Reborn with a Cell Phone 2007

Thanks to Ji Shumiao's numerous evil deeds, Sui Xixi was put in all kinds of trouble.

After a day of making phone calls, Sui Xixi looked as if she had given up hope: "It really couldn't be done before the New Year. I had to persuade her to schedule it for the fifth day of the New Year."

Ji Shumiao turned around in his chair: "On the fifth day of the first lunar month, we welcome the God of Wealth, which is a good omen."

Sui Xixi handed her the list in her hand: "These are the people who are confirmed to be present; these are the people who are still hesitant and need to confirm their schedules. The ones specially marked are deliberately making trouble. You should remember what you did better than me..."

Ji Shumiao shrugged indifferently. These were either her rivals whose business had been snatched away, or a few people who had been humiliated by her in public.

Sui Xixi: "It is basically certain that they will not come. Their attitude is quite bad. It is useless to say anything."

"Okay, I understand. Thank you for your hard work~"

Sui Xixi's back bent, and she said weakly, "It's not hard work, but a hard life."

Ji Shumiao: "You should get off work first."

Sui Xixi and Ji Shumiao are probably the only secretaries who leave work before their bosses. Ji Shumiao hated working overtime with his boss in his previous life.

Before leaving, Sui Xixi touched Tongtong's round little face and left with satisfaction.

Tongtong stayed here the whole day. At the beginning, she was eager to help Ji Shumiao share the burden. Ji Shumiao held back his smile and handed her a purchase contract: "Then please ask Mr. Ji to help take a look."

Tongtong held the contract in both hands, looked at Ji Shumiao's face, then looked at the contract, and then looked at Ji Shumiao's face again - she recognized all the words, but couldn't recognize them when put together.

Ji Shumiao chuckled and rubbed her little head: "You have a sister and two brothers, this burden will never fall on you, just be happy and don't make things difficult for yourself."

Tongtong was like a deflated ball: "I'm so stupid. How come I'm still so stupid after being reborn?"

Ji Shumiao pretended to be angry: "Did you ignore everything I said last night?"

Tongtong repeated: "Don't mention rebirth. Try to be an ordinary and happy child. I remember it all."

"You're not stupid at all, you're the smartest three-year-old."

Tongtong covered the top of her head that she had patted gently and laughed.

Then, the smartest three-year-old just laid down and gave up completely.

Ji Shumiao was reading the contract, she was eating jelly;

Ji Shumiao is reviewing the promotional video for the next season's new product. She is munching on honey-glazed charcoal-grilled cod fillet.

Ji Shumiao communicated with foreign distributors in English over the phone. She was tearing milk and honey breadsticks by hand...

Ji Shumiao suppressed his laughter and said, "When you are older, I will let you become a food broadcaster. Don't waste your rare talent."

Tongtong agreed with both hands and feet: "I will listen to my sister."

Tongtong, who had been playing honestly for two hours, moved hesitantly to Ji Shumiao's chair, grabbed the edge of the desk with both hands, and looked at Ji Shumiao pitifully.

Ji Shumiao found it funny: "Sister Xixi is off work, you can only go to the cafeteria downstairs by yourself, just say you are Little President Ji."

Eight floors of this office building are rented by Shenglang Group. Cha Sanmei, Shu Xianghe, clothing and building materials companies all have offices here. There is a canteen open to employees, and the monthly meal allowance is paid directly to the employees' meal cards.

Tongtong cheered and ran out, then quickly ran back: "Sister, what are you eating?"

"I don't want to eat, don't worry about me." Ji Shumiao pressed the keys of the financial calculator without looking up: "Don't let the traffickers kidnap you."

"You really think I'm a three-year-old kid!"

——It turns out that a three-year-old child cannot reach the cafeteria window.

Tongtong stood on tiptoe: "Uncle, I want a fried chicken steak with a little bit of chili."

The uncle in the cafeteria leaned on the table to tease her: "Hey, whose child are you? Did you bring your parents' meal card?"

Overtime work is common in the company. People like Sui Xixi who leave work on time almost every day are the exception. Therefore, some employees bring their children to work overtime. Ji Shumiao didn't say anything except asking the logistics department to pay attention to safety hazards.

Tongtong: "I am a little..."

"You little rascal." A light laugh came from above.

Tongtong raised his head and saw a familiar face, and corrected seriously: "I'm not a little grudge!"

Zhou Hui said to the person in the window: "This is Mr. Ji's biological sister, Little Mr. Ji."

Ji Shutong straightened his chest and said, "Yes, it's me."

She got the fried chicken steak quickly, but Zhou Hui took away the bamboo stick she used to eat the chicken steak: "Give her the gloves."

"Yes, yes, look at my brain." The cafeteria uncle said, handing Tongtong a pair of food gloves.

Adult food gloves were too big for her and not convenient at all.

"Be safer." Zhou Hui patted her head.

Tongtong immediately took a step back and said righteously: "Not everyone can pat me on the head!"

"Oh, you're not even as tall as the table leg, but you've learned all your sister's bad habits." Zhou Hui crossed his arms and looked down at her.

Tongtong bared his teeth with a fierce look in his eyes and took a big bite of the chicken steak viciously.

It turns out that a three-year-old's provocation is just a joke in the eyes of adults.

Zhou Hui was overjoyed.