Chapter 1771

"Zi Ming, I have something to tell you."

Looking at Pei GE's cold attitude, Ji Ziming doesn't understand what Pei Ge wants to say, or what else can make Pei Ge make such a big move in the thought Pei Ge wants to express now.

"What's the matter?"

Qin Qitong and Bi Zheng were also startled by Peige's performance. They were just the daily show of love between two people. Now they are like this. The three people present can't help but stand in place frightened by Peige's attitude.

"What's the matter with you, Greg?"

Qin Qitong asked aloud, looking at Peige's eyes, showing a trace of worry, "what happened?"

"Nothing happened. I just want to tell Ziming that Qu jingwan is still in the hotel. If we directly forget Qu jingwan, we will lose one point in the Qu family."

After finally understanding what Pei Ge wanted to express, Ji Ziming felt a little relieved. He thought Pei Ge knew something he didn't tell her, or Pei Ge knew something about old lady Qu.

But Ji Ziming didn't know.

"Let's go to Qu jingwan's room now."

Ji Ziming's voice was cold.

"OK."

Pei Ge nodded, followed Ji Ziming out of Qin Qitong's room, closed the door at the moment of going out, and looked at Qin Qitong and Bi Zheng with a slight smile.

Happy and overflowing.

When the two men came out of Qu jingwan's room, he Yun was waiting outside the door. Hearing the sound of Ji Ziming opening the door, he hurried forward to open the door and whispered, "president, the people we caught don't recognize his relationship with the ninth master."

Ji Ziming snorted coldly and looked at He Yun with a cold voice. "Some things don't mean it doesn't matter if he doesn't admit it. If he doesn't admit it, he'll find a way to let him admit it. If he doesn't admit it all the time, it doesn't matter. I Ji Ziming never lack means."

"President, I'm worried..."

He Yun dodged in his eyes and looked at Ji Ziming, his voice huff and puff.

"What are you worried about?"

Pei Ge stood behind Ji Ziming and came out towards the front. Xiu frowned, "you mean you're worried about that man?"

"I'm worried that he will commit suicide in prison like Ji Miao."

He Yun said it, and Peige's face darkened.

Ji Miao's suicide has become a stabbing pain in Pei GE's heart. Suicide is a foregone conclusion, but Pei Ge still can't understand why, in the end, Ji Miao is about to say who ordered her company's confidential documents to do such behavior.

People are already stiff.

"He Yun, you took over the case of jimiao, right?"

"Yes, ma'am."

He Yun nodded, looked warily at Qu jingwan's door, locked the door tightly, and said, "madam, let's go into the room."

"OK."

Peggy looked around and the three approached the first presidential suite on the left.

As soon as he entered the room, Ji Ziming's mobile phone rang. Seeing the two words on the mobile phone screen, Ji Ziming's cold lips hooked up. The mobile phone was connected and leaned against his ear with a fierce voice.

"Jiu Ye, are you all right?"

"President Ji, you're all right. I heard that you caught a man. That man also said it was my man, didn't he?"

The ninth master sat on the leather sofa, and the cigar in his hand lit up and went out in the shadow, like an eye growing in the dark. It was terrible.

"Oh? The ninth master's news is really well-informed. Even this one knows. I caught the man, but only for a while, the ninth master already knows that the man has spoken about his relationship with you. Is it too fast?"

Ji Ziming's voice was cold and terrible.

In fact, he deliberately let out the wind. As long as some dignitaries in the capital know that Ji Ziming has caught a man, but this man is inextricably related to the ninth master who is now in full swing in the capital.

Everyone knows the status of Ji Ziming in the capital, and everyone knows that Ji Ziming is a figure admired by everyone but admired by everyone for several times.

However, few people really do so blatantly against Ji Ziming, or against the people around him.

The ninth master suddenly became the headline of this entertainment headline.

"Isn't that what President Ji wanted? Didn't you ask me to call? Or did you change your way to ask me to call? How can you say so now? Doesn't president Ji think so? Didn't you push me into the conversation among the population of Beijing?"

The image of the ninth master's philanthropist is about to explode at once, and he still can't turn back.

"The ninth master is really funny. Don't you know what I did and what you did?"

Ji Ziming's eyes suddenly became colder. Looking at the scene in front of the French window, the whole person was full of an atmosphere that was about to explode immediately. Before Ji Ziming said it, a distant fireworks suddenly rang through the sky.

Open in an instant and end in an instant.

"President Ji, we don't talk in secret. You say what you want me to do, or let's talk at some time. As long as it's the conditions you put forward, I will do it. If President Ji doesn't like my ninth master's small asset company, I have nothing to say."

"How can I despise Jiuye's small company? My company is in the open. Jiuye's company is hard to say. As a junior, how can I know so clearly?"

Ji Ziming's voice was indifferent. He looked at the direction of the fireworks, and a piece of cold water flowed into his eyes.

"President Ji can really tell jokes. Why don't we make an appointment to meet?"

"OK, listen to the ninth master. I'll wait for you right here."

After Ji Ziming hung up the phone, his voice said leisurely, "this fox is really going to show his tail."

"President, are you sure this person will have something to do with our famous philanthropist Jiuye in Beijing? Last time I heard that Jiuye donated 50 million to the welfare home and established a primary school. I'm afraid it will explode in Beijing."

He Yun showed a trace of worry and didn't know how to tell Ji Ziming that he was in the capital, because the news of Ji Ziming's release was really going to blow the pot. Just from the ninth master's call to Ji Ziming now, it seems that this time is really unusual.

Directly speaking, Ji Ziming is a leading figure in the capital and a headline in the capital.