Wealthy wolf dog

Ling Zi went to bed early in the morning, but couldn't rest well.

He had a strange dream.

In the dream, he went to the company and found that Ji Xiayang would arrive even earlier.Ji Xiayang wore a suit of armor covered with skulls and a big hat that directly touched the ceiling. He stepped on the Hot Wheels, held up a colorful laser sword and shouted: "Get up!"

Give an order, and all the figurines in the office come alive.The mecha performed a transformation dance, Ultraman lifted the table, Pikachu fired, and the superheroes used their weapons to pass through the wall and rushed to the conference room.

In the meeting room, there is a group of company personnel with normal painting style.General Manager Yu Wenlin, who was sitting in the middle, had a very ugly expression on his face. He caught sight of Ling Ziqing who was in confusion, raised his finger and asked, "What's going on!"

Before he had time to answer, Ji Xiayang next to him rushed to say, "Ziqing asked me to come to the meeting!"

The gazes of the others swept over in unison.

Ling Ziqing was so frightened that he woke up.

"So it was a dream." Ling Ziqing woke up when he saw the ceiling of his house, and sat up slowly.

He closed his eyes and rubbed the space between his brows to ease the shock from the nightmare.Before he could recover, he heard the phone ringing according to the alarm he set, and there was a noise on the bedside table.

This movement is like a party in a dream.

Ling Ziqing quickly turned off the alarm clock, stayed for a while before preparing to send a message to Ji Xiayang: [Morning.Wear a formal suit for today's meeting, preferably dark gray and black.Shoes should be matched, not jewelry. 】

He sent it out because he was afraid that Ji Xiayang would not see it, so he couldn't feel at ease.He wanted to see Ji Xiayang's reply, and even if there was only a 1% chance, he would take his mobile phone to wash up, for fear of missing it.

If he didn't see a reply after washing up, he had to call to wake him up, and he had to go to Ji Xiayang's house if he got permission.

After Ling Ziqing made such a plan, he felt that it was too late to get up late.He sped up his movements, brushing his teeth at three times the normal speed.

The information came at this time, and it was so shocking that his hand almost trembled and his toothbrush flew out.

After Ling Ziqing wiped his hand, he picked it up and looked at it, ignoring the bubbles in his mouth.

Ji Xiayang: [Okay!I'm up! 】

Ling Ziqing hurriedly asked: [I want to pick you up, can I? 】

Ji Xiayang sent a screaming chicken emoji, and said: [Wow!Do you miss me so much! 】

Ling Ziqing: ...

Really wanted to, thought to have nightmares about screwing up meetings.

Just as Ling Ziqing was about to bite the bullet and reply "um", he saw Ji Xiayang's next message.

Ji Xiayang: [No need, I found a styling team. 】

Ling Ziqing was stunned and glanced at the time.

6:15.Ji Xiayang called professionals early in the morning to make an earth-shattering look?

When Ling Ziqing thought about it, he thought of the madman in the nightmare.

He felt panicked again, so he called Ji Xiayang after washing up casually.

Ji Xiayang answered, the background was the noise of conversation, hair dryer, and unidentified objects, "Hey~ what's the matter!"

"What shape are you going to make?"

"Overlord."

"what?"

"Overbearing president. Don't you know?"

The corner of Ling Ziqing's mouth twitched, "I know, but I don't understand what kind of look it is referring to."

"It's formal clothes anyway. Shall I take a photo of your clothes?"

"Row."

Ji Xiayang sent two pictures of clothes.It looked like a particularly formal suit, with a deep color, and the style followed the tradition at a glance, and the tie it wore was also a rigorous, calm, and meticulous style.

Ling Ziqing breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay. Pay attention to the time when you are styling, and you have to be at the company before 9:20."

"Okay, I'm going to wash my hair, bye bye~"

After Ji Xiayang finished speaking, he hung up the phone, and the sound was not clear until the end.

Ling Ziqing couldn't say anything more, he could only comfort himself: Ji Xiayang has many people around him this time, so he can always meet someone who is reliable.With supervision, it's never going to be as bad as last time.

He also had to adjust back to the calm state he had last time, so as not to be scared out of his wits by the little nightmare.

Eat breakfast, change clothes, check the items you need, go out and go downstairs, and pick up the car in the parking lot.

All went well, no different than usual.

Ling Ziqing relaxed a little, and glanced at the time while waiting for the red light.

It's 7:10, so early.

Even if the traffic jam is serious, he can arrive at the company before 8 o'clock.Organize the information of Mingfeng Square, check the summary draft, and remind Ji Xiayang during the period, and invite people to talk about the meeting plan.

The plan is simple.Ji Xiayang opened his mouth to give an overview of the booth in Mingfeng Square, and then he was responsible for pretending to be coercive, and he explained the details.If the general manager asks a question, he can answer it, and Ji Xiayang can continue to act aggressively by the side.

After Ling Ziqing went through the plan in his mind, he happened to encounter the red light turning green.

The time is just right, but...

boom!

The loud noise and vibration explained the cruel reality of rear-end collision.

Ling Ziqing sighed, opened the door and got out of the car.

The owner of the car at the back was a burly man and asked, "Why are you backing away!"

"It's you who chased after me."

"Who said that! How can I prevent you from falling backwards suddenly!"

The big man kept a distance from the car when he was pissed off.

Those small eyes, looking at the logo of the car and his clothes from time to time, turned around and calculated so that they flew up,

Ling Ziqing could guess what was going on when he saw the big man's rascal's appearance: this guy didn't want to lose money, but also felt that he had a good chance of winning against him, so he roared to bluff first.

Ling Ziqing was too lazy to talk nonsense, "Look at the driving recorder."

The big man was stunned for a moment, and continued to threaten, "You don't fucking admit it!"

The traffic police just came and told the big man to calm down.They don't count their words, they rely on the driving recorder to make decisions.The big man froze when he saw the evidence, and he apologized but still had to bargain, saying how hard it was for him to make a living, and that he might not be able to eat for a month if he lost the money.

Ling Ziqing just felt bored and refused indifferently.

The big man changed in an instant, sitting on the ground and crying loudly.

Ling Ziqing didn't have time to watch jokes, so he called Lao Zhang, "Have you guys arrived at the company yet?"

"Here. Where are you?"

"Rear end. Can you come over and help me?"

Lao Zhang agreed to deal with that rambunctious rascal for him when he came over.Ling Ziqing drove Lao Zhang's car back to the company, and arrived at the meeting room at 9:28 at the scheduled time of being late.

As soon as the door opened, he met a room full of people sitting upright.

"Sorry." Ling Ziqing said softly, turning his gaze to where he should be sitting.

The position is on the right side of the inside, next to a man in a black formal suit.

Wait, that person looks familiar.

Ling Ziqing blinked, and only when he got closer could he be sure that it was Ji Xiayang.

Ji Xiayang was indeed wearing the suit that was given to him.However, in the picture, the clothes are hung simply, so pure and simple in black, but when it comes to Ji Xiayang, the slender neck and thin figure will give off vigor and vitality, so it doesn't look heavy.

Ji Xiayang also combed her hair back, revealing the sword eyebrows that used to be under the soft and cute broken bangs.The bridge of the nose is straight, cast a faint shadow by the overhead light, which just covers the softness of the lips, making it full of seriousness and depth.

It's really a bit domineering.

Ling Ziqing couldn't distinguish the person in front of him from the cute and coquettish Ji Xiayang in the past, and was a little dazed.

Ji Xiayang helped pull the chair next to him, and said in a low voice, "Please sit down."

Ling Ziqing thanked him, and when he sat down, he found that Ji Xiayang's arm was still on the chair.

As if surrounding him.

Ji Xiayang leaned on the chair but didn't look at him, his eyes swept away those curious inquiries.

Everyone quickly bowed their heads, drank water, looked at the meeting materials in front of them, and didn't care about why the self-disciplined Assistant Ling was late.

Ling Ziqing breathed a sigh of relief, secretly feeling emotional.

He rushed over with a heart to protect the calf, but found that he was the one being protected.

This feeling is really...

Cool.

The general manager Yu Wenlin has been quietly observing everyone's reactions, and when he saw the meeting room calm down, he said, "Everyone is here, let's have a meeting."

At the beginning of the meeting, it was customary for each department to send representatives to summarize the work of the previous week, and to report one by one, trying to be concise but not missing the key points.After listening to the general manager, he will ask a few questions depending on the situation.

It is rare for Ji Xiayang to participate in meetings, and he has never participated in this session.The general manager Yu Wenlin is used to this. After the last manager Zheng finished speaking, he said loudly, "Okay..."

Ji Xiayang said abruptly, "President Yu, I haven't said anything yet."

"..." Yu Wenlin controlled his expression but couldn't hide the surprise in his eyes, "Really? I'm sorry, please tell me."

Ling Ziqing didn't expect this to happen, so he squeezed the pen holder quietly with his fingers.

Does Ji Xiayang want to read the manuscript?Who wrote the manuscript?After passing the report level, can the question and answer be done?He has already imagined 88 scenes of Ji Xiayang making mistakes and embarrassing himself, and he feels that all of them are vivid and vivid, like a preview.

Just as Ling Ziqing was wondering whether to stop him, he suddenly met Ji Xiayang's eyes.

With the general manager's permission, Ji Xiayang still checked his reaction first.

His eyes were firm and energetic, and the corners of his lips were slightly pursed, showing a little nervous stiffness.Look at him seriously and attentively as usual, and express your emotions to him unreservedly as usual.

No matter how Ji Xiayang dressed like a boss, he still looked cute when he met him.

Ling Ziqing's heart moved.

Ji Xiayang believed in him wholeheartedly, but he...

Pa, the brain-filled failure screen disappeared like a bubble in an instant.

Ling Ziqing looked at his summary draft again, and instead of thinking that it was a foolproof preparation, he felt guilty instead.

He only cared about his own arrangement, not Ji Xiayang's wishes.

Ji Xiayang wanted to speak for himself.

Ling Ziqing was no longer nervous or entangled, and gave Ji Xiayang a slight nod.

Meaning, listen to you.

Ji Xiayang understood, cheered up and said, "Last week..."

Ling Ziqing didn't listen carefully to whether Ji Xiayang's speech was appropriate, didn't check whether the materials he had prepared could be supplemented, and didn't look at other people's expressions.

All he looked at was Ji Xiayang, and he couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.

There was light in Ji Xiayang's eyes, and he was very happy.