappointed that he didn't get the compliment.

But he took a look at Ling Ziqing, who was drooping his eyes and pursing his lips, clutching his coat with his pale fingers, and let worry prevail in his heart, "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

"No, I have something to say."

"Okay, I'm listening."

Ji Xiayang was very casual, blinked his eyes and waited to hear after answering.

Ling Ziqing looked around at the people who hadn't left, but didn't speak for a while.

"Oh! It's a secret." Ji Xiayang was still casual, leaning his ear sideways, "I'm listening."

Ling Ziqing's first sentence was a sigh.

Ji Xiayang finally found out that something was wrong, and looked puzzled, "What's wrong? Did I make a mistake?"

"No," Ling Ziqing pursed his lower lip, and tried to speak again, "I..."

Suddenly, a helpless cry came from the other side, "Mr. Ji, there is something wrong with the warehouse."

Ji Xiayang wanted to wait over there, but Ling Ziqing had put away his hesitant look of embarrassment, and said seriously, "Let's go and have a look first."

"Yeah." Ji Xiayang still remembered carrying the recliner over, "You sit, I'll do it."

Normally, Ling Ziqing would show a gratified smile and say "Come on".Today is different, Ling Ziqing still nods lightly, gathers the coat draped over his shoulders and stares down at his tightly gripped fingers.

Ji Xiayang was very worried.

How uncomfortable is this?I'll have to ask later.

The problem of the general warehouse is not complicated, but there are too many data in the big promotion, which leads to bugs in the system and the numbers do not match.The solution mainly depends on the technicians. In the past, Ji Xiayang just understood the situation and then gave him management authority.

Ji Xiayang solved it quickly, but when he turned around, he found that Ling Ziqing had disappeared.

The people next to him saw him looking around and asked, "Are you looking for Ling Zhu?"

"Yes. Where is he?"

"He sent Xiao Zhou and the others home."

Ji Xiayang suddenly realized, "Oh...it's quite inconvenient here. How do you go back? Do you want to see you off?"

It is now 1:23, all public transportation has stopped, and taxis and online car-hailing are not very easy to call.People who come to work can drive as long as they can, but there are still cases where they can't fit.

He also wanted to do a favor like Ling Ziqing did, but his colleague refused to accept it, "No, the car I called is coming soon. You are too tired after live broadcasting for several hours, let's rest."

Ji Xiayang didn't insist either, and turned around to send a message to Ling Ziqing: [Say it when you get home. 】

He went to wash up first.The live broadcast just now seemed normal, but he had to pay attention to his expression, keep talking to keep the scene from cooling down, and hold back the heart of "I want to sell goods" to maintain that he is not short of money, just a random person who just eats, he is exhausted.

Ji Xiayang struggled to finish washing, fell on the bed and wanted to check his phone for a while, but found that his mind was messed up and completely muddled.

It's all sleepy.

He clearly saw Ling Ziqing's reply of "I'm home", so he wanted to say a few words.My mind was thinking, my body was exhausted to the point of emptiness, and I was gradually swallowed by tiredness, and I had a dream that I had already replied to the message.

The next day, Ji Xiayang woke up and found that something was wrong, "Ahhh why is it 11 o'clock! Ahhh I didn't reply to the message at all."

He checked the unread messages, saw Ling Ziqing's "I'm home", and also saw the one-minute-long voice from the general manager Yu Wenlin.

What's the matter?

Ji Xiayang first said [Morning] to Ling Ziqing, and then clicked on Yu Wenlin's voice message.

"Xiao Ji, let's hold the celebration banquet and the farewell party together. The celebration banquet should not be limited to the live broadcast project, but along with other achievements of the big promotion, let's list the improvement of the Yuesi store and get in touch.

Yu Wenlin's voice was low, and he spoke in a noisy airport.

Ji Xiayang frowned when he heard this, and murmured in his heart.

What's this all about.

He knew that Yu Wenlin should get off the plane, so he made a phone call.

Yu Wenlin quickly picked it up, "I just got in the car. You guys eat first."

"I didn't go either." Ji Xiayang rolled his eyes, "What did you say about the farewell party? What did you contact?"

"Do you want to do it separately?"

"No, I want to ask who to send."

"Ziqing."

"……what?"

Ji Xiayang couldn't believe it, and asked in a daze.

Yu Wenlin was silent for a moment before answering, "Ziqing is going back to the headquarters. Don't you know? Director Ji told me personally."

"..."

"Hello? Can you hear me?"

Ji Xiayang recovered from the shock, and pinched himself hard.

hiss--

It will hurt, and it will swell after the pain.

But he doesn't care about the pain now, he feels the bad news of "Ziqing is leaving" echoing in his ears, scratching him like a knife.

Ziqing is leaving, what should he do?

Ling Ziqing originally wanted to talk to Ji Xiayang about leaving, but was delayed due to various factors.

When I was at Ji Xiayang’s house, there were too many people, so it was inconvenient to talk; when sending messages, I was too thoughtful, and felt that cold words without emotions would make Ji Xiayang feel uncomfortable, so I gave up speaking, my mind was in a trance, my throat became hoarse, and I felt like I was in a trance. Voice and phone calls are not very good.

Ling Ziqing didn't want to talk about it in the middle of the night, so he endured it and went to sleep.

Then he encountered long-lost insomnia.

Ling Ziqing fell asleep at 4 o'clock and was woken up by the alarm clock at 6 o'clock.He checked the information in a daze, and found that Ji Xiayang still hadn't replied, but Mr. Ji told him to put aside the matter of the branch office and go there first.

He drank a cup of coffee and continued to work, and he was busy until 12 o'clock.

There are already several missed calls and 2 unread messages in the phone.

Ji Xiayang: [Morning. 】

Ji Xiayang: [Are you going back to the headquarters?why did not you tell me! ! ! 】

The emotional difference between the first and the second article made him a little confused.

Ling Ziqing could roughly guess that Ji Xiayang heard about it from someone else, so he made a phone call.

Ji Xiayang quickly picked it up with a bad tone, "Hello!"

Ling Ziqing didn't talk too much, and went straight to the point, "That's what I wanted to tell you last night."

"I'm leaving. It's not hard to say four words, right?"

"I don't want to be so casual."

"Aren't you very casual when you go back to the headquarters!"

"You calm down."

Ji Xiayang became even angrier when he heard that, "I'm very calm, and I'm still preparing for the farewell party! Fuck, the whole company knows you're leaving, and they all come to ask me what to do with the farewell party!"

Ling Ziqing did not ignore the inappropriate language in the long sentence, "Don't swear."

"Can you control it!"

"Okay, you can do whatever you want. I'll talk about it in the past."

When Ji Xiayang heard that he was coming, he softened his tone, "They asked when you will arrive?"

Still stubborn.Ling Ziqing was helpless, but still answered Ji Xiayang, "In 40 minutes."

"Oh! Got it!" Ji Xiayang hung up the phone readily.

Ling Ziqing sighed, packed his things and prepared to go to the parking lot.

Before he confiscated it, he was called by Mr. Ji.Waiting with Mr. Ji was a young girl in her early twenties, wearing a light-colored embroidered dress, elegant and generous, which matched the silk and satin national style gift box in her hand.

Mr. Ji introduced, "This is my assistant Ling Ziqing, and this is Fang Feifei, the owner of Fangfei Pottery Studio."

Fang Feifei put down the gift box, got up and handed the business card.

Ling Ziqing took it respectfully, greeted him and gave his own.

Mr. Ji didn't mean to exchange greetings with them, and motioned Fang Feifei to open all the gift boxes on the table, "Which one do you think Xia Yang likes?"

Looking at the noble and elegant ceramic crafts, Ling Ziqing guessed that Ji Xiayang would not like them either.

But he couldn't tell the truth, he seemed to have chosen a brightly colored one that suits Ji Xiayang's lively temperament, "Both are very good, but I think the young master should like this one more."

Mr. Ji looked at it carefully, and nodded, "Yes, a prosperous life is suitable for his violent temper."

Ling Ziqing guessed that he wanted him to take it with him, and kept agreeing, "Well, the implication of the lettering is also good.

Fang Feifei looked at him, and suddenly said, "Actually, I can give you two kinds, one with good meaning and one with good intentions. Director Ji, the best kindness is tailor-made. I brought a style that can be quickly customized."

Mr. Ji was obviously more interested, "Show me."

Ling Ziqing was secretly anxious beside him, complaining in his heart—what?Still want to customize?If you go on like this, you won't be able to catch up in 50 minutes.

He wanted to talk to Ji Xiayang and find an excuse, "Ji Dong, why don't you let me call the young master and find out what style he likes."

Mr. Ji struggled for a moment, then turned to Fang Feifei, "Your brother has the same temper as Xia Yang... Do you think I should ask?"

Fang Feifei replied cautiously, "I don't know Xia Yang, but I know my brother's temperament. He likes surprises the most, and he may like anything, let me play freely."

Mr. Ji: "Then don't ask."

Ling Ziqing: "..."

Gifts that can be customized include mugs, pen holders, and teapots, all of which are practical gifts that can be quickly painted with unique colors and engraved with exclusive blessings.Mr. Ji obviously liked these more, picked the cup and began to consult with Fang Feifei.

"When will it be done?"

"What kind of pattern do you want?"

"let me see."

"No hurry, I'll get the tools."

Ling Ziqing immediately said, "Let me help you."

He left the office smoothly and found time to make a phone call to Ji Xiayang.

Ji Xiayang was quite unhappy, "How long will it be late? Is one hour enough?"

"It should be enough."

"should?"

"Director Ji has something to ask me, I'm not sure when it will end."

"Okay, I'll wait."

Ji Xiayang knew that he didn't want to be late, so he calmed down and expressed his understanding.

Ling Ziqing continued to work on things here.Together with Mr. Ji, he wanted to carve a pattern and helped Fang Feifei find tools.Fang Feifei found out that he knew how to engrave tools, so she boasted in surprise, and he gave a perfunctory smile, his eyes mostly stayed on the engraving, so hurry up.

Mr. Ji looked at the two young people sitting close, and fell into deep thought.

An hour later, the gift was finally complete.

Fang Feifei packed the gift and handed it to Mr. Ji.After looking at it, Old Master Ji smiled with satisfaction, and transferred it to Ling Ziqing's hands.

"Ziqing, please give it to Xia Yang."

"No trouble, it should be."

Mr. Ji immediately arranged a troublesome matter for him, "You can send Feifei off. Her studio is in Linyuan Lane, so let's go along the way."

Ling Ziqing agreed out of courtesy, "Okay. Boss Fang, please."

He also helped Fang Feifei get the tools and went downstairs.Seeing that he was carrying things in both hands, Fang Feifei felt embarrassed, and explained with a blushing face that "the assistant is on leave" and wanted to get things back from time to time.

Of course Ling Ziqing said it was fine, and said with a smile, "Help me press the elevator."

Fang Feifei smiled, and then went to the parking lot to help him find the car keys in the briefcase.

"The first one is to unlock. Okay, is it okay to put it in the back seat?"

"Tools can be put away, and gifts can be held by me."

"What about after you get out of the car?"

"Well...how about I go to Xunya Hotel too. The afternoon tea there is good."

They were discussing how to put presents, when a gloomy voice suddenly came from the side, "Do you want to go to the celebration banquet together?"

Ling Ziqing turned his head and saw Ji Xiayang who was full of displeasure, "Why are you here?"

Ji Xiayang still kept his tone down, his voice was terribly low, "You said it was over in an hour, and I'll be here. Ma'am, do you want to attend the banquet together?"

Fang Feifei was taken aback by Ji Xiayang just now, she dared not agree when she heard this, "No, thank you for the invitation."

"Sorry," Ling Ziqing cleaned up the mess, "This is Young Master Ji. He's been waiting for someone for a long time, and he's a little unhappy."

Ji Xiayang snorted, "I'm very unhappy."

Ling Ziqing: "..."

How does this make him answer the phone?

Fang Feifei didn't know how to answer the words, so she came up with a way to escape, "Then I won't waste your time. Let's go first, I wish you a good time."

Fang Feifei picked up the toolbox from the back seat, turned around and walked away, running and flying in high heels.

Ji Xiayang finally eased his complexion, showing a hearty smile, "She's considered sensible."

Ling Ziqing became depressed, "Why are you so rude?"

"She's rude! Look through your bag!"

"I made her flip it."

"Are you that familiar?"

"Just met. She came to help you make a present."

Ling Ziqing pointed to the gift box in the front seat, hoping that Ji Xiayang would get over his bad temper after realizing the reality.

Ji Xiayang became even more irritable, "Who cares! I don't want it!"

"That was customized by Director Ji for you."

"Do you have to be so obedient? He introduced you to the woman just now! Do you want to marry her right away?"

Ling Ziqing was taken aback by this topic, "Huh? Director Ji just asked me to take her home."

"Isn't this just creating opportunities!"

"It's a courtesy."

"You are so polite, why are you late?"

"..."

Ling Ziqing was sure that this young master had already entered the mode of making trouble for no reason.

He was depressed, but he didn't intend to continue arguing.This is the parking lot of the group headquarters, and someone may pass by in the next second.The celebration banquet over there is still waiting for them to go, and the delay will not be good.

Ling Ziqing took a deep breath and admitted his mistake, "Yes, my fault. Let's go now."

Seeing him subdued, Ji Xiayang became less angry, "Take my car?"

"Okay." Ling Ziqing subconsciously went to get the gift box on the co-pilot.

Ji Xiayang frowned instantly, "I said no! Throw it away!"

As he spoke, he reached out to grab him.

Ling Ziqing's arm was suddenly grabbed, and it hurt a little.He could bear the pain, but he couldn't bear Ji Xiayang's bad attitude, "Ji Xiayang, you must accept this gift."

"No."

"Then I'm not going."

"You are sick, you did this for a broken gift box."

"It's you who makes the trouble first."

Ji Xiayang scratched his head irritably, "I don't want to do this either, but..."

Ling Ziqing silently waited for the next sentence.

Ji Xiayang didn't finish speaking, and turned to look at him, "Do you know why I'm so angry?"

"Because I'm late?"

"Because my dad wants to introduce someone to you."

Ling Ziqing frowned, "Could it be..."

Ji Xiayang looked expectant, "Did you guess it?"

Ling Ziqing thought for a moment, and asked a reasonable guess, "Do you know Fang Feifei?"

"..." Ji Xiayang rolled his eyes and roared, "I don't even know her name!"

Ling Ziqing frowned again, "Don't swear."

Ji Xiayang suddenly approached.

Ling Ziqing retreated subconsciously and carefully until he was cornered.

When Ji Xiayang is not smiling, he is not cute at all. His brows are heroic, and his figure is lean. The sharp movement of raising his hand against the wall can lock him firmly, and also show all the muscle lines under the shirt.

Only then did Ling Ziqing realize that Ji Xiayang was dangerous.He wanted to find a place to escape, but was held down by the shoulder.

Ji Xiayang acted arrogantly, but his voice was soft, "Do you want to know why?"

"..." Ling Ziqing had no choice but to cooperate and ask, "Why?"

Ji Xiayang approached, gritted his teeth and said the answer: "Because I like you."

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