After wearing it back, he bald the wealthy tyrant meow rua

Feng Lin knew that he looked good, but it wasn't enough to make Ji Feng stunned.

Unexpectedly, at the same time, I feel inexplicably good.

"Mr. Ji?" He moved closer and lowered his voice, causing Ji Feng who was in a trance to suddenly come back to his senses, let go of his hand, and smiled back at him.

It was the first time Ji Feng encountered such a situation, he coughed low to cover up his embarrassment, and changed the subject: "President Feng is the only one in the family?"

After Feng Lin invited Ji Feng to take a seat, he sat down opposite him. This was the first time that he sat down from this angle. It was completely different from his perspective when he was a meow, and the feeling was also different.

The young man with drooping brows and eyes has a fair complexion, so white that it shines. His whole body is bathed in the sunlight coming in from the floor-to-ceiling windows, which is as beautiful as a painting.

Feng Lin lowered his head softly: "After the accident before, the people who came to the family have to go through strict screening. I am not in good health now and need to rest. Usually they only come to clean when I am not around. Usually I am alone , Secretary Hao will come over occasionally."

Ji Feng was just looking for a topic at random, but he didn't expect Mr. Feng to have such a good temper and explain so clearly.

Feng Lin's gentle and polite attitude made Ji Feng very relaxed. He thought for a while and confessed directly: "Mr. Feng, there is something that I probably want to clarify with you."

It was the first time Feng Lin saw Ji Feng's serious expression: "Are you in trouble?"

Ji Feng shook his head and explained: "Secretary Hao invited me this time to see Mr. Feng's face. It's just that in our business, there are three situations where we can't do face-to-face for others."

When Ji Feng was in a trance, he guessed the reason why he couldn't see the fate for Mr. Feng.

After thinking about it, I only thought of this possibility.

Hearing that it wasn't Ji Feng who was in trouble, Feng Lin was much relieved. He hadn't planned to really ask Ji Feng to meet him, and invited him to come, but just wanted him to subsidize the money he gave him to clear the way: "What are the three types Mr. Ji mentioned?"

Ji Feng said: "The first one is that you can't see the fate of the Taoist."

Feng Lin nodded, he had also heard of this, it is like a doctor who does not heal himself, but overcomes difficulties by himself.

It should be the same when it comes to face-to-face.

Ji Feng continued: "The second type is relatives related to parents, wives and children."

Feng Lin breathed lightly because of these few words. He thought that he is now Ji Feng's cat. Could it be that because he stayed by his side for a long time before, he would absorb the spiritual power he cultivated from time to time and be contaminated with it? will...

Will Ji Feng guess his identity?

Ji Feng quickly mentioned the third type: "The last type is that this person's life is extremely expensive, and the nobleness covers up his life, preventing outsiders from prying into it."

After much deliberation, Ji Feng felt that the third possibility was more likely. After all, he and Mr. Feng met for the second time today, and the only relationship with him was probably that he now had Mr. Feng's cat, but these relationships Equivalent to None.

So it can only be the third type. It was the first time he encountered the extremely expensive fate, and with the scope of his studies, he couldn't die.

Feng Lin was extremely surprised: "That's why Mr. Ji saw me in a daze just now?"

Ji Feng agreed, and he couldn't hide this matter, besides, he is not a person who likes to lie: "I came here to judge the good and the bad for President Feng, and now I have a trust, I am really ashamed, I am afraid that today I will let Feng It's always a waste of half a day."

The most important thing is that he was afraid that if Mr. Zhang got angry and felt that he was a swindler, what would he do if he took Miaomiao away from him immediately?

So it was rare that Ji Feng's face was particularly sincere, and he explained as detailed as possible.

Although I seem unreliable, but Mr. Feng and you are an exception, I'm really not a magic stick.

Feng Lin unconsciously nodded with his fingers on his knee: Why do you think that Ji Feng is not very happy because of his high life but not because of his face?

Feng Lin said slowly: "Mr. Ji is being polite. It's too late for Mr. Ji to assert that he is a person with a very high fortune. How can he blame him? As for the delay of half a day, I can't say it. I am recuperating recently, and I am usually fine. It is a great honor for Feng to be able to sit and talk with Mr. Ji like this, and discuss areas that have not been explored for a year or two."

When Ji Feng spoke, he kept paying attention to Feng Lin's expression, making sure that the other party really didn't mind.

Fearing that Feng Lin would put down most of the uneasiness that Miao Miao took away from him: "Mr. Feng is interested in face-to-face?"

It was rare for Feng Lin to be able to talk face to face with Ji Feng like this, and even though he usually doesn't talk much, but after being a meow for so long, he couldn't say a word, and wanted to say a few more words, following Ji Feng's words.

The other half of Ji Feng's heart was relieved, since Mr. Feng was interested in these things, he chose some anecdotes about what he had learned and what he had seen and heard with his master and his brothers in the second life.

After the conversation between the two, they chatted very happily, and before they knew it, it was past noon.

Ji Feng looked at the time and was surprised that he could talk for so long with someone who had only met for the second time and didn't even say a word the first time. He was extremely sorry: "It's getting late, Mr. Feng is still sick, Ji Feng Don't bother me."

Feng Lin was listening with interest. On the one hand, he was interested in unknown fields. On the other hand, when Ji Feng was talking about those things, he felt that the light in Ji Feng's eyes made him want to keep watching.

Feng Lin got up: "I didn't expect time to pass so fast. Feng and Mr. Ji also felt like friends after seeing each other. Why don't you stay and have a meal? Secretary Hao will send... eh? I almost forgot, Secretary Hao today Can't come over at noon, how about I treat Mr. Ji to dinner?"

Secretary Hao, who was hiding in the attic, felt that mushrooms grew all over his body.

Is Mr. Ji usually so slow to meet you?

It's been two hours.

He has been with the boss for so long and he hasn't seen the boss say anything for two hours.

Ji Feng also remembered that Secretary Hao was accompanying Miaomiao at his house at the moment: "Is it convenient for Mr. Feng to go out?" Secretary Hao seemed to have said that Mr. Feng is not in good health and should be taken care of.

Mr. Feng's expression really looked like he had just recovered from a serious illness after not seeing the sun for a long time.

It was rare for Feng Lin to get stuck: "Why don't you... order takeaway?"

Ji Feng also opened his mouth slightly: Are you so down-to-earth?

Seeing Mr. Feng's rare and stern face was a little unnatural, and the ears were slightly red, which gave Ji Feng a very unexpected contrast. After all, Mr. Feng's image and the first time he met the other party made him feel too indifferent. Thinking of this He is the owner of Miaomiao, and he is extremely tolerant: "Mr. Feng's body is probably not suitable for eating takeout. Does Mr. Feng have food at home?"

Feng Lin reflexively looked in the direction of the kitchen, and walked there: "I'll go and have a look."

Ji Feng could tell at a glance that this President Feng was afraid that he would not care about things, so he also followed.

Walking behind Mr. Feng like this, all he could see was the straight back, the waist with wide shoulders and the waist hidden under the suit, and after that, only the legs remained.

It was the first time for Ji Feng to see legs with such a long proportion, and he imagined Mr. Feng hugging the palm-sized Meow Meow, and felt his hands itchy.

It's over, I haven't had rua meow for a few hours, I miss rua a bit.

Feng Lin really didn't know if there was food in the kitchen. He didn't go home often, and mostly stayed at the company to work overtime, or went to another house nearby.

After something happened, he stayed by Ji Feng's side and never had a chance to come back.

Fortunately, when I opened the refrigerator, there were all fresh ingredients in it. It seemed that Secretary Hao had someone prepare them in advance early in the morning.

Feng Lin was very satisfied with Secretary Hao.

Secretary Hao in the attic was eager to see through: Boss, are you done with each other?

Usually so busy, suddenly sitting in a daze in the attic, it really feels like a year.

Ji Feng saw that everything was so complete, so he didn't order takeout, besides, he had a good relationship with Mr. Feng, and if Mr. Feng really took Miaomiao away, he could come and rub rua Mr. Feng's Miaomiao from time to time.

Feng Lin has been greedy for Ji Feng's food for a long time, every time Ji Feng holds it, he eats it and looks at it but doesn't allow it to taste, how can he give up this opportunity?

When Ji Feng was getting ready, Mr. Feng took off his suit jacket and rolled up his sleeves, revealing his strong arms.

"I'll wash the vegetables for you." While speaking, Feng Lin took the initiative to pick up the dishes on the counter and began to clean them. His movements were skillful and methodical, obviously he used to do it himself.

Ji Feng remembered that Mr. Feng also started from scratch, and the previous family background of the Feng family was not good.

Ji Feng always felt that Mr. Feng was too approachable with him. It was only the second time they met. It seemed that they had known each other for a long time, and they got along very comfortably without any sense of distance. This feeling was very strange, but it made Ji Feng uncomfortable. Hate.

The two of them worked together, and even though Feng Lin hadn't done anything for several years, he knew how to cook.

Although the taste is average, I also made a vegetarian dish.

The four dishes and one soup were quickly put on the table, because the two of them moved their hands together, and they cooperated more tacitly after the cooperation, and they were no longer as polite as when they first met. Ji Feng took the bowl, Feng Lin served the rice, and soon finished eating , Feng Lin took the initiative to clean up the dishes and put them in the dishwasher.

After tidying up, Ji Feng looked at the time, it was already two o'clock.

How could he spend nearly four hours with someone he knew second?

He didn't even realize how fast time had passed?

Secretary Hao already felt that he was forgotten in the attic: Boss, even if Mr. Ji saw a flower on your face and counted the lines one by one, four hours would be enough!Enough too!

When Secretary Hao finally waited until the attic door rang, it was already 02:30. Secretary Hao looked at the boss who had turned back into a meow, picked up the cage, picked up the cat bag and put the boss in it, and Ma Liuer ran out of the attic.

When I got outside, I felt that I could smell the smell of freedom.

He no longer felt that it was not good for his boss to ask him to work overtime. It turns out that what is more painful than working overtime is the endless daze.

too difficult.

The boss meowed in the cat bag and looked at Secretary Hao quietly: "It's too unsteady."

Secretary Hao, have you drifted away recently?This car is about to fly.

Ji Feng's speed was not fast. When Ji Feng arrived home, Secretary Hao had already packed up and was sitting in the living room looking at the documents. Seeing Ji Feng's decent smile, he hurried to the company to add an appointment for half an afternoon. Ban was shocked.

On the other hand, Boss Miao ate a meal made by Ji Feng and felt that the cat food was really hard to swallow.

So, when Secretary Hao came over on time at [-] o'clock in the evening, after explaining that Ji Feng didn't show him a picture, he hit the next key point: Secretary Hao, I think since there is no way to meet each other, let's take a look at Feng Shui for the company. I'm going to sit down.

Secretary Hao: No, boss, you don’t want to.