Chapter 1087 Helpless Night

Mayer didn't speak, and ignored Feng Yiping's words to stop at this time. He twisted his body, trying to take his hand out, and even reached his head to kiss Feng Yiping, "Hurry up, I clearly feel your wishes, don't Thinking so much,”

"Mayer," Feng Yiping held her down, trying to breathe evenly, "Don't move, look at me," he held down Mayer, "What will happen next?"

"So you are so greedy," Mayer said. "When you are in a good mood in the future, shouldn't you consider it and be satisfied?"

"Of course," she glanced at Feng Yiping, "provided that your performance this time satisfies me," as she spoke, her eyes moved, full of charm.

Feng Yiping almost lost control again, "I mean, we will work together in the future, what do you think of our relationship?"

"Of course it's the same as before," Mayer said impatiently. He was almost ready to talk to me about this. It's so wordy! Can you be more professional?

"No, you don't understand what I mean," Feng Yiping shook his head, "If our relationship has undergone substantial changes, I probably won't be able to accept you dating anyone else."

"Haha, that's it," Mayer laughed, "Chinese men are so cute, Feng, you should understand that my body only belongs to me."

This is the crux.

It doesn't matter if Mayer is someone who will never meet again from tonight. Tonight is either called indulgence, or mutual satisfaction, or just a sexual dream. It doesn't matter, anyway, there will be no contact in the future.

But Mayer would have to work under his nose in the future, so Feng Yiping naturally couldn't accept this person who was once close to him dating other men.

But he knew that Mayer would probably not think so. She would handle it as ONS and handle it professionally.

Such differences will inevitably affect their future cooperation, at least not conducive to future cooperation.

"So, you see, even though I am eager to do something, I don't want this to affect my future work,"

If it had been someone else who was pressing on her, Mayer would have kicked him off, but this person was Feng Yiping. She calmed down, suddenly looked at Feng Yiping and asked, "Can you only be loyal to me? "

"You know," Feng Yiping said awkwardly, "I...,"

"At least you still have Huang, right? Since you can't do it, why do you ask me to do it?" She said coldly.

Feng Yiping was speechless.

The originally hot atmosphere quickly cooled down, Mayer moved his hands, and Feng Yiping stood up knowingly.

He didn't say anything over there, he quietly arranged his clothes, picked up his windbreaker and bag, and walked away with a "dududu".

Feng Yiping was left sitting in the living room, staring blankly at Can Zhu over there.

This night, it didn't have to be like this, Feng Yiping was somewhat upset.

The meat is already on your lips, why not eat it first? No, the meat is actually in your mouth, so why not just ignore it and eat it first?

The phone rang, "Uncle, Miss Meyer won't get into my car,"

"Call a few more people and make sure to follow her to ensure her safety. By the way, let her go wherever she wants to go."

If I catch up at this time, I will definitely not solve the problem. Alas, am I being too "obedient"?

Half an hour later, Wenhua called again, "Uncle, we are at the Hengshan Road Bar Street,"

Well, Feng Yiping is not surprised that Mayer made this choice. Even he himself has the urge to go out for a walk, but his identity is really a constraint for him now.

I wonder which bastard will be cheaper? Feng Yiping also felt uncomfortable, "Don't disturb her, but ensure her safety."

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The noisy rock music in the bustling bar made Mayer feel more relaxed. She drank a large glass of whiskey in one breath. She breathed a sigh of relief and looked up at the men and women on the dance floor.

"Two glasses of the same thing," a white man in a suit with a slight beard squeezed in, ordered two glasses of the same thing as Mayer, and gave her one, "I'm Jeremy, nice to meet you, "

"Jeremy, thank you for the wine," Mayer picked up the glass he invited and drank half of it in one gulp without introducing himself.

Jeremy was halfway done, "You know, as soon as you came in, you attracted the attention of all the men in the bar. I'm just a little thicker-skinned than them,"

Mayer is also a frequent visitor to the bar. When he heard this, he knew that the person in front of him was very experienced. His conversation skills were probably several blocks ahead of that guy who seemed to live in the Middle Ages. By the way, had he ever been to a bar? , have you ever struck up a conversation with a girl?

"The last party was boring?" Jeremy asked with a smile.

A veteran like Jeremy could naturally tell what Mayer had been doing from the clothes on her body.

"I met a very unreasonable person," Mayer said bitterly.

He could brake at that time, so was he really that unattractive?

"Boyfriend?" Jeremy asked tentatively. When he saw Mayer's expression, he immediately changed his mind and said, "New boss?"

"Yes, so Jeremy, how long have you been in Shanghai?" Mayer would not let others control the situation.

"I work in a pharmaceutical company and have been stationed in Shanghai for two years," Jeremy said. "What about you, have you just come to work in China?"

"Well, almost a year," Mayer said casually.

"Shanghai is a very interesting city. I know there are many interesting places. Should we change places?" Jeremy came over and said.

This man looked good and was very elegant. In the past, under this circumstance, Mayer would probably not refuse his proposal. However, now smelling the scent of his cologne, Mayer could not help but think of Feng Yiping, who should have never used perfume, but was always very fresh and seemed to exude a sunshine-like breath.

"Sorry, I like this bar,"

"Oh," Jeremy, who felt that he had already won, was stunned, but immediately adjusted, "What else do you need?"

"No," Mayer shook the glass, turned around and looked at the dance floor, leaving Jeremy aside.

Jeremy tried several more times unwillingly. Such beauties are not common, but no matter what he said, he always got no response. He had no choice but to give up and look for other targets. He thought, let's change to Chinese girls.

As soon as Jeremy left, the gap he left was immediately filled up by others, including an experienced white middle-aged man, a Chinese guy who finally mustered up his courage, a familiar black guy..., one after another, one after another, taking turns to appear.

However, what reassured Wenhua, who had been standing aside with a bottle of beer, was that these guys all returned in defeat, and they didn't even have the chance to invite Mayer to have a drink like Jeremy did.

He was relieved. This Mayer seemed to have a close relationship with his uncle-well, he couldn't figure out what was going on with his uncle.

But no matter what, he definitely didn't want to see this blonde beauty having a close relationship with other men at this time.

Maybe Mayer was annoyed by those people who approached her, so she drank the last sip of wine, went straight to the dance floor, and danced by herself. She danced a little freely, showing her style without any scruples. You know, she has been practicing classical ballet since she was a child, and she is considered semi-professional. When she danced, she was naturally very attractive, and she became the center of the dance floor.

Wenhua was a little afraid to look at him. He suddenly envied his uncle. His uncle was so lucky.

She danced very hard again, completely ignoring the various men who were vying to be around her.

She danced until she was sweating and exhausted and no longer so irritable and depressed. She returned to the bar. Before she sat down, a man who had been vying to flatter her on the dance floor followed her, "Miss, what do you want to drink?"

Meyer ignored him and asked for a beer, which he drank in one breath. The man with slightly curly blond hair continued to chatter, "Where are we going next? I have a few bottles of good wine at home."

Meyer waved at Wenhua and stuffed his bag and windbreaker into him, "Take me home."

Facing Wenhua, who looked very young, the curly-haired man felt very advantageous, but before he could say anything, the other two strong men who came over made him shut up tactfully - this was not something he could afford to provoke.

"Miss Meyer, are we going back to the hotel?" Wenhua asked.

"Let's go back to the hotel first," Mayer said, leaning back in the seat with his eyes closed.

When they arrived downstairs at the hotel, Wenhua opened the car door, but Mayer said to him, "Wait for me,"

Wenhua didn't understand what was going on, and waited in the hotel lobby for a while, and then saw Mayer coming down with a big box, "Thank you," she handed the box to Wenhua and went to check out.

What on earth was going on? Wenhua was puzzled.

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Feng Yiping was also puzzled. He came out of the study room after hearing the sound, and saw Mayer standing in the living room with a suitcase, and asked hurriedly, "What are you doing?"

"Where is the guest room?" Mayer didn't have a good face at this time, "Help me move it over,"

Feng Yiping felt relieved inexplicably, "Please come this way," he followed behind with the suitcase, "Is the bar not fun?"

Mayer ignored him and stopped in front of the guest room door.

Feng Yiping helped her open the door and put the suitcase away, "Call me if you need anything,"

Looking at the door slamming shut in front of him, Feng Yiping didn't feel annoyed at all.

He knew what Mayer was going to do in the bar, and although he felt a little bitter, what could he do?

Unexpectedly, she just drank a few glasses of wine, danced for a while, rejected a bunch of men who approached her, and then went back to her home to sleep. Was this to make him feel at ease?

The door opened, and only one sentence came out, "This doesn't mean anything," and before Feng Yiping could speak, it was closed again with a "bang."

"Hehe," Feng Yiping laughed, yes, who said what this means?

But now, he seemed to see a flag stuck on the ground, which read, "There is no silver here,"

After this scene, although he was full of energy, Feng Yiping slept peacefully that night.

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Li Fangcheng was a little indignant tonight.

In the middle of the night, he returned home with a smell of alcohol and cold wind. He turned on the computer and thought about what to write under those posts tonight. I have it, or write that Feng Yiping likes to use hidden rules on female subordinates? The last time I went to his company, his secretary, tsk, was really outstanding.

Then this one!

He believed that such a post would definitely interest many people.

He rubbed his hands and opened the websites and forums one by one, which he had to post every day in the past few days.

In the past few nights, he had to reply to a few posts before he could sleep peacefully.

"Huh?" Why can't I find that popular post? He searched for a long time, but couldn't find the most popular one. He changed the forum, and there was nothing here...

A few minutes later, he found helplessly that none of the lively posts last night could be found. He couldn't help but slap the table and said, "You are really bullying others."

Needless to say, Feng Yiping must have used his influence to get these websites and forums to delete all the posts that revealed the news.

Can you still let me breathe out, and can you still let me sleep well?

But, hum, since the popular posts have been deleted, why don’t I post one?

He opened one of the most popular forums at the moment, closed his eyes and thought for a while, mainly thinking about the novels he had read before, and then wrote down nearly 500 words in one go - he admired himself a little, but he didn't expect that I still have this ability. Talent!

After taking a look at the title, "The story Feng Yiping and his female subordinate had to tell," he nodded with satisfaction and clicked send.

Haha, this post will definitely become popular, he thought.

A few minutes later, he held his toothbrush in his mouth and couldn't wait to see how many people had replied to his post. However, he once again wondered if he was dazzled. He had just posted it, but why couldn't he find it?

When the toothpaste flowed down his neck, he thought of the possibility that it must have been deleted.

I still don't believe it. He rinsed his mouth randomly and prepared to post again. However, this time, he found that he couldn't even post. Was he banned?

You unprincipled administrators!

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Tonight, there is another person who has nothing to do with Feng Yiping. He is also studying Feng Yiping at this time. He is Professor Xu who was on the show with Professor Xie before.

After watching the combination of punches during the day, he immediately understood that from today on, Professor Xie would definitely not have any future in the country.

It's a pity. It should be said that Professor Xie has made some achievements professionally, but it's just his character. Alas, in short, whatever path he chooses, he will have to bear the consequences.

While feeling a little emotional, he decided to update his lecture notes, which had remained unchanged for several years, and wanted to tell his students how to judge what they should or should not do from an economics perspective in daily life.

He could understand the motivation behind Professor Xie's actions these days, but from an economic perspective, Professor Xie's choice to do so was undoubtedly uneconomical.

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Feng Yiping still wakes up automatically at six o'clock in the morning, but today he feels a little dizzy, as if he had a dream all night last night.

He suddenly felt a little cold, and when he saw it, he thought, this quilt needs to be washed.

Feng Yiping, Feng Yiping, you are asking for this.

Downstairs, Mayer, who also had a dream all night, looked at the crumpled sheets angrily. How about throwing it into the trash can?

While eating breakfast, both of them felt a little embarrassed to look at each other.

"I won't take you to the airport," Feng Yiping said. "You tell them that I will return to Silicon Valley before the 20th."

"Okay," Mayer replied businesslikely.

"Besides," Feng Yiping added, "you don't have to work so hard."

Perhaps because he thought it was a bit ambiguous to say this now, he immediately added, "You were still young in 1999."

Mayer, who just felt a little bit heartbroken, almost broke her teeth when she heard this, "Are you saying I'm old?"

ps: Combining two chapters into one chapter is considered an extra update!