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Wei Feng woke up from his daze, and found that two pairs of eyes were staring at him intently.

The small balcony of the dormitory was shrouded in warm sunshine, and it was another Saturday with clear sky and clear autumn air.

He pulled the quilt helplessly, covered his face, and muttered, "How did you get in?"

Zheng Yijun stretched out his hand and pulled his quilt down: "Brother, you judge me, I finally came back, I thought about going out with you today, but he surnamed He followed me stubbornly, saying that he had to talk to me about business .”

Wei Feng turned over: "It's so noisy, don't disturb my sleep."

He hasn't had a good night's sleep during the days when someone disappeared.

Zheng Yijun shook him vigorously, and said almost pleadingly: "Brother, I just want to be with you today, if you don't want to get up, I won't talk about anything."

Wei Feng is also He Shi's employee after all, so if this business cannot be negotiated, he will not think about it.

Reluctantly, he put on a denim shirt and leggings, and followed the two of them out the door.

The three of them sat down in a cafe by the lake, ordered a few cups of coffee and milk tea, and leaned back on the sofa comfortably.

"Young Master," He Xu broke the silence first, and spread the documents on the table, "Let's discuss the cooperation content, rights and obligations of the two companies first, how about?"

Sitting across from him, Zheng Shao was busy flirting with his elder brother Wei Feng, so he didn't care to listen to him talk about serious things.

"Brother, I have prepared a gift for you." Zheng Yijun took out a small square box from his pocket, "Actually, I have wanted to give it to you for a long time, but I have never found a chance."

He opened the box, and inside was a pair of exquisite platinum rings with the characters "Jun" and "Maple" engraved on them.

Almost at the same time, He Xu stepped on Wei Feng under the table, raised his chin at his gaze, and signaled that he would find a way to persuade Zheng Shao.

No matter how much Wei Feng hates He, he is his boss after all, if his boss is in trouble, he has to help, right?

So he asked, "Is it sterling silver? Is it expensive? I won't accept it if it's expensive."

Hearing what he said, Zheng Yijun immediately replied: "Of course it's not expensive, and you don't know how to wear expensive ones, do you?"

How could Wei Feng know that this brand called Cartier has the reputation of "Emperor of Jewelers".

"You can accept it. My president is sitting across from you. If you don't negotiate an agreement with him, he will definitely deduct my salary when I go back," Wei Feng said leisurely, with a seemingly cold light in his eyes.

Looking at the lake covered with golden sunlight, Wei Feng sipped hot milk tea. Hearing that the two people beside him were finally on the right track and discussing the division of labor and cooperation, investment amount and profit distribution in a serious manner, he suddenly felt unprecedented peace of mind and relief.

Since when did it start? Zheng Yijun became less annoying, and He Xu and himself became more and more in harmony. The two became ubiquitous, sometimes even inseparable.If one day one of them was gone, would he not feel used to it?

"Brother, what are you thinking about?" Zheng Yijun pulled Wei Feng back from his deep thoughts.

With longing for infinite love, Zheng Yijun held Wei Feng's hand, and slipped the ring engraved with the word "Feng" into the ring finger of his left hand.

"Put on my ring, and you will be mine from now on," he had said these words no less than five times in the past, but none of them were more real than this time.

Wei Feng stared blankly at the ring on his hand, and remained silent, neither refusing nor really accepting it.

He Xu tapped the table with his fingers, his eyes were deep and elusive like a bottomless pit, he seemed to be joking, but also said seriously: "Where is mine? Where is my ring?"