Chapter 8 Cancel this show

The girl wanted to explain something more, but the man opposite had no patience to listen anymore.

Rong Zhixing's finger bones curled up slightly and he knocked on the table, like a death knell.

The girl didn't dare to raise her head or speak again, and had to accept this silent sentence.

"Okay, that's it for today. I will communicate with Jiang Ci about the follow-up matters."

After the words fell, Rong Zhixingren had already left, leaving only a cold breath floating in the air.

As soon as Rong Zhixing left the cafe, he received a call from his assistant. The company had an urgent document that he needed to sign.

Inside Rong's CEO office.

The air pressure is extreme and the air condenses, like an ice cave.

Fang Yang looked at his boss's calm and conceited look and wondered in his mind what he had just said wrongly.

Then the next second, the document was thrown in front of me, and the wind blew across my face.

Fang Yang's heart sank, "Mr. Rong, is there something wrong with the documents?"

"no problem."

So what happened? Fang Yang had a hundred questions in his mind.

He suddenly remembered the girl that his boss asked him to investigate two days ago and was related to Movie Emperor Jiang, and he suddenly woke up.

"Mr. Rong, Communication University sent an invitation two days ago, inviting you to participate in the art festival."

According to his investigation, Jiang Xiao was at Communication University, and his boss invested in Communication University in his own name some time ago, maybe it was for this Miss Jiang.

As expected, Rong Zhixing's gaze became a little intense. After a moment of silence, he asked, "Do you have a program list?"

Program list? Just go and be invited to go through the show, and the boss always thinks that kind of activities are a waste of time, and you won’t watch it anyway. Why do you need a program list?

But now that the boss is at the critical point of anger, he can only dare to think about it in his heart.

"I'm going to ask the school for it right now."

Within five minutes, the program list was handed to Rong Zhixing.

He glanced briefly, and his eyes quickly settled on that familiar name.

Conservatory of Music——Jiang Xiao's "Farewell"

Below is the five-person ensemble. The scene he saw today flashed through his mind. Rong Zhixing still felt sour in his heart. He raised his hand and crossed out the program directly, and handed the program back to Fang Yang, "Notify the school to cancel this program."

Since when did the boss like to meddle in such nosy matters? Isn’t it just a show?

Fang Yang picked up the program list in confusion, glanced at it, and the doubts in his heart disappeared.

It turned out to be an ensemble show between four boys and Ms. Jiang. No wonder.

Thinking that those boys should have left in despair by now, Rong Zhixing felt a little relieved.

"What other plans are there today?"

He had already put on his coat and looked eager to go home.

The thought of a little girl waiting for him at home made his heart itch.

Fang Yang didn't want to discourage him, but what happened tonight was really important.

"The Cheng family wants to treat you to dinner today, mainly for the next acquisition. This acquisition is imperative for the Rong family."

After they returned to China, the shareholders were watching with eager eyes. If Rong Zhixing wanted to stop the public in Youyou, he had to successfully acquire Cheng's family, so today's dinner could not be avoided.

Rong Zhixing raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, "I understand, let's go."

"Mr. Rong, it's only five o'clock now, isn't it too early?"

"Go to the mall first and pick out a gift."

I understood the direction instantly, understood, and wanted to give it to Miss Jiang.

The shopping mall is owned by the Rong family. As soon as Rong Zhixing appeared, everyone joined in.

"Mr. Rong, what would you like to choose?"

"What do little girls like?" Apart from his mother, Rong Zhixing has never bought anything for other women, and he is not interested in these little girls' things.

But today, after all, I disturbed the little girl's ensemble show, so I regard it as an apology gift to her.

"Little girl?" The manager was also confused. It is difficult to estimate such a small range. "How big is the little girl?"

"twenty."

The manager was stunned for a moment, but after seeing the hint in Fang Yang's eyes, he understood instantly.

"Mr. Rong, please come here. These bracelets are the styles that little girls like. There are also necklaces and rings over there."

Rong Zhixing didn't listen at all to what was said next. His attention was entirely on the bracelet.

Because the sight of Jiang Xiao's thin white fingers falling on the piano keys flashed across his mind. Such a beautiful hand should be decorated with the most beautiful bracelet.

The manager was also very discerning and began to introduce various styles and design concepts to him.

When he saw the bracelet with a piano key design, he slowly raised the corners of his mouth and tapped his knuckles lightly, "That's it."

After everyone saw this scene, they looked at each other. Is there something wrong with their eyes? Did Mr. Rong just... laugh?

On a rare occasion when he was in a good mood, the manager hurriedly packed the gift box like a fool and carefully tied a bow on the gift box. Then he handed it over and said, "Mr. Rong, is there anything else you need?"

Rong Xingzhi raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes fell on the manager, and he just said four words, "Double the salary."

The manager's mind went blank. He almost knelt down and grinned behind his ears. "Thank you, Mr. Rong. Please go slowly, Mr. Rong!"

If anyone complains to him about Mr. Rong's unkindness in the future, he will get angry with him!

How kind-hearted Mr. Rong is! How approachable! How radiant with humanity!!

The dinner party in the evening was what Rong Xingzhi hated the most, but he had to accept it.

After drinking and drinking together, and pushing the cups down several times, Rong Xingzhi felt a burning pain in his stomach.

The dinner was finally over. Fang Yang had been waiting for him outside. When he saw his hand on his abdomen, his assistant suddenly woke up and went to meet him immediately.

"Mr. Rong, you have stomach trouble again? I'll take you to the hospital."

"No, let's go home." Rong Xingzhi might be scared when he thought that Jiang Xiao was still waiting for him at home and she was the only one at home.

After all, she was timid when she was a child, so she always kept him company, waiting for her to fall asleep at night before leaving.

Fang Yang couldn't resist him and helped him into the car.

The car's space was sealed, and the smell of alcohol quickly filled everywhere.

Rong Zhixing lowered the window and let the night breeze blow against his face.

His dim eyes suddenly lit up as he thought of something, "Fang Yang, make a few more turns before going back."

The smell of alcohol hasn't dissipated from her body yet, Jiang Xiao definitely doesn't like it.

It was just after 12 o'clock when I got home.

Not knowing whether Jiang Xiao was asleep or not, Rong Zhixing unlocked the door softly and entered.

The movement was extremely gentle, but it still woke up the petite figure on the sofa.

"Brother Zhixing?" Jiang Xiao sat up in shock and rubbed his red eyes.

Rong Zhixing turned on the light and saw Jiang Xiao waiting for him on the sofa until she fell asleep. She just woke up with a voice like a little kitten.

"Well, why aren't you asleep yet?" His voice became softer and softer unconsciously, fearing that he might scare her by speaking too loudly.

"I'm waiting for you. Why did you come back so late today? Why didn't you answer my phone calls?"

Jiang Xiao's nasal voice was a little thick, and his mouth was pursed, as if he was dissatisfied and accusing him of his evil deeds.

Rong Zhixing took out his cell phone and looked at it, and laughed helplessly: "The phone is out of battery, are you...crying?"
Chapter completed!