Chapter 1344 Melancholy Returns to Sadness

"Boss Jin," Fang Yingzhi picked up a tissue and wiped it off for her.

"It's okay," Jin Ling waved his hands nonchalantly, "Come on, let's have a drink."

Her attitude greatly encouraged everyone. In fact, in the minds of many executives of the company, Jin Ling was more difficult to get close to than Feng Yiping.

Feng Yiping always seems to be smiling, and President Jin is always cold.

What's more, most of the people here heard only encouragement and thanks from Feng Yiping, but from Jin Ling, they not only heard a lot of criticism, but also received a lot of punishment.

It's not that there were no dinner parties before, but even at the dinner party, Jin Ling was always very cold. It's not that there were no people who had the courage to toast to her, but there were definitely a few.

From the looks of it today, Mr. Jin was so moved by Mr. Feng's words that her attitude changed drastically. This is a rare opportunity.

Immediately, someone tentatively walked over, "Mr. Jin, I would like to toast you. This year, I promise to complete the company's various plans so that you don't have to worry about it."

Jin Ling didn't say anything, and immediately had a drink with him. Now, the people who were watching got excited and lined up to toast one by one. I drank the wine, but it doesn't mean that I will relax your requirements, "

"Okay, okay," Feng Yiping persuaded from the side.

Jin Ling waved his hand, "Don't spoil the fun, it's all a happy thing. By the way, do you want to toast Mr. Feng? Come to me too. Hehe, everyone knows that our richest man, Feng, doesn't hold much alcohol."

Feng Yiping was very helpless, what was wrong with what he said just now?

He winked at Wu Qian, Wu Qian touched Fang Yingzhi, and she went to stop those who were toasting, Fang Yingzhi would help Jin Ling to the outside, "Boss Jin, there is something I need you to deal with."

Jin Ling, who hadn't drunk much, but looked very drunk, squinted her eyes and asked, "What's the matter?"

Sure enough, she knew Jin Ling well, and knew that no matter what time of day, work could cheer her up.

"President Gao made an international long-distance call from Bangkok," she said clearly.

At this time, Li Lin, the group's financial director, also saw that something was wrong, and came over to support Jin Ling, "Mr. Jin, there is a payment arrangement, and I need to discuss it with you,"

"Okay, I'll go now," Jin Ling helped Fang Yingzhi's arm before standing up, and patted Feng Yiping on the shoulder, "Don't bully our President Feng,"

"It's okay, it's okay," Feng Yiping was very embarrassed. Could it be that these guys dare to overwhelm themselves?

Seeing Feng Yiping, whose footsteps were a bit flimsy, being helped out of the restaurant by them, Feng Yiping greeted with chopsticks, "President Jin has some work to do, come on, let's continue, let's drink wine and eat food,"

"Tonight I want to change the standard. Have you heard a joke? I appreciate comrades who can drink two taels and five taels; those who can drink half a catty and drink eight taels need to be cultivated; those who can drink eight taels drink one Jin, such a comrade can rest assured,"

"Mr. Jin has set an example again just now, and we will follow this standard tonight, okay?"

The strange atmosphere just now became lively again after being pulled by Feng Yiping.

Especially the heads of those business-related companies, or those who joined the company in the same batch, or caught up with each other, or formed a group to fight, it was very lively.

No one really came to toast Feng Yiping's wine. Everyone knows that his boss is really too strong to drink. Besides, he just drove the president away. Could it be possible to drink the boss away now?

About ten minutes later, Wu Qian walked in with a smile, first said a few words to the people at the table as if nothing had happened, and then whispered in Feng Yiping's ear, "Boss Jin is crying."

Feng Yiping was taken aback, what's going on, why did she lose her composure today?

Wu Qian glanced at her boss with a complicated expression, but luckily she knew herself.

Another ten minutes later, when the restaurant was full of excitement, Feng Yiping got up pretending to be casual, and as soon as he left the living room, he walked quickly to the guest room, and met Fang Yingzhi who was holding a cup of hot water on the way, "How is she?"

"It's better, calm down," Fang Yingzhi said, "It's just right, you can send it there."

"Okay, you go back,"

Fang Yingzhi looked at Feng Yiping's back as he hurried away, and stood there for a while, then finally shook her head and sighed.

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"Who is it?" Li Lin asked when she heard the knock on the door.

"it's me,"

"Yiping, please come in quickly, just right, I'm still waiting there," she let Feng Yiping in, and left without looking back.

"What's wrong with our President Jin? Come, have a glass of water," Jin Ling, who was lying on the bed in his clothes, heard his voice, turned his head, and turned his back to him.

"I heard that all the golden beans are dropped?" Feng Yiping sat down beside the bed, "It's a pity that they didn't collect them."

Jin Ling still didn't respond.

"Oh, I, a former best-selling author, is still young. Just a few words can move one of the best women in China to tears. To be honest, sometimes I admire myself. Why are you like that? Talented?"

Jin Ling lying on the bed still didn't respond.

Now, Feng Yiping really has nothing to do.

He stretched out his hand to pat Jin Ling's shoulder, but when he stretched halfway, he realized that Jin Ling's body seemed to be frozen there, so he retracted his hand again.

"Look, if I said something wrong just now, I apologize,"

"Where did you say something wrong?" Jin Ling finally had a reaction, sitting up all of a sudden, his eyes sparkling, "Who are you, how can you be wrong?"

"I'm also a mortal, how could I be right? If I said something wrong or did something wrong just now, I apologize,"

"How can you be wrong?" Jin Ling curled up and lay down again, "Your words are so good and polite!"

Feng Yiping still didn't quite understand why he was so sad and lost his temper, but he knew very well how to deal with it in such a situation, "I was wrong," he said with his head down, with a very good attitude.

"When I was in school, I liked Shu Ting. I still remember her two poems in "Goddess Peak", 'Rather than exhibiting on a cliff for thousands of years, it is better to cry on the shoulder of your lover all night,'"

Jin Ling rubbed his eyes, "You don't know, you're being polite, sometimes it's very hurtful?"

"Yes, I was wrong," Feng Yiping said with a very good attitude, still lowering his head.

It's really difficult for him to accept this.

"Don't you know that sometimes, we don't really want much," she covered her eyes with her hands, "I don't want any thanks, I don't want any credit, those don't really matter, sometimes, as long as a hug, it's better than a hug." Anything can satisfy me,"

"All I want is a hug,"

"I know, so I was wrong," Feng Yiping said this time not so fluently, his voice was a little dry, "Come, drink some hot water," he touched Jin Ling's hand.

Jin Ling sat up suddenly and hugged him tightly.

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In the Yan'an East Road Tunnel, Huang Jingping held a doll in Tang costume and asked Amanda, "Really like this?"

"Well," said Amanda, who was holding a Barbie doll, "I will,"

She has no preference for any kind of doll, she is interested in all beautiful dolls, whether it is Barbie dolls or others.

"However, we bought too much. Next time we come out, let's just take a look, okay?"

"Okay," Amanda said, holding a doll in one hand.

"Wen Hui, you will take this home later," Huang Jingping took out a bag containing silk, "Send it back to your aunt,"

"Thank you, but I don't want it," Wen Hui still couldn't accept that his father still married a second wife.

"Just don't get angry with your dad, can you? Look at the things he entrusted us to bring you during the New Year. What happened to you, he didn't think of it?"

"You are not young anymore, you should know how to think about him. Of course, I don't want you to like your aunt. Anyway, you will not spend much time at home in the future. At least you have to live well on the surface so that your father can live comfortably. Some, can't you?"

"Well," Wen Hui replied sullenly, still in a noncommittal manner.

Huang Jingping sighed, she could only talk about this matter, "Think about it carefully,"

"By the way, do you want to go up and sit down?"

"No, I'll wait for President Jin to come down," Wen Hui said.

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Huang Jingping took her daughter and went directly to the bedroom. Hearing the noise from the dining room, it seemed that they hadn't finished yet. "Let's go take a shower first, shall we?"

She picked up her daughter, glanced casually, and then stood there in a daze.

The door of the guest room was open, Feng Yiping was sitting on the edge of the bed, and Jin Ling who was sitting on the bed hugged him tightly, "I am not young anymore," Jin Ling said.

Huang Jingping quickly covered her daughter's mouth, and quietly retreated.