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

Feng Yi took out his phone and saw that it was his father calling. He said respectfully, "Father."

"Go home right now. I have something to ask you."

"I'll be there right away." Feng Yi hung up the phone and looked at her: "I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

Chang Yao stood up and walked him to the door, watching him go downstairs. Remembering that the light on the stairs was broken, she turned on the flashlight on her cell phone and shone it down at the corner of the handrail.

Feng Yi went down one floor and felt a beam of light shining on him. He looked up and saw Chang Yao holding a mobile phone to shine a light on him, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He got in the car and drove away to the old house. His father preferred the Chinese-style courtyard. After passing through the gate, he saw that there was originally a lotus pond here, but there were too many mosquitoes in the summer, so it was filled in and turned into a fountain.

A century-old plaque hangs on the main door leading to the living room, and a faint aroma of tea wafts from the house.

The servants here all wore Tai Chi uniforms. When they saw him coming back, they respectfully called out, "Young Master."

He stepped over the plaque and walked into the living room where his father was sitting in a chair making tea.

Feng Yi sat on the chair opposite him. He picked up the teapot and poured a cup for his son: "Try it, this year's new tea."

They have a tea garden. The taste of the tea is different from that of the famous tea, but it is self-sufficient and the tea garden feeds a lot of people.

After my father took over the company, he wanted to use all the money to develop the company. It was my grandfather who stopped my father and told them that to do business, they had to understand people's hearts. If they didn't give people a chance to survive, they would end up hurting themselves.

He didn't understand at the time, but after experiencing this workers' incident, he seemed to understand what his grandfather said a little.

Chang Yao understood people's hearts and helped him overcome this crisis. If the apartment collapsed after it was built, no matter how solid the foundation he had laid before, it would be seriously damaged.

He picked it up and took a sip. Actually, he didn't like tea very much. He liked wine.

Both are bitter, but each has its own flavor.

"The tea is very fragrant and sweet after drinking. It's a good tea." Feng Yi said.

After Lao Yu went back, he never contacted him again. He wanted to know how Feng Yi handled the matter.

"How did you deal with Lao Yu's matter?"

"I signed an agreement with him. As long as Yu Man and I get married, the shares will take effect."

Father Feng frowned and said, "You are being reckless. How can you give shares to outsiders in the Nanxi Apartment project?"

Feng Yi calmly retorted, "You were the one who said we couldn't offend the Yu family. You want to let the horse run, but you don't let it eat grass. Do you think Mr. Yu is really that easy to fool?"

"If she can successfully marry into the Feng family, what belongs to her will be yours, and no one will lose out." Father Feng felt relieved when he thought of this.

Feng Yi didn't think so: "I have put a lot of effort into this project, and I won't let anyone take away my shares casually."

"So, have you thought about what to do next?"

"This marriage will definitely not happen. As for the promotion issue you're worried about, I want to train a group of people myself."

Father Feng said with a sullen face, "The Yu family has a near monopoly on promotion. It's too late for you to start training now. It would be more cost-effective to cooperate with the Yu family."

"Father, I want to try. If we win, we won't have to rely on the Yu family for promotion."

Father Feng said with a stern face, "If Lao Yu gets wind of this, will he let you do it? Besides, Nanxi Apartment is the top priority right now. You can't be distracted by other things."

Feng Yi clenched his fists. His father always criticized him like this, thinking that it was impossible for him and he couldn't do it.

Every time his father said this, the more he wanted to accomplish this task and let his father know that his father's idea was wrong.

"I will do this well." Feng Yi stood up.

Father Feng glared at him: "Don't think you can do whatever you want. I still have the final say in the company now."

Feng Yi didn't care and continued to move forward. He had already decided to do this thing and there was no way he would give up just because of what he said.

Seeing his arrogant and unwillingness to listen, Mr. Feng's blood pressure soared in anger.

The housekeeper ran into him in the yard and said, "Master, please stay at home for one night."

"No need." After Feng Yi walked out of here, he never wanted to come back.

There is no warmth in this home, only rigidity and severity.

The housekeeper advised, "The master has you in his heart, and the decision he forced you to make is for your own good. You become a little rigid as you get older, so don't be angry with the master."

He knew in his heart that if anything happened to the young master, the master would definitely do his utmost to help. However, the father and son were just hard on the outside but soft on the inside, and when their mouths clashed it was like a machine gun, neither of them giving in.

Feng Yi drove away from the old house. He returned to the villa, selected a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet, poured it into a glass, drank a few glasses in a row, and went upstairs to sleep when he felt drunk.

The next day, Chang Yao returned to the company. Yao Lili placed a pile of documents on her desk and said, "I really don't know who you were hired to share the workload with. Hurry and print these out."

She first took a few documents to the printing room. Yao Lili watched her leaving and wondered in her heart, she had just arrived and she was taken out on a business trip. Did she marry the future Mrs. Feng?

Yao Lili is still very optimistic about Chang Yao. She is smart and hardworking, and is much better than those people recruited.

The ways of the rich are not something she can get by on just her monthly salary. It’s better for her to work honestly and save enough money to start a business.

Chang Yao was busy early in the morning, preparing meeting materials and coffee.

She ordered a takeout at noon and ate it on the rooftop. She took off her high heels, swung her toes, and ate the cold fried noodles.

This kind of peaceful life is like a luxury to her. During this period of time, she almost forgot what she had experienced.

There were footsteps on the rooftop, and she turned her head to look: "Boss Feng."

Feng Yi took out the key, opened the door, and went in to mix the fish feed. Chang Yao had just finished her meal and was cleaning up the garbage. Seeing that there was still some time, she went in to take a look.

He took the powdered substance from various bags and poured it onto the scales, added water, and put on gloves to mix it.

Chang Yao saw that this preparation was a bit complicated. These fish were really lucky. They were raised by Feng Yi and the food they ate was all prepared. She suddenly felt that she was not as good as the fish.

Feng Yi looked at her, his hair was wet with sweat, the collar of his white shirt was a little transparent, and the scenery inside was faintly visible.

"You can come here to eat later. I'll leave the key with you."

The things here need to be kept at a constant temperature, so the air conditioner is turned on every day. It would be better for her to eat here.

Feng Yi put the fish feed into a vacuum bag and stored it. He took out the key and handed it to her. She took it and asked, "Boss Feng, do you have a spare key?"

"There's only one, so keep it safe. If you lose it, you'll have to find someone to unlock it." Feng Yi told the truth.

"If you want to get the fish feed, what will you do if I'm not around?"

"I'll come at noon. If you're not here, it'll be considered absent from work." Feng Yi's eyes were sharp.

"I won't be absent from work." I won't give my boss a chance to deduct my salary.

Chang Yao held the key tightly in her hand and went downstairs to punch in for work.

At three o'clock, Yu Man came to the company with afternoon tea: "Everyone has worked hard. Here are some small cakes and coffee and fruit tea. You can choose freely."