Chapter 1323 Trouble

It seems that the more you look forward to something, the more susceptible you are to setbacks. Feng Yiping was humming a ditty and thinking about a professional issue outside his own major. What kind of doctor should he pretend to be? Is it better to be old-fashioned and handsome, or is it cute and genius?

Interesting, interesting only when there is emotion, that is, the more specific the situation, the higher the interest.

If there were classic scenes from movies and TV shows that he could imitate, that would actually be the best, but for a while, he really couldn't think of them.

As for patients, patients usually have to be obedient in front of nurses, so he never thought about that status at all.

What kind of "nurse" will Ma Ling be tonight? Just as he was thinking about testing the water temperature, he heard the cell phone on the bed ring again, Buchanan's.

"Are you ready?" Feng Yiping asked.

"Hello Feng," Buchanan's voice and tone were still the same as when he worked in the company, "Ready, thank you for the document,"

Feng Yiping knew he was going to say this, "Isn't this what it should be?"

This is indeed what it should be. Buchanan joined NEXTDOOR in its early stages and served as CEO. With a position like his, it is impossible not to have options in the company.

But options are sometimes very useful, and sometimes they are just a benefit that will quench your thirst.

Especially when the company fails to be acquired or goes public and you want to leave, the general rule is that such employees are not allowed to continue to hold options.

Moreover, options are too expensive. The company usually provides you with the number of shares, and the number of shares changes frequently, so the important thing about this thing is not the number of shares, but the corresponding share ratio.

In view of his future relationship with Buchanan, Feng Yiping simply canceled the options promised when he hired him and replaced them with restricted shares. As for the share given to him, it was also the professional opinion of Fremont, an old fox law firm. , very reasonable and fully respecting the interests of both parties.

Now it is indeed a result that both parties are happy with.

"But I don't guarantee that NEXTDOOR will be listed in the future," Feng Yiping said with a smile.

"As long as it's the shares of the company under your name, it doesn't matter whether it's listed or not," Buchanan seemed to be in a good mood, "Feng, I'm calling you now because I have a suggestion."

"You said," Feng Yiping felt that, at least for now, Buchanan's relationship with him was still the same as before.

"The campaign over there is now at a critical time. I think his competitors will definitely pay special attention to his movements. At this time, it may be inappropriate for a group of us to visit with great fanfare,"

Feng Yiping thought about it, it was really like this.

The reason why he wanted to send Buchanan there in person this time was to show his support for Buchanan in front of O'Hei. Of course, he also wanted to show his firm support for O'Hei.

But in a period like this, such a move may indeed cause trouble.

As we all know, various methods are used in various elections in the United States. Just look at Wanwan, which follows the example of the United States.

It's just that Lao Mei has been playing for hundreds of years and has a relatively high level. The performance is not as straightforward as Wanwan, but the inside is actually the same.

"You're right." This guy considered the issue comprehensively. "I really can't bear to let you go."

"No, I'm just more familiar with these routines in these elections,"

"Then, we will explain to the public that we are going to NAVTEQ, and we will also visit Sears on the way. We happen to have business to discuss with them, so I won't send you to his office. We will find a safe place to meet in the evening."

Now that you've identified the problem, it's easy to solve it.

The solution used to be Buchanan's responsibility, but now he is not easy to say these words.

Does he hope that Feng Yiping will send him to his appointment in person? As far as the relationship between Feng Yiping and Xiao Aohei is concerned, that is for sure.

But he was much more knowledgeable than Hastings. He knew that there were things that Feng Yiping could do, but he couldn't take the initiative to make such requests.

"Thank you Feng," Buchanan thanked him again, "How about I take civil aviation?"

"Haha, it's not necessary at all. On the contrary, it's deliberate, and it will make people think more."

Anyway, Feng Yiping's own optimism and support for O'Hei, including many bigwigs in the Chicago business community, are known, and Buchanan's background cannot be concealed.

"See you tomorrow morning then,"

So, Randolph, who had just left, received another call from Feng Yiping.

Although this kind of arrangement is troublesome, Feng Yiping thinks it is worth it.

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At 10:30 in the evening, Feng Yiping finally saw Ma Ling dressed as a nurse. Suddenly, this unprofessional guy forgot all about the settings that he had spent some brain cells to come up with.

After a long time, both of them lay on the bed, breathing heavily.

After a while, Ma Ling sat up. The first thing he did was to take off the special nurse uniform he was wearing. Speaking of which, the clothes were already wrinkled.

"I'm going to wash first,"

"Okay," Feng Yiping nodded.

"Do you want me to carry you?" Ma Ling looked at Feng Yiping lying on the bed and suddenly said with a smile.

Dare you tease me? When I am seven wolves, oh no, the title of Seventh Lang does not exist!

Feng Yiping stood up, and Ma Lingjiao laughed, ran into the bathroom, clicked, and locked the bathroom.

Hehe, she is scared!

Feng Yiping couldn't help but feel a little satisfied. This body in his early twenties was really good, and it really felt like a perpetual motion machine.

He patted his tightened abdominal muscles twice narcissistically. It was great to be young!

"Hurry up!" He shouted to the bathroom with some complacency.

But this time Ma Ling's shower time was really long. Feng Yiping and others were almost asleep, but she hadn't come out yet. He looked at the watch. Twenty minutes had passed. Why hadn't she finished yet?

"Did you fall asleep in there?"

Then he heard a "tapping" sound in the bathroom and sat up all of a sudden. What was going on?

With a "creak", the door opened, and Feng Yiping's eyes straightened up again. Oh boy!

A leg wearing black stockings and high heels stepped out first, and then up, it was a black short skirt that was not longer than the knee, and a short-sleeved police uniform, and a signature wide-brimmed hat. Because she was wearing a pair of cool sunglasses, her red lips looked even more beautiful...

Such clothes modified on the basis of the summer uniforms of American female police officers, plus her careful makeup, the temptation is simply amazing!

Feng Yiping looked at it stupidly, and felt the pressure for the first time. What if this wave has not subsided yet, and another wave comes to attack? I am young, but I am not made of iron. There are so many things to do tomorrow!

However, at such a critical moment, how could I fail? Besides, instinct has already made a choice.

Ma Ling, who deliberately kept a straight face, suddenly laughed. Feng Yiping could feel her coquettishness through the sunglasses, "Is it that serious?"

Feng Yiping wiped the corner of his mouth with his hand very embarrassedly, "Officer, it is that serious!"

Seeing him like this, Ma Ling couldn't help laughing again, then coughed, and finally put her face straight again, "Please show your ID,"

"Report to the officer, because I am not wearing clothes, I don't have an ID," Feng Yiping cooperated very well.

"Without an ID, what is it, a murder weapon?" After saying this, she couldn't help laughing again, and her waist was bent with laughter.

Feng Yiping looked at the "murder weapon" that was ready to move, and burst into laughter. As expected of a talented woman in Hollywood, this line is indeed a classic.

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After a long time, Feng Yiping lay on the bed again, panting heavily. This time it was real. He finally felt that his body was hollowed out. "Did we set a new record tonight?"

Ma Ling only had a tie left on her body. "I don't know," she turned around and hugged Feng Yiping, her body soft as cotton.

"When will you come again after you go back this time?" she asked.

Feng Yiping then knew why she was so worried tonight.

"Even if I stay in China in the future, I will come here at least once a month, but this year, I should stay here for a long time. You know, Google's listing is a big deal,"

"This time, I estimate, at least a month,"

Tomorrow he will go to Chicago, and the day after tomorrow Ma Ling will lead the team to Florida to arrange the filming of related videos for the Super Bowl.

Of course, they can't film the game, just some behind-the-scenes.

In other words, after today, they will have to wait at least a month before they can meet.

Feng Yiping patted her on the back and said, "You have to take care of the child alone again."