Chapter 2080: Women's Rights Pioneer

Although there are other houses in Silicon Valley, the one that feels most like home is naturally the one I bought as soon as I arrived in the United States.

Because of Leticia's conscientiousness and Huang Jingping's good habit of keeping the house tidy, the house is as clean as a hotel room. But as soon as the car parked in the yard, she came over to sell cute candies, and the living room was filled with her daughter's toys. box, half-read books by Huang Jingping beside the sofa... Feng Yiping felt inexplicably comfortable as soon as he walked in.

He had just finished taking a shower and was drying his hair when he heard the sound of a car downstairs. He quickly threw away the hair dryer and ran downstairs.

In the hall, I happened to bump into Amanda who was yelling, "Where's daddy? Dad?"

"I'm here," Feng Yiping laughed and picked up Amanda, "Do you miss me?"

"I've thought about it, I've thought about it a lot," Amanda hugged Feng Yiping's neck tightly and bounced her legs happily.

"Dad, you went back this time, one, two..." She counted on her fingers seriously, and then she couldn't count clearly. "You went back for many, many days. I miss you very much, and my brother misses you too. Oh, and mom, by the way,”

It seemed that she and Vincent had met before.

Knowing this, Feng Yiping was somewhat relieved.

"Dad, you smell so good,"

"Well, you stink. Did you go crazy in the playground again today?"

"No!" Amanda said decisively immediately.

"Nothing," Huang Jingping's voice came over.

"Hey, mom is back," Huang Jingping, dressed in professional attire, walked in holding a large paper bag.

"Madam," Leticia quickly followed.

"Thank you Leticia, these are the raw materials prepared by the restaurant. Oh, by the way, I will cook tonight,"

"Come here," Feng Yiping waved to her.

"Come here quickly," Amanda followed suit.

"What are you doing here? You already have a father." Huang Jingping smiled and held Feng Yiping's hand. "You came back very early and took a shower."

"It's always right to make preparations in advance," Feng Yiping gave her a knowing look.

Huang Jingping gently punched him in the back, "Well Amanda, it's time for you to take a shower."

"No, I want to play with daddy," her daughter hugged Feng Yiping and refused to let go.

"Be obedient and take a shower first. After you take a shower, you'll have time to play with daddy."

"Amanda, let's go take a shower, okay?" Leticia said.

"No, I won't. When I come out later, my parents are gone."

This little guy is so childlike!

Huang Jingping blushed and glared at Feng Yiping, "It's all your fault, look at the good things you did!"

Feng Yiping was a little helpless. Yes, he always put away his children as soon as he got home in the past, but I never saw you really objecting once!

So, women!

"No, you go take a shower now. Mom and dad are going to cook now. They are not going anywhere," Huang Jingping squatted down and assured her daughter.

"Yes," Feng Yiping also looked into his daughter's eyes and said.

"Okay, Leticia, let's hurry up,"

"She will definitely not be able to get up quickly, and she has to play with water in the bathtub. So, should we use this time more rationally?" As soon as his daughter left, Feng Yiping immediately looked eager to try.

"No, I don't want my daughter to say that I don't keep my word," Huang Jingping smiled and stepped away from him, "I'm going to change clothes, so don't follow me."

"Huh? I'll call you Amanda now,"

Feng Yiping at the bottom of the stairs stopped and said, "I actually want to go up and blow dry my hair."

"You've already done it, do you still need to blow it?" Huang Jingping said as if I don't know you yet, "Don't come up!"

"Well, then," Feng Yiping said as if a child couldn't get his beloved toy, "Oh, I really miss the world between the two of us before!"

"Be careful not to let your daughter hear you," Huang Jingping smiled and ran into the bedroom with a gust of wind.

Feng Yiping let out a small breath. He was always trying to advance before retreating. He really needed to slow down now - his daughter had unintentionally done a favor today.

After a while, Huang Jingping changed into a blue floral skirt and walked down. "I am very fast at changing and putting on clothes. Don't worry, I'm right here, I can't run away," Feng Yiping said with a smile.

"You are so beautiful." Huang Jingping rolled her eyes at her, handed him a rubber band, and pulled up her hair, "Tie it up for me."

"Well, I miss you!" Feng Yiping took a deep breath on her neck.

"I don't know if it's true or not," Huang Jingping knocked off his weird hand, "You can go up now, I'll cook first."

"Of course we do it together, huh? Wait,"

"What's wrong?"

"Let me take a look." Feng Yiping pulled her to sit on the sofa and held up one of her feet. "Does the shoe not fit?"

This shouldn't happen.

Although Huang Jingping's current shoes are not all customized, there will definitely be no problem with the size.

"You said this," Huang Jingping looked at the red marks on her feet, "I walked around the restaurant a few times today,"

Man Tingfang is not young, and it is not easy to walk around in high heels.

Besides, she said the number of circles was probably eight or nine. No wonder the marks were so obvious.

"Kai Man Tingfang, I'm not asking you to risk your life," Feng Yiping rubbed her feet lovingly.

"Is this considered life-threatening? How can we be so delicate?"

Huang Jingping looked at this scene with a familiar look.

That year, when I went to Tsinghua University with him for the first time, it was the same. He squatted down on a bench by the roadside and massaged his feet in front of so many people.

After so many years, some things have changed, but they seem to have not changed.

"I don't know who stipulated this etiquette. You must wear high heels when you are working."

"Sir, not all companies are suitable for the Silicon Valley companies," Huang Jingping said, "We are in the service industry, so we naturally have to leave a good impression on customers."

"I think this is not impossible to change," Feng Yiping thought. It's okay in the United States. There are probably many female employees in domestic companies, from hotels to convenience stores to offices everywhere, who wear high heels to work all day.

"What do you think? Should we issue a notice so that female employees don't have to wear high heels when they are at work?"

"No, this doesn't solve the problem," he said immediately.

"You know, many female employees wear high heels spontaneously. Many girls secretly wear their mothers' or sisters' high heels when they are very young. When they have the conditions, what they want to buy most is definitely high heels, not bags."

"Why do I feel that you all have the gene of masochism in your bones?"

"You are really a straight man. Is this masochism? Is this love of beauty? Love of beauty is our nature."

This is indeed a major reason why most women know that wearing high heels all day is uncomfortable, but they still wear them consciously and voluntarily, and the heels are getting higher and higher.

High heels are a bit like a man's beard, which is a sign of a woman's maturity.

The first benefit of wearing it is that it looks taller.

Then, high heels will reduce their stride, because the center of gravity moves backward, the legs are straightened accordingly, and the buttocks are retracted and the chest is lifted, which makes the overall more graceful and elegant....

That is, more beautiful.

"Okay, I haven't washed my feet yet. Are you trying to find an excuse for not cooking?" Huang Jingping enjoyed Feng Yiping's kneading, but she felt a little embarrassed.

"I can wash my hands," Feng Yiping carefully helped her knead her feet, "I think this way, let them design a few white shoes, and call on all our female employees to wear high heels one day and white shoes the next day,"

"You see, this way, the burden on female employees is reduced..."

"It also promotes white shoes, but do suits and white shoes match?" Huang Jingping said.

"I believe our design department will design white shoes that are both beautiful and comfortable, and will match suits and suit skirts very well,"

Feng Yiping thinks this is not a problem at all. After all, in the future, suits and sports shoes will look pretty good together.

"A suit with a pair of white shoes breaks the dullness and seriousness of professional attire, making everyone feel more relaxed,"

"Or simply let them redesign the suit. Anyway, both sides have hired a lot of designers, just to test their level,"

"How many girls do you want to make you like you," said Huang Jingping.

"No matter how many rivers there are, I only take a scoop of water. You are enough," Feng Yiping hugged Amanda, who took a rare quick bath.

"Dad, what do you mean by this?"

"Dad is showing you what a high-level sentence is," Huang Jingping said, "There is one in the front, and there are multiple 'you', okay,"

I am telling the truth, Feng Yiping thought.

"Come on, Mom will take you to see what delicious food there is tonight,"

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"Look, at the end, add a little salt, hey, it can be served!" This was the next night, Feng Yiping was at Ma Ling's side.

Vincent carried the dish of carrot shreds that his father had cooked and walked carefully towards the restaurant, "Mom, the dishes are ready,"

"My son is so good,"

"I feel that he is more obedient in front of you," Ma Ling seemed a little jealous.

"That's because you are a strict mother and I am a kind father," Feng Yiping kissed her on the head, "Okay, let's start eating,"

There were six dishes and one soup on the table, which were also prepared by Mantingfang, but all of them were the results of Feng Yiping.

"I like it," Vincent tried the carrots and tender tofu impatiently.

"Eat slowly," Feng Yiping touched his son's head, "Remember in the future, love a girl, start by making delicious food for her,"

"Puff," Ma Ling laughed, "Are you saying it the other way around?"

"So, if he can do this, he will definitely be more popular," Feng Yiping said.

"Can you set an example for him?"

"Look, isn't it being cooked? Try it and see which dish you like. I'll make it next time."

"They're all good," Ma Ling asked. "How long do you plan to stay here this time?"

"Listen to reports from various companies and meet some people. I'll have to go back to China at the latest in the second half of the month. At most, half a month."

"Dad, we're going to have a holiday soon," Vincent said immediately.

"Well, then you can come to see me with mom,"

"Oh," the little guy looked a little disappointed.

"Okay, Dad is just kidding. Then you can come back with your sister and come back with me, okay?"

"Yeah, that's great!"

Ma Ling glanced at Feng Yiping.

"No problem," Feng Yiping said.

It's just that in China, he certainly can't take them out often. His popularity in China is much higher than in the United States. It can be said that there are few people in China who don't know him.

"Including the next, I will stay in China most of the time this year,"

"A lot of work?"

"There is a lot of work, but more importantly, I think this year should be a very important year for China's Internet industry, I can't miss it," Feng Yiping said.

"Will there be video websites like ours in China?" Ma Ling asked immediately.

"There should be," Feng Yiping said.

He didn't know when the domestic video websites would go online, but he believed that at the speed of the domestic speed, there should be many teams preparing to copy YouTube.

"What about us?"

"I have made a lot of arrangements," Feng Yiping said, "We are also negotiating the relevant matters of YouTube entering China,"

There are indeed too many aspects that need to be coordinated for video websites to enter China, and the competent authorities are very cautious.

Of course, Feng Yiping is not worried about this. Based on his previous arrangements, he has acquired so many online copyrights of film and television dramas at low prices. The more domestic video websites there are, the higher his income will be.

In addition, I think there will be video teams willing to accept his investment.

So, in this regard, there are problems, but there are solutions.

"Dad, I'm done eating. Let's go set up the tent," Vincent begged Feng Yiping, holding his hand.

They had already agreed to sleep in the tent on the balcony tonight.

"Okay," not only Feng Yiping had finished eating, but Ma Ling had also finished eating.

The son was eager to experience the fun of camping, and his parents were also eager to experience other fun.

This would be a very fun night.