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Ji Sui's tone was light and there were not many fluctuations in the words. To the ears of people with ulterior motives, they were as deafening as thunder.

A few of the guilty ones began to break out in cold sweats, and those who thought they were doing nothing wrong also began to beat their heads inwardly, involuntarily beginning to reflect on their recent actions.

The only ones who were calm and composed were a few of his confidants. Among the faces that were disheveled and had not even had time to change out of their pajamas, they looked particularly strange.

On the screen, Yang Lai nodded to him, Ji Sui's eyes flashed, and after scanning the screen, he continued to speak, holding a stack of information with his fingers and shaking it.

The slender and well-jointed fingers played with the paper in his hand, and the faintly exposed chart looked very familiar.

Li Jie was already feeling guilty, and now he was even more upset. If he had known that this would happen today, why would he have believed Ji Liangzhe's nonsense like he was in a daze!

As early as the moment the video was automatically connected, he woke up his wife beside him and motioned for her to bring her spare mobile phone. His wife was about to have a seizure when she was woken up in the middle of the night, but only realized what happened when she saw his pale face.

Because of the importance, he suppressed his temper at the moment and quickly brought the spare machine from the study room.

[Mr. Ji! Didn’t you say that the chairman is seriously ill and will die soon?!]

【Who is that person who is full of energy and having a meeting in the middle of the night?!】

I sent out several messages with trembling fingers, and looked at the circles that followed each message, feeling a wave of despair well up in my heart.

It's over...

"Minister Li? Minister Li? Li Jie!"

"who?!"

Li Jie suddenly raised his head and looked around.

As soon as he raised his head, he looked at himself on the screen and looked at each other. Vice President Minghe looked at him with a bad tone. Seeing that he finally looked over, he frowned and repeated: "Mr. Li, Mr. Ji is asking you to talk about the projects of the past month."

situation."

"Ah, yes, project status." Li Jie repeated with a smile, not even bothering to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Project status..." My mind went blank, and there was no report at all.

The mobile phone held tightly in his hand was still spinning tirelessly in circles. In front of him was Ji Sui's extremely oppressive eyes, as if he had understood all his little moves.

The corners of his mouth curved into a stiff arc, and he was unable to speak for a long time.

Minghe shook his head with a disappointed look on his face and sighed in a fake tone: "Mr. Li, you are confused. How can your attitude make me believe that this information is slandering you?"

"material?"

Li Jie, who couldn't keep up with the progress at all, looked confused at the moment.

Snap!

Another piece of information was thrown onto the table.

Ji Sui impatiently raised his wrist and looked at the time, a hint of impatience flashed in his eyes.

He didn't know how long this transformation would last. If it weren't for the fact that the only way to get rid of these people was to expose what they had done, he wouldn't have wasted time on these wastes.

The method of finding mistakes and dismissing them is not suitable for people who consider themselves to be veterans. Only by smashing conclusive evidence in their faces can a decisive blow be achieved.

"Your matter will be handled by someone tomorrow. Let's talk about it."

His slender fingertips tapped the files on the desktop.

A few thin pieces of paper carry many unknown dirty transactions and determine the future of many people.

Ji Sui squeezed time and rushed to end the meeting within three hours. The memory of the last time lingered vaguely for about three hours. What happened to him must not be known to the group of shareholders with different ideas, otherwise it would happen again.

Set off a bloody storm.

He quietly returned to Song Shushu's house. At Ji Sui, he paid attention to the time and tidied the room according to Song Shushu's past habits. He had never done these housework before, and had always been handled by the housekeeper, but watching Song Shushu hum every time

Song, looking relaxed and at ease.

There were some bouquets of flowers in the vase with some yellow leaves. He followed her example and carefully cut them off with scissors. However, because he was really unskilled, he almost cut off the bouquets next to them with the scissors. Fortunately, he relaxed in the end.

After gaining experience, you will become more cautious when starting again.

He quickly completed the big activity of cutting flowers, loosened his tight muscles, and stood a little further away to admire his masterpiece.

Several bunches of peonies are leaning against the side of the vase, and cappuccino is dotted among them. It has to be said that although the technique is a bit worse, the basic aesthetic is still very online.

The more he watched, the more motivated he became, so before the bell rang at midnight, Ji Sui mopped the floor and washed a set of cups with great interest. If he wasn't afraid that the washing machine would make too much noise, he even wanted to take off the sofa covers.

Try changing the sofa cover.

"My dear, are you hungry?"

Song Shushu came out of the bedroom yawning early in the morning, without even opening his eyes, drifting around the house based on muscle memory.

He reached out and touched the empty space in the cupboard, then he opened his eyes with difficulty, and looked at the neatly stacked cans inside with confusion.

"When did I clean it up? Why don't I remember it at all?"

Ji Sui scratched his head uncomfortably at the side, his ears were very perky, trying to pass the test by being cute.

Speaking of which, he also had his own little thoughts. Last night, while she was sleeping, he hid those strange-smelling cans and cat strips deep in the cabinet. He knew her usage habits and always kept things handy.

The place to take it.

However, no matter how imaginative Song Shushu was, she would never guess what he was doing, but she was still in a confused state and didn't think much about it.

"This flower?"

After a night of tossing, the flowers in the vase finally showed their decay this morning.

"Why is it so withered?"

Song Shushu threw the flowers in the vase into the trash can with regret, and placed an order for a few fresh flowers on his mobile phone.

"Lisianthus is also good at this time..."

When Ji Sui was a child, he was eating cans in front of him from time to time, always paying attention to her movements.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! I am afraid that she will notice something is wrong.

But he soon felt relieved.

Song Shushu looked at the names dancing on his phone and felt that the beginning of today was a bit unlucky. His eyes followed the white smoke coming out of the toaster and then dispersed.

The phone rang once, became quiet, and then vibrated wildly. Taking a deep breath, Song Shushu answered the phone, "Aunt Liang."

Uncharacteristically, Liang Chunxue was extremely enthusiastic today, "Oh, Xiaoshu, have you gotten up yet?"

This tone... Lao Song must be on the sidelines.

With a ding sound, the steaming toast popped out with a sweet smell.

"Well, I'm having breakfast."

Song Shushu picked up the bread with tongs, put it on the plate aside, and spread the homemade blueberry jam on it. She moved slowly and slowly. She wanted to see what the drama was about.

"Xiao Shu, why didn't you tell your family about your boyfriend? We didn't know until the boy came to visit us. How bad is this?"

Her movements paused, and she was a little confused. "What boyfriend? I don't have a boyfriend."

What kind of cat and dog thing? It comes to greet people early in the morning.

"Hmph! People have come to visit me at home! And you said you're not your boyfriend?"

Song Qingxiang, who had been listening to the phone call, spoke with some lingering anger.

This daughter is really going too far. She has found a partner and even hides it from her family.

"I don't know any boyfriend. He is most likely a liar. You can kick him out."

Song Shushu didn't want to get involved in this big drama at all. Even if she thought about it with Song Shishi, she knew that the drama would be no good. If she really listened to them and went home, what would be waiting for her might not be some monster or snake.

"He's the boy you dated last time," Liang Chunxue reminded "kindly".

"Oh, we have all seen the photos taken by others. Now many people know that you are in a relationship, so don't be shy and deny it."

"What photo?"

The last trace of expression on Song Shushu's face disappeared, and the scene when she had dinner with the teacher last time flashed through her mind. She originally thought it was an illusion, but she didn't expect that someone was actually filming secretly.

Is it a coincidence or did you do it on purpose?

Liang Chunxue’s goal is definitely stocks, but what about that man’s goal?

Was he innocently involved or was he involved?

In just a few seconds, several thoughts went back and forth in her mind.

Song Shushu finished eating the toast that was slightly cold in his hands, and finally decided to go back.

Ji Sui didn't hear the content of the phone call. He only saw her getting ready to go out with a cold look on her face. She intuitively felt that something happened in the Song family again.

Song Shushu wiped Ji Sui clean and added a few pieces of dried fish to his small bowl, then he remembered that he was still covered in rainwater.

The hot water poured down from the fluffy head and hit Sai Xue's skin. It soon became a bit powdery, and the water mist gradually spread in the small bathroom, making her hair and snowy skin appear faintly.

The cold wind had been blowing for a long time today, and it took a long time for the hot water to pour on her body before her limbs felt warm. She did not stay in it for long, and took a hasty bath before going out.

Holding a towel in her hand, she wiped her head carelessly. Under the excessive emotional ups and downs, she had no urge to stay up late to finish the manuscript today, so she went straight to the soft bed.
To be continued...