Reborn with a Cell Phone 2007

Ji Shutong's full moon banquet was grand and luxurious. Many important figures in the business world came, and all the members of the Lu family came to show their support. Many people also joined in the fun for the sake of Lu Yong and his brothers.

Everyone in the Ji family was busy greeting the guests, and they were dizzy and overwhelmed. There were too many twists and turns to count.

This family and this family are relatives by marriage; that family and another family are sworn enemies, so they have to be on guard against fighting; the female companion that boss brought is a mistress, and the mistress is hanging on the arm of another young talent; this lady and that young master are having an affair... an affair, the seats should be arranged as far apart as possible...

Ji Shumiao, who was wearing a pair of high heels, couldn't stand it anymore and sneaked to a small private room to rest. Her friends were all here tonight, and Qin Rong opened a private room for them. When they were tired, they came here to rest and eat.

Ji Shumiao sat down on the sofa, kicked off his shoes, and sighed in comfort: "Oh my God, I'm so tired and rich..."

My mind is full of business, including clothing brands entering major supermarkets, sales of building materials factories, and new technology research and development cooperation with matcha factories...

When you meet someone, you have to say the right words. Your brain and mouth must be working around the clock and you can't let your guard down for even a moment. I really admire those people who are so versatile and good at networking.

Qingqing squeezed her shoulders caringly and encouraged her: "When God bestows a great responsibility on a person, he must first endure what ordinary people cannot endure."

Ji Shumiao waved to Dazhu who was eating heartily not far away: "Zhu'er, bring something to feed your boss, I'm almost dying of hunger."

Dazhu took the clean dishes and picked out the dishes that he thought were the most delicious.

Du Zixi poured a glass of juice and handed it to her: "Your Majesty, please."

Ji Shumiao: "My beloved concubine, please stand up~"

After a short rest, Ji Shumiao gathered himself together, got himself ready, and ran to the next battlefield with high morale.

"Boss, you look like you're working so hard." Dazhu raised his head from the cream cake and glanced in the direction where Ji Shumiao left.

Du Zixi was also distressed: "The dark circles under her eyes can't be covered by foundation. I haven't seen her for a few days and I think she has lost weight."

Qingqing's expression flickered and she lowered her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.

After seeing off the last batch of guests, Ji Shumiao immediately revealed his true form and leaned heavily on Ji Shulang, not even having the energy to complain about being tired.

Qin Yun took out some flat shoes for the ladies to change into. No one had time to eat that night, so they simply asked the hotel staff to serve some food and prepared to rest and eat something before going home.

Tongtong had gone home with her grandparents to sleep a long time ago, and the only ones left were the young people in the family.

Ji Shumiao will go to Hebei early tomorrow morning to deal with the garment factory's matters, while Ji Shulang will negotiate the fabric supply. Fortunately, the hot pot restaurant is now being watched by the Qin Rong sisters, so they can breathe a sigh of relief.

Ji Shumiao was eating seafood noodles and chatting about several CEOs who were interested tonight when Qin Rong interrupted her: "It gives me a headache just listening to this. Finish your meal first."

Ji Shumiao didn't want this to happen either, so he pouted: "There are so many things to do..."

The things at hand have not been completed yet, and new things will arise. Ji Shumiao just hates that he is unable to handle everything.

After Ji Shumiao finished his noodles, he leaned back in his chair and stared at the magnificent banquet hall in a daze.

She suddenly remembered the photo that Boss Chen sent her today. The DNA comparison results showed that the person was his biological son.

In front of the dilapidated shack, Mr. Chen and his wife held the thin, dark, frightened little boy and cried silently. Behind them stood a crowd of onlookers, including men, women, young and old.

Those pairs of eyes were numb and empty, and those faces were incomplete, sick, and deformed...

Poverty and wealth have divided human beings into two species.

Rights, responsibilities, and desires are originally one and the same.

Ji should assume corresponding social responsibilities.

Boss Chen assured her that the best batch of Phoenix Dancong tea from his tea garden would be sent to Beijing within seven days as a thank-you gift to her.

Ji Shumiao plans to donate all the proceeds from Cha Sammi's new products in the name of Cha Sammi and Boss Chen.

After the turnaround is over, group formation can be put on the agenda. Finance is a big problem...

Brain pain.

"It's already four in the morning." Ji Zhenhua yawned, "Miaomiao, have you rested enough? Let's go back."

Yes, go home, change clothes and go to Hebei.

Ji Shumiao felt hopeless: "I'm going to the bathroom, wait for me for a few minutes."

After solving his physiological problem, Ji Shumiao was about to leave the cubicle when he heard a ghostly voice.

"I just got out and found a job yesterday. How can I give you money?!"

Zhao Mei!