Reborn with a Cell Phone 2007

Yesterday, Ji Shumiao was a boss who talked about billions of dollars at the land auction site;

Today, Ji Shumiao is a junior high school student who is calculating how to buy the cheapest TV on Singles' Day.

Ji Shumiao was grinning when he saw the word problems in the math test. This familiar expression style and question-setting habits must be Yan Wei.

Ji Shumiao complained in his heart, this is because Yan Wei must be regretting it so much that he didn’t get the TV at the cheapest price on Double Eleven, right?

Ji Shumiao glanced at Yan Wei, who was invigilating on the podium, and was glared at by Yan Wei without any lethality.

Ji Shumiao handed in the paper and left early. It wasn't that she wanted to be crazy about it, but she just had a schedule today.

Yinlang, who was waiting at the classroom door, naturally took her schoolbag, and the two of them quickly walked towards the school gate.

Ji Shumiao told Yin Xiao last night about Xu Yanxi and Chu Hongyi's mother Chu Anran. Chu Anran had done all sorts of evil in her previous life, including being involved in gangs and drug trafficking, and had ruined countless families.

The matter was of great importance, so Yin Xiao took the recorder and left overnight. He was replaced by Yin Lang this morning, who came back with a bamboo feather duster and locked Ji Shumiao, Ji Shulang, Qin Shuyu and Ji Shutong in the gym for a special training. Ji Shumiao's limbs are still weak and unresponsive.

"I'm not your soft-hearted Sister Xiaoxiao. I have strength and means." Yinlang walked back and forth with his hands behind his back, and without warning, he hit Ji Shulang on the waist with a duster, "Keep your back straight! Pull in your waist, and keep your back and waist straight!"

Ji Shulang, holding the dumbbells in front of him, gritted his teeth and said, "Yes!"

Ji Shumiao was on the treadmill, missing Yin Xiao. He stared blankly at Yin Lang as he passed by and casually raised the slope of the treadmill...

Yang Donglin had been waiting at the school gate for a while. Seeing her coming, Sui Xixi in the back seat opened the car door and greeted her: "The New Year gifts are all in the trunk, and the clothes have been taken back and placed in the back seat."

Ji Shumiao: "Okay, you can go off work first."

"Ah?" Sui Xixi was stunned. "Boss, you're going to fight on the battlefield, and I'm leaving get off work early like this? Isn't that a bit too much?"

"There's nothing else to do. Of course you can go home." Ji Shumiao got in the car. "Besides, isn't it closer to your home?"

Sui Xixi was so moved that tears welled up in her eyes: "Boss, I will work with you forever."

Ji Shumiao snapped his fingers happily: "I remember it."

Sui Xixi waved goodbye to them, and her back revealed a happy look as she walked home.

There were snacks and hot tea prepared by Sui Xixi in the car. Ji Shumiao gave some to Yinlang, but he declined.

Well, it would be nice if Sister Xiaoxiao was here.

Ji Shumiao was going to meet Xiong Youzhu. Firstly, Shenglang Building would be put into use after the new year. Ji Shumiao reserved a floor for the "Think About It" studio, so Xiangli Studio would naturally move in. In recent years, Ji Shumiao and Li Xiang have cooperated very well and happily, and several games produced and launched online have been very popular in the market.

Long-term cooperation will inevitably require a closer cooperation model, which can only be discussed with Xiong Youzhu. Xiong Youzhu will fly abroad early tomorrow morning and will not be back until after the New Year. He only has time this afternoon.

It was the new year, so Ji Shumiao gave him a new year gift.

When they arrived at Xiong Youzhu's territory, there was naturally a warm reception. Ji Shumiao exchanged pleasantries all the way to the meeting room. Mr. Xiong and Mr. Ji met and went straight to the point without any nonsense. They finalized the overall direction and important matters very efficiently, and the remaining details were left to the people below to discuss.

Ji Shumiao took a sip of tea and said, "I heard that Grandpa Xiong likes to collect snuff bottles recently. It just so happens that my grandfather found a bargain at the antique market a few days ago. I hope Grandpa Xiong won't dislike it."

It doesn’t matter whether it’s a real bargain or not; what matters is that the gift touches the heart.

Seeing that they had finished discussing serious matters and were about to start chatting about family matters, the other participants tactfully excused themselves.

Ji Shumiao was stunned for a moment when he saw the deputy general manager leaving. Xiong Youzhu noticed this and said with a smile, "Don't try to poach my people."

Ji Shumiao hesitated for a moment, but finally said, "I have a question that is presumptuous but makes me curious. Can I ask it?"

"Ask." The expression on Xiong Youzhu's face at this moment was exactly the same as the one he gave Li Xiang.

Ji Shumiao carefully chose his words and changed his address: "Well...Uncle Xiong, your two vice presidents don't look...particularly smart."

At the beginning, Ji Shumiao thought that the people under the command of a boss among bosses like Xiong Youzhu must be Lu Bu among men and Red Hare among horses, but after several contacts, he found that it was not the case. In this business world where every person is a thousand-year-old vixen, the abilities of those two are really like old oxen that bury their heads in their work, too mediocre.

It's not that he is wise but appears foolish, nor that he is dull but appears sharp. It's just... a little bit not very smart.

Xiong Youzhu chuckled: "There is no shortage of smart people in this world, what is lacking is loyal people."

Even if we consider the talents picked from thousands, there are nearly 14 of them in China.

Ji Shumiao suddenly had an epiphany.

Xiong Youzhu: "Although it may not be polite to say this, the smartest Border Collies are the breed with the highest abandonment rate, and they cannot be used as police dogs. If they are too smart, they will have many ideas of their own and their obedience rate will be low."

This statement is much more presumptuous than hers.

"There are a lot of smart people around you. It's a good thing now, but not necessarily in the future." Xiong Youzhu stopped talking.

Ji Shumiao also found that she still had a long way to go in terms of employing people.

On the way back to the company, Ji Shumiao pinched the corner of the paper bag beside him. Not feeling satisfied, he pinched it with his fingernails, leaving one nail mark after another.

This plain paper bag is very large and only has a simple logo of a high-end custom suit brand printed on it.

When the car reached the fork in the road, Ji Shumiao finally crushed a corner of the paper bag and said, "Go to Tonghuali."

After staying up for two nights, Zhou Hui curled up on the sofa in his office to catch up on some sleep. When the alarm rang, he closed his eyes and reached for his cell phone, but felt a smooth and soft hand. The unfamiliar touch made Zhou Hui's hair stand on end instantly, and all sleepiness disappeared without a trace.

Ji Shumiao stuck out his tongue apologetically: "I wanted to turn it off for you."

Zhou Hui sat up tiredly, hugging the blanket and sighing: "I owed you in my last life. I stayed up for two nights and you caught me after I slept for just one hour."

"I don't mean to blame you." Ji Shumiao muttered softly.

This unshaven and lazy look of his was the first time in Ji Shumiao's life.

In his previous life, even when the company was on the verge of bankruptcy, he would dress himself neatly every day, shave three times a day, morning, noon and night, and not allow even a stubble to appear.

Thinking of this, Ji Shumiao's heart tightened and she touched her nose guiltily - it seemed that Zhou Hui had spoiled her.

"Hey, has Ji Baopi changed his personality today? The sun is rising from the west?" Zhou Hui glanced out the window, "Oh, there is no sun today."

Zhou Hui's eyes were full of defensiveness and distrust, because Ji Shumiao had a long criminal record.

Ji Shumiao threw the paper bag at his feet to him: "Here, a birthday present."

"It's my birthday."

"This is not... the construction schedule has not been met."

Actually, Ji Shumiao forgot.

Zhou Hui saw the logo on the paper bag and opened it doubtfully: "What the hell, what the hell..."

This brand's custom-made suits start at six figures and go up to eight figures. Zhou Hui was so shocked that he jumped twice on the sofa.

A full set of ultramarine suits, with all the accessories.

Zhou Hui clenched his hands in the air again and again, feeling that these two unwashed paws could not touch such a divine product.

Ji Shumiao felt sad for a moment and encouraged: "Just give it a try."

Zhou Hui calmed down a little, but still felt that something was wrong: "Why did you suddenly give me a suit? This will take at least half a year, you..."

"I ordered it to be made after I tore your clothes last time." Ji Shumiao ran out of patience. "If you don't want it, don't ask for it."

Zhou Hui automatically ignored the second half of her sentence, jumped up and took the clothes to try them on, walked two steps and turned back: "You, get out."

"Oh."

Ji Shumiao actually went out.