Reborn with a Cell Phone 2007

Ji Shumiao had a very deep and uncomfortable sleep. In her dream, pairs of green compound eyes stared at her without blinking. They looked like the eyes of insects or lizards, but in short, they did not look like human eyes. They were disgusting and scary.

Ji Shumiao was sweating all over. He turned on the heater and took a hot bath. After changing into dry pajamas, he finally felt much more comfortable and even half of his symptoms were gone.

Auntie had already changed the bedding to clean ones. Ji Shumiao sat on the bed and finished a whole bowl of Sichuan Fritillary Bulbs Stewed with Pear. Ji Shumiao sighed comfortably and felt that he could still go to the company to process eight piles of documents.

Seeing that she was indeed in high spirits, Qin Rong returned her phone to her: "You can chat with your friends or play games, but don't deal with your crappy emails and work messages."

"Okay, Mommy~" Ji Shumiao agreed obediently, picked up the phone and started replying to work messages.

After replying to work messages, she finally had time to check out the group chat with her friends. Qingqing and the others all wanted to come and see her, but they were afraid of affecting her recovery. After hesitating and discussing for a long time, they still couldn't come to any conclusion.

Ji Shumiao: [Haha, it still won’t work without me, right?]

Ji Shumiao: [If we leave now, we can still catch up with dinner at my house.]

Ji Shumiao: [No time to explain, get in the car!]

Ji Shumiao: [Tea Third Sister·handsome·gif]

Du Zixi kept asking questions in the group chat. Ji Shumiao was a little dazzled and just replied: [You will know if you come and see me? ]

Ji Shumiao didn't wait for his friends, but waited for Zhou Hui who came to return the fan.

Grandma came in with her fan, and Ji Shumiao became excited instantly: "Don't ask him to leave first, ahem… I have something to tell him!"

Grandma stroked her chest to calm her down: "He didn't leave. We invited him to have dinner with us. This is the first time he has come home since your brother went abroad. We must invite him to have dinner with us."

"Grandma, please let him in. Never mind. I'll go out... cough cough..."

Ji Shumiao was pressed on the bed by her grandmother: "I'll let him in, you just sit here quietly."

Grandma called Sister Cuilan to ask Zhou Hui to come over, and found a coat for Ji Shumiao to put on. After all, he was a foreign man, so he still had to be a little polite.

"Come on!"

The moment Zhou Hui appeared at the door, Ji Shumiao waved at him impatiently: "I have a good idea!"

Knowing that they were going to talk about business, grandma took the empty bowl from the bedside and went out. Before leaving, she reminded Ji Shumiao not to talk too long, otherwise he would be scolded again when his mother came.

Ji Shumiao nodded obediently: "Yeah, yeah."

"Come and sit down." Ji Shumiao patted the bedside, raised an index finger and pointed in the air, saying: "Xixi has asked around, and the owner of the teahouse sister is a young man who sold his house to start a business. If we don't accept his trick, cough... he won't last long. But I decided to acquire the teahouse sister... cough cough, it's better to have one more friend than one more enemy. First, it can turn enemies into friends; second, it can also solve the problem of too many Cha Sanmei drinks, slow production, and poor quality control; third... cough cough cough... third, it can hedge risks and not put all eggs in one basket..."

She was sick, with a printed silk scarf tied up her loose hair. A few messy strands of hair beside her cheeks swayed with her movements. Her face was as pale as paper, and her lips were bloodless. Only her eyes were as clear as ever. Endless charm and power were hidden in her eyes, which were like a pool of clear spring water.

Like a butterfly, it appears beautiful and fragile, but it is tenacious and persistent and will never be blown down by the strong wind.

Zhou Hui did not sit down beside the bed, but stood not far from her and said softly: "Ji Shumiao..."

"Hmm?" Ji Shumiao looked up at him in confusion, "Did you damage your brain by writing code again?"

"Why are you trying so hard?"

Ji Shumiao said frankly: "Because of money."

Zhou Hui chuckled: "Your family is not short of money."

"Ahem... you need to understand the cause and effect. My family is not short of money because I work hard to make money." Ji Shumiao rubbed the back of his neck and said coquettishly, "Ouch, sit down! My neck is so sore!"

Zhou Hui brought a chair over and sat down: "I don't believe it's such a superficial reason. At your age, your family is not short of money, why do you have such a mature and decisive mind?"

Ji Shumiao's style of doing things has always been mature, decisive and targeted, so much so that people often overlook her age - she is only fifteen years old this year.

"Ahem..." Ji Shumiao patted his chest gently, "I am so superficial. I just love money. I love it so much. I can't live without money."

I don't know which sentence touched Zhou Hui's nerves, and Zhou Hui laughed: "Well, I wish you get what you want."

"Don't change the subject, don't try to dodge, ahem... this merger case is a good opportunity for you to practice. Go contact the boss of the teahouse first, and don't show that we have seen through his intentions, and then..."

……

Just as they finished discussing the merger, Qingqing, Du Zixi and the others arrived with bags full of flowers, gifts and strange toys to entertain themselves.

Zhou Hui stepped back to make room for them, but stood at the door and did not leave.

Qingqing, Du Zixi, Han Qi, Xu Yanxi, Li Xiang...

Du Zixi counted on her fingers: "Except for Dazhu who is in closed training, everyone is here."

Dazhu will set off for the London Olympics next month, and he is the most outstanding among his friends.

Ji Shumiao whistled at Han Qi who was sitting on the chair: "Handsome boy, you are handsome again~"

Every time I haven’t seen Han Qi for a while, when I see him again, he becomes even more handsome.

Han Qi lowered his head shyly and smiled.

Zhou Huiqing quietly walked away from the door where no one was paying attention.

Ji Shulang once complained to him: "That little fat boy has been eyeing our Miaomiao since he was young. When he was little and didn't know how to hide his thoughts, his eyes wanted to stick to our Miaomiao. Now he can hide it, but he still has evil intentions..."

When Ji Shulang complained to him, he felt annoyed but also proud - he could always add "my" before Ji Shumiao's name.