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

Feng Yi picked up the phone and saw that it was Wu Zhou calling. He stood up and walked to the yard to answer it.

"Boss Feng, I've checked. The Zeng family has recently been in contact with a soft furnishing company. The project manager said that Boss Zeng has already contacted you and that you should use their company for the soft furnishings. I'll send you the quote right now."

He personally thought it was outrageous, but he didn't know how to tell Mr. Feng over the phone, so it would be better to let Mr. Feng see it himself.

Feng Yi clicked on the price list and saw the numbers on it. He instantly lost his appetite. He really treated Fengyi Group as a bank and was withdrawing money there.

Direct questioning would only alert the enemy, so he wanted Zeng Xie to hand over the money on his own initiative.

He dialed Wu Zhou's number and said, "Find someone to spread the pre-sale information about Nanxi Apartment, order the soft furnishings from him, and have him sign the contract."

Wu Zhou said, "Okay, Mr. Feng."

Feng Yi hung up the phone and sat on the sofa with a dark face, wondering how much he could make him vomit out this time.

Feng Yi sent a message to Wu Zhou: Find a way to get the financial status of Zeng Group.

Chang Yao saw that he didn't eat, so she walked over and sat next to him: "What happened?"

"It's okay, have you finished your meal?" Feng Yi stretched out his hand towards her.

Chang Yao walked over and sat next to him. Seeing that he didn't have a good appetite, she couldn't eat either.

"I'm full. How about you? Do you want to eat something?"

Feng Yi got up and went to the wine cabinet, took out a bottle of the strongest wine, poured half a glass, took a sip, and sat back on the sofa with the glass.

He leaned his back against the sofa, picked up the cup and slowly drank the orange-yellow liquid inside.

Chang Yao felt that he was very unhappy, but she didn't know the reason. Seeing him like this, she felt bad too.

She remembered what Yao Lili said in the hotel room. This was probably the feeling of liking someone, and being affected by the other person's mood.

She didn't know how to make Feng Yi happy, but she knew what position Feng Yi liked best.

She watched Feng Yi take a sip of wine, then she raised her head and pressed her lips against Feng Yi's: "What does this wine taste like?"

Feng Yi glanced at her, his eyes darkened, he picked up the wine glass and handed it to Chang Yao's mouth.

Chang Yao held the wine in her mouth, but was choked by the strong liquor and started coughing.

Feng Yi pinched her neck and kissed her lips. They fell on the sofa. Chang Yao hugged his neck, breathing slightly, looking at him with charming and expectant eyes.

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After venting his anger, Feng Yi leaned lazily on the sofa, picked up the wine glass, and drank the remaining wine in one gulp.

He frowned slightly, swallowed the wine, and stared at the glass in a daze. The wine had been stored for a long time and did not taste good.

Chang Yao lay limply on the sofa, and after she recovered, she pulled her clothes together and sat up, leaning on him.

"Mr. Feng."

Feng Yi hooked her head and kissed her lips, lingering briefly before letting go: "Come to make me happy?"

She hadn't taken the initiative for a long time, and she missed that feeling badly. Feng Yi liked it very much.

Chang Yao was still very angry about what his father did, including the way he solved it.

"It's just what I need, I'm not trying to coax you." Chang Yao said expressionlessly.

Feng Yi pinched her chin and smiled: "Is the demand so great?"

They never stopped, even though she was working so hard just now.

"Must-do." Chang Yao saw that he could still joke, which meant that everything was fine.

She pushed Feng Yi's hand away and went upstairs to take a shower. Feng Yi followed her and grabbed her hand: "Try the bathroom."

Chang Yao pressed against his chest: "No."

Feng Yi took a step closer, and she subconsciously took a step back. Feng Yi kept getting closer, watching her retreat until the bathroom door closed...

The next day, Chang Yao woke up with a sore back. She put on her shoes, got up, and moved her body by holding onto the wall.

After her body adjusted to the soreness, she slowly walked into the bathroom to wash and change her clothes, then went downstairs.

She looked around but couldn't find Feng Yi. He went out so early, what happened?

After finishing her breakfast and clearing away her plate, Chang Yao sat on her bicycle, not feeling very comfortable.

She got off her bicycle and walked slowly along the enclosed area of the villa, and only stopped a car when she reached the side of the road.

She usually rides slowly, so she sets out early so that she can catch a taxi in just the right time.

Chang Yao checked in, and Yao Lili came over: "Today's meeting is very full."

"Okay, I'll go copy the documents." Chang Yao walked into the printing room holding the documents.

There were no stools in the printing room. Chang Yao stood for several hours and her legs felt a little weak. She leaned against the wall with her hands to relieve the pressure on her legs.

After the meeting, Wu Zhou followed Feng Yi into the CEO's office. Wu Zhou said, "Boss Feng, as you instructed, we've already released the pre-sale information. Zeng's Group is also very proactive. What about the contract?"

Feng Yi told him what terms should be in the contract. They went over the details of the contract and he turned around to do it.

Zeng Group

Zeng Xie saw the clause in the contract: the quality of the soft furnishings must meet international standards...

He had a hunch that this contract couldn't be signed casually: "When will the pre-sale information for Nanxi Apartment be released?"

The project manager said: "It was recently released. The Nanxi project is almost completed. Pre-sale is a normal process."

"Feng Yi doesn't seem to be good at pre-sales. Send someone to investigate and find out when the pre-sales were launched and the information of the people who purchased the apartments."

"Yes, Mr. Zeng."

Zeng Xie took out his phone and called Qi Mu's father: "Mr. Qi, Nanxi Apartments are now available for pre-sale. Would you like to buy two units for investment?"

Nanxi Apartments are so hot right now that President Qi is afraid that the Zeng Group will take preemptive action.

"I've asked Feng Yi to leave four sets for me."

"Some owners have already asked me to buy soft furnishings. You have to speed up." Zeng Xie said and hung up the phone directly.

He asked President Qi to test Feng Yi to see whether the pre-sale information was accurate.

President Qi called Feng Yi and said, "Feng Yi, it's me. I heard that Nanxi Apartment is on pre-sale and some owners have already started renovating. How come I didn't hear about it?"

"We've let the owners move in early to promote it. It's not fully open yet, so I hope Uncle Qi will keep it a secret."

He knew that if he hyped up the property, he could make more money, so he said, "I can keep this a secret, but you have to reserve four units for me."

"No problem, I'll let you choose the best location first." Feng Yi said generously.

"Row."

Feng Yi continued, "Uncle Qi, I'm giving you four sets at a discounted price. If Zeng Xie knew about this, I'd lose a lot."

"I guarantee you'll make money." Mr. Qi said that and hung up the phone.

Feng Yi put his phone on the table, his eyes cold, the show was about to begin.

Wu Zhou knocked on the door and came in: "Mr. Feng, this is the financial statement of Zeng Group."

Feng Yi flipped through it casually. Over the years, Zeng Xie had invested a lot of his money, but the response was mediocre, with neither loss nor profit.

There is not much money in his company's account now. After all, the Zeng and Qi families have deep ties with Fengyi Group and cannot be solved at once. This time, Zeng Xie can only spend some money.

Zeng Xie saw that there was no movement from the Qi Group, so he took the initiative to call and ask, "Mr. Qi, what's the status of the pre-sale?"

"Feng Yi secretly offers early check-in quotas, but the price will still follow the market price."

Zeng Xie was skeptical. Was the owner who came to him to buy soft furnishings really the one given by Feng Yi?