Chapter 768 Broken Dreams

Under the surprised gaze of the girl, Feng Yiping took out two pieces of clothes from the suitcase and stood in front of him—the place where the trousers got wet was embarrassing, so as not to make unsuspecting passengers think he was young Mild, there is a problem with the prostate.

"Do you want me to pay for the dry cleaning?" Feng Yiping came back clean, the instigator, the girl in the seat next to him put down the newspaper, and asked in standard Mandarin.

It's a little strange that she doesn't seem to be very sorry, but rather... ashamed?

"No, they are all cheap clothes," Feng Yiping stuffed the wet clothes in the bag into his bag.

"Cheap clothes?" The girl seemed a little annoyed, "Your outfit is Versace's new style this fall,"

This, really might be.

Feng Yiping is still not used to wearing jackets, and still doesn’t like jeans. Huang Jingping’s current clothes are all bought by Huang Jingping. Except for suits, they are casual suits—Huang Jingping also thinks that he wears suits with spirit.

To be honest, he still cares more about his personal clothes. It doesn't have to be expensive, but it must suit him best.

He actually couldn't figure out one thing. For example, he wanted to ask Jobs several times why he kept wearing that suit? Don't talk about wasting time, Laurenna is definitely a good wife, and she will prepare the clothes for him every day without him worrying about it.

It may be that these people who have reached a certain level of strength use this to show the world that they are different, or to satirize the time wasted by ordinary people on clothing and dressing up.

Just like for a period of time, those artists kept long hair that they thought was fashionable but was actually messy. Jobs' dressing style later turned into a trend.

In the domestic IT industry, there seemed to be a few people who followed suit and kept wearing the same T-shirt and the same jeans—at least in front of the camera. When explaining the reason for wearing this way, they always said it was time-saving and convenient. blah blah.

Feng Yiping felt that they were just talking nonsense. If a person doesn't even have two or three minutes to get dressed every day, then what are you struggling for? Please, don't make yourself more busy than the country's leaders, okay?

In addition, don't you know that when you say that you don't have time or save time in an interview, are you actually creating conflicts between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law?

Your mother will definitely blame your wife for not even getting the clothes ready, how incompetent is the daughter-in-law here?

As a business elite in the new era, he doesn't want to pretend to be so unique when it comes to wearing clothes, but now he really doesn't care what brand Huang Jingping buys for him, as long as it fits well and is comfortable.

However, thinking about it, Huang Jingping is willing to buy him a big name.

"Then you must have read it wrong." Feng Yiping was not interested in talking to her, adjusted his seat, and prepared to continue sleeping.

"Then you, did I read it wrong, Feng Yiping, the internationally renowned scholar, the youngest chairman of a listed company in the history of the US stock market, and the chairman of Jiasheng Group, right? In addition, you are not from the Central Plains. Central Plains dialect, very poor,"

Yo, have I reached the point where no one in the world does not know you? Feng Yiping couldn't help but feel a little dark, and turned to look sideways, "Yes, you also got it wrong,"

"Hmph," the girl also turned around, also turning her back to him.

At one o'clock in the morning, the flight landed at Incheon Airport, and those who continue to return home will stay here for three hours and ten minutes. Feng Yiping is carrying a computer bag, wandering around the airport leisurely, looking for something to fill his stomach.

Incheon Airport is indeed a very unique airport. There are restaurants with flavors from various countries. Feng Yiping made a comparison. The price may be slightly more expensive than outside, but it is not like domestic airports where a glass of milk is 15, a bottle of Coke is 38, and a bowl of noodles. 58 is outrageous like that.

Later, someone in Wanwan was actually right. People in the mainland really can’t afford tea eggs. However, he forgot to add a prefix—tea eggs at the airport.

Xiao Zhijie used to say a big word to Feng Yiping, what is it to marry a daughter for 70 million yuan? When my daughter gets married in the future, I will definitely serve wine in the airport restaurant.

Shall I call him now and tell him to get up and pee? Feng Yiping shook his head, forget it, Zhang Qiuling is not easy to mess with.

Doing as the Romans do, he ordered a set meal of grilled Korean beef in Gayageum, turned the bloody beef a few times on the slate, and put it in his mouth. Immediately, the smell of meat was on his lips and teeth. He nodded. The taste is still pretty good!

The girl in the next seat on the plane also strolled to the door of this store, but saw him roasting beef in a little intoxicated, snorted again, and continued to move forward, but only took a few steps , and then turned back, "A set meal,"

Hmph, why can't I eat what I want because he is here?

She also thought a little too much. After Feng Yiping ate and cleaned up, he carried his bag and went to another cafe. During this period, he didn't take a look around.

For the next flight time, the atmosphere between Feng Yiping and the next door is of course even less likely to be good. However, there is only an hour's flight time to the capital, and it will be there with squinting your eyes.

At 6:30 in the morning, Feng Yiping took a cup of hot milk from Wu Qian, "It's really cold, Mr. Zhou, how about that?"

"Hehe," Zhou Xinyu smiled happily, "Li Yiqiang really can't stand it, the agreement signed yesterday afternoon, this morning, we will accept all the assets of Aiche."

"We were a little worried at first, fearing that there would be a second-generation person behind them, and that would cause a lot of trouble," Wu Qian said.

"Don't use your ordinary people's experience to figure out the world of those second generations. In their eyes, how can we value our hard-earned money? Randomly grant a piece of land, buy it from another hand or build it for fun, or play with finance, Contracting a coal mine and oil field or something, as long as you put your name on it, the money will come rushing in."

"Besides, it would be a good thing if those second generations are willing to work hard in the high-tech field. At least our country will make rapid progress in the high-tech field,"

At the same time, the girl sitting next to Feng Yiping walked out of the airport holding the hand of a silver-haired old lady. The old lady tied a silk scarf around her neck with concern, "This is not where you live abroad, now it is The season when the dripping water turns to ice,"

The girl was busy complaining, "Grandma, I was taken as a girl who deliberately struck up a conversation in the first class to find a job, or a girl who wanted to date a rich man and marry into a rich family,"

"Rich? Rich?" The old lady laughed loudly, "Is there really such a thing? Tell me well when you get home, do you want to check the passenger list and see who is that blind guy?"

The old lady took her granddaughter and boarded a Mercedes-Benz with a red letter on the license plate.

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Whether happy or frustrated, various entertainment venues are always Li Fangcheng's first choice.

Today, he woke up very early in the morning, pushed aside the arm of a girl whose name he couldn't remember, looked out the window at the cold morning, and desperately wanted to find some wine to get drunk.

Today is the day when his dreams are broken.

Although he won't go, he knows that this morning, Aiche.com, the foundation of many of his dreams, will be formally merged with Jiasheng Automobile.com at a price of 5 million.

Not only that, from then on, he never thought of stepping into this field again.

Losing tens of millions all at once, my father was very disappointed in himself. If he wanted him to support him and do other projects, at least in the short term, that would be unthinkable. Moreover, starting after the Spring Festival, the limit of his credit card will be greatly reduced. It is more difficult to imagine spending as much as you do now.

"Feng Yiping, Feng Yiping," he recited the name a thousand times in his mind, because he knew very well that it was this guy who made his dreams shatter.

However, at the moment, I really can only say a few words, I can't think of anything else, if other people make a move casually, and my father uses all the connections, it still can only be this result.

Li Yiqiang was also looking at the still dark sky outside the window, but unlike his son, there was only one girl lying beside him.

When the sky was getting brighter, he made a call, "I have a lot of things to do today, so I can't go to the company. You can bring someone with you, and you can accompany Jiasheng in the acceptance inspection. Not much to say, I have a severe sore throat."

He was a little angry, anxious, angry, and suffocated.

As an old Jianghu, he understands very well that he has to admit that he is unlucky and obediently admit defeat when he gets into trouble with someone he can't afford to mess with. However, let him go to the company and watch others take his own company into his pocket at a shabby price. In the process, he thought that he really couldn't stand that kind of stimulation.