Wife-chasing crematorium of a wealthy old man

"Never again, I assure you, Axun." Qi Zhijie's arms were tightly wrapped around Mu Xun's shoulders, and his tone was firm, as if making a solemn oath.

"Understood, you...you loosen up a bit, if you want to strangle me, just say so." Mu Xun was held in the arms of the man, and the man hugged him so tightly that he couldn't breathe .

The man loosened up slightly, giving him a little room to breathe, but still hugged him tightly.

"I'll come back when things are done. I'll definitely come back as soon as possible."

After returning, Qi Zhijie kept telling Mu Xun that he would come back early, and that he would call him every day, and kept promising that he would not be the same as before.

Mu Xun just stared at him with those shiny fox eyes, not knowing whether this guy was trying to appease him or himself.

"Qizhi Festival."

"What's the matter?" The man just closed the suitcase, when he heard Mu Xun calling him, he immediately turned his head to look at him.

"I believe in you, don't be afraid." He walked up to the man, raised his head and kissed the man's cheek, "Or, I can go to Lanjing to accompany you."

Of course, Qi Zhijie had considered taking Mu Xun with him a long time ago, but he still couldn't figure out Zehua's current situation, so it would definitely be a dangerous thing to return to Lanjing.

If he brings Mu Xun with him, he is afraid that he will put Mu Xun in danger.

There are countless shady methods in the market, and people have to guard against them.

It is safest for Mu Xun to stay in Fudong.

"Ah Xun, the scheming of those people in Lanjing, if they know of your existence, I don't know how they will deal with you." The man looked at him, his eyes getting darker.

"I'm not afraid."

"But I'm afraid." Qi Zhijie put his hand on his shoulder, and said in a serious and urgent tone, "My old man, you should also know that a person like him can't escape being calculated by others. You have to use a cane, Axun, I will never allow you to be in danger, not at all."

He spoke firmly, with an undeniable appearance.

Mu Xun pursed his lips slightly, and could only nod his head, "Then I'll wait for you at Fudong."

"Okay." The warmth of the man's palm reached Mu Xun's heart through his shoulders.

Man is an eight o'clock plane in the morning.

Mu Xun was sleeping soundly while lying beside him, he couldn't bear to wake him up, so he turned on a dim yellow light by the bedside, and just looked at him quietly.

He really wished that time stopped at this second.

Never move forward.

Mu Xun closed his eyes tightly, breathing long and reassuringly.

Qi Zhijie got out of bed lightly, changed into clothes, and smoothed out every wrinkle on her body.

Before picking up the suitcase and going out, he returned to the edge of the bed and looked down at Mu Xun.

The man seemed to be still in a deep sleep.

He couldn't bear to wake him up, or say goodbye to him.

He bent down and kissed Mu Xun's warm forehead.

He didn't dare to stay any longer, and got up quickly, but still couldn't help but look at the man a few more times.

I can't bear it, I really can't bear it.

Mu Xun didn't know what kind of expression and state Qi Zhijie had when he left.

Because, he didn't dare to open his eyes until he heard the sound of the door being opened and closed again.

In fact, he didn't fall asleep at all, he was just afraid that Qi Zhijie would leave.

He didn't want to watch him go with his own eyes, he was afraid that he would be reluctant to let go.

Therefore, he could only pretend to be asleep to escape the man's departure.

When Qi Zhijie kissed himself just now, his eyes were tightly closed, and he almost burst into tears in disobedience. He almost couldn't help but want to hook the man's neck to prevent him from leaving.

Really, I almost couldn't bear it.

It was obvious that the man left less than 2 minutes ago, but he already didn't care about those messy worries, he just wanted to rush out and walk with him.

Qi Zhijie didn't know that Mu Xun was awake, and was afraid of disturbing his sleep, so he waited until the plane landed before sending him a message to report his safety.

Old Dog Qi: Arrived in Lanjing, are you awake?

The moment Mu Xun saw the message pop up, he jumped up from his chair and posted a photo.

As soon as Qi Zhijie came out of the VIP passage pushing his suitcase, he clicked on his phone and saw the breakfast that Mu Xun had taken for himself.

A Xun: I'm having breakfast, have you eaten yet?

Suddenly, a tall man in formal attire with bluetooth on his ear came towards him: "President Qi, the car has been arranged, follow me."

The gentle expression on Qi Zhijie's face disappeared without a trace in an instant, and those peach blossom eyes were full of indifference and alienation.

He nodded: "The matter of my return..."

"Don't worry, no one knows except Director Ji."

"Okay, go directly to the company."

"Yes."

The plane was a little late, so when we arrived downstairs at Zehua's headquarters, it was already past two o'clock.

The board meeting was held as scheduled, and the table was full of old foxes besieging Ji Zhilun, a brat.

"Since Director Ji said that nothing happened to Mr. Ji, why didn't he show up?" The person who spoke was He Lianshan, an old shareholder of Zehua for many years. What waves are coming.

"Is there something that requires him to show up? Could it be that so many of us can't solve it?" Ji Zhilun looked serious, trying to calm down these old guys.

The small shareholder next to him immediately spoke out, sneering at him: "Huh, solve it? It's been so many days, Director Ji, have you solved it? How much money we invested in this project? If you can't solve it, shouldn't Mr. Ji come forward Is it resolved?"

"Yeah, we are counting on this project to pay back..."

"I think that if there is no one in Ji's family who can lead Zehua out of danger, it's better to let Xian, Director Ji, don't blame me for speaking bluntly. Just bring it up." He Lianshan buttoned up the jacket of his black suit and wrapped his big belly inside.

His tone was frivolous, and his contemptuous expression fell on Ji Zhilun without any concealment.

He can't beat Ji Menghua, and can't poison Qi Zhijie, but it is absolutely impossible for him to lose to this brat in front of him again.

"Let the virtuous? To which virtuous?" The door of the conference room was slowly opened, and Qi Zhijie in a gray coat was standing outside the door.

His indifferent and cold eyes swept over everyone in the seat, and slowly moved towards the head of the conference table.

Everyone, including He Lianshan, was astonished. Although there were no expressions on their faces, the sweat on their foreheads completely exposed them.

The scene where the winning ticket was at hand fell apart in an instant.

He Lianshan didn't expect Qi Zhijie to come back.

He actually will come back.

The man naturally took the main seat, looking sleepy.

He gave He Lianshan a look in his eyes, not to mention harsh, but it made the middle-aged man who had just been proud of his life flustered and dodged his eyes in a panic.

Qi Zhijie kept a cold face and was not in a hurry to speak.

Until the field was silent, only the second hand of the mechanical watch on his wrist was moving.

Only then did he speak again: "Rang Xian, who do the shareholders want me to hand over to?" In name, he is still the president of Zehua and the heir that Ji Menghua once personally acknowledged.

The tone is flat, but it just gives people an invisible sense of oppression.

It made people dare not even breathe, let alone yell at him.

The few small shareholders who followed He Lianshan immediately fell silent, and only hoped that Qi Zhijie would not settle accounts with them after Qiuhou.

And He Lianshan also knew that he had already offended the Ji family, no matter whether he admitted it or not, he couldn't get out of his body, and he might as well go forward.

"Mr. Qi, you haven't shown up for a long time, and you have disappeared from many positions in the company. It's no wonder I misunderstood..."

Before he could finish speaking, Qi Zhijie interrupted coldly: "Misunderstanding? Misunderstanding of what? Misunderstanding can replace me, is that so?"

Three questions, more than [-] people present were stumped.

The huge conference room was silent, and everyone was sweating profusely.

Qi Zhijie suddenly hooked his lips with a smile that was not a smile, and turned the white jade wrench on his left thumb: "Why, didn't everyone have a lot of ideas just now? You can bring it up now, let me listen."

"President Qi, you are back, we naturally believe that you can lead Zehua to overcome the difficulties in front of us." The person who said this was the small shareholder who made things difficult for Ji Zhilun just now, now with a flattering smile on his face I can't wait to hug Qi Zhijie's thigh and shake it.

Sitting on the side seat, Ji Zhilun couldn't resist not to roll his eyes when he saw this small shareholder's scumbag.

I really can't stand these old actors, turning faces is faster than turning books.

Everyone also nodded in agreement, expressing their support for the speech of the minority shareholders.

He Lianshan gritted his back molars, feeling so angry that his toothache ached, but he couldn't attack it.

Qi Zhijie was recognized as the heir at the age of 20, and led Zehua to the peak at the age of 30.

He has been with Ji Menghua since he was a child in dealing with the company's affairs, big and small. His scheming and calculation methods are all taught by Ji Menghua, an old fox, by precept and deed.

It took three months to stabilize Zehua, which was about to collapse, and three years to improve the scale and business of Zehua to the top of the country and even to the level of international standards.

The resources, land, business, and word-of-mouth of Zehua's subordinates are all the envy of his peers.

And at least half of such a good situation was made by Qi Zhijie.

Such a character, how can people not be afraid and not give in.

After all, if you follow him, you can get fat by just drinking broth.

"In this case, thank you for your trust. I will deal with the stalled projects of Zehua and Dujiang Group as soon as possible. I guarantee that the money and resources you have invested will be doubled." Standing up, with a calm expression and a firm tone, "If there's nothing else, let's go."

He ignored the people on the table and walked out the door on his own.

Seeing this, Ji Zhilun who was sitting at the side also got up from his seat: "Then everyone, go back and rest." After speaking, he followed Qi Zhijie out of the conference room.

Everyone in suits and leather shoes in the room couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but couldn't help but look at each other.

I'm afraid that I will offend Qi Zhijie.

As for He Lianshan, who was in his early years, he was wiping the cold sweat on his forehead with a handkerchief.

Today's Qi Zhijie has no time to deal with these old guys. When he left the meeting room, he said to Su Sheng, his secretary who had been with him for many years: "Bring the contract signed with Du Jiang to my office, and then inform Du Jiang Mr. Yang said that I will talk to him personally."

The author says:

I was so sleepy, the meeting lasted until nine o'clock, so it could have been changed earlier!hateful