Chapter 15 The National Film Emperor's Girlfriend is a Black-and-Red Actress
(Previous chapter has been supplemented)
While working in Ji Huaizhu's office, Ji Huaizhi inadvertently discovered Lin Meiyin's information.
I casually flipped through it and found that Lin Meiyin's contract with the company had an additional clause that she could not date for five years.
"Tsk~"
No wonder she said at home before that her personality didn't appeal to girls, and that she didn't like girls like her.
So that's why.
But if he wasn't mistaken, this item should have been added by Liao Meixin, right?
They really will stop at nothing to make the company profitable.
Ji Huaizhi shook his head and smiled bitterly.
However, since the company is owned by the Ji family, whether this item is useful or not is up to him.
When the new assistant who was delivering the documents came in, she wasn't surprised to see Actor Ji there. She had long since mastered the skill of remaining expressionless, and besides, since they both shared the surname Ji, even a fool could guess what their relationship was.
"Old Ji, your dad has introduced me to another blind date. Come back with me."
Ji Huaizhu opened the door and walked in wearing open-toe high heels. She was wearing a fitted suit jacket with two buttons undone on her shirt, looking nonchalant.
Her hair was casually tied back, revealing her beautiful forehead.
A pair of frameless glasses perched on his nose gave him a refined yet alluring look.
When the assistant saw President Ji walk in, she screamed inwardly: "Sister, kill me!"
“That’s your dad too,” Ji Huaizhi said without looking up.
Ji Huaizhu raised an eyebrow and looked at her assistant: "You can go out now."
The assistant nodded and left, her curly hair swaying with each step.
Ji Huaizhu turned around, put his hands together in front of his chest and said, "Go back, little brother. As long as you go back, Dad won't scold me anymore."
"Please, brother."
Ji Huaizhi looked up: "If I go back with you, there will only be one more person being scolded. It's pointless."
"The anger cannot be diverted."
Ji Huaizhu: "I don't want to be scolded alone."
"roll."
Ji Huaizhi lost his composure and lowered his head to continue helping her with her work. When he wasn't filming, Ji Huaizhu would occasionally pull him over to do manual labor.
The reason he didn't go back was that he didn't want to hear his father tell him to leave the entertainment industry and go back to work at the company.
Where is a job more comfortable than acting?
Seeing that he was unmoved, Ji Huaizhu took a deep breath: "If you don't go back, I'll post photos of you wearing skirts when you were little online."
"Aren't you childish? Don't you know how old I am?" Ji Huaizhi said helplessly.
“No matter how old you are, you’re still my little brother. You used to listen to me the most!” Ji Huaizhu tugged at his clothes and said coquettishly, “Let’s go back. Mom and Dad haven’t been back for so long. Let’s go back together.”
"It's not good for you to keep arguing with Dad. If you don't want to see Dad, you should at least go back and see Mom, right?"
Ji Huaizhu's demeanor at this moment was very different from her usual decisive and efficient manner.
However, Ji Huaizhi compromised after hearing her last sentence.
Ji Huaizhu curled her lips, her expression exactly the same as Ji Huaizhi's.
The two got into the car one after the other. Just as Ji Huaizhi was about to get in, he suddenly stood up and looked across the street.
"What's wrong?"
Seeing his puzzled expression, Ji Huaizhu, remembering his identity, asked, "Were you photographed?"
"Um."
Ji Huaizhu didn't care: "So what if they took the photos?"
Then, as if remembering something, he asked, "Are you afraid that girl will see us?"
Ji Huaizhi didn't speak, but just glanced at her.
"Don't worry, I'll explain if anything happens," Ji Huaizhu said casually. "But your fans are really unhelpful; they haven't dug up any information about your background after all this time."
Ji Huaizhi: "My fans are very well-mannered."
He had indeed seen paparazzi taking photos. He thought the paparazzi would contact Liao Meixin to negotiate a price, but he didn't expect that the other party would skip that step.
When Ji's father saw the two of them return one after the other, he was displeased. Neither his son nor his daughter gave him any peace of mind.
"You've got some ideas. Call your brother back, so there'll be another person to share the scolding with you." Father Ji glanced at his taciturn son, who seemed more imposing than his father.
I snorted coldly, out of sight, out of mind.
"Alright, you're not happy when your children come back, and you'll complain when they don't." Ji's mother sighed, then turned to her child and said affectionately:
"Hurry up and wash your hands and eat. It's been so long since we last saw each other. Don't you two miss your mother?"
Ji Huaizhu looked at the pastries on the table and pouted. She said she wouldn't come back, but she had already bought the pastries that her family liked a long time ago.
Ji Huaizhi remained silent throughout.
Ji Huaizhu saw that the food was already on the table, so she turned on the TV to find a show to watch while eating.
Unexpectedly, I stumbled upon a rerun of the program "Treasure Trove of Rural Areas".
He glanced at Ji Huaizhi, raised an eyebrow, and revealed a mischievous smile.
After turning up the volume, he returned to his seat and said, "Dinner's ready. These are all dishes that my brother and I love."
Ji Huaizhi looked up at Ji Huaizhu with a speechless expression, as if to say: Are you sick?
Ji's mother turned to look at the TV: "Is this the show that Huaizhi participated in before? Your father and I watched it before, it was quite fun."
"Hmph! Neglecting one's duties." Father Ji sneered.
Mother Ji: "You said you wouldn't scold your son before meals."
Ji's father then fell silent.
Ji Huaizhu ate with relish, ignoring his younger brother's gaze.
Although his gaze was frightening, she had gotten used to it.
Diverting attention from the fire was also her strategy: "How long are you two going to stay at home again? You're not going to go somewhere else to play again, are you?"
Ji's mother glanced at her husband and said, "Let's eat. I'm afraid if I tell you, you won't be able to eat."
"Then don't say it, I don't want to hear it." Ji Huaizhu was speechless: "You two have been out having fun every day since you retired, and my younger brother has gone off to pursue his hobbies."
"I'm the only one destined to work."
Ji's mother chuckled.
I gave my precious daughter a big chicken leg to comfort her wounded heart.
After dinner, "Treasure Countryside" was still playing. Ji Huaizhi couldn't stand it, so he simply changed the channel. Unexpectedly, it was another new drama he had filmed before.
It always feels awkward for a family to watch their own TV shows together.
I simply turned off the TV.
I got up and went to the garden outside to look at the flowers.
Father Ji scoffed again, "If you're so afraid of being watched, what kind of actor are you?"
He picked up the remote and turned on the TV again: "I want to watch it."
Seeing him lounging around in the garden, she was furious: "Look at him, at his age, all he knows is acting. There are so many beautiful actresses in the entertainment industry, why doesn't he bring one back?"
"Every day online, people are clamoring that they like him and want to marry him. I've waited so long, and those netizens already have children!"
Ji Huaizhu chuckled.
She knew that as long as she brought her younger brother back, her parents would no longer be able to see her.
After all, I work at a company, but my younger brother insists on staying in the entertainment industry.
Hearing her daughter's laughter, she turned around and saw her eating fruit with a knife and fork. "What right do you have to laugh? You're supposed to be the older sister, why don't you find a boyfriend and set an example for your younger brother?"
"You two siblings are just trying to drive me crazy. Your son doesn't act like a son, and I act like your boss."
"Your daughter is not like a daughter at all; all she does is laugh and joke around all day. Do your subordinates even know what kind of person you are? If your clients knew your true colors, they probably wouldn't dare to do business with you!"
Ji Huaizhu put down her knife and fork: "You know I can't find a boyfriend because I'm at the company all day?"
"Call your brother back to the company, and I'll definitely bring you back two men within three years!"
Father Ji clutched his chest and looked at his wife: "Look, look!"
"Whose personality did they take after?"
Mother Ji then brought over a plate of fruit and placed it in front of Father Ji: "Like father, like son."
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