"Shu Mi, listen to me, everything is your illusion." Xu Mingzhu jumped up and grabbed the phone, got out of bed and walked into the bathroom.

Tang Shumi sneered: "Illusion? What illusion do you tell me can turn your voice into a man's voice?"

"..." Xu Mingzhu was silent.

"Is it Xu Jiahuan?"

Xu Mingzhu knew that he couldn't hide it, and admitted frankly: "Yes."

Tang Shumi pouted her lips and said unhappily, "Why didn't you tell me?"

"Didn't you be annoying all day because of Ji Linchen? I didn't tell you to save you more annoyance."

"Xu Mingzhu, what do you think?"

Didn't she see it through? I promised myself that it was just a whim, and I forgot about Xu Jiahuan in two days. How did he forget?

Xu Mingzhu looked at the figure outside through the frosted door, "I don't know, I just like him anyway."

Tang Shumi frowned, "Can you be more mature? Like to be able to eat as a meal?"

Xu Mingzhu replied: "No, but it's better than rice."

Both sides were silent at the same time.

After a while, Xu Mingzhu said, "The taste of being in love is crazy, I'm already on top."

Tang Shumi: "..."

"Don't talk about this, don't worry, I will take care of it myself." Xu Mingzhu changed the conversation, and then said: "Call me so early, what's the matter?"

Tang Shumi remembered the purpose of her call when she mentioned this. She paused and hesitated whether to speak.

"Shu Mi?" Xu Mingzhu didn't hear the sound, and shouted questioningly.

Tang Shumi took a deep breath and exhaled it slowly, then calmly said: "It's like this, I have a friend..."

After talking a lot, she was dry, waiting quietly for Xu Mingzhu's response.

The other end of the phone called her name, "Tang Shumi."

"You said."

"I think you too...", she paused and said seriously: "It's up."

Tang Shumi: "..."

Xu Mingzhu relentlessly punctured her: "Jiejie, I said 800 years ago, you like Ji Linchen! You like Ji Linchen! You like Ji Linchen!"

Important things have to be said three times, but how many times can some people just be inaudible like deaf people,

"No, I don't, I don't like it!"

"I beg you, is it hard to admit that you like it?"

"Why should I admit that there is nothing?"

"Solution, do you know a great theorem?"

"What theorem?"

"Zhenxiang may be late, but he will never be absent."

"..."

Xu Mingzhu sighed: "I ask you, isn't Ji Linchen worthy of your liking?"

Tang Shumi thought for a while, and began to waver, "It's worth looking at that face."

Xu Mingzhu really wanted to applaud her, "That's not right!"

"Okay, I admit it." Tang Shumi gritted her teeth like a dying strong man, "I like him, I like his face, and his money."

Xu Mingzhu was so anxious that he almost didn't throw the phone away, "Jiejie, you can like him again by the way, I really beg you!"

It is gratifying that Tang Shumi did not immediately refute, but said: "I will consider it again."

Xu Mingzhu didn't understand what to consider, but still followed her words: "Okay, you can think about it. You can only figure out this kind of thing by yourself, and I can't help you if I want to."

Tang Shumi nodded, "Okay, that's it, you can keep going up."

Xu Mingzhu: "..."

When she hung up the phone, Tang Shumi touched her pillow and fell asleep before she could think about it.

It was noon when I woke up again, a rare sunny day, the sun was high, and the sun pierced people's eyes.

After Tang Shumi freshened and went downstairs, the butler sent her a document.

"Miss Tang, President Ji gave you this."

What is the broken document?

Tang Shumi took it and flipped through it.

After only turning two pages, the sorrow on his face turned into consternation, and then turned back. At the end, Tang Shumi couldn't help expressing joy, "Is it really for me?"

The butler replied respectfully, "Ms. Ji said that if Miss Tang is really bored, she can take care of this venue and do whatever she wants."

Of course it was used to open a private art gallery!

Ah ah ah ah, her dream since childhood!

Tang Shumi happily almost jumped up and went around in circles, and couldn't wait to go out to see it after lunch.

The venue is located in the a1 area of ​​the Expo City, with a total of three floors and an exhibition hall area of ​​1,000 square meters, which can be regarded as a medium-sized exhibition hall.

The main building is in the shape of a spoon, with a modern design style, featuring high-grade cool gray.

"The construction was completed only a month ago, and the exhibition hall facilities, lighting, building automation and other systems have been completed, just waiting for the collection to settle in." The person in charge followed Tang Shumi and introduced along the way.

Tang Shumi looked around and asked, "Do you plan to use it as a pavilion before?"

The person in charge was stunned. This is completely designed according to the pavilion. What does the pavilion not do?

Facing the future female women of the Ji family group, he patiently explained: "It was built according to the specifications of the museum and designed by the famous Japanese architect Kazumoto Tahara."

"One Tian Yuan?" Tang Shumi lifted her lips.

No wonder how she likes this style. "

Xu Mingzhu soured her: "It was built for you at first glance. Ji Linchen is so kind to you."

Tang Shumi responded with a beating, "It's okay."

"It's more than okay, it's okay." Xu Mingzhu desperately touted from the side.

Tang Shumi squinted and said, "I think you are going to heaven."

Xu Mingzhu nuancedly said, "I think."

Walking to the end of the exhibition hall, Tang Shumi dismissed the person in charge and asked: "What is going on with you and Xu Jiahuan?"

"What else is going on," Xu Mingzhu blinked and said in a playful tone: "One-night stand? 419? Would you like to stop running with the ball?"

Tang Shumi: "..."

"Mary Su Gou Xue novels have been read a lot? Why are you like Su Zhen."

Xu Mingzhu replied solemnly: "Of course not, you know, I get a headache when I read a book."

"What should I do if the Dongchuang incident happened?"

"...Cold."

"Don't give me poor, if your brother knows, don't kill Xu Jiahuan."

"No, Xu Jiahuan and my brother are good buddies. They were classmates before."

Xu Mingzhu curled up her mouth and smiled loosely: "Oh Shumi, don't worry about me, it's a big deal, raw rice is cooked into white rice, and you are pregnant with a cub. Dad and brother can't agree to it."

The tone is very relaxed, with a hint of complacency.

This made Tang Shumi completely hot, and she sternly said: "Xu Mingzhu, are you naive or stupid? You got pregnant first? You can figure it out! What if Xu Jiahuan is a scumbag?"

"No—" Xu Mingzhu's words stuck in her throat. Of course she was not stupid, she was a scumbag, God knows.

"If he is a scumbag, then I'll recognize him." Xu Mingzhu looked at Tang Shumi and said seriously: "Shumi, when I met him, I felt that I was alive again."

Tang Shumi frowned: "What kind of metaphor do you have."

Don’t you always live well?

Xu Mingzhu raised her eyebrows, "I don't care, anyway, I just like him, whatever Wang Clan and Li Clan are, let me go."

Tang Shumi concluded: "You are not saved."

Xu Mingzhu shrugged indifferently, "How short life is when you are alive. You have to live recklessly and pursue what you want to pursue."

"So your so-called pursuit is a stinky man?" Tang Shumi said with disdain.

Xu Mingzhu is not as awkward as Tang Shumi, and admits generously: "Yes, my pursuit is Xu Jiahuan."

Tang Shumi rolled her eyes, not knowing how to persuade this stupid woman who was dazzled by love.

"Shu Mi, I have something I want to return to you."

"What?"

"You," she stretched out her middle finger, pointed at Tang Shumi playfully, and then shook it left and right, "it's almost hopeless."

Out of the exhibition hall, Xu Mingzhu rushed to the Lamborghini parked at the door.

Tang Shumi glanced at it. Xu Jiahuan was in the driver's seat. She retracted her gaze and called Ji Linchen.

Tang Shumi never took the initiative to call him. The last call was made by mistake in Paris.

So when receiving the call, Ji Linchen looked a little surprised and asked her what's wrong.

Tang Shumi asked him amusedly: "What can I do?"

Over there calmly said: "It's okay."

Tang Shumi was silent for a moment, and then said: "Ji Linchen, I like it very much."

Of course Ji Linchen knew that she was talking about art museums, "Just like it."

Then there was a short silence.

She didn't know what to say. When she was a child, she was very outgoing and cheerful, but when she was older, she liked to bring her emotions inward.

Only when facing Ji Linchen, would she deliberately act.

Because apart from Ji Linchen, she couldn't find a second person who would indulge her.

She knew very well that she just liked Ji Linchen.

The shadow left by Tang Guohai is too deep, so she always maintains an ostrich mentality when facing feelings.

She didn't dare to show her feelings easily, for fear of being disappointed or hurt.

Xu Mingzhu said that she was not saved, and she felt that she was right. She was really hopeless.

"Shu Mi?" A clean voice came from the phone, pulling her thoughts back.

She looked up at the sky, there was no cloud in the sky, it was cloudy.

"Have you eaten?" Tang Shumi thought it was funny after she finished speaking.

It's only 4 o'clock in the afternoon.

Ji Linchen actually answered very seriously: "Not yet."

Tang Shumi hummed faintly, and walked to the garage while calling, "Then you remember to eat well at night and go to bed early."

She increased her tone: "If you stay up late, you will die suddenly."

"Ok."

Tang Shumi stopped, "Yes?! Ji Linchen, will you die if you say two more words?"

After a while, he suddenly said: "Then you should also remember to eat well, go to bed early, stay up late, easy...", he paused, changed his words, "become ugly."

Tang Shumi: "..."

"Impossible, I won't be ugly after all the nights of my life!" Tang Shumi frowned.

When Ji Linchen's slight chuckle reached Tang Shumi's ears, it was automatically filled with ridicule.

"Why are you laughing!"

"Laughing at you..." Ji Linchen paused, choosing his words, "It's stupid."

"Ji! Pro! Chen!"

He didn't finish, "It's cute."

"..." Tang Shumi was silent again.

Ji Linchen glanced outside the door, put away a faint smile, and said with a serious face: "There's something else, hang up first."

Tang Shumi hung up the phone first. Ji Linchen listened to the beeping mechanical sound, put down the phone, and said calmly outside the door.

Zhao Yan knocked on the door twice, and waited outside without hearing the boss say.

I vaguely heard "Eat well and go to bed early", and something "Silly and cute".

If it is not for the familiar tone, he very much suspects that an outsider has sneaked into the office.

"Mr. Ji, this is a proposal for the acquisition of Lantian Construction." Zhao Yan walked in and put the documents on the table.

The acquisition was suddenly urgent and the department drove out the acquisition decision overnight.

Lantian Construction has been in a state of loss due to the short-sightedness of the senior management and improper investment.

In addition, in recent years, housing has become saturated and policies have been tightened, and the real estate industry has been very depressed.

Of course, the construction company under the Jishi Group is still flourishing. After all, the liquidity is abundant and the construction technology is at the top level in China.

Zhao Yan couldn't figure out why the boss wanted to buy Lantian Construction. Even if it can develop, the financial and material resources invested must not be proportional to the revenue.

Furthermore, the largest controlling shareholder of Lantian Construction is Tang Guohai, who is Miss Tang's father.

This……

Of course, Zhao Yan did not dare to express opinions at will, but stood quietly aside, waiting for instructions.

Ji Linchen opened it casually, glanced quickly, and then raised his eyes, "Send the documents to Miss Tang after signing the acquisition agreement, and Tang Guohai's shares will be transferred directly to her name."

Zhao Yan nodded: "Yes."

The essence of equity acquisition is the transfer of equity by the target company's shareholders. The transfer of equity by shareholders must be approved by more than half of the company's voting shareholders.

Blue Sky Construction’s dividends are not even close to the gaps between the teeth. Small shareholders are of course happy to see that it can be acquired by an international group like Ji's.

What's more, Ji Shi also provided them with the right of first refusal to purchase shares. In other words, their shares were not transferred, but were replaced by shares of Ji's subsidiary.

However, the right of first refusal is only held by shareholders other than Tang Guohai.

The minority shareholders all agreed that Tang Guohai couldn't object no matter how much he could only obediently transfer it at a low price.

Obviously, the boss was deliberately suppressing Tang Guohai.

As for the reason, Zhao Yan also guessed something.

Now, Tang Shumi's position in his heart has changed from "not just a vase" to "the boss's fiancee."

It seems that Miss Tang's movements need to be watched more closely.

As soon as Tang Shumi fastened her seat belt, the phone rang.

It seemed that the telegraph was Tang Guohai, so she hung up directly and then blocked it.

The movements are crisp and neat, without any sloppy feeling.

Tang Guohai was dead in her heart.

She even wanted to change her last name.

Change it to my mother's last name, Su, Su Shumi?

It was a bit confusing to read, the two words Shumi were taken by my mother, I hope she knows the book well and is sweet and sweet.

It's a pity that neither of the two words seem to have anything to do with her.

The surname Su Nian is not quite right, so what else is the surname?

Tang Shumi was stunned for a moment, or his surname...Ji?

Ji Shumi?

It sounds weird, and why does she have the surname Ji Linchen? !

Crazy, Tang Shumi shook her head, released the handbrake, and stepped on the accelerator.

The car started smoothly and quickly drove into the traffic.

The existence of the art gallery gave Tang Shumi the backbone, and she wandered around it all day.

After busying around for ten days, she turned down all celebrity activities, charity dinners, top dance parties, celebrity salons, all refused.

I didn't even go to the show of G's house. It was a new day in winter. The invitations of major brands were piled up thickly on the dressing table, and the surface even accumulated dust.

Tang Shumi suddenly discovered that she didn't like these things that much.

What's more, every day I am as tired as a dog, and I lie down on the bed as soon as I go home, so there is no time and energy to participate in these activities.

But having said that, tired is tired, but she feels very happy.

Because I finally have something to do, something I like!

The opening date is scheduled for next Wednesday.

She wanted to invite some cutting-edge painters to participate in the opening of the museum and cut the ribbon. She personally wrote invitations and sent them one by one to show her sincerity.

Among them was a young painter named Ai Zhu. Tang Shumi liked her very much. She had seen her work as early as in Times Pictorial.

The technique is delicate, the color is bold, and the creativity is full. What Tang Shumi appreciates most is: Ai Zhu has his own ideas and can always express themes with strange and strange things, and he does not violate the harmony, which is amazing, but also thinks that he is really a ghost painter. It should be painted like this!

This Ai Zhu is definitely a very interesting person.

As a loyal fan, Tang Shumi decided to personally invite her to the opening ceremony.

Surprisingly, Ai Zhu is now in the same city as Ji Linchen, city a.

While Tang Shumi was planning to go, he stopped by to take a look at Ji Linchen and surprised him by surprise.

After booking the ticket, Tang Shumi couldn't wait to wait for the next second to be in city a.

However, I can’t wait to see whether it is Ai Zhu or Ji Linchen.

Tang Shumi's feelings about this question are very complicated.

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