Yan Ranjin supported her chin with one hand and said, "Dad, I noticed several soul auras in Siming Hall."

"Really?" Yan Zhiqing just asked lightly, without any feelings.

"Well, it's a bit weird." Yan Ranjin lay on the table, her nose wrinkled, "Maybe it's because of the cold."

"Cold?" Yan Zhiqing finally had a relatively big reaction, "Siming Palace is not cold."

Yan Ranjin looked up at Yan Zhiqing and said affirmatively: "It's really cold. I can't feel the heat when I hold a stove."

Zhiqing leaned over, grabbed Yan Ranjin's back collar and picked her up: "Soul or body?"

Yan Ranjin threw away the pen in her hand and turned to a small penis on Yan Zhiqing's shoulder and said, "It's all cold, it's very uncomfortable. Later, Dugu took me away and refused to let me spend the night in Siming Hall.

There is also Ling Tian. He asked Song Yuliang to wipe some traces. When I was there, I saw that Ling Tian didn’t seem to like Siming Palace very much, and there was a hint of fear."

Yan Zhiqing frowned and said, "Don't go to Siming Palace if you have nothing to do in the future, and don't spend the night. Old Wu is also in the fairy world. You must stay in the fairy world. Just live in him."

Yan Ranjin nodded: "Yes."

She paused, and then asked curiously: "Dad, what did the old man say to you?"

"Old man?" Yan Zhiqing thought for a moment and then knew who this old man was referring to.

"I didn't ask anything, I asked you about it, and I didn't ask much else." He replied, and asked, "Where did you lose your upbringing?"

"Does I have it? I still have it. The point is that I have no feelings for this grandfather." Yan Ranjin touched her chin with a serious look, but she looks like a child now, and she feels particularly funny.

Yan Zhiqing glanced at her, then took her off her shoulder and threw it to Jinhua: "Look at her and let her finish all these things. If there is something else to do later, don't let her run away."

Jinhua laughed secretly and looked at Yan Ranjin with disgust. She felt incredible. Jin Xi didn't have so many expressions.

He held back his smile and replied, "Yes."

Yan Ranjin returned to her original size and handled the matter with her fate.

Yan Zhiqing was sorting out some information, not written on bamboo slips, but on printed paper.

When Yan Ranjin finished the matter and looked up and saw a folder that did not belong to the Jin family, he was a little confused: "Dad, what is in your hand?"

"From Xiaoji's company." Yan Zhiqing threw a copy to Yan Ranjin.

Yan Ranjin looked through it and developed well. Judging from her father's tone, did her father interfere in the company's affairs? After all, Dugu Ji is a business idiot, and even if he is reincarnated as Mo Yunli, he is still an idiot.

Mo Yunli has the first-class ability to deal with the government, but she has no talent for doing business. She has tried to let him handle some things, but unfortunately she has messed up. From then on, she can no longer have the intention of letting Mo Yunli help with the matter.

"Dad, do you still have the energy to manage the company?" Yan Ranjin asked.

Yan Zhiqing looked at Yan Ranjin like an idiot: "What have you done, you forgot?"

Yan Ranjin turned her brush and said, "I have done a lot of things, Dad, which one do you mean?"

Yan Zhiqing sighed and said, "It's the things you wrote."

Yan Ranjin remembered what he was.

At the beginning, she was worried that Dugu Ji would not be able to manage the company well, so she wrote one or two million words, which was her lifelong experience, as well as her predictions for the future and countermeasures for emergencies. She was particularly detailed, and was tailor-made for his company.

Yan Zhiqing said, "Why don't you write a copy for the Jin family?"
Chapter completed!