Jian Qichuan made this call specifically to cultivate a good relationship with the Ji family, so why would he disagree?
He replied repeatedly, "Of course, I'll wait for President Ji's good news."
After hanging up the phone, Ji Chengfeng still felt a little unreal.
It's worth noting that the Dongjiu land is actually worth 5 billion yuan, and the estimated investment is over 100 billion yuan.
However, some people have roughly calculated that the return on that piece of land in Dongjiu is at least 3.5 times.
Therefore, many people offered money to the Jian family for cooperation. The Ji family had never been involved in real estate. Although they held the title of the richest family, they had no experience in real estate development. Logically, they should not have been on the list of partners that the Jian family was looking for.
The reason they proactively sought cooperation with the Ji family was entirely because of Qiqi.
But how would a little girl like Qiqi know all this?
Just as he was wondering, Ji Chengfeng's phone rang again.
This time it was yet another unfamiliar number. He frowned. Could it be that Qiqi had done something again, and someone was calling to thank her?
Ji Chengfeng swiped to answer the call, but this time the other end didn't offer thanks; instead, it was filled with curses.
"Brother-in-law, your adopted daughter actually cursed our elders, saying I would suffer a bloody disaster, and caused me to break my head from kowtowing. You have to give me an explanation for this!"
On the other end of the phone was Yang Xue's arrogant and angry voice.
Ji Chengfeng frowned upon hearing this: "Cousin, you're saying Qiqi cursed you? How could that be? Qiqi is very well-behaved and would never curse anyone for no reason. Besides, you were just walking carelessly, how can you blame it on the child? As for you, cousin, if you continue to slander Qiqi so casually, don't blame me for not considering our family relationship."
No sooner had she finished speaking than Madam Ji returned with the children.
Qiqi ran ahead, her short legs moving quickly, making Ji Chengfeng on the sofa feel a little nervous.
"Qiqi, slow down, be careful not to fall." Ji Chengfeng, holding his phone, rushed over and lifted the little girl up by the waist with one hand.
Suddenly lifted into the air, Qiqi giggled excitedly, wrapping her arms around Ji Chengfeng's neck: "Daddy, one more time!"
Children love the game of being lifted up high, and even though Qiqi is a mature adult at heart, she still can't resist the charm of being lifted up high.
Moreover, her current physical condition is that of a three-and-a-half-year-old.
It's perfectly acceptable to act cute!
Ji Chengfeng looked at the little girl with doting affection and was about to put her down on the ground so he could play with her one more time.
The piercing voice on the phone shattered the receiver: "You little bastard, you still have the mood to play? You made me fall and break my head, and I haven't even settled the score with you yet. Apologize to me right now!"
When the harsh words reached Qiqi's ears, the excited expression on her face instantly vanished. She bit her lip with her small, white teeth, and her big eyes blinked, looking extremely aggrieved.
Ji Chengfeng instantly exploded, yelling back into the phone, "Cousin, Qiqi is my daughter, not some little bastard! If you continue to speak so rudely, I'll have to seriously reconsider my investment in the Yang family!"
After saying that, he prepared to hang up the phone.
Then he saw Qiqi waving at him, signaling him to give her the phone.
Ji Chengfeng was afraid that Yang Xue would say something hurtful and upset the young girl, so he hesitated and refused to give it to her.
"It's okay, Dad." But Qiqi insisted, "I'll just say one sentence to Auntie, don't worry."
Ji Chengfeng had no choice but to give her the phone.
Qiqi took the phone. On the other end, Yang Xue was so angry at Ji Chengfeng's mindless defense of Qiqi that she was panting heavily, but she didn't dare to say anything more and was frozen in place.
Then Qiqi's voice rang out: "Auntie, you've committed too many sins with your mouth; you'll go to the Tongue-Pulling Hell after you die! Besides, I've already told you you're in for a bloody disaster, but you didn't take it seriously. However, out of respect for you being Mom's cousin, I'll kindly remind you again. Because of your rude words just now, your bloody disaster is no longer just a simple head injury. You can expect to spend the next month in a hospital bed!"
"You little bastard, what did you say? Do you believe me or not...?"
Snap!
Qiqi hung up the phone immediately to prevent anything dirty from polluting her ears.
She handed the phone back to Ji Chengfeng, who stared at her blankly.
Qiqi pursed her lips and turned her head to see that Madam Ji and her three brothers were also looking at her curiously.
She lowered her head, fiddling with her fingers, a guilty look on her face.
"Qiqi, who did you learn to say these things from?" Ji Chengfeng looked at her and asked seriously.
Qiqi whispered, "I learned it from my master."
"Master?" Ji Chengfeng and Madam Ji exchanged a glance. They hadn't heard the dean mention that Qiqi had a master.
Qiqi nodded, glanced quickly at her father, her little eyes looking a little guilty, and twisted her fingers: "Master is a Taoist priest. Master raised Qiqi, but Qiqi was born poor, and Master really couldn't afford to raise her anymore, so he abandoned Qiqi at the gate of the orphanage. Master didn't let Qiqi tell anyone that Qiqi has a master, that Master is a Taoist priest, because he was afraid that people would think Qiqi was a fraud and wouldn't like Qiqi."
"I'm sorry, Dad, Mom, Qiqi didn't mean to hide it."
His last words were tinged with a sob.
Madam Ji immediately felt sorry for Qiqi and snatched her from Ji Chengfeng's arms.
"Why are you being so fierce? You're scaring Qiqi!" Mrs. Ji glared at her husband, then gently patted the little girl's back to comfort her. "Qiqi, be good, don't be afraid! Qiqi is so good and so amazing, Mommy is so happy for her. How could I think Qiqi is a liar or dislike her?"
Qiqi looked up from Madam Ji's arms, her long eyelashes already glistening with water droplets. Her sweet, childlike voice was heavy with nasal emotion: "Really? Qiqi can tell fortunes and read faces. Mommy, won't you hate Qiqi?"
"Of course not! Qiqi is so young, yet she already knows so much. She's amazing!" Madam Ji praised her generously, even putting down her other sons, "Your older brothers are all older than you, but none of them know any of these things. Qiqi is wonderful, and Mom is so proud of you!"
"Really!" The little girl was still sad, but then she suddenly broke into a big smile, hugged Mrs. Ji's neck, and gave her a sweet, soft kiss. "Mommy is the best mommy in the world. Qiqi loves Mommy the most!"
"Doesn't Qiqi love her mother the most, but not her fifth brother?" Ji Jinyou looked at Qiqi with a hurt expression.
Qiqi immediately bent down and kissed Ji Jinyou on the cheek: "Qiqi loves Fifth Brother too."
"That fourth brother..."
Before Ji Yunhan could finish speaking, Qiqi gave him a kiss on the cheek: "Qiqi loves Fourth Brother too. After we finish eating, Qiqi will give Fourth Brother acupuncture."
Standing nearby, Ji Zeqian saw that Qi Qi kissed everyone but not him, and a hint of dissatisfaction flashed in his dark and indifferent eyes.
He walked over with a sullen face, looked up at Qiqi, and pointed to his own face: "Me."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com