Flash marriage to a wealthy family, the abstinent president proves love every night

"Hello Miss Qi, here is the elevator card to the top floor, here you are." The front desk handed over the card respectfully with both hands.

The top floor of Ji's Group has always been the exclusive floor for the chairman to meet important customers.

After Ji Zheng made a fuss at the wedding, Ji Tingqiu held a board meeting on the grounds that Ji's company's stock price plummeted, and publicly voted to remove Ji Zheng from the post of chairman and Ji Tingqiu took over.

"Lili, what's going on, what's the situation with this one?"

Qi Yu glanced at him, pretending not to know Cong Rong.

"Miss Qi, this beauty said to go to the top floor to meet Mr. Ji, but she didn't make an appointment, and I dare not let her go up even if I have ten guts." Lili said innocently.

Her previous job was to let her go to the top without a thorough investigation. As a result, she disturbed Mr. Ji's big clients, and she not only had to bear the losses caused to the company, but was also fired.

"Oh, you're right, the top floor isn't just for random people to get in,

What about Mr. Ji?Are we there? "

Qi Yu glanced at Cong Rong, the corners of his mouth curled up mockingly, then he took the magnetic card and walked towards the elevator.

"Hi Miss Qi!"

"Morning Miss Qi!"

Several employees who came and went recognized Qi Yu and greeted him respectfully.

Starting a month ago, Qi Yu came to the top floor to look for Ji Tingqiu every now and then.The two have always been an image of a couple holding arms intimately in front of everyone.

The employees had long thought that she was the president's real girlfriend, and Ji Tingqiu never explained it.

Until the live broadcast of the wedding scene yesterday, the company's employees were blown up in private in the group.

Seeing that Qi Yu was still going up to the top floor in a big way, he couldn't help opening his eyes.

Just as Qi Yu closed the elevator door, several people began to discuss,

"I'll go. What kind of chaotic relationship is this? This Miss Qi is not the bride."

"Absolutely not. The one who married Mr. Ji is no worse than a fairy. Ms. Qi is a human being, and the young lady is a heaven and earth."

"You're not talking about the beauty stopped by Lili at the front desk, are you? The reflectors are too white. I haven't been this white for a month since I died."

"Wait a minute, what stupid thing did Lili do to stop the real wife and put the counterfeit one on?"

Cong Rong took out her mobile phone from her bag and wanted to call Ji Tingqiu, but found that the battery of the mobile phone was low.

"Hi, how about I use your phone to call Ji Tingqiu and ask him to come down and pick me up."

Cong Rong tried to communicate with the front desk again.

"Let President Ji come down to pick you up? You're not mistaken, our President Ji's time is like gold, you first find a way to find a way to make an appointment with the administration and let me know the time."

Lili simply sat back on her chair and ignored Cong Rong. How could someone who didn't even know Ms. Qi know Mr. Ji.

On the top floor, the elevator door opened, and Qi Yu swayed gracefully in her silver high-heeled shoes. She specially put on makeup to meet Mr. Fairman today.

"Cong Rong, if you can do it, I, Qi Yu, can easily bend over even a little."

Qi Yu's fair fingers gently gripped the doorknob, the corners of his mouth curled up in a standard arc, and he pushed the door open to enter.

In the luxurious living room of more than 200 square meters, Ji Tingqiu was sitting on a short sofa, dressed in a rigorous navy blue suit, his sitting posture was upright and elegant enough to control the audience.

Across the table from him, sitting on the couch directly opposite were Mr. Ferman and his student, Zhang Feng, the owner of the "Hemu" bridal shop.The two sat on the left and right sides.

The sound of the doorknob turning attracted the attention of the three of them. When seeing Qi Yu came in, Ji Tingqiu suddenly narrowed his eyes and was shocked by Qi Yu's appearance.

Fellman and Zhang Feng were clearly unhappy, especially Zhang Feng.

As a "woman's confidant and good sister", he knows Qi Yu's psychology better than anyone else.

Zhang Feng pretended to look out the window and rolled his eyes.

"Mr. Fellman, let me introduce you. This is Qi Yu, Miss Qi."

A trace of unhappiness flashed in Ji Tingqiu's eyes and then quickly disappeared. He immediately got up and took the initiative.

"Qi Yu, this is Mr. Fairman, who is world-renowned as the designer of the British royal family. You must have heard of it for a long time."

"Mr. Felman has long admired, long admired!'"

Qi Yu smiled and nodded and stretched out his hands, but Mr. Fellman refused to shake hands with a nod of greeting.

Her smile froze on her cheeks for two seconds, and she quickly withdrew her hands wittily.

"Mr. Ji, the purpose of meeting here today is to meet Ms. Cong Rong, not to discuss cooperation with your Ji family. Where is she now?" Fehrman's face was already displeased.

What he wanted to see was Cong Rong, who was as cold as a fairy, not the vulgar fan in front of him.

"Wait a moment, I called the front desk to ask, it was our company's mistake, please forgive me."

Ji Tingqiu suppressed his anger and still had a calm expression on his face.

"No need, I have a return ticket the day after tomorrow, next time I will ask Miss Cong Rong in person, so I won't bother Mr. Ji."

Fairman got up, brushed his suit and walked towards the door without looking back.

Seeing that he was already angry, Ji Tingqiu knew that if he spoke again, he would lose his value, and it would not be of any benefit to the later negotiations and cooperation, so he could only follow him silently and send him downstairs.

"Ting Qiu, I didn't do it on purpose..."

Qi Yu looked innocently, only seeing the man's indifferent back.

"If you can't find Cong Rong, you and your bridal shop will close together, don't call me my student from now on!"

The elevator opened on the first floor, and Ferman walked out of the building cursing Zhang Feng all the way.

Zhang Feng could only bear the spittle, he greeted the eighteen generations of Qi Yu's ancestors in his heart.

Others may not be aware of Fehrman's eccentricity, but as a closed disciple who has followed him for ten years, he knows everything in his heart.

Let him offer whatever looks his master likes.

If you don't like it, if you look at it more than once, you may have a rabies attack.

He looked around looking for something to divert the teacher's attention, only to find that Cong Rong was sitting beside the huge flower pond in a daze.

"Shh, teacher, I have a surprise for you!"

Zhang Feng seized the opportunity to stop Ferman's chattering mouth, and pointed him in the direction of Cong Rong.

Only the ancestors can defeat the ancestors!

Cong Rong is wearing a dark green cotton vest dress today. Her milky white skin and dark green form a very strong visual impact. Her seaweed-like long hair falls lazily around her waist, dark green It is more mature and noble than forest green, and the whole person looks like a queen returning, which makes people unable to take their eyes off.

"Cong Rong, you have promised me that you will come to the company, why did you break your promise!"

Ji Tingqiu stepped forward first and grabbed her wrist and shouted in a low voice.

"I... I was just about to..."

Cong Rong was in a daze, startled by the man's sudden grab.

"Do you know how much effort you have put in for today? Because of your lateness, Mr. Felman's impression of Ji's has plummeted to the bottom."

"The front desk said that I would not be allowed in without an appointment. I arrived half an hour ago, and my phone was dead."

Cong Rong looked at him and replied lightly, brushed past him and walked towards Zhang Feng.

Ji Tingqiu felt super upset when he was ignored coldly.

Who was that woman who didn't even dare to lift her eyelids or meet his gaze last night?

"Boss Zhang, is this the one you said Mr. Fellman?"

The smile on the corner of Cong Rong's mouth was just right.