Mina was immediately confused. The usual CEO would speak up if he had any questions. Why didn't he keep his mouth shut today?

After the assistant left, Ji Zefeng reopened the Weibo app on his mobile phone, and a new message popped up, which changed his eyes immediately.

The official account of Ji Zeyu Support Association sent a message: "Hello, we have arranged for SF Express to deliver the tickets you want, and they will be delivered tomorrow."

After Ji Zefeng saw the news, the corners of his lips couldn't help rising, and the cold and tough facial lines softened. He took a sip of his coffee, then typed back, "Thank you."

Ji Zefeng didn't go to the last performance. This time, as the dignified president, he couldn't get a ticket. He was originally very depressed, but now it's clearing up because of the news from the support club.

"It should be us thanking you. You donated 2 million to the support club in the second stage. We are really happy that Xiaoyu has fans like you." Ji Zeyu's support club replied.

The account for the donation is Ji Zefeng's trumpet, and no one knows his true identity. In addition, this trumpet does not even have an avatar, and many people speculate that this rich fan is a rich woman.

After sending the tickets, members of the support club sent a message in a small group: "Damn, the rich lady didn't get the ticket, and asked if I could give her one, and I immediately gave the extra one to her. ."

"Is that the rich woman who raised funds and donated millions?" Jiang Li replied in the group, "The rich woman can't even get tickets. It seems that she is also a star chaser."

As Ji Zeyu's most popular station sister, Jiang Li has already entered the support club.

Someone replied: "The rich lady and sister may be the elderly, so let's be considerate."

Ji Zefeng, who was sitting in the office, sneezed suddenly.

Soon, Ji Zefeng received the courier the next morning. After opening it, he rarely raised the corners of his lips and showed a happy look.

The other employees in the company were suddenly shocked - oh my god, the big devil Ji is actually laughing! This is a check for hundreds of millions!

Including Ji Zefeng, fans are looking forward to the second round of performances, and some unscrupulous scalpers have raised the ticket price to nearly 10,000 yuan.

Ji Zeyu was also looking forward to the performance.

However, on the second day after the rehearsal, with only thirty-six hours left before the opening of the performance, an unexpected thing happened——

Xiao Huai's tonsils were inflamed due to overwork, and then he had a fever, and even his throat became hoarse.

When Ji Zeyu heard this early in the morning, his happy and relaxed mood suddenly disappeared, and his heart seemed to fall into a bottomless abyss.

The reality seems to be telling him a message, that is: he really has a black "cannon fodder male aura", and every challenge is hell-level difficulty for him.

The author has something to say: Ji Zefeng, President of Dignified Xingyu, did not expect that one day he would be sculpted by clay (not). Thank you to the little angel who voted for me or irrigated nutrient solution during 2020-07-18 01:35:52~2020-07-19 02:10:22~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 4 bottles of tea and wine; 2 bottles of fireflies and insects; fellow Taoists, please stay, and 1 bottle of Crave;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

Chapter 22

Xiao Huai's illness came suddenly. When Ji Zeyu rushed to his room, a staff member was already ready to take him to the hospital.

Xiao Huai looked at his teammates apologetically, and the next second, he turned his gaze to Ji Zeyu, his usual charming dark brown eyes seemed to have lost their luster at this moment, only sadness remained.

"I'm sorry, I made you worry." Xiao Huai lowered his eyes and said. His voice was obviously hoarse, which made people feel distressed.

"Stop talking about this, go to the hospital quickly." Ji Zeyu said with a slight frown.

Accompanied by the staff, Xiao Huai walked out of the room. Ji Zeyu thought about it and asked the staff, "Can I go to the hospital with you?"

The staff was stunned for a while, then nodded after hesitating for a moment, "Well, it's better to have one more person to accompany him."

Seeing that Ji Zeyu was going to accompany him to the hospital, Xiao Huai was stunned for a few seconds, and then said anxiously to Ji Zeyu, "Don't accompany me, you have to continue rehearsing, and the performance will be tomorrow..."

Ji Zeyu looked at him calmly and firmly: "You get cured first, don't worry about other things."

After the group left, the news that Xiao Huai had a high fever quickly spread throughout the entire program group. He is a popular player, and he is in the same group with Ji Zeyu. Everyone is looking forward to their performance.

Now that Xiao Huai is sick, everyone almost thinks that the odds of winning in group B, which are not high, are much smaller.

After hearing the news, Lu Nanyun put down the breakfast in his hand and frowned. He asked Wan Taki, "Which hospital did they go to?"

"It seems to be the central hospital." Wan Long said, he was obviously worried about the former captain, "Nan Ge, do you think Xiao Ji is unlucky, Xiao Huai's strength is not enough, and the chain is lost at a critical time, I guess He should be dying now..."

Hearing Wan Long's words, Lu Nanyun fell into a long silence.

inside the hospital.

Xiao Huai went to see a doctor within half an hour according to the procedure, and lay down on the hospital bed for drips. Because of sweating, he didn't have time to eat in the morning, so his thin lips looked a little pale. If fans saw him like this, they would probably cry out of distress.

Ji Zeyu walked into the ward, took out some cakes and milk from his bag, and handed them to Xiao Huai: "These are what you gave me last time. I didn't finish eating them, so I just took them with me. You can eat some first."

Xiao Huai nodded, and was about to take the cake, but suddenly withdrew his hand and said in a hoarse voice, "I don't like this flavor very much, can you change the flavor?"

"No, but you must eat it now." Ji Zeyu opened the package directly, took out the pastry inside, and handed it to Xiao Huai's mouth, "When you are healed, eat something else."

Xiao Huai stared at Ji Zeyu for a while, then suddenly laughed, opened his mouth obediently and took a bite of the cake, and found that the taste was actually not that annoying.