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"No need."
He opened the door and walked into the office without looking back.
The secretary looked at him with a puzzled expression. In the end, he still didn't understand. He shrugged and followed Ji Jingchen's instructions to contact the construction site.
After a few phone calls, he hurried outside.
What he did not notice was that right after he entered the elevator, the door to Ji Jingchen's office opened again.
After going back, Ji Jingchen, who had been struggling in his heart, appeared at the door again. His gaze fell on the flowers in the trash can from the beginning.
He hesitated for only a second before walking over with a dark face. He bent over, picked up the rose from the trash can and hugged it.
"Stupid woman."
He cursed in a low voice, turned around, and returned to his office.
A few minutes later, the secretary came back, knocked on the door of the CEO's office, and told Ji Jingchen to leave. However, he was surprised to see the bunch of fresh flowers on the table.
"President Ji, is that bunch of flowers …"
He opened his mouth in confusion, but before he could finish, he was interrupted by Ji Jingchen with a cold expression.
"Have you finished what you were told to do?"
The secretary quickly recovered.
"I've already informed them that we can set off at any time."
Ji Jingchen nodded. He controlled the wheelchair and walked out from behind the desk.
"Let's go."
With that, he led the way out of the office.
The secretary slowed down a bit and kept looking back at the bouquet of roses on the table, her eyes full of confusion.
It wasn't until he walked out of the office and looked into the trash can that he realized it was empty.
A smile crept up his face.
Sure enough, that bouquet of flowers had just been delivered.
President Ji must know who gave it to him, right?
Several days later, in the dead of night, Ji Jingchen finished his work and returned to the castle.
Before he could enter the living room, he heard a burst of voices coming from the television.
When he walked in, the people in the living room turned off the TV as soon as they saw him.
Ji Jingchen frowned. He took a quick glance and saw a program's name on the TV screen.
Treasure Seeking
Ji Jingchen recalled the scene he just watched and immediately remembered that he was told a few days ago that Wen Tiantian had picked up a program from Elder Peng.
Judging by the time, it should be broadcasting soon, right?
He looked towards the people in the living room as he thought about this.
The butler was still holding onto the remote control. He was sure that the moment the butler entered the room, the butler had immediately switched off the television.
The few of them acted as if they didn't know anything.
"What are you looking at?"
The cook was about to reply when the butler pulled her back.
He replied, "It's just a normal TV show, nothing interesting. Sir, you don't usually like to watch it?"
"Is that so?"
Ji Jingchen replied plainly.
The chef called him over to the dining room, saying, "Sir, dinner is ready. You can eat at any time."
Ji Jingchen glanced at the TV. He obviously wanted to continue watching, but seeing the butler's gaze, he took it back as if nothing had happened and followed the chef towards the restaurant.
Just as he left the living room, the butler switched on the television.
The voice from the television program sounded once again.
Ji Jingchen couldn't help but to prick up his ears as he heard the voices coming from the living room.
They were separated by a long distance, and it seemed like Wen Tiantian was speaking faintly.
The cook had already brought out all the dishes, but Ji Jingchen was a bit absent-minded. His whole heart and consciousness was focused on that TV show.
On the television, Wen Tiantian seemed to be analyzing a snuff bottle left behind by the Qing Dynasty, talking it out loud.
Ji Jingchenzhong listened attentively.
"Sir? "Sir?" The cook called out twice, and he finally came back to his senses.
"What's wrong?"
Ji Jingchen turned around, but the chef looked at him with a troubled expression and pointed at him.
"Sir, the one in your hand... It's a fork. "
Ji Jingchen looked down and found that he was indeed holding a fork and was about to use it to drink the soup.
He looked embarrassed.
But he put down his fork with feigned calmness.
"Is that so? I accidentally picked up the wrong one. "
The chef, however, did not mind. She looked in the direction of the dining hall and felt a little anxious.
"Sir, if there's nothing else, I'll be going to the living room to watch the show."
Ji Jingchencun's heart skipped a beat as he asked, "What program is it?"
"I was thinking about Miss Wen's program. I heard that it was received from Elder Peng. It's being broadcast twice a week. Today, is it still the first episode?"
As she spoke, she said excitedly, "Sir, if you want to watch, do you want them to broadcast the program into the dining hall?"
When Ji Jingchen heard this, he subconsciously wanted to open his mouth to agree, but he was shocked for a moment.
Ye Zichen's face sunk.
"There's no need for that. There's nothing to watch on that kind of program."
With that, he lowered his head and began to enjoy his dinner with a serious expression.
Hearing his words, the chef was disappointed and could only walk towards the living room.
The moment she left, Ji Jingchen pricked up his ears again.
However, this time, the steward seemed to have lowered his voice, making it impossible for him to hear anything.
Ji Jingchen frowned in frustration. He moved his chair closer to the living room and sat down. Finally, he could hear the voices in the program. Only then did his expression relax.
The program lasted from 8 PM all the way to 9 PM.
Ji Jingchen came back a bit late, he could only see the last half an hour.
The people in the castle were all crowded in the living room, from time to time there would be discussions.
Half an hour later, Wen Tiantian's show ended. Only then did they finally leave.
The moment the butler and the cook walked into the restaurant, they saw Ji Jingchen sitting closest to the living room.
The cook looked surprised.
"Mister... Aren't you supposed to be sitting there? "
She pointed to the far corner of the restaurant on the other side.
Ji Jingchen kept a straight face and did not make a sound.
"The chair over there is broken."
The kitchen lady looked at Ji Jingchen in surprise. At this moment, Ji Jingchen, who was sitting on a chair, was even more confused.
"But Sir, you've always been riding on your own wheelchair, and on the same one."
Ji Jingchen's expression immediately stiffened as he put down the knife and fork in his hand.
He changed the topic and said, "I'm going back to rest."
With that, he went upstairs in a hurry and left.
The butler looked at the table and immediately understood what was going on. A smile appeared on his face.
Even though the cook was beside him, she still did not understand.
"What is the matter, sir?"
The steward hummed with pride.
"Even though he says no on the surface, his body is very honest.
On the other side, Ji Jingchen returned to his bedroom.
He was going to start working on tomorrow's work, but when he turned on the computer, he couldn't get a good look at it.
By the time he realized it, he had already unknowingly retrieved the program Wen Tiantian was on.
Looking at the computer screen in front of him, Ji Jingchen frowned as if he was dissatisfied with his actions.
The mouse moved about on it.
She wanted to see if anyone was bullying her.
That woman is too stupid.
He found an excuse for himself.
In the past, when Wen Tiantian had also participated in such programs, she had been bullied by quite a few people.
Ji Jingchen thought as he opened up the program and watched the replay.