"Zi Ming?" Ji Ruikun looked at him for a long time and didn't respond. He just stared out of the window in a daze. His eyes didn't have focus. He made a side-by-side shout.

Ji Ziming just replied mechanically. It turned out that he didn't hear it. Just now he heard Gu Quan mention Peige's name. He panicked: "I know, father and mother, let's go." With that, he raised his head and took the lead to walk towards the conference room.

Ji Ruikun looked at Ji Ziming's lonely back and said to Gu Quan next to him, "I said, madam, I know that my son can't accept the fact that Peige has left. Why don't you open which pot and lift which pot? Doesn't this make my son more sad and unable to extricate himself?"

Gu Quan looked innocent: "Oh, I also saw Luo Yi working so hard for Ji's sake. I felt happy for a moment. I patronized and praised her and forgot about it. Look at Zi Ming, isn't he angry with me?" Gu Quan looked at Ji Ziming's back with Ji Ruikun's eyes and said faintly.

Ji Ruikun raised his eyebrows as if he were asking and answering himself, "I don't know. Shouldn't I? The child won't be so stingy. I guess he's blaming himself. I know my son's temper. I'll give him time to calm down and decadent. After a while, I'm sure it will be all right. Hey, let's go." With this, Gu Quan hurriedly followed Ji Ziming and walked in the direction of the conference room.

Jerry has arrived at the front desk of Ji's building. He is dragging his suitcase and talking to the people at the front desk about seeing Luo Yi. However, because the front desk doesn't know him, he repeatedly asks him to make an appointment or directly call Luo Yi's mobile phone. It's impossible to go up directly.

"No, miss, I'm really Luo Yi's fiance. I have her number. Look!" With that, he opened Luo Yi's call record, and then gave the number to the receptionist to check.

The receptionist gathered her head suspiciously and looked at the number, After looking at the landline number registered in his address book, he said: "I'm sorry, sir, because our front desk only has the right to contact president Luo's secretary to report directly. There is no president Luo's mobile phone number, but only his office number, so we can't confirm that your mobile phone number is president Luo. Otherwise, you can call her office seat number or her assistant Yayi's contact information directly. If you get through, I'll release the elevator immediately. Can you have a look?"

"No..." Jerry looked unhappy and anxious: "I just don't have her secretary and office number, so I can argue with you here! I'm really her fiance, can't you contact me for confirmation? Am I a living man, flying over half the Pacific Ocean for more than ten hours, just to kidnap or kidnap your president Luo?"

The more Jerry said, the more excited he was, and threw his ticket and mobile phone on the counter: "and... I'm so aboveboard. I'm not a pig brain, am I, miss?"

Jerry spent all his life learning and finally blurted out these Chinese sentences.

The receptionist saw that Jerry was unconvinced and rose to the point of doing it!

So he changed a very impatient tone and said, "I said, sir, don't think you are handsome and can speak such fluent Chinese, so you can do whatever you want. Our company has relevant rules and regulations, and we can't break the rules for you alone, can we?"

Jerry was unconvinced and wanted to search all kinds of words in his mind to refute. His face was black and white.

Because the movement was too loud, the passers-by around him cast strange eyes.

After all, in Jerry's style, people in city a still have a high return rate.

When the front desk lady was in a dilemma, Yayi dialed directly to the front desk because she couldn't wait for Jerry's plane at the airport for a long time: "Hello, Lili, please help me check whether there is a gentleman named 'Jerry' on all flights from Britain to city a today. I didn't receive his plane at the airport. I don't know whether it was late or early. This gentleman is very important. He is president Luo's fiance."

The receptionist looked surprised. She took the receiver and looked at Jerry. Then she turned her head and looked at the landline. She hesitated and said, "sister Yayi, are you talking about a handsome man with blond hair and blue eyes, who can speak fluent Chinese, about 1.84 meters tall, with long legs and exquisite facial features, like Brad Pitt?"

With that, she looked at Jerry in front of her with a shy face. Jerry saw that the front desk lady suddenly looked at herself up and down like this. He was very confused, so he looked at the front desk lady in surprise and waited for her to answer himself.

Yayi was even more surprised: "why? Have you seen this man?"

Yayi's guess is not wrong. She must have made a mistake or the flight arrived early: "has this person appeared in the company?"

The front desk lady didn't know how to explain to Yayi, but said obediently, "yes, sister Yayi... This person is right in front of me now. He claims to be president Luo's fiance... I..."

A million cats were scratching in her heart: "I told him just now that I couldn't prove that he was president Luo's fiance, so I couldn't put him up. Did I offend him and get laid off..."

The front desk lady's tone was full of regret and grievances. If she had known that this handsome little foreign brother was the boss's fiance, her attitude would not be so strong just now.

"Oh, why are you so blind? Why don't you call me to confirm?" Yayi also beat her chest and feet at the airport.

The receptionist began to stamp her feet in place, but afraid of causing Jerry's groundless speculation, she had to cover the microphone and whisper, "Oh, sister Yayi, I just don't have the eyesight to be the receptionist, otherwise I can be general secretary Luo directly like you. Now... What should I do now?" Jerry is still here. He always has to give a proper excuse.

Yayi said, "take him to Luo's general office and wait. I'll go back to the company and explain to Luo." Then he hung up the phone.

The receptionist was stunned, so she had to flinch and put down the phone, then piled up a smile and looked at Jerry: "well... Mr. Jerry, isn't it?"

Jerry asked, "do you know why I can't look at her directly now?"

The receptionist spat out her tongue several times, took small steps, then quickly stretched out her hand and guided Jerry to the elevator.