Public opinion has fermented for several rounds, and the current evaluations are all worried about her.

[Listen to what people say, isn't it a naked threat? The young lady will not be hurt in the future. 】

[Applying for police protection, it's no different from intimidation. 】

[I am a nanny for the rich second generation, these people don't want to die, and the young lady is estimated to be more auspicious. 】

It didn't take long for Jiang Yao to brush the web page on his mobile phone to become 404, and the video began to disappear gradually, which directly hacked the web page!

"It seems that the Ji family made a move."

Old Mansion ...... Surrounded by peaks, a patchwork of buildings sits in the middle of it, and the Bentley Mulsanne sped past and parked at the gate.

The old butler waited at the door for a long time.

"The young master is here."

Ji Huaiyuan responded, in addition to the old man and Mrs. Ji, there is also the second room of the Ji family.

Ji Minghui was kneeling in the center of the hall with his head bowed, his body trembling, and he didn't know if he had been kneeling for a long time or was afraid.

Ji Zhuo's cold face was full of smiles when he saw Ji Huaiyuan.

"Huai Yuan is back."

The old man twisted the Buddha beads and closed his eyes to recuperate, and when he heard the words, he opened his eyes, and his eagle-like sharp eyes swept over everyone present, and then Mrs. Ji helped him stand up.

"Dad is too old to stay up late, so I won't mix these things."

Ji Zhuo smiled and gave it away, and Second Lady Ji followed up and said some considerate and docile words.

But the two of them are like Spiegel in their hearts, the old man gave Ji Huaiyuan the right to dispose of Gu Ji Minghui, and he was afraid that the husband and wife would intercede later.

"Don't hurry up and admit your mistakes!"

Ji Zhuo angrily scolded Ji Minghui, who was kneeling on the ground, and his eyes were full of hatred for iron and steel.

"Brother, I'm sorry, I really know it's wrong."

Ji Minghui gritted his teeth and said word by word, but Ji Huaiyuan sat in the position of the old man just now, and looked at the sandalwood table with his knuckles again and again, like a countdown before the storm.

Not to mention Ji Minghui, even Ji Zhuo was terrible when he heard it.

Before the two ran out of patience, Ji Huaiyuan finally opened his mouth.

"You're sorry for me?"

Ji Minghui is also Ji's nominal staff no matter what he said, and when this incident happened, the stock fell by two points and its market value fell by 30%.

"How many times are you going to have someone rub your ass?"

Ji Huaiyuan said this sentence without a trace of warmth, as if he was going to freeze people, Ji Minghui shuddered, and his fear of Ji Huaiyuan reached the extreme.

Everyone knows that he is ruthless, and if you offend, you will have to leave your bones gone.

The last suspension hasn't passed yet, and this time there is such a moth, it's strange that Ji Huaiyuan can easily let himself go.

Before Ji Minghui could open his mouth to find death, Ji Zhuo quickly took the bamboo strip on the table next to him, this thing should not have appeared here, and he didn't know how it was so coincidental.

"I'll kill you!"

The bamboo strip was pumped on Ji Minghui's back, and he snorted muffled and quickly cooperated with the acting.

Ji Huaiyuan looked at it and took a sip of tea slowly, he was more like an elder in this scene.

"It's not painful and it's not a lesson, if it's not profound, I'm afraid I won't have a long memory next time, I'm just afraid that the people outside will start harder, what does the second uncle think?"

Ji Huaiyuan is forcing himself to be ruthless! But it cost not only a lot of money to withdraw those videos, but also Ji's core public relations power.

If you don't let this ancestor feel comfortable, I'm afraid this matter will not be over.

Ji Zhuo gritted his teeth, after all, he was really ruthless.

Ji Minghui didn't react for a while and shouted, Ji Huaiyuan lifted his eyelids, and Ji Zhuo's heart was raised.

"Grandpa is resting."

So Ji Minghui didn't dare to say anything when he was beaten, his face was full of cold sweat, red as if he had a fever, and the second Mrs. Ji, who had always been arrogant and domineering, stood next to her and didn't dare to speak in a hurry, and the distress in her eyes was about to overflow.

Ji Minghui felt that he was about to die, so Ji Huaiyuan shouted to stop.

Ji Huaiyuan stood up, his movements were clean, like he was just a bystander in all this.

"I think he should know that he is wrong, withdraw the money for the news, and the second uncle can just send it directly to Ji's account."

Ji Zhuo's eyes were so dark that he almost fainted, and he wanted to get angry but stopped suddenly.

After all, Ji Huaiyuan really didn't mention this matter at the beginning, and Ji Minghui's beating did not solve this problem.

Stopped Ji Huaiyuan, who was about to go upstairs, Ji Zhuo smiled.

"Huaiyuan, why don't you give the second uncle of the Long Xiao chip project to Ji's, how about we write off this matter?"

If he really fights, Ji Zhuo's face won't be wanted.

But if you send a project, you can also push the boat down the river to do personal favors, and it won't be too embarrassing for others to mention it.

Ji Huaiyuan was more cheerful than he imagined.

"The second uncle, the second aunt, don't send it."

The couple helped Ji Minghui, who was about to die of pain, to walk out

As soon as she walked out of the door, Second Mrs. Ji couldn't help crying.

"Son, are you okay, hurry up and call the doctor to the house, with such a heavy hand, he is still your own son!"

Ji Zhuo's face turned completely cold.

"What do you mean Ji Huaiyuan, don't you see clearly enough? If I don't put a heavy hand, this rebel will fall into his hands, and it will be a blessing that he does not lack arms and legs! ”

Second Mrs. Ji naturally understood this truth, and she sobbed.

"This season Huaiyuan really doesn't recognize his six relatives!"

"Okay, let's go without saying a word."

Ji Huaiyuan, who went upstairs, knocked on the door of the study, then opened the door and went in, saying that the old man who came up to sleep was holding a Ming Wanli bamboo carved flower pattern brush to practice calligraphy at this time.

This is a birthday gift for Ji Huaiyuan to pay homage to him when he celebrates his birthday this year.

"Grandpa."

Losing the momentum on his body, Ji Huaiyuan stood aside and waited for the old man to speak.

The old man splashed ink on the paper, his face was radiant in a Zhongshan suit, his sideburns were pale but he was not angry and arrogant, and his momentum of looking at the world was firmly covered.

The four words that are hidden deep in the void jumped on the paper, Ji Huaiyuan took the brush, and his normally straight back finally bent slightly at this moment.

Ji's father died early, Ji Huaiyuan didn't get much father's love, and he was taught by the old man to behave in the world since he was a child, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

The old man taught him everything, and compared to other grandchildren, it was as if he had been cultivated as an heir since then.

Therefore, Ji Huaiyuan, who has always done his own thing, is well-behaved in front of the old man.

Even if he didn't like what the old man ordered, he wouldn't say much, just do it.

"Take this back and hang it."

This is knocking on what he did today, Ji Huaiyuan responded and put the words away.

"I'm old and should have completely retired from your business, but I still can't help but say a few words."

Ji Huaiyuan's tone was respectful.

"Grandpa wants to say whatever he wants, just open his mouth."

"Weigh the pros and cons between the two choices, this is not only the awareness that businessmen should have, but also when the family is useful, although you are useful to take away, useless but like it in your heart, either learn to let go, or do not affect the overall situation with your own means to get."

Today, Ji Huaiyuan's whole Ji Minghui's matter, outsiders may seem to be because of the company, but the old man knows his grandson, and the anger he worked hard to suppress could never be groundless.