Ji Rui really thought this time Mr. Ji could hold back and ignore his two beloved sons.
Unexpectedly, just as Le Tong walked out of his office, she ran into Mr. Ji coming out of the elevator.
"Hello, Mr. Ji!"
Le Tong hasn't been at the Ji Family for long. Ever since Mr. Ji handed over the management of Ji Family to Ji Rui, he rarely appeared at the company. The only time Le Tong saw him was at the anniversary party of Ji Family two or three months ago.
Mr. Ji just nodded at her and quickly walked past her, he only knew this person was Ji Rui's secretary, but he didn't even clearly see her face.
Mr. Ji is nearly seventy years old, but his steps are still quick, passing by Le Tong as if a breeze had blown by.
In the brief moment their figures crossed, Le Tong's gaze fell on Mr. Ji's austere and indifferent face.
Ji Rui's facial features are not at all like Mr. Ji's, probably taking after Mrs. Ji, but the cold and merciless traits in Ji Rui are obviously inherited from Mr. Ji.