Pillow with You in Black Pride

"Boss, you are finally back. The old man has been here for a long time and is waiting for you in the study." Before Ji Ting entered, Song Wei greeted him, finished what he wanted to say, and reminded Ji Ting in a low voice 'The old man is angry'.

When the door of the study room opened, Ji Zhongming was sitting in front of the desk smoking a cigarette holder. Seeing Ji Ting coming in, the color on his old face was even more ugly. If it wasn't for the lights still on, he was wearing a blue Tang suit Ji Zhongming, who was sitting in the chair, also looked like a ghost, with a frightening face.

Song Wei wanted to go out immediately, but as soon as he turned around, he was stopped by Ji Zhongming. He knocked the solid wood pipe on the ashtray a few times and poured the burnt ash into it. He turned to Song Wei: "Come here."

Song Wei looked at Ji Zhongming in fear, and then turned to Ji Ting. Seeing that his boss didn't respond, he walked slowly towards Ji Zhongming, stood next to Ji Zhongming and respectfully called "Old Master".

Without further ado, Ji Zhongming handed the pipe to Song Wei. Who was Song Wei? At the beginning, he blocked Yang Qi's several knives in order to work under Yang Qi's hands. Afterwards, he bypassed Yang Qi and directly followed the boss Ji Ting. It's not bad, but the ability to observe words and expressions is even better.As soon as Ji Zhongming handed over the pipe, Song Wei bent over and took it with both hands, without asking or talking, and stood aside to fill Ji Zhongming with shredded tobacco.

"Come here so late, what's the matter?" Ji Ting stood upright, the words from his mouth were still cold and indifferent, and his face was expressionless.

Song Wei, who was standing next to Ji Zhongming, sweated secretly for Ji Ting, and spilled some of the shredded tobacco in his hand due to panic, and Song Wei was already sweating profusely when he finished loading it.

Ji Zhongming glanced at Song Wei, who was in a hurry, and without saying a word, turned his head to look at Ji Ting who was standing opposite him: "How are things going in the United States?"

"It's all under control." Ji Ting said concisely. Normally, Ji Zhongming would be satisfied with his answer, but the purpose of his coming tonight is not just to hear him say "under control", the more Ji Ting behaved Calm and indifferent, the more Ji Zhongming is dissatisfied with him, it's like the little eagle that has been under his control has grown full of wings one day, and not only wants to leave him, but also wants to occupy the fruits of his hard work for many years. It made Ji Zhongming start to fear his existence.

The more Ji Zhongming feared Ji Ting in his heart, the calmer he looked. He took two puffs of the shredded tobacco that Song Wei had chosen, and the whole study was immediately enveloped in the smell of cigarettes.

"A Ting." Ji Zhongming took away his pipe and looked up into Ji Ting's eyes. The atmosphere between his grandfather and grandson suddenly became strange, which made even Song Wei, who was standing beside him, feel something was wrong.Ji Zhongming paused, and then said: "You should remember that the reason why our Ji family has fallen to where it is today, living in a small corner of the small port city, is it all because of who?"

"Remember." Although Ji Ting didn't have any expression on his face, when he heard Ji Zhongming mention this matter suddenly, he was stunned for a moment.

Ji Zhongming took a puff of cigarette, and slowly puffed out: "Just remember, you are my grandson, I know what kind of temper you have. But you still don't forget one thing, the enemy is the enemy, you must deal with the enemy Be ruthless, otherwise, once you give the other party a chance to stand up, you will be the only one who is doomed..." Ji Zhongming's tone was so leisurely that Song Wei, who was close to him, felt cold in his heart: "I have already When you get old, everything in the Ji family will belong to the two of you in the future, but if the enemies of our Ji family are not resolved, there will be no peace in this day. Even if our Ji family does not go to him, he will come to us sooner or later. As long as this matter is not resolved for a day, our Ji family will still exist for a day, that will be a thorn in his heart, how can he feel at ease if he doesn't pull it out?"

"Since I have promised, I will do it." Ji Ting looked at Ji Zhongming expressionlessly, without the slightest emotion in his eyes: "So you don't have to come here to remind me personally, I know what to do and what not to do. .”

As soon as the breath in Ji Zhongming's heart came up, he almost slapped Ji Ting on the table, but in the end he swallowed the breath forcefully and kept smoking: "Then let me ask you, what is the Longkan Wharf again?" What's going on?!"

Ji Ting narrowed his eyes slightly, and the coldness in his eyes was fleeting: "This matter was resolved at that time, and the person died in the sea."

Ji Zhongming snorted coldly, pulled out the magazine that had been pressed under his elbow, and threw it at Ji Ting. Song Wei was terrified when he saw it, and was afraid that the old man would be "stuck" if his boss got angry.

Ji Ting didn't respond, but just glanced down at the magazine at his feet...it was a business magazine, and the cover happened to be Chu Lingfeng.

The look in Ji Ting's eyes suddenly turned cold.

He always knew that Ji Zhongming had put eyeliner around him, but he didn't expect that even the locked magazines in his drawer could be found out.

"You haven't met Chu before, so I don't blame you for letting him go." Ji Zhongming stood up from his chair, and wearing a dark blue Tang suit always gave people a shrewd feeling in his bones: "But you keep going Contact him again and again but don’t do anything, don’t tell me that you still don’t know that he is Chu, you just want to be friends with a cunning businessman?”

"Old man, if you have something to say, don't get angry..." Seeing that the situation was wrong, Song Wei immediately came out to smooth things over: "It's not that President Chu has anything to do with the boss, but that he taught the young master his life before. I just came to thank you in person.”

"Save Xiao Luo?" Ji Zhongming suddenly laughed, his voice forced out of his throat, unspeakably sharp and sinister: "He can't wait to kill our Ji family, and he will kindly save Xiao Luo?" After that, Ji Zhongming Turning to Ji Ting, the sternness in his eyes was obvious: "It's because you live too comfortably in this position, so comfortable that you don't even know who you are!"

Ji Ting kept a cold face and didn't speak, even if Song Wei wanted to help, but Ji Zhongming was angry, and talking too much would only cause trouble.

"Don't think that anyone can take this seat. I warned you early on that whoever takes this seat will avenge our Ji family's revenge. If you can't do it, don't even think about this seat." Sit down again!" Ji Zhongming slammed the solid wooden pipe in his hand on the desk, and glared at Ji Ting: "Revenge is the only thing you should do!"

Ji Ting stood for a while without changing his expression, then turned and walked towards the door: "Song Wei, send the old man back."

Song Wei just wanted to say 'yes', but seeing Ji Zhongming's face as if he wanted to eat people, he didn't dare.

"You can't handle the things I told you, but you have time to see an irrelevant dead person every now and then!" Ji Zhongming trembled with anger, opened the drawer next to him, took a square box from it, and threw it at Ji Ting's feet , The cover was smashed open immediately, and the wrist watch wrapped in flannelette rolled out of the box, and at the bottom of the box was a black and white photo of a man.

When Song Wei saw it, his heart skipped a beat, and he secretly called out "it's over" and couldn't help but glance at Ji Ting's face, and sure enough, Ji Ting's face was so heavy.

"Song Wei, send the old man back!"

"Ji Ting, who are you talking to, I am your grandfather!"

"Send it back!"

Song Wei had no choice but to ask Ji Zhongming to go out. Ji Zhongming was so angry that he went out angrily with his crutches on. When he passed by Ji Ting, he deliberately pushed his crutches hard and went out with a cold snort.

What shattered in response was the watch on the ground.

When Song Wei came back after sending Ji Zhongming off, he saw Ji Ting still standing in the study, with the watch put back into the box on the desk in his hand, but the dial was broken to pieces. It was obvious that Ji Zhongming's crutch was used to knock it down. Vigorously.

"Boss, I'll take this watch to someone to have it repaired. It shouldn't be a big problem." If Ji Zhongming's anger was expressed in face, then Ji Ting kept it in his heart.The calmer the face looks, the more dangerous this person is. Song Wei is working for him, so he knows his temper very well.

"Just leave it." Ji Ting didn't move, his eyes staring at the box became colder and more terrifying: "Do you understand what he means?"

Song Wei was startled and didn't dare to answer.

Ji Ting curled his lips calmly and narrowed his eyes slightly: "I know who you are in my heart, so just say what you hear."

"Boss..." Song Wei suppressed his shock and said in a low voice: "The old man will not let it go, and the only person who can replace your identity is... the young master."

Ji Ting turned his head to look at Song Wei, the chill in his eyes was shocking: "What if I don't give him this chance?"

Song Wei's heart trembled, and he understood what Ji Ting meant in an instant, and quickly lowered his head in response: "I will clean up the people that the old man puts next to the boss, and I will make sure they are clean and tidy."