Chapter 1598 Flirting

Feng Yiping was wearing a bathrobe, wiping his hair with a towel comfortably, and walked out of the bathroom humming a tune. When he saw the figure in the floor-to-ceiling window, he couldn't help but whistle, "The young man is quite handsome."

In the living room that was supposed to be empty, there was a sudden "clang," and "pop," sound. He looked back and immediately jumped back, holding his bathrobe as if he was frightened, "Why are you here? What are you doing here?" How did you get in?"

"Quick, paper," Jin Ling must have sprayed tea all over himself. The small silver suit was covered with large yellow water stains, and Fang Yingzhi was wiping it with a napkin in a hurry.

Fang Yingzhi sat sideways, her hand holding the tissue box trembling violently, like a canoe in the stormy sea. She used the tissue to absorb the water stains on Jin Ling's clothes, and then pulled her hand back to cover her stomach.

Wu Qian stood next to the tea cabinet, also with her back to this side. The lid of the glass teapot was lying on the ground, but she didn't have time to pick it up.

Feng Yiping couldn't see the expression on her face, but only saw her shoulders hunched violently.

He shook his head and immediately ran back to the bedroom with his face covered. He was really not embarrassed, but he was worried that if he didn't leave, at least two of the three people in the living room would get into trouble.

Sure enough, as soon as the bedroom door closed, he heard uncontrollable laughter coming from the living room...

Tsk, the image is really ruined!

so awkward!

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Ten minutes later, Feng Yiping, dressed neatly, appeared in the living room again. The three people were still there, sitting there as if discussing some serious work issues, as if what happened just now had never happened.

Feng Yiping glanced at the silver suit lying aside and coughed, "Hello,"

"Oh, hello," the three of them greeted Feng Yiping exaggeratedly, as if they had just seen him. "Have you had a smooth trip?" "Did you find any problems?"

The acting is really fake.

"You know, our biggest problem is not too much pressure, but how to deal with the pressure. Then, everyone may have their own unique way of dealing with stress. I think if you are lucky enough to meet other people, The way to relieve stress, at least, we should maintain...,"

Amid the sudden burst of unbridled laughter, he gritted his teeth and said the last two words, "Respect."

"Don't worry, we respect each other very much. I often say in the mirror, 'Girl, you are so beautiful,'" Jin Ling said, unable to help but laugh again.

Feng Yiping looked at the three women hugging each other on the sofa and felt helpless. Can you still give me some privacy?

"Wu Qian," he called out without any gentleness at all.

"Mr. Feng," Wu Qian sensed his displeasure and stood up immediately. She didn't call his name this time, but she covered her mouth!

"Tell Owen, yes, and yourself, that this month's bonus is gone. The reason is that you didn't protect my privacy."

Wu Qian couldn't laugh at this time.

Jin Ling stood up immediately, "It doesn't matter, your handsome boss deducted it for you, I will give you a replacement."

"Okay," Fang Yingzhi spoke for the first time today, "Although Wu Qian is here for that..." She glanced at Feng Yiping and held back her laughter, "Actually, the assessment is still ours,"

This is also because in Huaqiang, except for those listed companies, there is currently no real board of directors team at the group level. The people around him are actually managed by the president's office.

Feng Yiping also felt a little helpless, "Tell me, why are you here?"

"We are holding a dinner in the restaurant to celebrate Thanksgiving. We have invited all our foreign colleagues working in the south and their relatives. Come now, I specially invite you to attend,"

"Can't you just call or inform Wu Qian?"

"No, we need to save office costs. It's only a few steps away and it's very convenient to come up here. Okay, we have to go. It's too late to go back. Wu Qian, Yingzhi, did you leave your coats here?"

Jin Ling was wearing a red silk shirt right now.

"I seem to have one that matches me," Wu Qian said.

"Can this be washed off?" Fang Yingzhi asked looking at the small suit.

"Just wash it off," Jin Ling said. "Don't you think it's worth it no matter what?"

"That's right," Wu Qian answered first. Was this her dissatisfaction with my decision to deduct her bonus? Feng Yiping thought.

When they walked to the door, Jin Ling gave the two men a tug, and the three of them turned their heads together and said loudly, "The young man is quite handsome!"

The richest man Feng was teased again.

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Since we were celebrating Thanksgiving, this dinner was not in the form of a buffet, but like at home, everyone sat together around a round table.

On the table is pure American Thanksgiving food. In the middle is a bulging, golden-roasted turkey. There are candles in the blue melon next to it, honey-glazed ham, oysters, mince pies, cornbread, Macaroni, mashed potatoes, sweet potatoes... there is a dazzling array of dishes, which is really richer than Feng Yiping's own.

Drucker and Professor Jiang were both at Feng Yiping's table. The others were experts from glass and several other research institutes. "Sorry, everyone, I can't let you enjoy the Thanksgiving holiday,"

These foreign employees working in China, as members of various domestic teams, naturally can only enjoy our country's statutory holidays.

"We have enjoyed many Chinese-style holidays," the experts don't care about this. Apart from other things, the two golden weeks of May Day and National Day make them very satisfied.

"Drucker, you?" Old Drucker was not accompanied by his family.

In order to attract more high-level American talents to work in China, their immediate family members come to China during such holidays, and the company will reimburse the round-trip air tickets.

Drucker shrugged helplessly, "You know, they can't resist the charm of Black Friday,"

His words resonated with many foreigners, "Yes, I miss the days of queuing on Thanksgiving night,"

The day after Thanksgiving, which starts on Friday and lasts for a month until Christmas, is a bit similar to the New Year's shopping season in our country before the New Year. In order to promote sales, all businesses use all kinds of tricks.

The discount on the second day of Thanksgiving is the largest, but because some special discounts are limited in quantity, many American people line up outside the mall on Thanksgiving night - this is the origin of Black Friday.

Because they can experience the hardship of queuing only once a year, that is, on this day, they actually enjoy this rare experience.

"Don't worry, China will satisfy your wish very well." In China, it's not easy to queue up, isn't it?

"Haha," Drucker smiled and clinked glasses with him, "Thank you for the company's careful preparation, everything is very authentic, including this cider,"

In the end, the problem was the cider.

These foreigners, who didn't learn anything else in China, first learned to toast, and because most of them rarely had the opportunity to contact Feng Yiping, many of them had the first opportunity to get close to Feng Yiping.

As soon as Feng Yiping finished his toast at the table, these foreign employees came over one by one, with their children and daughters, and the whole family came to the battle, just to leave a deep impression in the mind of this young rich boss.

All the way from the capital, the inspections along the way were quite satisfactory. Feng Yiping was in a good mood at this time. In addition, the apple wine tonight was lower in alcohol content than beer, and it was a little sweet. Unconsciously, he drank a lot.

"Drucker, Professor Jiang, Bruce," Jin Ling brought several people from the headquarters to Feng Yiping's table, "Happy Thanksgiving!"

"Thank you," Drucker and others stood up and toasted with Jin Ling.

"Boss Jin, look at Yiping," Fang Yingzhi whispered in Jin Ling's ear.

Jin Ling then realized that Feng Yiping was still sitting in his seat, smiling at the scene in front of him, but Drucker and others could not tell the difference, but Jin Ling could see at a glance that his smile looked a little silly.

"This guy," why was he in such a good mood?

Looking at the tables behind them waiting for them to go over, "Owen," she called.

"I'll take him upstairs," Fang Yingzhi volunteered.

"Okay, make him a cup of honey water," Jin Ling instructed.

Feng Yiping rarely gets drunk. His drunkenness is the so-called literary drunkenness, not drunken madness. When Fang Yingzhi helped him up, he still said hello to Drucker and the others, and was still somewhat sober.

Fang Yingzhi helped Feng Yiping leave the table, and Owen appeared out of nowhere, ready to take the boss over. Fang Yingzhi waved at him, signaling him to press the elevator.

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