"It's all business matters. We can't finish talking in three or two days. There will be many opportunities in the future." Jiang Zhihao replied casually, and then looked into the room, where Lingling and Lu Xiaomeng were eating cake together.
Jiang Zhihao walked over with a smile and said, "Be careful of gaining weight if you eat so many sweets."
"I'm not afraid. Even if I get fat, I'm still a fat little fairy!" Lingling said with a playful smile.
Zhong Jiawei came over and said: "This girl is getting more and more greedy. Just now Xiaomeng said that he would take her to buy water, but in the corridor he met the cake bought by the girl next door. She said it looked delicious and asked where she bought it.
.In the end, someone gave her a copy directly, and she took it without thinking."
"The girl next door?"
"She's from room 1807. Not to mention, the girl looks like someone from next door. She looks like a kind-hearted girl. Sister Weiwei, if you want to go find her and add her on WeChat, Brother Jiang will open a movie for you.
Now that we have a company, we are not allowed to recruit artists in the future? I think this second uncle is very good." Lu Xiaomeng said.
Zhong Jiawei smiled and said: "I didn't say I wanted to make a movie."
"Which girl doesn't want to make a movie and become a star? Why don't I ask her later?"
The two were chatting to themselves, completely unaware that Jiang Zhihao's expression was becoming more and more exciting.
Room 1807?
Isn’t that Yan Jiani’s room?
Is this cake a gift from her?
Judging from Zhong Jiawei's tone, she did not recognize Yan Jiani, but Yan Jiani definitely knew who she was.
But she didn't say it just now, so Jiang Zhihao thought she didn't know.
Seeing his daughter munching on the cake sent by Yan Jiani, Jiang Zhihao felt even more guilty.
At this time, Zhong Jiawei turned around and asked, "Would you like to ask? What Xiaomeng said makes sense."
"Don't!" Jiang Zhihao said immediately. Seeing Zhong Jiawei's stunned expression, he quickly explained: "The future development of the company is planned. You can't just randomly meet someone on the road and feel attracted to it, and then just drag them in to become an artist.
.Otherwise, how many people would we have to support?"
"That's right." Zhong Jiawei hummed and said, "Forget it then, or you can help me deliver this fruit platter as a gift."
Jiang Zhihao sweated a little when he heard this: "Go and send her off, I don't know her..."
"Why are you, a grown man, a mother-in-law and a mother-in-law? I'm asking you to give me fruit. Go quickly, I still have to dry my hair." Zhong Jiawei handed him the fruit platter and returned to the bathroom.
Soon, the noise of a hair dryer came from inside.
Looking at the fruit platter in his hand, Jiang Zhihao had a headache, but he couldn't say anything and could only go out with complicated emotions.
Standing at the door of Yan Jiani's room, after hesitating for a moment, he chose to press the doorbell.
Not long after, the door opened and Yan Jiani was quite surprised to see Jiang Zhihao standing there.
Jiang Zhihao gestured to the fruit platter in his hand and said, "I'll give you a gift in return."
"Repay the gift?" Yan Jiani didn't understand what she meant.
"My wife said you gave them a cake and asked me to bring the fruit to thank you." Jiang Zhihao said.
Yan Jiani was startled for a moment, then her expression turned slightly strange. She stepped out of the way and said, "Then come in."
"I'd better not go in..."
"If you don't come in and stay for a while, wouldn't it be strange if your wife asks you why you went back so soon?" Yan Jiani asked.