Chapter 813 Is a Box of TT Enough? (Two)

But what if we can be together? Didn't Yao Yiyang think about it? Or was it because he didn't like Yuanyuan enough to want her?

So I think he feels good about Yuanyuan's forgetfulness in Jianghu.

"I got in touch." Jin Yuanyuan nodded and said with a smile, "He also sent gifts to Zhen Cheng, and he also sent a lot of snacks to the children in the school."

Ji Anning noticed that Jin Yuanyuan's voice was much louder when mentioning that kind person, and the smile on her face was also extraordinarily cheerful.

And all this, she must be involuntary.

This discovery made her dumbfounded. She nodded and sighed with deep meaning: "Hey, this kind-hearted man is really nice."

Jin Yuanyuan nodded and sighed, "There are still many good people in the world."

"That kind man is also from China, didn't he mention meeting you?" Ji Anning suddenly started gossiping.

Jin Yuanyuan frowned in confusion, "Why do you want to meet me?"

Why should we meet? Ji Anning was taken aback, yes, why did they meet?

After thinking for a while, she smiled: "Ha... I mean, he cares about Zhen Cheng so much, didn't he think about coming to see him?"

Jin Yuanyuan said, "We are already very grateful for the money, so how can we have the nerve to let him travel across mountains and rivers to see the children."

Ji Anning: "..."

She is as honest and honest as ever.

Or maybe she really has nothing else to do now...

Cheerful nursery rhymes rang out in the carriage, Zhen Cheng ate some snacks, and gradually became less restrained, and would feed Jin Yuanyuan a piece of biscuit from time to time.

...

In the swimming pool, which is on the same level as the international competition, the man swam back and forth twice, and the special assistant waited patiently on the shore with his mobile phone.

"who?"

Finally, the man in his fifties swam to the shore, raised his head out of the water, asked the special assistant indifferently, grabbed the railing to get ashore with both hands, and slowly went ashore.

"Mr. Char." The servant immediately brought a towel and put it on him respectfully.

"It's Mr. Ji Jingfeng from China." The special assistant handed the phone to Char with both hands.

Hearing this, Charles frowned suspiciously, reached out to take the phone, then walked to the chair and sat down.

The video call he had just hung up came again, he picked it up unhurriedly, and a slightly immature young man's face appeared on the screen.

Char's lips were pressed into a straight line, waiting for Ji Jingfeng to speak.

"Ji Chicheng didn't know what method he used to make the shareholders who were already on the verge of moving back their minds."

Ji Jingfeng's tone was anxious and angry.

Char hooked his lips in disdain, "Do you think there is anything in this world that money can't do?"

He frowned frivolously, looking at Ji Jingfeng at the other end of the video, with a look of contempt on his face.

Ji Jingfeng didn't understand what he meant, "Mr. Char."

"Give them three times their market value and see if they sell," Char said.

"Three times!!!" Ji Jingfeng opened his mouth wide in shock, "Mr. Char, did I hear you right? You mean we want to buy J.C's shares at their current share value?"

Char looked down on his reaction extremely, and asked, "Do you think I'm more courageous than that dead old antique in your family?"

Ji Jingfeng nodded without hesitation, "Yes, my grandfather always overestimates things, lacks domineering and courage, and is indeed inferior to Mr. Charles in this aspect."

"Only in this respect?" Charl frowned displeased.