Temptation of love! Mr. Feng, Miss Chang has resigned

After dinner, Jiang Jingyu packed up the food and told her to put it in the refrigerator. He then cleaned her house before leaving.

Half an hour later, Chang Yao brought the food he had prepared downstairs, put it in the basket in front of the bicycle, and rode back to Feng Yi's villa.

She walked in and saw Feng Yi sitting on the sofa: "Have you eaten?"

Feng Yi turned around: "Do you need help?"

Chang Yao remembered the excuse she had made and said that she had something to do at home: "I can do it myself. This is the food I brought back. If you don't eat it, you..."

Feng Yi walked over and took a look: "Did your family make this?"

"Well, do you want to eat?" Chang Yao touched the bottom of the lunch box. It was still warm and not completely cold.

Chang Yao walked into the kitchen and took out chopsticks and handed them to him. He took it and tasted it: "It tastes good."

She poured a glass of water and sat next to Feng Yi, watching him finish his meal.

After having enough food and clothing, they sat on the sofa and watched TV. Chang Yao leaned on his shoulder, and Feng Yi naturally took her into his arms.

Chang Yao leaned against his collarbone, looked up at him, her eyes filled with reassurance.

Being able to conquer someone like Feng Yi would make people feel very accomplished, but good things never belong to her.

She recalled the dolls her mother made for her when she was a child. They were different from the dolls sold outside. They were very distinctive and could be recognized at a glance.

But one day the doll was snatched away, and the child said it was hers. Chang Yao kept crying. At that time, her mother was working day and night outside, and her stepfather was an alcoholic. A child without parental support could not get anything.

She lost the only doll in her life. The child kept it for a few days, and then she found her doll in the trash can.

She picked it up and carefully cleaned the doll's face. She lost it, and when she got it back, it was no longer the same as before.

The doll's face was cut by scissors, and the little skirt disappeared. Chang Yao's eyes gradually dimmed. From that moment on, she told herself that if she couldn't keep this thing, she shouldn't own it. Once she owned it and it became hers, she would hold on to it tightly and never let go.

Feng Yi lowered his head to meet her gaze, and felt that something was wrong with her mood: "What are you thinking about?"

"Mr. Feng, will you marry Miss Yu?"

Feng Yi thought of what his father said, and his face was not very good: "Probably."

He also wanted to explain that even if he and Yu Man got married, their relationship would not change.

Chang Yao smiled and said, "Miss Yu is a good person. You will be very happy living together."

Feng Yi frowned, a little confused about her. Feng Yi explained that he and Yu Man were just an agreement couple and there would not be any intimate contact. Even if they got married, they could still live together and this would not change.

Chang Yao originally wanted to end the topic with a smile, but for some reason, she felt so uncomfortable and her eyes were filled with tears.

Her voice choked with sobs: "Boss Feng, I'm a little tired. I'm going upstairs to sleep."

After Feng Yi rescued her, his attitude seemed to have changed. He was no longer as cold as before and began to show some warmth. This kind of Feng Yi made her anxious and worried.

Feng Yi felt his arms were empty and he couldn't bear to watch TV anymore, so he turned it off and went upstairs.

He wanted to ask something, but when he saw Chang Yao sleeping with her eyes closed, he stopped and didn't want to disturb her.

The next day, Chang Yao took the document in to make a copy and saw that it was a product introduction made by the 3D company.

Chang Yao found Jiang Jingyu's company and took a look. Compared with other companies, she was not a professional, but she could tell the beauty and ugliness. The products made by Jiang Jingyu's team would be fuller and have a stronger visual impact.

Yao Lili came in and urged, "Chang Yao, have you finished copying? The meeting is about to start."

Chang Yao sorted out the documents, carried them into the meeting room, and placed a copy in front of each seat.

Ten minutes later, Feng Yi walked into the meeting room and got straight to the point: "These are the companies that passed the preliminary selection. Which one do you think is better?"

Nanxi's plan is a gamble on the company's performance this year. He will not allow any mistakes in any details. Even the 3D building model must be monitored personally.

Some powerful small companies have met with them privately to some extent. After receiving benefits, these people will recommend their favorite companies.

During the meeting, everyone was equally aggressive and trying to convince everyone to invest in this company. The scene was like a vegetable market.

Feng Yi said, "Since you are so supportive, then tell us the advantages and disadvantages of this company."

As soon as this question was asked, everyone in the audience fell silent. They had never investigated the company at all, they just took the money to do the job.

Feng Yi had seen through it long ago. He compared the companies introduced by these people separately. Their works were beautiful, but the orders in recent years had become more and more perfunctory. It was probably because they changed their team, or the boss wanted to rest.

Feng Yi saw the product made by Chang Yu Company and saw that it had good control over details: "Let's make an appointment with this company."

The person in charge of the model department spoke up, "Mr. Feng, this company is new and hasn't grown in size yet. The team consists of only a few young people, but they are very dedicated and their products are very beautiful. I think we should give them opportunities."

He originally thought that President Feng would listen to them and use those companies, so he sat aside and didn't say anything. In terms of seniority, he really had no say, but he was very optimistic about Chang Zai's company.

I thought there was no chance, but I didn’t expect President Feng to personally invite me. It seems his vision is right.

Feng Yi agreed and said, "Ask their person in charge to come to the company for a meeting."

"Okay, Mr. Feng, I'll contact him right away." Feng Yi returned to the office with the company introduction and saw that the company's registered person was Jiang Jingyu.

He felt that the name was familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere.

He picked up the landline and called Wu Zhou: "Check Jiang Jingyu who is always with the company."

Half an hour later, Wu Zhou sent Jiang Jingyu's information to his email. He clicked it and saw Jiang Jingyu's photo. He remembered where he had heard of this person, downstairs from Chang Yao's rental house.

Feng Yi untied his bow tie and breathed a sigh of relief. The product was beautifully made, but what did the company name Changyu mean?

He and Chang Yao have no blood relationship, so using the words "Chang and" is a bit ambiguous.

Men's intuition about potential rivals is always very accurate. They can tell who is thinking about their woman with just one glance.

Feng Yi called Wu Zhou: "Go see Jiang Jingyu..."

When Chang Yao heard that Jiang Jingyu's company was favored by President Feng, she was happy for him and planned to have lunch with him at noon to celebrate.

Jiang Jingyu walked into the small conference room. Yao Lili went to receive him in person, and Wu Zhou talked to him in person.

Chang Yao watched the whole process closely. Jiang Jingyu came out not long after he went in, and there was no joy on his face about the successful cooperation.

After Jiang Jingyu left, Chang Yao called him and asked, "Jingyu, didn't you pass the primary election? How was the result?"

"I wasn't chosen. Let me try harder next time." Jiang Jingyu's tone was full of disappointment.

If he can get this order, it means he can work a few years less. It doesn't matter if he is not selected. He can just work harder and accumulate experience for himself.