Chapter 615

Ye Shengge never thought that one day, she would lose the right to call this man directly.

Thinking of this, the bitterness in her heart rose again.

After hesitating for a long time, she finally decided to send the email to this public mailbox. It didn't matter if Ji Shiting couldn't see it, anyway, she had an explanation to Shang Tianyi.

She would find another way to solve the problem of insufficient resources, and it was not that she could only ask T.S for help.

Thinking of this, Ye Shengge wrote an extremely formal email and sent it over, then closed the computer and went to the set with Lin Ran.

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Yangcheng, it was almost time to get off work.

At this time every day, the assistant would screen the emails in the mailbox today, pick out some emails that he felt needed to be reviewed by the big boss, and print them out and put them on the big boss's desk. There was an email today that was a little unusual, and the assistant didn't intend to pay attention to it, but he remembered that Assistant Sun once told him that any news about Shi Sheng Studio should be reported to the president in detail, so he printed out this email as well.

Ji Shiting had just returned to the office after a meeting. There was a stack of printed emails on his desk. He flipped through them casually. He knew the emails with stars, so he read them quickly. Then, an email with the domain name of Shisheng Studio made his eyes sink.

He carefully glanced at the sender and immediately confirmed the sender's identity from the pinyin.

The man suddenly chuckled, clenched the paper, and read it carefully, not missing a word.

After reading it once, his face had sunk to the extreme.

It was really a very formal work email. In the text, she reminded him very tactfully that T.S Group had not fulfilled its obligations stated in the contract recently, and emphasized the prospects of Shisheng Studio - did this woman forget the meaning of the two words "Shisheng" and how many times she had moaned and begged for mercy under him?

Ji Shiting immediately turned on the computer, logged into this public mailbox that he had not logged into for thousands of years, and quickly found the email sent by Ye Shengge.

He sneered heavily.

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Late at night, after Ye Shengge finished washing up, she suddenly remembered the email she had sent in the morning.

Although she knew very well that she was unlikely to get a reply, she still instinctively turned on the computer and logged into her mailbox - there was an unread email from Ji Shiting lying there quietly.

Ye Shengge was a little surprised, but not too excited. She thought it was an official reply from the assistant, nothing more than "read, waiting for processing" or something like that, so when she clicked on the text, she was still very calm.

However, when she saw the content of the text, her breathing suddenly became chaotic.

Ye Shengge was a little unbelievable, and even rubbed her eyes - but no matter how she rubbed, the content did not change at all.

"Talk on the phone - you have my number."

The signature was Ji Shiting.

Ye Shengge's heart pounded wildly. Although the text only had a simple sentence, she knew very well that this email was replied by Ji Shiting himself, it must be him!

Talk on the phone... Since he took the initiative to ask, then she didn't have any psychological burden. After all, they were once so familiar and close, but now they had to communicate in a businesslike tone over email, which even she found too cruel and absurd.