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He wanted to use himself as a tool again.

"If I don't try, how would I know that I'm unsuitable?"

"My interest is design. I don't have that much ambition."

"It seems that my wings have grown harder, and I don't know my status anymore."

This time, Shang Jin was not angry, nor was he the least bit displeased.

He only wanted to know where Jian Ning started, and how his wings turned stiff.

He pushed the wheelchair and went upstairs.

Inside the study room, Shang Jin was standing with his back facing Song Ge, not moving at all. Those who didn't know what he was doing would probably think that he had already fallen asleep.

The air was filled with the scent of conspiracy.

"Keep an eye on our movements. Oh right, watch out for that old bald donkey, Zhuang Ye. If he contacts Jian Xingfeng, inform me immediately."

"Yes."

Song Ge remembered what Jian Xingfeng had said. Seeing that he did not have any orders, he left.

Shang Jin took out the manuscript that Ai Di returned from the drawer last time. He stared at the name on it and squinted his eyes, not understanding what he was thinking.

"Jian Ning, you want to escape from my, Shang Jin's, hands? In your dreams."

He caressed Jian Ning's manuscript, softly whispering to it as if he was his lover.

was like a spinning top every day, wandering around everywhere and didn't have time to care about those trivial matters.

However, Zheng Kai, this idle person, makes one call a day. It has already been a week and he still hasn't stopped.

Finally, when he called again, Jian Ning chose to delay.

"Uncle Zheng, can I think about it? With regards to mother's hard work, I need more time."

This time, Zheng Kai did not make it difficult for her and straightforwardly agreed.

"Good niece, uncle knew you were a sensible child. Alright, I'll give you some time to consider."

After hanging up the phone, Jian Ning finally had time to catch her breath, and then headed to the other departments to prepare for the press conference.

In Jian Xingfeng's office, the person Zhuang Ye called to meet up with had already arrived.

It was a very young lady. Judging from her appearance, she should be a student.

However, she was lazily leaning against the sofa, skillfully blowing out smoke rings. Her white clothes were less pure and more alluring.

"Mr. Jane, if you want to invite me here to see what I look like, you have to increase the price."

As he said that, he threw an eye contact at Jian Xingfeng.

Jian Xingfeng could not help but swallow his saliva, and turned his gaze to another place with a guilty conscience.

"Hehe, Mr. Jane sure knows how to act. You're still pretending to be a gentleman?"

The woman put out her cigarette and walked up to the desk, prostrating herself in front of it, revealing her snow-white chest generously.

"Miss Zhao, I didn't invite you here to sell meat. If there aren't any problems, you should change the design."

Jian Xingfeng coldly threw the design paper that he stole from Jian Ning in front of Zhao Hui, and showed it to her.

Zhao Hui observed it for a while before putting it down. She sat on the edge of the table and laughed at him.

"It's that simple? This is something that many people would do."

"Humph!" Jian Xingfeng coldly snorted, and said: "If that's really so simple, then what do I want you to do?"

"What do you mean?"

Although Zhao Hui really liked the praise of others, she didn't like accepting missions that required a lot of thought power.

"What you drew, is completely unlike a human's. This is not a simple imitation."

Seeing her nervous face, Jian Xingfeng couldn't help but look down on her. That old guy Zhuang Ye called her the strongest person, he really knew how to brag.

Zhao Hui took a deep breath, and looked at Jian Xingfeng with hidden bitterness.

"Mr. Jane, I'm not a professional designer. I don't know why, but I look like two different people."

"I'll give you an extra 200,000 yuan. Show me what you can do within three days." He did not even look at Zhao Hui and directly threw out two hundred thousand.

He did not care about her flowery words. As long as it was something that could be solved with money, it was not a big problem.

"Alright."

Zhao Hui proudly raised her chin, and kept the script and the money.

She stood there propping both her hands on the table, and looked at Jian Xingfeng with clear eyes, then smiled sweetly.

"Please be at ease, Mr. Jane. I will definitely take care of everything that my boss has instructed me to."

After saying that, she slowly turned around, twisted her waist, and left.

Jingshan Villa.

"Did you see it clearly?" Shang Jin asked without turning his head.

Song Ge was conflicted for a moment, and continued: "Our people can't get too close, but since Zhao Hui entered Jian Xingfeng's office, it can't be wrong."

"I'll give you half an hour. I want to know what they're talking about."

Jian Xingfeng stared ahead, and ordered in a cold voice.

"Yes."

Song Ge was startled. Although this was a difficult mission to complete, it was still possible.

After he left, Shang Jin took out a cigarette that he had not touched for a long time and lit it up between his fingers.

His eyes were filled with gloom. Now, the war between him and Zhuang Ye's group had finally begun.

As for Jian Ning, I am very sorry, she is my ally, there is no reason for me to stand idly by the side and watch.

Shang Jin took the photo Song Ge just left behind, and looked at it seriously as the corner of his mouth raised dangerously.

"Jian Ning, don't think that you can escape so easily." he said to himself.

Jian Ning who was in the office suddenly tensed up, and looked around vigilantly.

Weird, no one was around. Did they meet a ghost?

Jian Ning shrugged her shoulders coldly, and quickly ran out of the office and into the sample room.

In the Jian family, many people were paying attention to Jian Ning's every move, including Xu Zhijie who was not working at the Jian family.

Inside the Xu family's villa, an assistant was holding onto a piece of information in Xu Zhijie's hands.

"Boss, Mr. Jane has already made her move. Are we going to make our move?"

Xu Zhijie, who had an icy face for ten thousand years, raised his head and looked at the photo again as he took a grape from the side and threw it into the assistant's mouth.

"When I'm looking at something, I don't like people interrupting me."

Under his cold gaze, the assistant immediately shut up.

After Xu Zhijie finished looking through all the information and photos, he took the lighter, lit it up and threw it into the trash can.

"The father and daughter pair can fight however they want, but what should we do if we allow outsiders to join in on the fight?"

He suddenly looked at his assistant, who had her head lowered, and coldly asked.

The assistant could only feel June's cold breath on his face as he lifted his head.

"We should help the weak. We should kick out those who are after the Jane family."

The assistant replied rationally, but directly threw the book on the table onto his body.

"Even after following me for so long, I'm still so stupid."

Xu Zhijie let out a light ridicule, as he adjusted his breathing, and looked at Yun Che very seriously.

"Regardless of whether they are outsiders or someone from the Jane family, they should get out of my sight."

The assistant could not help but shiver, feeling sad for Jian Xingfeng.

Alright, those who can stop Jian Xingfeng are already in a formation, this will be a good show.