Your Most Faithful Companion

In the eyes of Cen Yuanchao, Ji Mingshu’s wife, Ji Mingshu’s hot searches on the show, are all trivial things that children play with. The so-called public opinion can only be solved by just a finger.

He never went to Cen Sen because of such a trivial matter. He didn’t even talk about cooperation and went back to China. Cen Sen is not such a hot-headed person who can’t distinguish priorities. .

So he was quite puzzled by Cen Sen's behavior this time.

However, the older Cen Sen was, the more he was reluctant to explain.

In fact, Ji Mingshu also felt that Cen Sen was not such a person, but this time Cen Sen rushed back overnight, as if it was indeed for her little things.

Although the trend of online public opinion had changed when he rushed back, didn't he also personally consoled her injured heart and sent an island where she can see the aurora.

In the moment when Ji Mingshu was slightly distracted, the conversation in the study had changed topics that had nothing to do with Cen Sen. She held her breath and walked away lightly.

Ji Mingshu was a little absent-minded all the way back to the room. Sitting at the desk for a while, she opened half of the leaking window to enjoy the snow.

In the middle of winter, the snow is dense and thick as goose feathers, and across the half-zhang corridor narrowly curved, the clear and lingling wind pours in. She put her hands on her cheeks, not knowing what she was thinking, her thoughts seemed to drift far away.

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"...Borui's asset restructuring can only be completed in a few years at the earliest. It is difficult to say whether they can return to A shares in the first half of the year. After the reorganization of the share reform, their relationship with Haichuan may not be closer than it is now. Is your company interested in injecting capital?"

"I said so, but if Haichuan is not close to them, can it be close to us? If they can cut off the investment this time, it is basically impossible to cooperate with us. Even if there is an intention to cooperate, the lion speaks loudly. The possibility is also very high.” The other person retorted.

South Bay Development Company is headquartered on the 11th floor of Huadian Building.

The French-Chinese Vincent’s project investment was cut by Haichuan Capital, where Cen Yang worked, and was ready to be used for the development of new energy business after Borui’s reorganization. As a result, there was a big gap in the budget for the construction of the Nanwan Phase 2 roundabout overpass. For several days, the persons in charge of related projects gathered here to discuss.

The construction of the roundabout of Nanwan Phase II is not without planBplanC, but compared to planA, which can be successfully implemented after successfully winning this investment, the remaining plans are not the optimal solution.

Moreover, squeezing money out of money must have some impact on the interests of everyone present. The game in the past few days has mainly revolved around the profit distribution of the remaining programs.

In fact, the development prospects and return potential of South Bay are more than one level higher than Borui's new energy projects, but compared with the investment cycle and short-term rate of return, the latter has obvious advantages.

Someone proposed to negotiate and cooperate with Oceanpower Capital, but neither of the two leaders in Cen Ji seemed to agree with this idea.

——They are very familiar with the person in charge of Oceanpower Capital Greater China. It was Cen Yang deliberately doing what happened today, so why not talk about the word "cooperation".

At the end of the meeting, Cen Sen glanced at the time, and planned to return to Jun Yi to sign the documents that were to be issued a few years ago.

But Zhou Jiaheng suddenly called him, "Boss, there is a phone call."

Cen Sen paused, turning his head slightly.

Zhou Jiaheng stepped forward and handed the mobile phone to Cen Sen, and then returned to his original position calmly, coughing lightly, "It's from Haichuan...Mr. Cen Yang."

Cen Sen looked down at the caller ID and pressed the answer with a flat expression.

Cen Yang on the phone did not greet implicitly, but straightforwardly said: "The New Year is about to come. I will prepare some gifts for my grandparents and parents, Xiaoshu, and send them to Nanqiao Hutong in two days. I hope Mr. Cen will not mind."

Cen Sen did not respond.

"But President Cen doesn't seem to be in the mood to mind now. I'm really sorry about Vincent's affairs."

Cen Yang's voice is clear and gentle, and some words are said with his golden and jade-like voice, which always makes people feel confused, as if it is difficult to tell whether it is ironic or really sorry.

"Nanqiao Hutong doesn't need it. You can send it directly to the cemetery and give it to mom." Cen Sen spoke in a casual tone, as if discussing the weather tomorrow, and then added a slightly mocking sentence, "Thank you. Mr. An Yang."

Zhou Jiaheng's desire to survive recently has been so full. At this moment, sitting in the co-driver does not forget to silently jot down new knowledge points: in the future, he cannot be called Cen Yang, but An Yang. Yes, President Cen is called An Yang.

After Cen Sen said this sentence, the other end of the phone was silent for a long while, and I don't know whether "Sent to the Cemetery" evoked his memories or the name "An Yang" stung him.

Cen Sen didn't care too much, and only added: "I originally thought that you wouldn't be able to use a woman for surgery. I really value you."

His voice gets cooler as he goes backwards, and his tail is lightly tuned upwards, full of contempt and indifference. Before Cen Yang answered, he hung up the phone neatly.

People fighting in the mall will not think that anything is accidental. As soon as Vincent's sudden change happened, Cen Sen had already found out the hands and feet of Cen Yang.

The incident of Ji Mingshu being maliciously edited, on the surface, is that Yan Yuexing and the program team have chosen a good day and made a big death.

But when Ji Mingshu and Cen Yang met earlier, they inadvertently mentioned some of the things that happened during her participation in the show, including the occasional slowness of the show crew during her recording and the unpleasantness that happened with Yan Yuexing.

Cen Yang is a caring person, and followed the things she mentioned inadvertently to investigate deeply. Before the show was broadcast, some methods were used to fuel the flames. In the end, the program group and Yan Yuexing were separated clearly, he had no traces, and his hands were clean.

In fact, his original intention was to make Ji Mingshu and Cen Sen have another fight, just like Cen Yuanchao, he never thought that Cen Sen would return home early because of this.

But Cen Sen personally offered the mistake, he had no reason not to pick it up.

——He never thought about returning to the Cen family, nor did he want to get anything from the Cen family, but a cold-blooded family like the Cen family is not worthy of a moment of tranquility, and will never be worthy.

Since that year, Cen Sen had you but not me; since that year, Cen Yuanchao sent him away without a sentence of explanation; since Cen Yuanchao knew that his blood was not the Cen family bloodline, he was unwilling to rescue him.

How much he loved this family, how much he hated later.

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Whether Cen Yang's gift was finally delivered to the cemetery or to Nanqiao Hutong, Cen Sen didn't care, anyway, Ji Mingshu didn't receive it.

Before New Year's Eve, Cen Sen and Ji Mingshu returned to the Mingshui Mansion from the Beijing suburbs.

It's just that Cen Sen is still busy every day. Ji Mingshu wants to ask him about the project investment being cut by Cen Yang, but either he suddenly received a call and was interrupted, or she changed the subject inexplicably.

Because no matter from which angle you ask him, it seems that you can't escape one word in the end-why do you want to do this.

Obviously, she can deal with it all and then come back...If Cen Sen was impulsive for her, she seemed a little guilty. If Cen Sen had other arrangements, it was not for her impulse, and she didn't seem to be happy for this answer. So she was very entangled, going around, and never asked.

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At this time of the New Year, many ladies and young ladies who have developed abroad will take the time to return to the imperial capital. Forty-nine cities are more lively than ever, gatherings one after another.

Twenty-ninth happened to be Vivian's birthday. Ji Mingshu and Jiang Chun both brought gifts to the birthday party.

This little girl, Vivian, is keen to chase stars. Ten years ago, she lied and asked the driver to send herself to the airport to pick up the plane from South Korea's Obama. In recent years, she has chased him at home and abroad. She is also very cross-border. Painter, pianist, athlete All chase. If it is not restricted by objective conditions, she is afraid that she can catch up with the past and the present in addition to China and foreign countries.

This led to a special mix-and-match in the birthday party scene, where a rock singer sang a song, and a pianist played world famous music, men's group dancing, and athletes performing fancy football. The scene was lively and divided.

Seeing Ji Mingshu absent-minded, Jiang Chun asked while eating the little cake: "What's wrong with you?"

Ji Mingshu held his cheek, sighed, and said listlessly: "It's nothing."

Jiang Chun casually guessed: "You are not pregnant, are you."

"What nonsense are you talking about..." Ji Mingshu glanced at her with a look of mental retardation.

Jiang Chun also felt that his speculation was very reasonable, and gave Ji Mingshu an example of the various manifestations of loss of appetite and melancholy of her recently pregnant sister-in-law.

Ji Mingshu stopped in time and changed the subject: "Wait, don't talk about this first. Let me ask you something, that is, do you usually prepare any gifts for Tang Zhizhou, for example, you have done something sorry for Tang Zhizhou, Tang Zhizhou When it is harder and more tiring, you will give him something or comfort something..."

"What can I do to sorry Tang Zhizhou? No, shouldn't you do anything to sorry Cen Sen? You cheated? With your childhood sweetheart?"

Jiang Chun was screaming, his eyes widened, and the cake was battered to his lips without knowing it.

Ji Mingshu closed his eyes, then took up a paper towel to cover Jiang Chun's face, and waved his hand again, indicating that this little goose, who was not on the same channel as himself, would immediately enter the mute state immediately-let her be quiet for a while .

Jiang Chun is muted, but the live mashup performance will not be muted. Seeing that many people were recording videos on the stage, Ji Mingshu somehow took out his mobile phone and recorded a few short videos and sent them to Cen Sen.

She also considered the text after sending it.

Ji Mingshu: [I’m attending a friend’s birthday party. Are you working hard at the company? Would you like to watch the show and relax? 】

After a while, Cen Sen replied to her: [The performance scale needs to be tightened. 】

She looked back at the video she had recorded, oh, it happened to be a male idol dressing up.

Ji Mingshu: [I can leave after I cut the cake, are you in the company? Do you want me to bring you a cake? Or what else do you want to eat. There is a soup-making shop nearby. When I came, I saw it in the car and it was open. 】

"The other party is typing" is displayed on the top of the chat interface several times, but there is no content sent, Ji Mingshu is a little puzzled.

Cen Sen was more puzzled than she. The most feared thing for adult men is probably the sudden concern from his wife.

He thought for a while, and finally replied: [What you want to buy exceeds the limit? 】