Rebirth of the 92 Business Tycoon

At night, Feng Yiping stood in the huge kitchen, looking at all kinds of kitchen utensils, but there was no cooking, and he didn't even want to cook a bowl of noodles.

As soon as Huang Jingping left, the best house he had lived in in his two lifetimes, it became deserted and deserted after less than a week after living in the lively.

With a sigh, he turned off the light, turned it on again, and drove to the community club for dinner.

When he came back, he looked at the lights in the room, but he was a little reluctant to get off the car. The lights that were waiting were completely different from the lights that no one was turning on.

Over the past year or so, he has become accustomed to having someone waiting at home every time he comes back, someone will serve every meal, and someone waiting for himself under the warm light every night, that's home. I feel that now that person is not there, the luxurious house in front of me is just a house.

In the next few days, Feng Yiping was like the first meeting at the beginning of school. There was no shortage of classes, except that he did not attend self-study in the evening and left after class in the afternoon. Instead of going home, he rushed to the company.

So the employees of the company are the most diligent in the past two days, because the boss who has always seen the head of the dragon also stayed in the office of Mr. Jin, and he did not seem to be in a beautiful mood. The first few times they came, they were very kind. God, no matter who it is, there is no smile on his face.

Fang Yingzhi also felt this change. In the company, she smiled and greeted Feng Yiping several times. As a result, Feng Yiping didn’t say a word, but nodded to her coldly, letting Fang Yingzhi say hello to Feng for the first time. Yiping felt a little scared.

"I always feel that this plan is not grand enough, you can take a look at Yiping." Jin Ling handed Feng Yiping a folder. This is a design plan for a good convenience website, which of course was contracted by Zhitong.

Hong Haoran returned to China for these years. The influence of foreign ink has been successfully erased. The website that was made is very earthy in Feng Yiping's view, and it is highly consistent with the websites of most companies at this time. First, it is the introduction of the company with the company office building as the background, and the main product. Then came the news. The distribution of outlets, contact information, etc., are no different from the kind of websites created by some Internet companies after a few hundred yuan.

After only a few glances, Feng Yiping immediately commented, "This is definitely not good, let him push it all over again. The first thing I saw should be the recent activities, and then the introduction of our main products. It’s okay to put the company introduction at the end. The news column can be completely removed. How much news can we have now? Also, let Hong Haoran make it more concise, and there are too many small bits and pieces, but it doesn’t seem to be up to the grade. Don’t learn from domestic ones. These websites are in line with those of large foreign companies."

Seeing the problem and making comments, it seems that there is not much difference. In fact, there is a gap between them, and Jin Ling looked at Feng Yiping, who continued to process the files without paying attention after all this. Some little thoughts, "Is there nothing you don't understand?"

"No way, it's too good. If you want to be low-key, you can't do it." Feng Yiping brags shamelessly.

"Oh, I see cows flying in the sky," has been in contact with Feng Yiping for a long time. Even Jin Ling was used to saying these later witty words.

After approving the last document on the evaluation method for outstanding employees, Feng Yiping finished the work at hand, and when he looked at the time, it was already seven, and there were still many people working in the office outside. I don't know how many of them are on show.

"Sister Jin, let me go to your house tonight!" Feng Yiping started the molestation mode.

"Go away," Jin Ling answered him without raising his head.

"Then you come to my house!"

"Get out!" There is no way, people with low literary literacy can't even find two different words.

"However, if you want to invite me to dinner, I can consider giving you face." According to Feng Yiping's opinion, Jin Ling wrote an e-mail to Hong Haoran and was about to leave work. "Not far in front, there is a new I’ve been to the Texas Steak House once. The taste is very authentic. If you want to go, I can show your face and accompany you."

"Aa,"

"Forget it," Jin Ling's face sank. "When I was in America, I never talked to anyone."

"Then I invite you today, and you invite tomorrow,"

"Twice for you and once for me," Jin Ling insisted, not knowing why, Feng Yiping was stingy, and she was even more stingy, and felt that this was very fulfilling.

Fang Yingzhi, who was sitting in the cubicle, watched Jin Ling and Feng Yiping walking outwards with their bags in a quarrel. She wanted to go and say hello, but she didn’t even look at the two of them. Alas, she sighed. , Also preparing to leave work, Xiao Wu next door hurriedly followed, "Yingzhi, are you going back to the dormitory? Let's eat together!"

"Sorry, I have an appointment with some friends to go shopping at night." There are many male colleagues in the company who are interested in her like Xiao Wu, but Fang Yingzhi has never given a good face to anyone.

In the morning, Feng Yiping woke up in the hotel again. She had a meal with Jin Ling last night and she appreciated it. After Feng Yiping didn’t find any good steaks, he went to watch a movie, and then he didn’t bother to go home, so he just stayed A room was opened near the school.

I lazily picked up the phone and took a look, no text messages, alas!

He was stuck in time, and when get out of class was over, he called Zhang Qiuling, "Hello old classmate, how are you doing?"

"What can I do, the same way, how about you, have you adapted to college life? Have you bullied Jingping? I warn you, no matter how beautiful college students are, you can only take a drink, Jing Ping is so good to you, you can't let her down."

It is worthy of being a teacher, and this lesson is estimated to have become instinct.

But when Zhang Qiuling said this, Feng Yiping immediately relaxed. It seems that Huang Jingping didn't ask her to complain, and Huang Jingping didn't return to her parents' house. Then Feng Yiping guessed where she was these days.

"Sister Jin, there is a big assignment these days. I have to check a lot of materials in the library, so I won’t come to the company. You can also keep the paper documents sent by other companies for me first, and come back when I have time. deal with."

"Okay, it's okay, if it's boring to eat alone, call me." Jin Ling said on the phone.

"I know, it's your turn next time!"

There were not as many flights as there were afterwards. Feng Yiping called and only booked the tickets for the next day, so he concealed everything from everyone and rushed to the provincial capital at noon the next day.

Naturally, there is no car to pick him up, and there is no car rental service at the airport. Let's just line up to buy a ticket for the airport bus.

He followed the long line and squirmed slowly, and suddenly he was slapped on his shoulder, "Hi, Yiping!" He was startled, is there such a coincidence, this can also meet an acquaintance?

He looked back. Sure enough, an acquaintance, "It's you!"

Zheng Jiayi, wearing a beige windbreaker, stood behind him with a grin. She hadn't seen her for almost a year, and she felt that she was a little more slender, and her whole person had an intellectual aura from top to bottom.

Although I didn't meet each other, the phone was always available. Zheng Jiayi called him, and he also took the initiative to call Zheng Jiayi several times. After all, Mayor Fang's tiger skin is still very useful in the city, and the maintenance must be maintained.

"Why are you here?" the two asked almost in unison.

"I just happened to send a classmate abroad. How about you, why don't you let someone from your home or company pick you up?"

"Private schedule, you know!"

"Then follow me, I'll take you to the city." How can such a free car make no sense?

"Private itinerary, you will not hide your home and school. Skip class secretly and prepare to do something bad!" Zheng Jiayi asked him on the way to the parking lot.

"Just kidding. Do you think someone who looks like me can be connected with bad things? Your classmate is studying abroad, right? Do you have this plan?" Feng Yiping skillfully changed the topic.

"I've stayed well in the current school, and I don't have the idea of ​​going to graduate school or PhD, and I can't be too lazy." Zheng Jiayi still drove the Beetle.

"You are right to think this way. If you get a scholarship from a prestigious university, you can go. It's just for gilding, it's completely unnecessary. Especially you, it's already 24k, how can you still use gold plating?"

"Hehe," Zheng Jiayi smiled, "When I was in middle school, why didn't you realize that you were so glib?"

"I was thinking about it, but you didn't give me a chance at the time, and you held a face all day long, just like someone who borrowed your fresh corn and returned you Chen Damai, and always targeted me. I spoke to Liu Wenjun. , You can’t wait to remember a fortune.” Zheng Jiayi now makes Feng Yiping feel very comfortable, so he can just say anything he wants.

"Really, you weren't much better than me at the beginning, did you say more than two sentences with your classmates?" Zheng Jiayi asked back, now it was Feng Yiping's turn to be speechless.

"The classmate I want to talk to the most ignores me, and I don't bother to talk nonsense with other classmates."

"Haha, although I know that you are lying, I am still very happy!" Zheng Jiayi kept laughing along the way, and never stopped.

"Where are you going?" Zheng Jiayi asked him when he got off the airport expressway.

"Send me to the bus station, I want to take the car back to the city."

"Well then, you and I go to school, and then drive my car back to the city. Okay, I know you are not used to it without a car."

"So, okay?" Of course it's good to have a car, even if it's a feminine car!

"What's wrong, but I have a condition to accompany me to eat in the cafeteria at noon."

"I don't pay. Besides, I don't agree with a vegetable dish." Feng Yiping held up a palm to Zheng Jiayi.

"As expected to be Boss Feng, bargaining has become your instinct. However, seeing that you made me so happy today, and for the sake of my site again, Senior Sister, I will reluctantly agree!" Zheng Jiayi freed up a hand. Come and give him a high five.

However, when Feng Yiping went to the canteen with Zheng Jiayi at the Polytechnic University, Feng Yiping discovered that he had been caught up again.

On the way, not only did male and female students ask, "Jiayi, who is this handsome guy?"

Zheng Jiayi always smiled and said, "My classmate, came to see me from Tsinghua University."

"Hehe, classmate!"

The girls are a little better. At most, they just think about it and gossip. After some boys ask Feng Yiping, they obviously have a bad face.

"You are pulling me as a shield!" Feng Yiping realized then.

"So, I'm not happy? Then I ask Uncle Chen from the city's industry and commerce to often go to the factory to chat with the manager of the convenience store?"

"Zheng Jiayi, I know you thoroughly!" Feng Yiping looked at her with some irritation.

"Hehe," he was like this, which made Zheng Jiayi particularly interesting, and then Feng Yiping's words made her smile stiff on her face, "Be sure to add another sauce elbow!"

"You are a pig, can you eat so much?"

"If I can't eat, I will pack it!"

The meal was uneasy. Those roommates and same-sex friends of Zheng Jiayi who came to hear the news smiled and used a method comparable to a three-council trial, and they wished to dig out all the eight generations of Feng Yiping's ancestors.

But dealing with these sophomore girls who appear to be older than Feng Yiping on the surface, but in fact have no social experience, is not a problem.

While feasting, Feng Yiping answered their questions with ease. In fact, strictly speaking, it is not an answer. He said a lot, but the useful information is really pitiful.

Besides, he basically dominated the whole conversation. The last question was, "Is the girls in ours or your school beautiful?" Feng Yiping said~www.wuxiaspot.com~My classmates are the best Beautiful," and then turned the topic to which guy in the canteen of the Polytechnic University is the most handsome.

"I don't see, in just one year, you have become a battle-tested veteran!" Zheng Jiayi seemed to praise him after finally eating.

Feng Yiping wiped the non-existent sweat on his forehead, "Who said that, just now, I was more tired than taking the college entrance examination last year. I have lost a lot!"

"Okay, don't be humble. Also, be careful on the road. I've been at school. I don't use a lot of cars. You can do things without worry!" Zheng Jiayi sent him to the parking lot and was happy when he saw him out of the school. Go back.

After more than half a year, there is little change in this area near the community. As soon as he enters the door of the community, Feng Yiping's heart beats quickly. Is Jingping there? Will this be a nap?

Parked the car, he trot to the front of the house, opened the door gently, fortunately, there is no lock, is she not there?

Huang Jingping is really not at home, but her clothes are hanging on the balcony. In Feng Yiping's neatly packed room, there is another set of quilts on the bed and a set of familiar Feng Yiping on the sheets. Pajamas, she really is here. (To be continued...)