Chapter 881 I'm Not Touched, I Don't Owe You (1)

Ji Chicheng was puzzled for a moment, and suddenly thought of something.

He turned around and bent down, sat down beside Ji Anning, put down the folder and mobile phone in his hand, and stretched out his arms to gently hug Ji Anning.

The big hand patted her waist comfortingly, "It doesn't matter if you believe it or not, if you choose not to believe it, you will feel better in your heart, then you don't believe it."

His tone and attitude were the same as Ji Mingyue's, calm and flat, without even a little bit of emotion.

"She doesn't even want me anymore, how could she care about Yiyuan?" Ji Anning leaned into Ji Chicheng's arms relyingly.

Don't believe it, or don't believe it.

Ji Chicheng said lightly, "Well, what you said is true."

Ji Anning thought she was in his arms, and gradually felt at ease.

"My parents in City C are very kind to me."

"My dad always carried me on his shoulders."

"She's a bad woman who will probably never understand how much she owes others."

She reassured herself over and over in her heart that the woman who claimed to be her own mother was a vicious woman, a woman who would sacrifice anyone for herself.

...

It was already dark, but the office of the listed general manager was still brightly lit.

Ji Chicheng was immersed in a pile of work when a video request popped up on the computer screen in front of him.

He looked up and saw that it was from the company in country M. He answered, and a young man appeared on the screen. Ji Chicheng didn't speak, and continued to do his work with his head down.

"Boss, the background was hacked two hours ago."

The man in the video understood what Ji Chicheng was doing, and reported to work without saying a single word of nonsense, "But no data was lost, it seems to be a malicious provocation."

Hearing this, Ji Chicheng frowned and looked at the screen, "Then what do you report?"

"I see." The young man nodded, passed the topic just now, and continued to the next item, "CM will come to N City to hold a network technology exchange meeting next month, and sent an invitation letter to invite you to be a guest speaker. "

Ji Chicheng replied: "Just push me away from such boring things next time."

Then he asked, "Where's beige?"

The young man said, "She's been busy with the quarterly meeting with City L recently."

"If there is nothing wrong, hang up."

Ji Chicheng lowered his head again and continued to deal with a pile of work on the table.

As for J.C, he was just getting started, and he was not so handy in doing it. There were many aspects that needed to be figured out, and it was time-consuming and energy-intensive.

After lowering his head and then raising his head, more than an hour passed. Ji Chicheng rubbed his sore and swollen cervical spine, turned his chair around, and faced the floor-to-ceiling windows, the night view of the city had already begun.

He pressed the armrest of the chair with both hands, stood up, and walked to the window, when the office door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he paused and turned his head to look over. Ji Mingyue turned the wheelchair in by herself. After she came in, her assistant closed the door again.

After entering the door, she looked at Ji Chicheng and asked, "Will you go to see Fanyuan later?"

"Immediately." Ji Chicheng replied to Ji Mingyue lightly, glanced at her feet, and said: "The rehabilitation hospital in country M has been arranged for you, and I will send Xiang Yi away next Friday." You go, you stay there with peace of mind."

Lifting her feet, Ji Mingyue's face turned cold, "It doesn't matter if I'm disabled."

His tone was also cold.