"I'm not afraid. What else are you afraid of? Besides, I'm the chairman of the board. If I pick up a subordinate to the company on the way, is there any ceremony or reason why I can't? Get in the car!" Ji Ziming seemed not to allow Peige to hesitate at all.

Peige looked at the intersection and wondered why Cheng Ningyuan didn't come back at this time. If he told Ji Ziming that he was still going to take a taxi at the intersection of Malaysia on his legs, he would not be happy.

"Get in the car. It's already 45 minutes. If you don't leave again, you'll be really late. As the chief designer, you can't set an example. How can you stand among your subordinates in the future? Moreover, I have a meeting at 9:30 and I'm going to the company to prepare now. Do you want us to delay things together?" Ji Ziming's words seemed to be aggressive.

Pei Ge was so anxious that he rubbed his hands into thin sweat. He looked at his mobile phone, frowned at Ji Ziming's undoubtedly beautiful face, bit and stamped his foot again, and walked directly towards Ji Ziming's co pilot's cab.

The villa that Shen Feng sent people to look for at the beginning was not too far away from Ji Shi, just for the convenience of Peige's commuting in the future.

Sure enough, if the car drives fast, it will arrive in ten to twenty minutes.

Of course, Ji Ziming's driving skills need not be questioned. At 57 points, the domineering and calm Land Rover parked steadily downstairs of Ji's building.

Peige unbuckled his seat belt and pretended not to look at Ji Ziming. "Thank you, Mr. Ji. It's almost time. I'll go upstairs first!" In just a few seconds, Peggy got out of the car, slammed the door and ran towards the elevator entrance of the lobby.

Ji Ziming wanted to say something more, but looking at Pei GE's back, who was running and disappearing into the sea of white-collar workers, he finally just raised his mouth slightly. Shaking his head, a spoiled smile appeared on his face, and the cold eyes suddenly looked like a warm breeze like spring.

Suddenly, he started the car and headed for the underground parking lot.

Liu Lina, who happened to come to the company, had a panoramic view of this scene. She looked at Pei GE's figure in the crowd in the lobby and the deep smile on Ji Ziming's face. She couldn't help but hook the corners of her mouth.

"It's Ji Ziming of the action school after all. He's hooked up again so soon. Look, Shen Feng, I'll let you come back and experience what it's like to lose your beloved!" Liu Lina muttered to herself.

In the top office, Ji Ziming took off the only button in his suit coat with both hands and walked towards the office with a big step.

"The season is always early!" Far away, the Secretary Irene got up and nodded to herself.

"Good morning!" Seeing Irene standing up trembling to meet herself at the door, Ji Ziming responded to her with a rare word. Then he opened the door of his office with a cold face.

Irene naturally didn't respond. She opened her eyes, pointed to herself and asked, "hmm? Did Xiao Ji always respond to my greetings just now? No... it's unprecedented!"

She felt incredible. She looked into the office again, clenched her fists again, narrowed her eyes and exclaimed, "it's really him! I don't know what happened after the party last night. He looks in a good mood today! Did she meet Miss Pei alone later?"

The careful thinking of gossip kept popping out of Irene's mind. Just as she was planning to chew with other little girls in the company, Ji Ziming suddenly shouted at the door in the office: "Irene, please show me the meeting materials at 9:30 later!"

"OK, Mr. Ji!" Hearing the call, Irene quickly put down her mobile phone, picked up the information on her desk and walked towards the office.

"Mr. Ji, here is the information you want." Put the data worker in front of Ji Ziming. Irene was about to turn around and continue gossip, but Ji Ziming stopped her again: "ah..."

Irene thought, "what's going on? What's the order?"

But she did not dare to ask directly, but smiled, nodded and asked sweetly, "Mr. Ji, do you have any other orders?"

Ji Ziming hesitated for a moment, unconsciously propped up his chin with both hands, and suddenly asked, "well... Irene, do you know any rumors about me and Pei Pei in the company?"

When Irene heard Ji Ziming's question, her heart seemed to miss a few beats. Looking at Ji Ziming's breathtaking eyes, it seemed as if there was a faint dark light. Irene suddenly widened her pupils because of fear, and her breathing became rapid.

I couldn't help whispering in my heart: "no, he didn't know the gossip in my prequel? Why did he suddenly ask me that? Was it to catch the culprit and drive me away? This... What can I do?"

Ji Ziming just looked at her silently, as if he had to get an answer.

Seeing that Irene didn't speak for a long time, Ji Ziming's beautiful sword eyebrow twisted coldly: "what? Is it really? Tell me!"

In fact, he just wanted to know what outsiders would think if he really pursued Peggy again? For Peige, what kind of trouble will he have? He can think about the preventive measures in advance or choose to carry out it secretly. But I didn't expect that in just a few days after Peige came to Ji's company, there had been so many rumors about them.

After a pause, Irene's eyebrows were frivolous and asked in a cautious tone: "Mr. Ji, in fact... In fact, the big guy didn't spread anything privately, that is, when she was free or under great pressure at work, she occasionally talked a little behind!" As she spoke, Irene made a gesture to compare her heart and winked at Ji Ziming.

I thought Ji Ziming would stop knowing about it, but Ji Ziming was more interested: "Oh, what does this point specifically mean? Is Pei Pei and I right?"

Irene actually guessed that even if she insisted on washing white, she still wanted to cover up. With Ji Ziming's IQ, he couldn't know, so she had to lower her head in frustration.

Ji Ziming's eyes narrowed slightly, his strong chest leaned back more and more, and continued to ask, "listen to me. Don't worry, I won't do anything to you. I'm just curious. Usually the people under my hand, when they have nothing to do, always evaluate me behind my back. Do people want to make progress, right?"

Irene really believed it when she heard it. She stared excitedly and confirmed with Ji Ziming, "President Ji, you really won't be serious with us?"

Ji Ziming just nodded slightly. The original meaning of curiosity in his eyes seemed to be the meaning of watching a good play.