In the afternoon of that day, in the young director's lounge of Sihai Trading Group.
Nangong Qianfeng looked at Ji Qinglin with a complicated expression.
Call him a gentleman, but he is not stingy with what he does as a gangster: frivolous, aggressive, and even drugged to make him unconscious.
Call him a rogue, he seems to stand up and deal with everything, and after giving himself medicine, he would just lie there and read quietly, even if he read some ugly books.
But one thing I had to admit was that I felt particularly at ease with him by my side.
It seems that he always has a way to deal with his negative emotions and negative physical state, even if some methods don't seem so ethical.
"What are you looking at? I've already apologized for the drugging. Are you still thinking of how to get back at me?"
Catching Ji Qinglin's gaze, Nangong Qianfeng dodged with red eyes and turned his head away.
Ji Qinglin stood up from the sofa and asked:
"By the way, there's something I don't quite understand. Sihai Trading, as a giant in South China, although it doesn't focus on the field of modern cultivation, it should have trained a lot of Qi practitioners, right? How come there aren't even any people when it's time to use it? Woolen cloth."
Nangong Qianfeng sighed softly and said:
"If the company is still in the hands of my father, of course you are right. Even if we face the giants in the field of modern cultivation of immortal creatures, we can still compete with our background. But the key is that the person in charge of cultivating Qi Refiners in the company at that time was the eldest brother Nangong Qiancheng, so he still has a great influence among the Qi Masters trained by the company, and even a considerable number of Qi Refiners have gone to defect directly in the past two days.
Although Nangong Qiancheng used the company's money to cultivate his own strength, his eldest brother is still very good at winning people's hearts, so many people chose to choose a team after learning about the Daoyuan Conference through their own channels.
In order to ensure that there will be no match-fixing or defection, Uncle Mo will be very careful to select from the remaining people. Otherwise, it would be easy to just gather five powerful Qi Practitioners, but I am really worried about the immortal creatures. What kind of powerful character will be sent over there, like Jiuxiong? "
Ji Qinglin shook his head and said in relief:
"This is a bit whimsical. One god, four saints, nine people rule the roost. None of these fourteen people have their own territory and industry. If they are not emperors, they are at least kings in their own fields. How could they be hired here to serve people? Fighting as a younger brother?"
Nangong Qianfeng nodded and said:
"Having said that, the immortal creatures must be sent by experts. Do you really want to take the risk and participate?"
"What? Do you not believe in my strength, or are you afraid that I will also defect in the face of battle?"
This time Nangong Qianfeng did not reply as forcefully as before, but lowered his head and said seriously:
"I'm afraid something will happen to you."
"Hey, how scared are you?"
Nangong Qianfeng did not speak directly, but replied tactfully:
"Fighting is just like doing business. You will win and lose, and you will lose and gain. You are right. Just know the destiny of everyone and everything, and there is no need to fight for your life."
Seeing that Nangong Qianfeng finally thought about it without being so stressed, Ji Qinglin did not add to his feud with the immortal creatures.
According to what happened in the past two days, Ji Qinglin said in his heart that heavenly soldiers and generals, not to mention destiny, could not protect the immortal creatures.
"You don't have to worry about me. It seems that you have calmed down. Then I will withdraw first?"
With that said, he started to walk towards the door.
Seeing Ji Qinglin suddenly saying that he wanted to leave, Nangong Qianfeng subconsciously tried to persuade him to stay:
"Wait a moment."
Nangong Qianfeng didn't know why she called Ji Qinglin to stop, but she just felt that it was inappropriate to let him go like this.
In the past, I often complained that Ji Qinglin didn't come to visit me often and didn't care at all. But after looking at it in the past month
Not to mention the kindness of saving him in the conference room last time, these two times he rushed to the scene to check as soon as he knew something was wrong with him, and stayed with him until he was fine before leaving with peace of mind.
Not to mention the elder of the chamber of commerce invested by the company, even a man may not be able to do it in such a timely manner, right?
Although the language and behavior are frivolous, the key bottom line seems to have never been touched.
I'm not a fool. Ji Qinglin came over nervously to care about me so many times. It couldn't be just to get information, right?
Now he even takes huge risks to attend the Taoist Conference for Sihai Trading, which has no direct relationship with him. Isn't this to help himself? Is it to help Uncle Mo?
Ji Qinglin didn't know that the thoughts in Nangong Qianfeng's mind had drifted to the sky, so he tilted his head and said:
"What? Are you willing to lend me "The Prodigal Son of the Border Town Falling in Love with Me" to read?"
Seeing Ji Qinglin freely switch between "very reliable" and "not upright", Nangong Qianfeng also lost his temper a little, and his originally wide-open red eyes gradually softened, he walked over and sighed softly:
"I wanted to say thank you, but after I calmed down and thought about it, I seem to be saying too many cheap words recently, and I'm getting annoyed myself."
Ji Qinglin raised his eyebrows and smiled:
"Oh? So have you thought of any way to repay your kindness? Should you be a cow or a horse in the next life, or should you commit yourself to being a cow or a horse again?"
"You don't have a formal appearance all the time. If anyone marries you, you will probably be angry to death. Don't worry, I will remember your kindness."
"Well, you don't have to remember it so clearly. For example, you can selectively forget about the drug."
Not paying attention to Ji Qinglin's nonsense, Nangong Qianfeng took a deep breath and took the initiative to step forward and hug Ji Qinglin.
Ji Qinglin didn't expect that Nangong Qianfeng would "launch a surprise attack". When he felt the taller figure hit someone with the ball, he only heard Nangong Qianfeng in his arms softly say:
"Thank you very much for accompanying me through the gloom during this period. Can we talk about other things after the meeting?"
Ji Qinglin didn't reply and looked a little confused.
Let’s talk about it after the Taoist Conference? What is that?
After saying this, Nangong Qianfeng gently knocked Ji Qinglin's chest with his head and stood up. He then reached out to help Ji Qinglin straighten the collar of the wrinkled Taoist robe, and then took a step back to watch Ji Qinglin leave.
"Don't worry about me here, you should also pay attention to safety, remember to help me take care of Yu Ye."
"Okay! Keep in touch, let's go!"
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It was already late at night when he came back from Sihai Trading Group, and Ji Qinglin went upstairs very softly for fear of waking up Yu Ye.
But as soon as I went upstairs, I found that the little guy Yuye was still awake.
A thin shirt wrapped up all the temptations that he had touched two days ago. When he saw himself entering the room, he quickly climbed out of bed.
"Master, you are back. How is the situation at Qianfeng?"
Ji Qinglin took off his coat and lay next to him and roughly narrated the situation.
Chiye, who appeared as a virtual image, cursed:
"There's something wrong with their old chairman, right? Isn't this deliberately causing trouble for Qian Feng?"
"Anyway, there is no turning back at this point. The battle between Sihai Trading and the immortal creatures is inevitable. In order to avenge the immortal creatures, we must help Qian Feng."
Yu Yeliu frowned slightly, her apricot eyes slightly raised and she said worriedly:
"Master, but we don't know what kind of masters the other side will send. Wouldn't it be too risky for you to join the war?"
"Don't worry, does a teacher look like someone who fights tooth and nail? You can still do your best. I'm too tired. I went to take a shower and come back to sleep."
Ji Qinglin said as he took off all his Taoist robes, revealing his strong chest, abdomen and arms.
But Chiye noticed that there seemed to be patches of light red marks on Master's chest, and said curiously:
"Master actually fell into the trap?"
Ji Qinglin was a little confused by this sudden inquiry and said curiously:
"What's the trick?"
"Aren't those marks on your chest made when you were dealing with the Four Fierce Bells just like Yu Ye?"
Ji Qinglin was stunned for a moment before he realized what he was doing, and he said nonsense:
"That's right, I didn't pay attention at the time. You forgot about it even if you didn't mention it. It was indeed the traces left by the Four Fierce Bells. You didn't know that the other party's moves were so cruel. It was like little snakes biting you, almost. I didn’t hurt my teacher to death.”
Ji Qinglin said and secretly winked at Yuye.
Seeing her master looking at her, Yu Ye bit her lower lip and blushed. Naturally, Yu Ye knew who the biting snake was talking about.
After all, I wanted to learn how to grow strawberries like my master, but I really didn’t know how to use the tongue and lips, so I just bit it. The master was so painful that he wanted to hide but couldn’t. He wanted to resist but was afraid of hurting himself.
But at that time, I had the courage to plant some strawberries on my chest, and I didn’t dare to think about other places. Unlike Master, I didn’t choose a place to plant strawberries. It’s really embarrassing to think about it.
Chi Ye, who didn't think much about it, returned to Yu Ye's body when he saw his master going out to take a bath.
When Ji Qinglin returned to the room, he found Yu Xiaoye lying on the bed still not asleep, looking at him pitifully with watery apricot eyes, as if he felt a little unspeakable loss.
Seeing this scene, Ji Qinglin probably guessed what was going on, and he wanted to step forward and ask in a low voice:
"Is the little guy too hungry to sleep?"
But he was afraid that Xiao Chiye would notice it, and he didn't know when Yuye wanted to confront Chiye, so Ji Qinglin couldn't break the situation.
He had no choice but to turn over and lie down beside the bed, reaching out and hugging Yu Ye who had been waiting for the master to come back.
Yuye shrank into her master's arms with some skill, her hands resting on her waist naturally, and her legs stretched out and then retracted.
Chiye: Why did you stop? You obviously did a good job, but why did you give up in the end?
Yu Yexin said that if you weren't here, they might have started planting strawberries by now.
Yuye: Master, it’s been a tiring day running around, so don’t tease me blindly at this time.
Ji Qinglin also found it a bit funny. This situation was like a newlywed couple wanting to have some intimacy, but the child was sleeping in the middle, making the two of them feel helpless for a while.
Thank you for your reading and support! (Win Chi Ye within a week~)
(End of chapter)
