Chapter 68 Don't let his daughter come to Hujiang so often.
Zhong Yan hung up the phone and turned to look at him. "Ji Tanyuan, you're so narcissistic."
Ji Tanyuan pouted, "Likewise."
Zhong Yan bent down, knelt on one knee on the bed, and pulled Ji Tanyuan's leg towards him.
With his other hand, he placed his hand on the back of her head and kissed her deeply.
The straps of the silk dress she had just put on were half-undone, revealing a seductive allure.
Her soft, smooth skin, with its luminous white glow, resembled a rich and alluring white peony against the backdrop of her moonlit white silk pajamas.
His hand turned slightly red when he touched her, and then he picked her up and carried her to the bathroom.
Ji Tanyuan was picked up and put her arm around his arm. She raised an eyebrow, as if to say, "See?"
Zhong Yan held her with one arm around her knees, while reaching for the T-shirt with his other hand. He then said, "Isn't this fate?"
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Ji Yingying was furious after being snubbed by Zhong Yan; the man hadn't given her any face at all.
When she got home, she threw herself into her mother's arms and cried. Tian Ruomei patted her daughter's back and comforted her, "It's okay, if he doesn't like you, it's because he has bad taste. And he will definitely reject you at first, but all men are the same. Trust your mother."
“They only behave when they’re hanging on the wall.” Tian Ruomei said, a hint of hatred in her eyes. Her husband was a typical example of this.
With too many illegitimate children, the Ji Group remains the dominant force, but now it faces internal and external troubles, and his sons can't gain much benefit at all.
Now there's even a car accident. Ji Tanyuan is too heartless, or perhaps Sheng Wan instructed her to do so. Her fourth sister-in-law is a madwoman.
However, we cannot touch her until we gain control of the Ji Group, but this score cannot be settled so easily.
Thinking of this, Tian Ruomei closed her eyes, suppressing her anger. She had endured it for so many years, so what did it matter if she did it a little longer?
In any case, it's too difficult for a woman to inherit a family business; she faces immense pressure.
She opened her eyes, looked at Ji Yingying, her face somewhat crazed, "Yingying, you must trample Ji Tanyuan under your feet, understand?"
Ji Yingying nodded blankly, "I understand."
As the two were talking, Ji Yingying's older brother came downstairs, dressed, and walked out. Tian Ruomei looked at her son and asked, "Where are you going?"
As Ji Ziqian walked, he said, "Ji Tanyuan went to the company's finance department."
He had to go and see; Ji Tanyuan's visit was ill-intentioned.
Tian Ruomei was stunned. "Is she going to cause trouble again?"
After saying that, she grabbed her son and said, "You must be careful. She's a madwoman just like her mother. Don't act impulsively, you know? The family ancestral rites are coming up soon. As the eldest grandson of the Ji clan, you can't afford to get into trouble."
Ji Ziqian's expression darkened, and he didn't listen. "She's now relying on the Zhong family behind her and on her marriage to save the Ji family. She's putting pressure on us step by step. I won't let her get away with this."
Tian Ruomei was afraid of people acting impulsively. "Yes, yes, but now is not the time."
"Mom, she's already killed someone, why isn't it time yet? She's being so blatant, are you still going to tolerate this?" Ji Ziqian retorted.
"The company I manage now is nothing compared to the massive Ji family. She's leaving us no way out at all!"
Ji Ziqian became increasingly dissatisfied as he spoke:
“She’s really starting to show her true colors now that she’s married. If you ask me, I bet Zhong Yan is behind this. Why should a married daughter still have to take care of the Ji family? You should talk to your father more and ask him to talk to your fourth uncle and tell him not to let his daughter come to Shanghai so often.”
"If you marry into Yanjing, you should stay in Yanjing!"
Ji Ziqian left after he finished speaking.
Ji Tanyuan listened to the CFO's report at the company with a somewhat inattentive attitude.
She stared intently at the screen, her fingers barely moving, and tapped the table lightly with the pen, but without making a sound.
The CFO's back was almost soaked with cold sweat.
Ji Tanyuan could see the tension in her employees. She chuckled and said, "Is it interesting to explain something with a fake financial statement?"
At this point, the CFO was practically kneeling down.
Ji Tanyuan's expression changed the next second: "Bring out the internal accounts."
The CFO swallowed hard, just as he was thinking of a reason, when the glass door to the conference room was pushed open.
Ji Ziqian smiled broadly, "Huanghuang, what brings you here?"
As she spoke, Ji Tanyuan stepped forward, sat in the head seat, and smiled, "Big brother, it's been a long time."
Ji Tanyuan, wearing a black knit top and a beige high-waisted wool skirt, sat behind the conference room table. As the chair spun around, she remained casual, without getting up.
Even though sitting down is visually a lower position, in a meeting room, it's usually the boss who sits and the employees who stand.
Ji Ziqian was seething with anger. He forced a smile through gritted teeth and said, "It has been a long time. Why did you come to this company without telling me?"
"What you're saying is interesting. Do I need to report to anyone when I come to my own company? Yunfang also belongs to the Ji family, you can't be unaware of that, can you?"
"Yes, it's the Ji family. By the way, where is your husband, Mr. Zhong?" Ji Ziqian deliberately emphasized the word "Zhong" when he replied, as if to remind her that her identity was no longer as simple as before.
Ji Tanyuan seemed not to have heard, and casually raised her chin, "This account... isn't quite right."
Ji Ziqian frowned. "Huanghuang, there are some things you don't understand, so why deliberately nitpick?"
Ji Tanyuan rested her chin on her hand and blinked. "Brother, what does it mean to understand?"
"If I remember correctly, the price quoted for silicon raw materials is much lower than the cost price you quoted, right? You're still acting as a middleman and making a profit from the difference."
Ji Ziqian's face stiffened. "I don't understand what you're talking about."
Ji Tanyuan smiled but didn't say anything. Yunfang Materials is mainly responsible for the midstream deep processing of organosilicon, which involves connecting with upstream raw material suppliers and supplying downstream chip manufacturing and battery energy packaging.
Ji Ziqian made huge profits in the middle, and now she is taking the time to calculate step by step in order to completely control the semiconductor and new energy industries and put her own people in control.
Thinking of this, he said, "It's almost the end of the year, we all need to have a good New Year, don't you think, brother?"
After saying that, she took a stack of documents from her assistant and placed them in front of Ji Ziqian. This was the last bit of dignity she would leave him with.
"Afterwards, I will have someone take over the management of Yunfang Materials and the overall business layout. In the future, the group will follow the management route of professional managers, get rid of the work and operation model in which family members hold important positions, and implement de-familial management as a whole."
"Ji Tanyuan! What are you saying?" he exclaimed in shock.
Ji Tanyuan raised her eyes, her expression extremely serious: "I know, I want the Ji family to go far."
After saying that, Ji Ziqian laughed angrily. He narrowed his eyes and looked gloomy. "Who agrees with all that you've said?"
Ji Tanyuan: "You're not thinking of having those useless uncles raise their hands to vote on whether they agree with my decision at the family ancestral hall ceremony in half a month, are you?"
Ji Tanyuan found it somewhat amusing. People tend to flock to where they can reap the benefits. No wonder she was so willing to hide behind the clan and not come out. If she came out, she would miss out on the benefits.
Thinking of this, she chuckled: "But the Ji family doesn't rely on surnames, they rely on shares and the law."
“They can decide who gets included in the family tree, and I can decide whether to give them dividends or not, and whether to allocate funds to the foundation. Why don’t you just tell those uncles that?”
Ji Ziqian's eyes widened. "Ji Tanyuan, how could you say that?"
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