Rebirth of a Movie Queen: the President of the Empire Is Sent to the Door

  After Ji Chengze left, it took Ji Chengyi half a day to finally calm down his inner excitement.

  It is so easy that he exchanged two supercars with one contract for two supercars that he dreamed of. Thinking about it, he felt a little unrealistic.

   "Hiss..." Ji Chengyi looked at his bitten finger with surprise and excitement, "It turned out to be real, not dreaming."

  Ji Chengyi was happy for a while before he seemed to think of something, so he rushed to his cell phone and dialed an overseas call.

  "How can only I know such an interesting thing?"

Ji Chengyi has a treacherous smile on his face, and his eyes are full of cunning and gloating.

  Just now, he asked his brother if he likes that girl. Although his brother did not answer, according to his brother's temperament, he did not refute it as an admission.

  Even if his eldest brother doesn't have the thoughts on that girl, at least he already has a good impression.

  God knows how difficult it is to make him, the elder brother ascetic, have a good impression on a girl!

  The phone rang for a long time, and it was answered almost when it was almost connected to the voice mail box.

  Ji Chengyi couldn't help but yelled excitedly at the moment the phone was picked up: "Mom, my brother is finally going to get married. Ah, no, my brother is finally going to beg a wife!"

  The person on the other end of the phone: "..."

   Ji Chengze, who left Yaosheng with his things, didn't know how his own brother was arranging himself. He has been in a daze ever since he got in the car.

  Yes, just in a daze!

  Ji Mingcheng looked at the big boss in the rear seat through the rearview mirror, his eyebrows were tight enough to trap a fly.

  Suffocating silence spread in the car, Ji Mingcheng swallowed hard, and tentatively asked: "Ah, President, the old man seems to have been discharged from the hospital yesterday."

"Ok."

  Ji Chengze's voice came from behind the car, and he couldn't hear the joy or anger.

   Ji Mingcheng was sweating from behind, but he bit the bullet and continued speaking: "I heard my mother say that the old man has been talking about Miss An after he got home, as if I hope Miss An can come and see him."

  As soon as Ji Mingcheng's voice fell, the people in the back seat moved.

  "Mobile phone."

  Ji Mingcheng was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly handed the mobile phone on the side to Ji Chengze's hand respectfully.

  Ji Chengze's slender fingertips swiped on the phone contact book several times, his eyes sinking slightly, he finally clicked on a certain phone number.

  An Ruixin just got out of the car and was about to walk back, when she heard her cell phone ringing, she took out her cell phone and found it was an unfamiliar number.

  An Ruixin hesitated, but still answered the phone; "Hello, hello, who may I ask?"

  On the other end of the phone, you can faintly hear the horns and hum of cars coming and going on the road, except for the sound of people talking.

  An Ruixin waited for a few seconds and did not hear anyone talking, she glanced at the phone screen subconsciously, and said coldly: "Who is it? Talk, I just hang up without saying."

  After speaking, she waited for a few more seconds, but still no one answered. An Ruixin has determined that this is a harassing call.

   was about to pick up the phone, when she heard a male voice that made her quite familiar.

"it's me."