Fake Daughter Is Rich Again?

At the same time, on the first floor of the Intercontinental Hotel, Ji Xiao was also working nearby.NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

He was originally surrounded by a group of people as he walked forward. However, he stopped in his tracks when he brushed past a girl who was playing with her phone with her head lowered. "Mr. Ji, what's wrong?"

Someone asked as soon as Ji Xiao stopped. They carefully followed his gaze and saw people coming and going in the magnificent hotel lobby. They couldn't figure out what was going on, so they nodded and bowed as they asked him.

Ji Xiao did not answer immediately. Instead, he frowned and stared straight at the elevator with his sharp eyes.

The elevator door had just closed.

He did not have time to see if the person who had just walked past was someone he knew.

"President Ji, did you meet someone you know?" a subordinate asked upon seeing that he was staring at the elevator. "Should we follow them?"

Ji Xiao retracted his gaze. "No need. I just think that person looks a little familiar. However, that person can't be here. I must have misjudged."

The subordinate looked puzzled. He looked in the direction of the elevator, but it had already gone up and he could not see anything. He didn't know who Ji Xiao was talking about.

Ji Xiao's expression was the same as usual. He took the lead and walked forward. "Let's go. Dr. Liao is still waiting for us."

He led the way.

The people around him immediately followed.

There was a quiet cafeteria on the first floor of the Intercontinental Hotel. The environment here was elegant, and there was a private room. It was very suitable for discussing matters. Someone immediately came to lead the way when Ji Xiao arrived at the cafeteria.

He was led to a private room, and he knocked on the door before entering.

"Mr. Ji, you're here."

"Mr. Ji."

"Uncle."

A few people were already inside. As soon as Ji Xiao entered, they stopped chatting and greeted him.

Ji Xiao also got rid of his usual serious attitude and smiled warmly. He quickly walked forward and shook hands with a middle-aged man. "Dr. Liao, long time no see, long time no see."

The man he called Dr. Liao was in

his early fifties. Not only did he look ordinary, but he was also bald. He had a pair of heavy glasses on the bridge of his nose and was wearing a white coat buttoned up to his collar. He

looked small and sharp.

He also reached out to shake Ji Xiao's hand. Although he was not flattering him, it was obvious that he was very polite to Ji Xiao. "Mr. Ji, long time no see. I met Miss Ji at the research institute a few days ago, and she mentioned you. Mr. Ji is still as imposing as ever."

"Dr. Liao, you're too polite." Ji Xiao smiled and let go. He reached out his hand and said, "Please sit.'

He took off his suit jacket and

placed it on a chair beside him, then

pulled it out and sat down. Then, he looked at the doctor sitting far away from him and went straight to the point. Dr. Liao, you're from the First Research Institute. Isn't the assessment that is held every three years starting soon? Do you think the candidates we elected this year can enter the research institute?"

The Ji family nominated someone from the family this year. Like Ji Ziyin, he belonged to the side branch and was called Ji Hongfeng.

Ji Hongfeng was Ji Xiao's nephew.

If his nephew successfully entered the First Research Institute, it would also be a help to Ji Xiao.

Of course, he had to spare no effort to support Ji Hongfeng's entry into the First Research Institute.

The First Research Institute was not a place he could control.

The prerequisite was that Ji Hongfeng had to work hard himself.