C101

Ling family manor, up and down are busy.

Today, the young master seldom comes back and wants to have dinner with the old man of Mei family. The whole manor has not been so lively for a long time.

Lao Li, the housekeeper left behind, was even busier than ever.

See Ling Ji get out of the car, he rushed forward to push open the door of the house.

"Master, you are back at last." He just came forward to receive Ling Ji's coat. He didn't want to be preempted by Shuke and took it in his hand.

"How is the old man?" Ling Ji spoke faintly and walked forward without stopping.

"All right, all right." Old Li promised to keep up with his pace, "just after the phone conversation with the old man, you came, but it's just a coincidence."

"You should have reported to the old man in advance if you knew that I came back and had dinner with the Mei family."

"Oh, look at what you said, young master. We have to talk to the master every day. As for your meal at Mei's house today, we also casually mention it, not to mention that the master is very happy?"

"Thank you very much for sending me a message." Words down, Ling Ji did not look at him, walking toward the hall.

It was the living room where I had dinner with my father last time. The design of Western European court style shows luxury and luxury. Carved wooden tables and chairs, magnificent murals

Ling Ji raised his eyes and swept them up and down. He was not happy in his eyes.

"Young master, where are you dissatisfied Old Li had already seen everything in his eyes, and hastened to step forward with a wink, and asked with a smile on his face.

"Not satisfied."

"Ah?" Mr. Li, whose face has always been a symbol of movement, was stunned. He didn't know. So, "what do you mean, young master?"

"I don't like the layout of the whole living room." Lift your hand to untie the button on the cuff, and pull the sleeve over the forearm to show the color of being able to do it.

"Change it."

"What style do you like, young master?"

"National style."

Old Li Leng for two seconds, slowly taste the four words.

Finally, after three hours of transformation, the style of the whole living room has changed.

The European style palace murals on the wall have been transformed into landscape ink splashing paintings. The table is a retro nanmu table. The whole room looks a lot lower than before, although each stroke is valuable.

Ling Ji came out to have a look, also did not see nod, also did not shake his head, walked back to the room again.

Lao Li didn't know why, so he rushed forward to hold Shuke, "what do you mean, young master?"

Shuck looked sorry. "It should be unsatisfied."

"Why not?" Lao li felt that his taste was good enough. Looking around the living room, he could not find any trace of European style before.

"Isn't this the national style demanded by the young master?"

"It doesn't taste right." Shuk suggested to him, "the room is full of formaldehyde smell from new furniture. Do you think the president will be satisfied?"

"Ah? That's what I said After a sudden realization, Lao Li ran downstairs and called the people to gather together.

"Try every means to get rid of the smell in the room before the guests come!"

At an order, the whole house began to work.

Dinner time is set at six in the evening, so they have two hours left. An hour later, however, another guest came to the manor.

"Are you?" Looking at the man in front of him, Lao li felt familiar, so he didn't let the guard stop him.

"I'm the president of blue group, LAN Zhiming. Please tell Mr. Ling that I have something important to look for."

After Lao Li answered, he rushed to the manor and told Shuke about it. As a result, Shuke did not pass the message. He said, "no, I don't see you."

Since this period of time, how many troubles have been caused by the blue family? Now there is still face to President? Yes, now his daughter and son-in-law are in prison, and only the president can deal with it.

However, I knew that the president would not help him with his toes. Who let them not think about the consequences when they bullied his wife?

Lao Li is not talking too much, so he has to drive LAN Zhiming out. But he refused to leave and stood outside the door and called inside.

"Mr. Ling, I really have something important to do. Please see me."

"Tell me what you want." To see the guests later, shuck had to come out.

"No, this matter is very important. I must tell Mr. Ling personally."

"Do you like to say it or not?" Shuk turned to walk, but was still held by the other side.

LAN Zhiming is helpless, so he has to tell him all the things Meiqing talked to him in the morning.

Finish saying to add a way again, "trouble you to tell Ling Zong a, after my Lan Shi all stand on his side."

He said he looked at Shuk, and thought the other party would be shocked and grateful to him, but he didn't want to hear him say.

"Well, I see.""Mr. Shuke, are you not going to tell Mr. Ling about this?"

"I know what to do."

"Mr. Shuke, I promise I won't fight against Mr. Ling any more. You know..."

Shuck nodded, indicating that he could go back.

Turn around and walk to Ling family manor, around the living room, walk up the second floor, the innermost room is Ling Ji's. The door was half closed, and he stopped at the door and tapped three times.

"President, LAN Zhiming has just been here."

In the room, it's not clear whether Ling Ji is doing some social activities. He just hears him hum.

After getting the instructions, Shuk understood that he could continue to say, "someone in the Mei family wanted to cooperate with him, and he wanted to stand on our side..."

The man inside snorted coldly, "you tell him, I accept his kindness, but don't try to use this to offset his daughter's crime."

"Good, Mr. Ling."

"Wait a minute." Ling Ji called him out again. "Lan Lan drama clothes and scripts, how about the check?"

On hearing this, Shuk hurried back and stood outside the door respectfully again. "This matter was handed over to young master Bai before. At present, others are outside, subordinates..."

Obviously, he felt a cold wind blowing out of the room. Shuk's back was stiff, and he quickly turned his mouth again. "But the president can rest assured that Bai Shao has almost checked it. When he comes back, he can make the whole thing known to the public."

After waiting for a long time, without waiting for the response of the insiders, Shuk wiped the sweat on his forehead, and for a moment he did not dare to say much.

"Wait a minute." The deep voice sounded again. Ling Ji put down the pen in his hand and kneaded his temple. After a long time, he slowly opened his mouth and said, "go and invite his wife here."

Shuk should be next, hastily drove the car toward blue Lan's studio.

I thought she was off work, but I didn't want to ask her by phone just now that she was still shooting the night show on the set.

"Well, Madame is really desperate."

He didn't understand. He had already followed the president. Why did he work so hard?