forced to become president

Ji Huaiyu didn't get up, just sat on the chair and looked up at him, with a smile in his eyes: "Aren't you afraid that Mr. Sheng will come and arrest me in person?"

Sheng Jue didn't look at him at all, so naturally he didn't receive his gaze, so he pulled the chair beside him and sat down, and said to Lawyer Yi opposite, "Continue."

Lawyer Yi withdrew his imagination from the seemingly unharmonious atmosphere between the two of them, and continued, "Oh, there is one more thing..."

Ji Huaiyu was not interested in listening to what he had to say, the conference room was too boring, so he could only focus on Sheng Jue's profile.

The profile of Sheng Jue was as stern as his temperament, and Ji Huaiyu's gaze shifted from Sheng Jue's forehead to his straight nose bridge, and then to his slightly pursed thin lips, which seemed a little pale.

Regardless of Sheng Jue's temper, this appearance is enough to drive women crazy. I don't know which Guanyin Bodhisattva sister accepted him in the end. Even if he is a Bodhisattva, he will have to be forced into an iron fan princess by this turtle-haired cleanliness man.

Sheng Jue noticed his gaze, turned his face to the side and frowned: "Did you hear clearly?"

"Listen clearly," Ji Huaiyu replied boldly, "My father just left me to you when I was dying. Brother Sheng Jue, I will appoint you as Henghui's new CEO today. We will still live in peace as before. non-interference."

I don't know if he was stimulated by his attitude of brother or foolishness, Ji Huaiyu felt that Sheng Jue's breathing was stagnant, and finally looked into his eyes, with a rare bit of anger in his tone: "Do you think I am willing?"

Yes, Sheng Jue should really be unwilling, Ji Huaiyu thought, isn't this a thankless effort, the company is managed by Sheng Jue, and he sits and collects the money.

So he comforted: "It's okay, I will buy the company when the time stipulated by my dad arrives a year later. Americans have long wanted to buy our company. When the time comes, we will share the money, what should we do?" what."

Ji Huaiyu obviously saw Sheng Jue's black pupils tighten.

He quickly changed his words: "Then let's do this, all the shares will be transferred to you, and I will keep 5% for eating, drinking and having fun. Anyway, I never thought of inheriting the company..."

Sheng Jue's anger finally accumulated to an unbearable level, he directly pushed the document in front of him, and said coldly: "Sign it."

Really too lazy to say a word to him, Ji Huaiyu was not displeased at all, took the document, picked up the pen, and signed his elegant cursive signature one by one.

Then Sheng Jue took out a few copies from the document, and signed his own name in the signature area at the bottom. His handwriting was not as elegant as Ji Huaiyu's, chic but neat.

Ji Huaiyu felt that Sheng Jue didn't want to stay with him for a moment, and after handing over the documents to Fei Qing, he got up and said to him, "I still have a meeting, you go to my office for a while, at 4 o'clock we will go to the house in the south of the city to pick up the belongings together .”

"OK," Ji Huaiyu was clearly arranged, and when he reached the door of the conference room, he shouted from behind: "I'm going out for a while, I haven't eaten yet when I come back."

Sheng Jue ignored his aggrieved expression, explained a few words to Fei Qing, and left.

Ji Huaiyu stayed in Sheng Jue's office, and kept feeling that this was indeed Sheng Jue's office. There was no debris on the rosewood desk, the books on the bookshelf behind him were neatly placed, and the sofa and carpet were clean enough to be wiped. Face.

Not only is there no decoration, there is not even a single green plant, the whole office looks empty and lifeless.

Ji Huaiyu closed the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows, then lay down on his spotless sofa and began to take a nap until Fei Qing put the dishes of his favorite hotel in front of him.

Ji Huaiyu winked at her: "It's better for you, do you think Sheng Jue treats someone who has just experienced the pain of losing his father?"

"Actually, the death of the old chairman has dealt a heavy blow to Mr. Sheng. I can see that he is not in a good mood these two days."

"As far as his paralyzed face, where did you see it?"

In fact, Ji Huaiyu understood that Sheng Jue probably felt worse than him when his father died. After all, he was adopted by Ji Ding since he was six years old. A bit harsh, but at least raising him gave him everything he has now.

Fei Qing was amused by his words, and the corners of his lips curled up, and he felt that it was not good to talk about his boss behind his back, and continued to explain: "Actually, this meal was ordered by Mr. Sheng. Mr. Sheng didn't target you, but he was too sweet Tired. He hasn't closed his eyes for a long time to deal with the company's affairs in the past two days."

Ji Huaiyu bit the Bingmei pork ribs in the bowl, thinking of the trace of fatigue on Sheng Jue's brow just now, he rarely felt a little guilty, although he forgot it after eating.

Since his father's accident, Ji Huaiyu's mobile phone has been receiving messages non-stop, besides his circle of friends, and his father's business friends.When they were forced by his father to attend the banquet, they would not have looked at him as an illegitimate son.

Behind the earnest greetings, I don't know what jokes are waiting to be seen.Ji Huaiyu tilted his head and smiled mockingly, and simply turned off the phone.

There was still a while before Sheng Jue's meeting ended, Ji Huaiyu was bored and lazy, turned on the phonograph in Sheng Jue's office, and played a record in it.Then he sat at Sheng Jue's desk and turned on his computer.

I don't know what will be in Shengjue's computer, is it just office software?He definitely doesn't know how to play games, so... can he watch pornography?

Thinking of Sheng Jue watching pornography in the office in a suit and leather shoes, Ji Huaiyu couldn't help showing a grin with eight teeth, and began to try his password.

Tried Sheng Jue's birthday and name first, wrong.

Ji Huaiyu thought that he wouldn't be so perverted, and at the same time entered his father's birthday, wrong.

With the idea of ​​random experimentation, he entered his own birthday, and it turned out to be a mistake.

Ji Huaiyu kicked under the table, and the chair turned around under force, facing a button on the plain suit, and looking up, he met Sheng Jue's examining eyes.

It seems that Sheng Jue has been watching him enter his birthday into the password box just now. It is a bit embarrassing to pry into other people's privacy and be punctured on the spot, but Ji Huaiyu is not a thin-skinned person, so he stood up and raised his eyebrows at him and said: "Go!" Right? It's 59:[-], Mr. Sheng really can't make a mistake for a second."

Sheng Jue glanced at the computer screen, turned around and left without saying anything in the end.