Reborn with a Cell Phone 2007

Just after breakfast, Qingqing's family of three knocked on the door with local specialties from their trip. Just as they sat down, Du Zixi, Han Qi and their mother arrived, followed closely by the Xuan brothers, who also came with large and small bags.

Grandma couldn't help but scolded, "You are so polite. Just come if you want to. Why bring so many old gifts that the living room has no place to stand."

"Oh, Auntie." Xixi's mother hugged her and smiled, "You guys thought of us when you got the tickets for the opening ceremony, so we naturally thought of you in return. These are not gifts, but some local specialties you brought back. If you don't accept them, you'd be being rude to us."

Xixi's mother is from Shanghai. She calls her grandmother "Auntie" in a sweet voice, which makes her grandmother smile.

Xixi and Xiaopang's fathers are both at work. The closer the Olympics get, the busier their unit becomes. Starting from May, all employees are not allowed to take leave unless there are special circumstances.

The women gathered together and enthusiastically discussed their itinerary. They were going to get their hair permed and manicures done, and then go to the beauty salon for a maintenance session. They would then go shopping and buy some new clothes so that they could look beautiful and go to the opening ceremony tomorrow.

Qin Rong, who could neither perm her hair nor do manicures or beauty treatments, sat in a corner with her hands on her stomach, emitting a dark and cold resentment from her whole body. Her lips were tightly pursed and curved upwards, forming a parabola opening downwards.

The invisible resentment spread out, and Ji Zhenhua instantly felt a chill down his spine. He shivered with excitement, and quickly leaned over to his wife and whispered, "We can go to the barber shop, get a haircut, and use a curling iron to make those disposable curls. If you can't do a manicure, your husband will buy you two gold rings, and you will look so beautiful when you wear them. We can buy clothes, too, right?"

Qin Rong bargained in a low voice: "Gold bracelet."

"it is good!"

Qin Rong pushed further and stretched out two index fingers: "Two."

Thinking about the empty treasury, Ji Zhenhua gritted his teeth and said, "Buy!"

The parabola that opened downwards now opens upwards.

Ji Shumiao looked at Han Qi, his jaw dropping in surprise: "It's only been a month, how come you've lost so much weight?"

Xiaopang has become darker and thinner, and the outline of his face is almost visible.

The strawberry-flavored snow meringue turns into a chocolate bar. The slimmed-down Han Xiaopang looks quite handsome.

Han Qi lowered his head and pinched the little swimming ring that was left, and replied pitifully: "I am at my grandmother's house, eating boiled vegetables every day and doing farm work."

It's pitiful, but...

“Hahahaha——” Ji Shumiao couldn’t help but laughed out loud with sympathy, “I feel sorry for you for two seconds, no more.”

Han Qi's mother also laughed and proudly shared with several other mothers: "I deliberately sent him to his grandmother's house because I was worried that he would still be so fat when he entered puberty, which would affect his growth and development."

Han Qi's grandmother is good at everything except cooking. She can only boil everything in water and put nothing in it except salt. It doesn't taste good but it is very healthy. She is reluctant to let her grandson work, but Han Qi was taught very well by his parents. Seeing his grandmother busying around, he can't sit still.

So, in just one month, he lost twenty kilograms.

Brother Xuan and Brother Lang were chatting on the balcony. Brother Lang waved to Ji Shumiao. Ji Shumiao stood up and walked over. Dazhu, who had been following her, also followed closely.

"What's the matter?" Ji Shumiao asked.

Dazhu imitated her tone and asked, "What's the matter?"

Luo Yixian felt a little embarrassed and touched his nose: "Boss Miaomiao, I want to ask you a favor."

"Hmm~" Ji Shumiao was overjoyed by the boss's call, but he did not lose his mind. "What do you want to say first?"

Brother Xuan glanced at Dazhu and said, "The Affiliated High School has agreed to let Dazhu go to the first grade of junior high school, but... you know I'm afraid he'll be bullied and help others count money. I'm not in the high school department and can't do anything about it. Can you let him be in the same class with you so that you can take care of him more often?"

Ji Shumiao has no obligation or responsibility to help him take care of his younger brother, and it would be unreasonable for anyone to be asked to "take care of a child".

Dazhu understood and said quickly: "Boss, I will be very good. I will listen to you and not cause you any trouble. Don't... don't look down on me for being stupid."

"Looking at what you two brothers said, I thought it was something else." Ji Shumiao smiled and bumped into the pillar, but the pillar didn't move at all.

"Dazhu calls me the boss, how can I not protect my little brother?" Ji Shumiao patted him, "Don't worry, the boss won't dislike you, the boss, I like you the most."

This child is so honest, so sincere, he doesn't have any tricks at all.

Dazhu chuckled foolishly.

Brother Xuan clapped his hands happily: "Okay! Then I'll go talk to the school!"

"I want to be in the same class with you, too." Qingqing leaned over the floor-to-ceiling window and stuck her head out.

Han Qi and Xixi's heads appeared shortly after that, one on top of the other, all looking at Ji Shumiao with hope.

Ji Shumiao waved her hand and said arrogantly, "Let your parents and the school talk to you. What's the point of talking to a little girl like me who has infinite charm?"

The women discussed today's itinerary, going from Tongtong to grandma, Ji Zhenhua and Ji Shiqian followed as drivers and mobile wallets, and they were allowed to drive the family car.

Before leaving, Ji Shumiao arranged for Brother Lang: "Brother, if you have nothing to do, just go and inspect the store. You can take the other tickets and reward outstanding employees. Oh, by the way, I haven't told Zhou Hui yet, you should also go to the special training camp and ask for him to take tomorrow night off."

Before Ji Shumiao left Beijing, he searched for a devilish programming training camp, a completely closed military-style training camp, and threw Zhou Hui in to avenge himself for being forced by Zhou Hui to study for an MBA, PMP, HRBP, and CPA in his previous life.

Ji Shulang, whose arm was still hanging, bared his teeth and said, "Okay, Mr. Xiaozai."

Lord Ji Shumiao was very generous and didn't care about his address. He said considerately: "Hehe~ Let the company car pick you up. See you in the evening~ Bye~"

Their first stop was to get their hair done, at the barber shop that Xixi's mother often went to. From the satisfied smiles on the faces of the customers when they left, it was clear that this shop had some good stuff, and of course the prices were also quite good.

From the moment Ji Shumiao entered the store, the store manager's eyes were glued to Ji Shumiao's hair. After learning that Ji Shumiao didn't want to cut her hair, he was visibly disappointed and frustrated, and bewitched her: "Little sister, go ahead and cut it. I'll cut it for you for free, not a penny."

Ji Shumiao pointed at Qin Rong and said, "My mother has the right to dispose of my hair."

"Cut." Qin Rong surrendered to the enemy in a second.

It’s free, if you don’t cut it, it’s a waste.

Ji Shumiao: "..."

Half an hour later, the director untied Ji Shumiao's hairdressing cape and looked at his masterpiece. He was so satisfied that he exclaimed in amazement: "I knew you would be suitable for this hairstyle!"

Yo, princess cut.

The princess cut hairstyle shifts the visual focus to the inner contour of the face, further highlighting Ji Shumiao's delicate and three-dimensional facial features and pointed chin. Her eyes are lively and bright, her nose is delicate and tall, and her lips are pink and plump. Her beautiful facial features are so attractive that people can't take their eyes off her.

Noble and exquisite.

"Annie! Annie! Bring me the camera!" The director yelled at his assistant, then turned to Ji Shumiao and said, "Little sister, can I take a few photos of you and put them in our store for promotion?"

Sure enough, there is no free lunch in the world.

"No." Ji Shumiao refused without thinking and jumped off the chair. "I will pay you the original price for the haircut."

Ji Shumiao took out her precious folding fan and fanned herself while looking for people who were washing their hair, perming or dyeing their hair. After everyone praised her, Ji Shumiao put away her folding fan contentedly and said in a pretentious manner:

"Alas~ My beauty and charm are as infinite~"