The sound of running water and juicer soon sounded in the kitchen. The refrigerator door opened and closed, and the microwave rotated. After a while, Aunt Tong walked out of the kitchen and stuffed the mango juice with ice cubes and the heated beef patties into the kitchen. In her hand.
Aunt Tong is familiar with her routine and knows that she must have just woken up, so let her eat some food first.
Ji Fanling sat cross-legged on the sofa in the warm and clean living room and ate beef patties. Aunt Tong made them herself, with thin crust and big filling.
As I ate, my heart slowly became filled with an indescribable emotion.
Probably because.
...
Ji Fanling thought that she really missed Aunt Tong's craftsmanship.
After lunch, Master Chen called and said that when Ji Fanling was ready, he would pick Ji Fanling up to the company.
Ji Fanling didn't expect that Fu Yingcheng would send someone to pick her up.
But then I thought about it.
She was going to sign a contract with Fu Yingcheng.
She risked her life to sell herself to him, which is what Fu Yingcheng should do.
Ji Fanling felt at ease again.
After getting in the car, the Maybach drove smoothly to the company.
Ji Fanling looked out the window. The closer he got to his destination, the more he felt that the street looked familiar. It seemed that the location was not far from Beiwan No. 1 Middle School.
But there is no doubt that Jiuzhou Tower was newly built in this decade.
The height rising from the ground, the main color of cold gray, and the large area of glass curtain wall on the facade give people a cold and dignified sense of oppression, which is exactly the same as the feeling given by Fu Ying. rut.
Master Chen turned around and entered the parking lot of the building. The security guard saw the license plate and immediately saluted and let him go.
Master Chen turned on the turn signal: "Miss Ji, please wait while I park the car. I will take you up in a moment."
Ji Fanling did not let him go: "No, I will go up by myself. You can do other things."
Walking up the steps, After passing through the revolving door, Ji Fanling walked into the Jiuzhou Group.
The lobby space inside is extremely wide. Only by raising your head can you see the towering patio. The long glass planks in the sky are crisscrossed. The spotless marble floor tiles are shining. The people coming and going are like industry elites on TV, wearing leather shoes and high heels. The sound of stepping on the ground is pleasant to the ear.
Everyone was dressed formally, brightly, and in a hurry. They were walking on a clear track and knew exactly what they were going to do.
Ji Fanling soon became confused and regretted not letting Master Chen lead the way just now.
She walked to the front desk and asked the usher in a white shirt: "Excuse me, where is Fu Yingcheng?"
As soon as she said this, it was like pressing the pause button, and people around her heard Fu Yingcheng's name. They all looked at her with weird expressions. It was like a student who was obviously a child walking in front of your school. He asked the principal in a calm tone as if he was looking for the toilet.
The guide was stunned for a moment: "Have you made an appointment with Mr. Fu?"
Ji Fanling: "I have made an appointment, right?"
"Are you looking for Mr. Fu? What exactly are you doing?" "
Sign the contract."
The guide The expression is even weirder.
——The child said that not only did she want to find the principal, but she also wanted to talk to the principal about the implementation of the investment and expansion of the last education reform.
The conductor hesitated: "Well... I can record it for you..."
"Miss Ji?" The sound of high heels stopped, and a cold female voice came from behind.
Ji Fanling turned her head, and in front of her was a tall woman wearing a professional skirt: "I thought you were at the door, but I didn't expect you to come in by yourself. I'm sorry."
"I am Mr. Fu's secretary, you can call me Wendy."
She There was no unnecessary expression on his face, and he said businesslikely, "You're here to sign the contract with Mr. Fu, right? This way, please."
The eyes of the guides at the front desk almost dropped.
Isn't this Wen Mi?
He really signed the contract!
When did Jiuzhou Group's business become so extensive that it had to sign a contract with a child of seventeen or eighteen years old? !
...and it was signed by Mr. Fu himself! You must know that usually small contracts worth tens of millions cannot be delivered to Mr. Fu.
Under the attention of everyone in the group, Ji Fanling followed Wendy into the special elevator that went straight to the top floor.
Wendy stood in front of the elevator, looking at the girl behind her quietly from the reflection of the elevator door.
Originally, it was Gao Yi's job to receive guests, but today, for the first time, Mr. Fu asked Gao Yi to preside over the meeting, and separately ordered Wendy to pick someone up downstairs and go to his office to sign the contract.
Fu Yingcheng said: "...Go and take care of it."
Wendy was stunned again.
She understands reception and negotiation.
What is care?
Wendy, who has eight years of work experience, has never heard such a vague description from Fu Yingcheng.
At this time, she understood a little bit what Mr. Fu meant.
This girl.
With her sister.
Looks about the same size.
...Could she be the person that Mr. Fu gave birthday gifts to before?
After the elevator arrived, Wendy led the way.
"Mr. Fu is busy, you can go to his office and wait for a while."
Ji Fanling said, "I'm not in a hurry."
She said, her eyes were attracted and she stopped.
She saw Fu Yingcheng.
Across the blinds, in front of the projection screen, a man was sitting at the front, wearing black trousers, a white long-sleeved shirt, and spotless leather shoes.
He crossed his legs and leaned on the back of the chair. His shirt cuffs were rolled up, revealing his well-defined wrist bones.
He held a red laser pointer and pointed it at the screen to explain something.
Silver glasses with thin frames reflected the thin, cold light. Someone raised his hand to ask a question, and Fu Ying gave a cold answer.
A thin layer of glass had excellent sound insulation effect. Ji Fanling could not hear what Fu Yingcheng said at all.
But even from such a distance, you can still feel a strong aura that makes people unable to help but be impressed by it.