Green tea with green plum

When Ji Yaoyao received the news of Tian Xiaxia's New Year's greetings several days in advance, she was busy making year-end summaries and new year plans in the studio.

She is the investor of this company, of course no one can ask Ji Yaoyao to do these things, but she has to know what she is doing.

Looking away from the computer screen, Ji Yaoyao stretched her neck, and only then did she see the news of Tian Xiaxia.

Seeing the bright hints in her words, Ji Yaoyao smiled unconsciously: "Thank you for your blessings, and I wish you a better new year."

While flipping through the phone, the front desk came in with a lot of gift boxes, and said beamingly: "Everyone, don't be too busy, the public relations department of Gu's Group has sent New Year's gifts over, and they all come to pick up their own gift boxes..."

As soon as this sentence came out, the studio, which was originally immersed in work, suddenly became lively: "It must be that the Gu family is rich and powerful, and the New Year gift boxes are so beautifully packaged."

"Let me be healthy and have something good."

Seeing everyone rushing in, the front desk hurriedly said: "Don't worry, everyone has one, and they are all unique, with your names printed on it."

In this way, everyone who received the gift became even more curious, and couldn't wait to find their own gift box, so they had to open it.

"Ah!" The colleague who opened it first jumped out happily, "It's the latest MacBook, now I can finally replace my old computer."

"My God, it's actually a bracelet from Hermes." Another girl was also ecstatic, holding the bracelet and looking at it again and again.

It took a long time before she was willing to wear the light brown enamel bracelet on her wrist, and prayed with her palms together: "The believer is willing to use ten catties of her own fat in exchange for Mr. Gu and her lover for a long time."

There were joyful voices in the studio one after another.

Ji Yaoyao sat in this sea of ​​flowing joy, the corners of her lips curled up unconsciously.

"Director Ji." The front desk came over, "This is a gift for you."

As she spoke, she put a big red gift box on Ji Yaoyao's table.

There was nothing in the gift box, and Ji Yaoyao didn't rush to open it like others.

"Thank you." She put the gift box aside and continued to work on what she was doing.

"Aren't you going to take a look first?" the front desk asked casually.

"No need." Ji Yaoyao didn't take her eyes off the screen.

She doesn't lack anything now, so naturally she doesn't have that much expectation for the so-called gift.

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In a blink of an eye, it was the 29th of the new year, and Ji Yaoyao dragged her suitcase home to celebrate the new year.

Her mother drove to the airport to pick her up, and hugged her precious daughter as soon as they met: "How come we lost weight again? Let's go home. The family has cooked a big goose for you."

Fearing that Ji Yaoyao would starve, Zhang Yulan packed a box of braised chicken feet and duck feet for Ji Yaoyao to eat while sitting in the car.

Although my hometown is only a small third-tier town, every time I go home during the Chinese New Year, I can always feel her new look.

Ji Yaoyao looked out the window while nibbling on the chicken feet, chatting with her mother from time to time: "The school gate of the second primary school was still dilapidated when I was in elementary school, but I didn't expect it to be renovated now."

"Is this bakery going out of business? Their pumpkin pie was my favorite when I was a kid."

Zhang Yulan echoed her without saying a word, until a brand-new shopping mall flew by outside the window, Ji Yaoyao said casually: "This new shopping mall looks pretty good, shall we go shopping tomorrow?"

"By the way!" Speaking of shopping malls, Zhang Yulan suddenly thought of something, "Yaoyao, that little Gu who came to our house before is not your ordinary colleague at all, is it?"

"Ahem..." Ji Yaoyao almost choked, she pretended not to understand, "Mom, which little Gu are you talking about?"

"Which little Gu could it be? Just the one Gu Yun on TV a few days ago. I didn't know until I saw the news that he is not an ordinary person at all. He is rich and powerful. No wonder he speaks and does things so methodically."

When Zhang Yulan mentioned this matter, her palms were sweaty, "Tell me what you are doing without telling us. Fortunately, your mother and I have never said anything wrong in front of her."

Speaking of this, Zhang Yulan pondered and asked again: "It should not be..."

Ji Yaoyao quickly shook her head and denied: "No, Mr. Gu is not such a narrow-minded person."

Besides, your daughter has done all the more embarrassing things, and it's not bad for you to say a word or two.

Ji Yaoyao cursed.

Only then did Zhang Yulan's heart sink back into her stomach, and she sighed: "But having said that, it doesn't matter how rich and powerful he is. He has lost his mother since he was a child, and his biological father is still a murderer. He is really a poor child. I'm afraid it will be this big New Year's Eve. There is nowhere to go, and I am alone."

Hearing her mother's words, Ji Yaoyao stopped gnawing on the chicken feet, and suddenly she couldn't taste the taste.

Zhang Yulan didn't notice the strangeness of her in the back seat, and then said to herself: "Little Gu is also very kind. I just found out when I chatted with the manager of the mall a few days ago. It turns out that there has always been someone from Xiao Gu secretly helping in our store. It's no wonder it's been going smoothly for more than a year, there's nothing troublesome, you can thank her for me and your dad some other day."

Zhang Yulan and Ji's father took care of the offline shops in her hometown, and Ji Yaoyao didn't know much about them.

When she heard the news suddenly, she didn't know how to react.

Thinking of this time last year, the situation of the Ji family was not easy due to internal and external troubles. Did Gu Yun take care of her at that time?

Ji Yaoyao couldn't eat well at all, so she just responded in a low voice: "Yes."

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It is said that Gu Yun's life may be deserted this year, but in fact, the Ji family is not very lively.

At this time in the past, Ji Mingyu would bring his wife and children back to his parents for a reunion, but since Ji Yaoyao took away the power of the Ji family this year, and after he tried everything possible to cheat less than half a cent from his family and company, he simply continued to celebrate the New Year. None of them are coming back.

There are only her and her parents at home, Ji Yaoyao doesn't feel deserted, on the contrary, even the sofa feels much more spacious.

After eating lunch on New Year's Eve, I sat on the sofa and watched TV, and no nephew made a fuss about watching Peppa Pig. It was really rare to live such a quiet year.

After eating and drinking, Ji Yaoyao watched variety shows for a while, and felt sleepy.

She yawned and happily went back to her bedroom to sleep.

No work to worry about, no need to do anything, Ji Yaoyao hasn't slept so soundly for a long time, until she was awakened by a burst of talking, she opened her eyes, only to find that the sky outside the window had already darkened.

Originally, I wanted to lie on the bed for a while, but a voice sounded out of place from outside the bedroom: "Mom, don't you think she is the only daughter in your eyes, and I am worthless, so am I not your son?"

"What are you talking about? The palms and backs of your hands are full of flesh. You and Yaoyao are both our own. How can you love one and not the other?"

When Ji Yaoyao heard it, there was no one but Ji Mingyu who could make her mother say this.

Sure enough, Ji Mingyu's voice sounded again: "Then why is the company in her hands, and I can't even pay for it?"

When he said these words, he was not without anger, and seemed to be hiding a bit of gnashing of teeth.

Why else, because he, Ji Mingyu, is worthless and a gambling dog. If the money falls into his hands, he will be beaten by meat buns, and he will never return.

Zhang Yulan, a real mother, couldn't say these words, but Ji Yaoyao was not so soft-hearted.

She straightened her clothes, opened the door and went out: "Yo, who am I supposed to be? It turns out that the filial son of our Ji family has come, and when the beggar comes to beg for food, he has to perform a lotus fall. With your attitude, you still want to come and ask for money. Do you really think that the company's money comes from the wind?"

Saying that, Ji Yaoyao looked slightly disgusted, and looked Ji Mingyu up and down.

At this time last year, he was still pretending to be a dog, thinking about the relationship between his brother and sister, and kept saying that he would rather die than hurt his family.

But now Ji Mingyu, who has been completely cut off from his source of income, is like a wolf dog that hasn't eaten meat for more than half a year, his eyes are full of fierce light: "Ji Yaoyao, I'm talking to my parents, what's your turn to get in the way?"

Ji Yaoyao didn't fear him at all, instead she sneered and sat down on the sofa: "It's useless to tell my parents, now all the money in the family is in my hands, it's okay if you want money, you have to give a valid reason. "

"What legitimate reason..." Ji Mingyu only knew that his wife was arguing for a divorce, and he took the child back to his mother's house, and the debt collectors came to him again, and the snowball got bigger and bigger, but his parents didn't want it this time. Unwilling to help.

Thinking of this, Ji Mingyu looked at Ji Yaoyao with hatred in his eyes: "You are not alone in Ji's family's money, Ji Yaoyao, why do you hold it so tightly by yourself, even before your parents are dead, you..."

"Ji Mingyu!" Hearing his words that were tantamount to curses, Ji Yaoyao's face completely sank.

Ji Mingyu knew he had made a slip of the tongue, and hurriedly stopped talking, still defending himself: "In short, I don't care, if you don't pay, everyone will not feel better."

It seems that Ji Mingyu is trying to see it poorly, and he has completely torn face with his family.

Ji Yaoyao has seen a lot of people of all kinds in the past six months. Ji Mingyu's trick might scare her in the past, but now it is absolutely impossible.

She picked up her mobile phone: "Are you going to make a fuss? Then we'll call the police right away to see what you're going to do."

"You..." Ji Mingyu's face changed, and he still insisted on bluffing, "Don't think that if you move out of this, I will be afraid. Anyway, if you don't pay me today, I won't leave."

"Whatever you want." Ji Yaoyao glanced at him, "If you really have the ability, make a big fuss, just go to the court and see if the judge will judge us to give you money."

Her words were merciless, and seeing that the call to the police was about to be called, Ji Mingyu finally couldn't bear it anymore, and left a sentence bitterly: "Ji Yaoyao, you wait for me!"

After finishing speaking, he left Ji's house in despair.

Sitting on the sofa, Father Ji who had witnessed everything said nothing, Zhang Yulan kept wiping away tears, and the room was very quiet.

Ji Yaoyao originally wanted to comfort them, but in the end she just moved her lips and didn't say anything.

With Ji Mingyu making such a fuss, the atmosphere at dinner was not so harmonious, and everyone ate on their own.

Ji Yaoyao was really bored and panicked, playing with her phone while drinking soup.

A message suddenly popped up on the screen.

It was from Gu Yun: "Happy New Year."

Such a simple message, Ji Yaoyao has no reason not to reply, she replied thank you.

Thinking of Gu Yun's secret care for the family's business, she added: "You too."

The person on the other end seemed to be holding the phone, without taking his eyes off the screen. It took less than ten seconds for Ji Yaoyao's message to be sent, and Gu Yun asked again: "Did you read the New Year's gift for you?"