Sister, you miss me

Yang Feng took a sip of wine, and just about to speak, when the phone rang, he saw that He Shaotang was calling, and he had to confess: "Excuse me, you eat first, and I will answer the call."

"Shaotang, what's the matter?" Yang Feng left the table and walked out of the private room.

"Big brother, please."

"speak."

"I entrust my younger siblings to you."

"What do you mean? Oh, do you mean Jiang Zangyue! Let me take her to school?" Yang Feng smiled, "Big brother so trustworthy, I'm not afraid of stealing my guard?"

"Fear, why not?"

"Then you still send sheep into the tiger's mouth?"

"I'm more afraid of other animals. It's better to be cheaper for you than for others."

"Damn! Your brother, I'm so unbearable?"

"Haha, I am teasing you, but the ugly thing is better."

"Well then, Xiaoyue will be with us when she comes."

"How do you plan to go north?"

"Still going north? Of course it's by train. He's a low-key man."

"Well, I will be responsible for the tickets. Then, you will give me the IDs of several people."

"Then dare to love, I saved a lot of money."

"Well, that's it, everything else is fine."

"If you have the opposite sex and have no sex, hang it up!"

After receiving the phone, he opened the door and walked into the private room. At a glance, Dracula was picking vegetables for Ning Cai'er, and the watery tenderness gurgled in his faint blue eyes.

Yang Feng sat down, Dracula saw Yang Feng smiling maliciously, his old face blushed, and he immediately sat down.

Yang Feng cleared his throat, and toasted: "Everyone, let's go."

"Okay, thanks for the hospitality of Chairman Yang." Ning Cai'er cups the wine. "Chairman Yang is really a humorous person. It must be easy and pleasant to get along with you. Unfortunately, I am not your subordinate. people?"

"I have to ask my president about this?" Yang Feng said.

Ning Cai'er turned her head and looked at Dracula. Dracula smiled and said, "You drink slowly."

However, Yang Feng found that Ning Cai'er's face was not red or short of breath, as if she was immune to alcohol.

Yang Feng put down the empty cup and looked at Dracula and said, "My president, I wonder if you have heard a word?"

"No good things, but if you don't let you say it, you must be uncomfortable, so if you have it, let it go!"

Yang Feng pointed to Dracula and scolded with a smile: "You will still curse people without dirty words, really...no leadership!"

"Ha, in my opinion, there is nothing respectable about leadership."

Yang Feng shook his head: "Indeed, you are poisoned by capitalist culture, so I can't tell you this."

"Just know."

"Well, I'll continue the topic just now, and be courteous. What's the next sentence?"

Dracula's eyes widened in great interest: "Is it right?"

Ning Cai'er blushed and dropped her head.

Dracula’s blue eyes flashed with a strong thirst for knowledge, regardless of his smiling eyes: "Xiao Feng, what is it?"

Zhu Rongrong looked sympathetic: "Poor Dracula, Brother Feng is a bit too much, okay, okay, let me tell you, it's not against the poem, the next sentence is to steal or steal."

"Nothing to show courtesy, do you steal or steal?" Dracula repeated, nodding his nose: "Xiao Feng, are you laughing at me?"

It was a very happy scene, because Dracula's reaction was slow for a few shots, which was spoiled.

"Drink and drink." Yang Feng greeted.

"Brother, continue your story just now." Qin Xue said after taking a sip of fresh fruits and vegetables.

"Oh, it's like this, a black Tanzanian who has business in South Africa, and a female publicist is responsible for receiving him. The two got along well at first sight. After dinner, they went to the hotel to open the room and roll the sheets, burning passion overnight... Yang Feng stopped, looked at the faces of several girls, cleared his throat, "The above is not the point."

"Then what's the point?" Wang Bingqian asked, squinting.

"Almost a month later, the female publicist was unwell. I went to the hospital to check it out. It turned out that the love affair turned out to be a dark knot." Yang Feng looked at Ning Cai'er's face and continued: "This is not the point."

"Brother, you don't want to talk about it, just talk about the key points." Gao Xiaobao urged.

Yang Feng nodded and smiled: "The female publicist immediately published an eloquent blog post, claiming that she was unable to raise a child who did not know whether it was white or black, but the father of the Tanzanian child had no news. The female publicist hoped The father of the child can be responsible."

"This is not the point." Dracula snatched Yang Feng's lines.

"How do you know?" Yang Feng asked in surprise.

"What then? What's the point? What's the point?" Dracula asked excitedly.

"The point is here." Yang Feng took a sip of his three-year daughter Hong. "Although this man did not stand up, someone familiar with him revealed some news about him. The source said that this man has three wives in China. Children."

There was silence.

Everyone glanced at Dracula and Ning Cai'er intentionally or unintentionally. Just when the two were sitting on pins and needles, Yang Feng said to the box attendant: "Let your boss and the chef come over."

Before long, Zhang Xinyi and the big head came together.

The big head urn said with an aura: "Brother Feng, you call us?"

"Sit down." Yang Feng ordered.

"Ah." The two sat down in the empty chairs.

Yang Feng looked at the big head: "See Li Hui now."

The big head nodded: "I saw it, boss, oh no, it's Lao Li, he is ashamed of you and has no face to see you.

"Xiaoyi, when will your school start?" Yang Feng's question was a hammer.

"September 10." Zhang Xinyi replied.

Yang Feng nodded: "In this way, let Mengzi drive you there at that time."

"No, I can..." Halfway through, Zhang Xinyi couldn't speak anymore when he saw Yang Feng's clear eyes.

"Your tuition is paid by Fengxue Building Materials, Zhang Meng, huh?"

"Oh, good." Zhang Meng nodded.

"Big Brother Yang..." Zhang Xinyi instantly burst into tears, "I...I don't know what to say, don't worry, I will pay the money."

"Of course, the money was lent to you, so you don't have to be moved." Yang Feng turned to look at Zhang Meng, "Did you hear me, Manager Zhang? Remember to make her an IOU."

Zhang Xinyi looked up at Yang Feng's profile, her flawless pretty face with tears and a smile.

Yang Feng looked at the big head and said, "Manager Fan, after Xiaoyi goes to school, the farmhouse will depend on you. If you can't hold it alone, you can find someone to help you."

"Including Li Hui?" the big head asked nervously.

Yang Feng turned his head away, not looking at the big head: "I only care about the tangible economic benefits."

The big head was moved inexplicably: "I must be worthy of the trust that Feng Ge placed in me."

Yang Feng nodded slightly: "Xiaoyi starts school on the 10th, and I, Qin Xue, and Qianqian are on the 15th. In fact, calling everyone together today means a little to give us some practice. This is the theme of today. "

Upon hearing this, Ning Cai'er was the first to take the wine: "Come on, let us all raise a glass to a few students who have leapt into the dragon's door, and wish them success in their studies, grand vision, and bright future."

Everyone did it together.

Ning Cai'er quickly poured herself a cup of Jian Nanchun, then carried the wine bottle, and walked towards Yang Feng, only to see Zhu Rongrong and Gao Xiaobao move slightly faster, so she had to turn to Qin Xue and the others.

Yang Feng smiled when he saw the two brothers walking towards him, but Zhang Meng was not willing to be lonely, and followed.

Yang Feng got up with the wine glass, and Gao Xiaobao said, "Brother, you are a promising person, and I will respect you with Brother Rong."

"The wine must be drunk, but is there anything to say?" Yang Feng asked with a smile.

Gao Xiaobao said: "Both brothers, I don’t want to talk about the past. Brother Shao said that I was hypocritical. In this way, Xiaobao didn’t graduate from high school, and he hated less when he used the books. There is no hope in this life. Brother, help me. Read it back."

"Hi, this is fine too?" Yang Feng called.

"Of course, you read the undergraduate degree for yourself, so you can read me a master degree." Gao Xiaobao said.

"The doctor counts me." Zhu Rongrong couldn't wait to say.

Yang Feng was about to laugh, Zhang Meng pushed in again, and he asked, what else is behind the doctor?

Liang Xiaowen said: "Postdoctoral."

Zhang Meng widened his eyes and raised the volume: "I'm asking you what else can you read after you finish your Ph.D.?"

"Postdoctoral, after finishing the Ph.D., I will study as a postdoctoral fellow." Liang Xiaowen said in a straightforward tone.

"Hi!" Zhang Meng patted his head: "I have gained a lot of knowledge today. It turns out that there is still a post-doctoral qualification. Come on, Brother Feng, you can read me a postdoc and come back.

Yang Feng smiled, holding the cup and bumped into the three of them one by one, and then drank his mouth. Then he said: "After reading the postdoc, I am at least thirty-five years old. If I had not married a wife and had children at that time, 80% It's an older man left, and if you marry a wife and have children, then the research funding is probably not enough milk powder. You support my whole family?"

Before the three of them expressed their opinions, Ning Cai'er's voice came over: "It's only thirty-five years old, how can he be an older leftover man? Highly educated and rich in money, he should be called a high-quality leftover man."

Seeing everyone's eyes cast over, Ning Cai'er continued: "Once you get to that level, you can really pat your chest and say with great pride: Why do you have a wife!"

A pair of eyes watched Ning Cai'er's red lips flutter and her lips were eloquent.

Just listen to her continuing: "You may have also heard of the so-called rich blind date. In fact, our company also has this kind of business, with professional staff, and with an extremely critical eye, we choose the future pillow people for the rich. So, just With more than 50 million in assets, you can basically find a satisfied wife."

"Fifty million, looking for a wife?" Zhu Rongrong's eyes almost fell to the ground: "Is this a human? It's just for sale."

Ning Cai'er shook her head and smiled: "Manager Zhu, I said that 50 million in assets are enough to participate in this event. I didn't say that it would cost 50 million to marry a wife."

"That's it, it scares me to death." Zhu Rongrong stroked his heart exaggeratedly.

Li Erya rose up: "Zhu Rongrong, what are you afraid of? For me, I didn't spend fifty thousand yuan."

Zhu Rongrong walked over immediately, hugged Li Erya, and said passionately: "We know each other in danger. This relationship cannot be measured by money."

After listening to Zhu Rongrong's words, Li Erya ignored the many people present, and nestled tightly in Zhu Rongrong's chest, looking like a happy little woman.

Zhu Rongrong didn't know if he had drunk too much, and he added more: "What's more, there is an old saying that is so good that the wives of chaos will not go to the house..."

Before finishing speaking, Zhu Rongrong let out a scream.

Everyone couldn't help but look. It turned out that Li Erya pinched the fat on Zhu Rongrong's waist with one hand.

Misfortune comes from the mouth! This sentence came out of everyone's hearts.