Chapter 2935 Goodwill that Must Be Rejected

"Wu," Buchanan said goodbye to Wu Qian very warmly, "Do you like Washington? What a great place it is!"

Wu Qian listened to him talking to himself and glanced at him. Buchanan saw the hand he was still holding and smiled sheepishly, "Oh, sorry! I mean, if you have time, I'd be more than happy to take him." You go around Washington,"

It doesn’t matter if you grab my hand and wipe it with oil, you still want to ask me out?

Wu Qianxin said that Washington was indeed not a good place. Buchanan was originally quite steady and decent, but in just such a short time, he was already full of tricks.

Or maybe, Buchanan, you were originally a greasy middle-aged man, but you just hid it better?

Buchanan was saying goodbye to Irving at this time, "Man, do you like watching the Redskins game? If you do, just come to me and I can get the tickets for the best seats,"

Irving was very cooperative and hugged Buchanan warmly goodbye, but when it came to the team, it was difficult to cooperate. "I prefer to watch the 49ers game,"

This still takes Buchanan's face into account, otherwise, he would directly say that he wants to see the 49ers beat the Washington Redskins.

Because in terms of value ranking, the Washington Redskins are always at least one step ahead of the San Francisco 49ers. He, a die-hard fan of the 49ers, has always had a huge opinion of the Redskins. Why go to watch its games? I won’t go even if it’s a free ticket.

But, you guy from Denver, shouldn't you be rooting for the Broncos? Why did you become obsessed with the Redskins?

I look down on fake fans like you who have no faith.

Buchanan, who was immersed in fantasy about the future, also failed to feel Irving's dissatisfaction. "The tickets for this year's Super Bowl 49ers game are all on me,"

"Goodbye, buddy!" He actually kissed Owen on the face, a firm kiss.

Irving suddenly froze, Wu Qian was dumbfounded, but Buchanan himself was still in good condition. Before getting in the car, he waved to them in the rain and was particularly coquettish.

Feng Yiping looked at the two of them who were a little messy, "Don't mind, he's just a little excited,"

Owen felt a little relieved after hearing this and was about to wash his face. I am a straight man.

Wu Qian was even more puzzled to make a person who had just become a member of the U.S. cabinet so excited. Boss, what kind of ecstasy did you pour into him?

Feng Yiping really didn't have time to explain to her, because his phone rang again. He looked at it and picked it up, "Hi Ivan (it should be fine if you use your nickname),"

"Boss," the other side shouted cheerfully, "your interview today was great!"

"Thank you, are there any problems at work?" Feng Yiping quickly changed the topic to work.

He is not a good man in the standard sense, but in some aspects, he is better than a good man in the standard sense.

Because Huang Jingping told him that their unanimous opinion was that he was not allowed to go to shows such as fashion festivals, so he kept a distance from this executive of his FMCG brand management team.

Ivan is responsible for this aspect of work, and she was also a supermodel.

"I'm in Washington, too," the other side said. "I'm in the office, but you're not here."

"Boss, can I come visit you, or invite you to dinner tonight? I know several restaurants that you will definitely like,"

Feng Yiping looked at his watch. It was impossible to have dinner together. In two hours, Ma Ling would come over after finishing his work.

However, it seems that it is not impossible to meet him. After all, he is also his own executive.

It's just that she doesn't seem to be looking for him for work reasons, so what could it be for?

Is it possible that something went wrong with the business of her real estate developer father, who has been shouting all over the world, "I am very rich, really, I am so rich"?

For example, going bankrupt again?

To be honest, her hotels that don't involve casinos are actually pretty good.

Also, shall we meet here, in the office, or somewhere else?

Three blocks away, Ma Ling looked at the familiar surroundings, thinking of Feng Yiping waiting at home, feeling particularly beautiful, "Sorry, can you drive a little faster?"

Seeing that the familiar house finally appeared in sight, he couldn't wait to get his bag. As soon as the car stopped in front of the door, she rushed over in the rain, "Owen, please help me pick up my luggage." She was a little surprised. Owen said.

She didn't even take off her clothes that were soaked in the rain. She smiled and opened her arms to Feng Yiping, who was still on the phone, "Surprise!"

"Hi," Feng Yiping hugged the kid who crashed into his arms, "Sorry, I don't have time now,"

I heard Ma Ling's cry over there, and I was a little annoyed. Who is this? He had promised to see me.

She tried to ask, "So, what about tonight?"

Feng Yiping looked at Ma Ling, who was holding him and shaking intoxicatedly, and thought to himself, she shouldn't be able to hear it.

"Sorry, I guess we can only talk about that after the hearing,"

Ma Ling happened to raise her head at this time and saw him tilting his head as far back as possible. Knowing that he had disturbed his call, he stuck out his tongue in embarrassment. I was so happy and so looking forward to it!

Seeing him hang up the phone, I touched his face with some concern, "What's wrong with you? Why do you look so ugly?"

"It's nothing," Feng Yiping kissed her hand, "Why are you here now?"

"We have completed the preparations in advance, hehe," Ma Ling smiled. She hugged Feng Yiping and walked around on the first floor, thinking about the days they spent here, filled with joy, "This is our home! "

Feng Yiping who was here before belonged to her completely, but today, even Vincent is not here, so Feng Yiping really belongs to her alone.

"The clothes are all wet," Feng Yiping rubbed her head.

"Haha," Ma Ling let go of him, ran upstairs with a smile, and threw his windbreaker flying towards Feng Yiping on the stairs, "So, I want to take a bath,"

Feng Yiping took off her windbreaker and took a bath. Why are your eyes so seductive?

He threw his clothes casually on the sofa and ran to follow him, as if he had to relax before an important exam. This afternoon, he had a few hours to spare, originally just to relax.

"Gee, why are you following me?"

After the laughter disappeared from the stairs, Wu Qian emerged from the room and said to Owen, "I'll go back to the hotel first."

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Upstairs, Ma Ling looked at Feng Yiping who was leaning at the door, turning his body lightly and throwing pieces of clothes at him. For the first time, Feng Yiping realized that the action of unbuttoning his shirt could be so attractive.

Moreover, it felt like Ma Ling's actions were as if they had their own BGM. This guy, his throat grumbled, and when he heard his cell phone ringing, he glanced at it impatiently, and immediately sighed, you braised egg, this What time can we join in the fun?

"Hey Bezos, what do you do for me?"

"Feng," Bezos's shrill voice came over. He was used to Feng Yiping always getting angry when talking to him, so he didn't hear his dislike for a moment, "I'm going to Capitol Hill tomorrow. Get ready." Ok?"

"Of course!" Feng Yiping's tone became gentler.

"Listen man, I want to make a statement when I get off work. You shouldn't be in trouble for such a selfless move. They should review the lack of supervision and appease the victims instead of pointing the finger at you,"

This was really beyond Feng Yiping's expectation, "Thank you Bezos, but I really have to decline your kindness. We have made enough preparations. I don't want you to get into these troubles,"

"Really, really don't have to,"

Ma Ling stood there with her hands on her hips like a model. The phone call is over, and you still don’t look at me?

Because Feng Yiping was sighing at this moment. He really didn't expect that this guy Bezos could be so considerate.

But when he looked up and saw Ma Ling, he immediately threw those emotions away to Java. To his annoyance, his phone rang again. He looked at it and saw, yes, Steve Jobs.

If you called me personally at this time, wouldn't you have the same idea? He gestured to Ma Ling helplessly, "Hi Steve, oh, thank you, thank you very much, but no need, really."

When he hung up the phone, Ma Ling was standing at the door of the bathroom waving to him. Feng Yiping had only taken two steps when his phone rang again. He looked at Ballmer and thought, God, can you stop being so annoying?

"... Ballmer, thank you very much, yes, but you really don't have to do this... No, I have received a lot of calls from people who have the same idea as you, but if everyone does this, I'm worried that it will Arouse people's rebellious psychology,"

Things must turn upside down. The public supports him now, but if everyone in his luxury circle of friends stood up to support him at this time, the people who are suffering from subprime mortgages may change their minds.

"You think about it right, Feng, then, I wish you all the best tomorrow,"

Now, it’s time to stop!

But no, next, it was Joseph Hooley of State Street Corporation...

Please, I just want to relax, why is it so difficult?

Listening to the touching sound of water in the bathroom, Feng Yiping was really anxious and angry...