Rebirth of the 92 Business Tycoon

Chapter 701 The Cultivation of a Good Man

"Feng, the new image design of our website has been released. Mr. Buchanan is very satisfied with it, and now we need you to come to the final review," Feng Yiping, who was in the library, received a call from Mike.

Feng Yiping flipped through various books on management styles on the bookshelf, because the meeting a few days ago touched him a lot, and he felt it was necessary to learn some different management styles.

"You can decide these things, why do you want me to participate?" This is also the difference between him and Jobs, he is very good at delegating power.

"Because the designer of this renovation plan is Miss Mayer you invited, you won't forget it!" Mike seemed to lower his voice.

Yes, speaking of this, Feng Yiping seems to have deliberately forgotten that since Mayer has completed his entrustment, it is reasonable to have to see the final result and express his gratitude.

"Is Mayer here? Yes, I'll be right there."

Still in Mike's office, Marisa Mayer browsed the webpage leisurely with a cup of coffee, but ignored Feng Yiping's thankful and flattering smile, which made Feng Yiping feel a kind of warm-faced and cold-hearted. the feeling of the face.

"Feng, look quickly, these revisions are all suggested by Miss Mayer," Mike let him to his desk.

Although it was strongly recommended by Page and Brin, and she is indeed a beautiful woman, Feng Yiping still takes it very seriously. This is a major issue related to the image of the website, and there is no room for sloppiness.

Just looking at the interface of the website, he felt much more comfortable, and he asked a little puzzled, "Compared with the current solution, it seems that the change is not big?"

"The basic structure is very reasonable, so there is no change, but, do you feel that the website seems to have changed? You see," Mike excitedly gave a presentation to Feng Yiping.

This is really the case. How should I put it? The original website is like a female star who debuted. Although she is naturally beautiful, she has no conditions to hire a first-class stylist or wear a custom-made dress. Therefore, beauty is beauty. But it can't be memorable.

And the current website, it seems that the little girl has already made a name for herself, she spent a lot of money and hired a top designer to be responsible for the image design, and all the clothes are also tailor-made, so, although she didn't go to Korea, but All of a sudden, the whole person is glamorous, looking forward to radiance, and his spirits are flying high.

However, if you take a closer look, you will find that it is just a change of hairstyle, the shape of the eyebrows has also been adjusted, and the clothes are more suitable. The person is still the same person, and there are really not many changes.

"Although I can't professionally say which places are good, but overall, it looks much more beautiful than the original plan, thank you! Marisa."

Marissa Mayer seemed to notice Feng Yiping only now, "Oh, isn't this boss Feng who is busy with many things? When did you come? So you still remember me?"

It seems that that sentence is really an iron law, no matter how big or stalwart a woman's breasts are... ahem, you can't expect her to be grand or magnanimous at all.

Feng Yiping smiled and poured coffee for her, "Hehe, there are a lot of things these days. Several companies, schools, and families have neglected your side for a while, but this is also because I believe you can do my job well. I don’t need to worry about the entrustment, if other people are of average level, I will definitely make three phone calls a day to check, so, speaking of it, it is also because of your outstanding ability.”

"So it's because of me?" Marisa frowned again, and said with a half-smile.

"No, it's just sincere, pure praise for your ability, Mike, call the project team, find a restaurant, and thank Miss Marisa at the same time."

While the two of them were bickering, Mike had been burying himself in front of the computer, and then he looked up and said, "No, Feng, the project team has had dinner with Ms. Mayer a few times. Since you agree with this plan, we will We have to work overtime to renovate the website, and the office has already ordered takeaway."

"So that's it, Marisa, I'll take care of you tonight!"

"No no," Mike said again, "you don't need to bother Miss Mayer about tonight's matter, we can do it ourselves."

Feng Yiping really wants to say something, no one will treat you as dumb if you don't speak.

Mike suddenly felt that the little boss's gaze was not friendly, and touched his head, "Thank you again, Miss Mayer, I will arrange the work for the evening," he said, and ran out as if fleeing.

Feng Yiping felt that this guy was suspected of surrendering to the enemy, and it was also true that beauties could easily get the support of men.

"So Marisa, do I have the honor to have dinner with you?" Such a big guy has helped so much, so she must be invited to dinner.

"You don't have to go home to take care of Jingping?" Marisa asked with a smile.

"If you want to eat Chinese food, then I welcome you to my house,"

It's a little bit better now. Two days ago, under the supervision of Mike and the others, Feng Yiping and Huang Jingping invited a Mexican aunt to be their nanny.

"No, I want to eat French food today."

Feng Yiping heard that he had a toothache, just like the Koreans are proud of their kimchi, the French are also extremely proud of their food, but Feng Yiping is not very fond of foie gras and snails, it seems that they are not as good as kimchi What about fried rice?

But how can you refuse?

"Do you have a favorite restaurant?" Feng Yiping asked.

"You decide,"

"Okay, let me ask, Mike," Feng Yiping shouted to the outside.

Mike was holding a box of takeaway spring rolls—Vietnamese spring rolls, "A high-end French restaurant, I can't afford to reserve a table for you now, but you can find Mr. Fremont, he will definitely be able to solve it."

Yes, that is the local snake.

"Marisa, is AtelierCrenn okay?" Feng Yiping asked while covering the phone.

"Okay," Marisa seemed a little excited.

"Then please Fremont, we can arrive at half past six, yes, both of you,"

Marisa hurriedly stuffed the computer into the briefcase, "That's it, you come to my house to pick me up at 5:30,"

Feng Yiping was taken aback, "Shouldn't we start now?"

Marisa sneered at Feng Yiping's casual attire, "That's a 2-star Michelin French restaurant, do you think you can get in just because you're handsome?"

I admit I'm handsome, but I've never flaunted it like a peacock.

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This was a dinner that impressed Feng Yiping very deeply, prompting him to immediately make a decision not to come to such a French restaurant if he had nothing to do in the future.

Not saying it's bad, it's really good.

The well-dressed Marisa is really bright and charming, the decoration of the restaurant is also very elegant, and the service is completely impeccable. Every dish is also perfect, and the color, fragrance and taste are all perfect—except for many dishes that are too delicate, only one bite portion.

Yes, they ate 20 dishes for this meal, and they ate for three hours! When I went there, the talent lights were on, but on the way back, there were very few cars.

Not cheap, of course, costing a total of $2,100!

But Marisa was very happy. For more than three hours, although Feng Yiping played Taijiquan's dodge and move to the extreme, it still let her know a lot of interesting aspects.

There is no way, in such an environment, to a beautiful woman who is smiling like a flower, it is very difficult to refuse to answer her questions.

Similarly, Feng Yiping also learned a lot about Marisa, her family, her hobbies, and why she said that she and Page are just good friends now.

Lying lazily on the co-pilot, Marisa, who drank a lot, looked at Xiao Xianrou next to her a little recklessly, "Alright, after your private jet is delivered, you must give me a free service."

"No problem, you can just take it to China," Feng Yiping said, looking ahead.

Marisa's posture at this time is very attractive, some parts are very prominent, and the evening dress with simple materials does not cover many places.

We are a married man, we were born in an ancient civilization, we must see no evil.

After a little torment, I finally arrived at Marisa's house smoothly. It seems that in the United States, sending girls home is a very skillful thing. If you do it well, you can enter the house. Maybe there will be no next time.

However, Feng Yiping didn't follow those essentials at all. He just went to open the car door and quickly returned to the car, "Good night, Marisa,"

Seeing his appearance, Marisa smiled, "Good night!" Shaking her head, she walked home.

"Go home now, boss," Owen asked dryly.

"Go home," Feng Yiping said.

In fact, he really wanted to go to San Francisco and go to the nightclub he was passing by. Tonight, he especially wanted to see another American art—that art was called striptease.

However, when he got home and saw Huang Jingping sleeping soundly with her hands on her stomach under the dim night light, all those messy thoughts disappeared.

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