Ji Chicheng twirled the phone in his hand and casually said to everyone, "The relationship between Ji Anning and is simple, a relationship between a man and a woman. Her na will soon appear in the spouse column of my details. It’s just that simple."
He didn’t ntion their blood relationship, because to him, it was inconsequential.
Of no importance at all.
After speaking, he pulled out a chair and turned to walk out the conference room. After a few steps, he suddenly rembered sothing, paused, turned to Ma Wenzhang, and said, "I heard Ma Dong is joining the company. For my father’s sake, I certainly won’t mistreat him."
Then he lifted his feet and continued to walk forward.
Once again, he directly communicated to everyone that what he wanted to do, no one could stop him, and what he didn’t want to do, no one could force him.
The highest office at the top floor of J.C., which this morning still belonged to Ji Jingfeng, in just a few hours, the entire office had no trace of Ji Jingfeng’s belongings, not even a strand of hair was allowed to remain on J.C.’s premises.
After a night and day of fierce battles, Ji Chicheng now stood in front of the vast floor-to-ceiling windows, gazing at the distant sea.
Assistant Wu knocked and entered, glanced at Ji Chicheng’s silhouette by the window, walked over, stood by Ji Chicheng, looked at his face, then at his eyes gazing into the distance.
At this mont, his dark eyes contained only fatigue.
For the first ti, he realized that even their Young Master was not made of iron.
Not indestructible.
Assistant Wu hesitated a bit, then said, "Young Master, the reporters outside have been cleared, but we can’t ensure none are lurking."
Ji Chicheng withdrew his gaze from afar, gave Assistant Wu a brief glance, turned around, and asked while heading towards the office chair, "What’s the situation at the hospital?"
Assistant Wu replied, "We’ve communicated with the hospital, asked them to tighten security, not allowing reporters into the inpatient building, especially the VIP wards, strangers cannot enter at will."
Hearing this, Ji Chicheng felt a subtle relief.
He reached out to pick up his cup, noticed it was empty.
Assistant Wu observed this and imdiately moved, but Ji Chicheng calmly said, ’No need,’ then got up and walked towards the water dispenser.
Assistant Wu watched him and said, "The Marketing Departnt Manager had a conflict with Jingfeng Young Master last month, and Jingfeng Young Master fired him. HR said the new Departnt Manager will assu position tomorrow, it’s..."
He suddenly beca hesitant.
Ji Chicheng had already poured water, drinking as he walked, raising his eyelids to glance at Assistant Wu.
Assistant Wu didn’t dare hesitate further, "It’s from Y Country International."
Ji Chicheng was just about to drink the water, paused, then put down the cup, frowning at Assistant Wu.
Assistant Wu quickly continued, "We checked, it’s soone nad Korea, graduated as a Ph.D. from a prestigious U.S. university, the records show she has ties with the Y Country royalty, seemingly connected with..."
Hearing it was Korea, there was no suspense, it had to be Charles’ person.
Ji Chicheng spoke, interrupting Assistant Wu, "Inform the Marketing Departnt, Director Ji does not approve."
"Yes."
Assistant Wu did not ask any more questions, acknowledged, then looked at Ji Chicheng and asked, "Young Master, what would you like for lunch?"
"Not eating for now."
"Understood."
Assistant Wu nodded slightly, turned, and left.
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