Rebirth of the 92 Business Tycoon

"You drive," Huang Jingping took Feng Yiping's hand and used her other hand to help stuff the suitcase into the trunk, but she didn't want to let it go.

"Think well, this is your car," Feng Yiping said with a smile. Her love for this car is so good that sometimes it makes him jealous.

"Just drive," Huang Jingping glared at him, and as soon as he got into the car, she tightly held his hand on the gearshift, "it was only two days, but in the end he stayed for almost a week."

Oh, it seems to have a big opinion on hearing this.

"I didn't expect so many things, but as long as Zhijie and Qiuling's affairs are done well, it will be worth it for me to stay a few more days, don't you think?" Such a simple child is easy to coax .

"Yes, the two of them are finally well now, don't need to be sneaky," Zhang Qiuling also called her when she wanted to come, "but, don't you know, without you now, I am a little scared to sleep alone at night,"

"Is it just scared?" Feng Yiping smiled with slanted eyes. "That's also simple. Just install a security system or keep a dog to watch the house."

Huang Jingping looked at him resentfully and didn't speak. Feng Yiping didn't hold on for a few seconds, and immediately defeated, "Good, good, two days later, two days, OK?"

At this time, the cell phone placed in the armrest storage box rang, "Hey, pick it up for me,"

When Huang Jingping picked it up, her expression was a little exciting, because the screen showed three big characters, "Zheng Jiayi".

Feng Yiping didn't care at all, "Hello old classmate!" This was the first time they contacted since Shenzhen.

"Boss Feng still remembers me, why didn't he inform me after staying in the provincial capital for a week?"

"Going back to the provincial capital means going home. It's a big fanfare. Besides, this week is really busy and I don't have time."

"Who said that time is like a sponge. There is always something to do with a squeeze?" Zheng Jiayi teased him, "It's okay, just tell you. Our school is also going to order your magazine."

"Thank you so much, next time I come back, I will make a special trip to thank you and invite you to a big meal,"

"No. When your hotel opens, just send me a card,"

"No problem, I must give you a gold card, but I am on the airport avenue now, it is not convenient to speak, will you contact me later?" Feng Yiping said, although he is frank, it is Huang Jingping who is helping him with his mobile phone. .

After hanging up the phone, Huang Jingping looked at him with a smile. He was embarrassed at all, with no guilty conscience, "What are you laughing at, classmate!"

After rebirth, Feng Yiping was actually equivalent to when he was in junior high school. He was only with his family during the Chinese New Year, so he still felt comfortable returning to his home. When he entered the house, he felt very comfortable.

As soon as she put down her luggage, she turned to press Huang Jingping on the sofa and kissed her. Huang Jingping also rarely cooperated today, but before Feng Yiping was about to make further moves, she ran into the kitchen with a smile.

"The quail is cooked. The pigeon soup is also simmered, and there are fried noodles, which will be ready soon."

Feng Yiping followed up with a smile, hugged Huang Jingping who was about to make fried noodles, and said in her ear. "I want to wash the dust first, then come to catch the wind, okay?"

"Then you go wash it, it's just time to eat after washing," Huang Jingping pretended to be a fool.

"I want you to help me find clothes and rub my back,"

"Hehe, no," Huang Jingping said no, she was pushed upstairs by Feng Yiping, very obedient. It seems that she really missed Feng Yiping these days.

Then, naturally the golden wind and jade dew met, and Wushan went down.

An hour later, Feng Yiping and Huang Jingping, who were finally sitting at the dining table, had a refreshing look and a ruddy complexion. "Eat more," Huang Jingping carefully removed the bones of the roasted quail, and spit the meat to Feng Yiping. On the plate.

Feng Yiping reached for his head and kissed her lips with a gas nozzle, humming happily, "It's still happy at home!"

"If you want to eat dishes that suit your taste, just find an aunt," Huang Jingping countered what he had just proposed to install a security system and raise a dog.

Feng Yiping rubbed her head, "Who can replace my Jingping?"

"It's good to know!" Huang Jingping listened, naturally very happy.

"Xiao Ling, still working overtime at the company? It's hard work! I'm your Yiping Obama, I brought you a lot of good things from my hometown, and I brought you home in the evening, so I consciously prepare dinner, I won't pick it. A half-meter-long Australian lobster, four or five South African abalones are fine," Feng Yiping, who had eaten enough, lay lazily on the sofa and called Jin Ling.

Huang Jingping, who didn’t eat much at noon, is humming you are Feng'er and I am Sha in the kitchen. After hearing Feng Yiping’s words, she ran over to answer the phone and sat comfortably in Feng Yiping’s arms. Sister, don't listen to his nonsense. Come here and eat at my house at night, ah, go to your house," she said to Feng Yiping while holding the phone, "Sister Jin wants us to go to her house at night,"

"I was going to inspect her house," Feng Yiping groped her waist irregularly with his hand.

Huang Jingping angrily knocked off his hand that caused the mischief, "Okay, let's come over at night, do you want me to bring anything? Well, see you tonight."

"Miss, I've made the phone call, let's go take a nap!" Feng Yiping, who had been working intensively in the provincial capital for a week just at the weekend, decided to give himself a vacation and was too lazy to go to the company today.

"Only nap?" Huang Jingping stared at him and said.

"Of course, pure sleep!" Feng Yiping responded seriously.

The two people hugging each other slept well this time. They were awakened by the alarm clock until Jin Wuxi Shen, and finally fell asleep, Huang Jingping, who slept lazily in Feng Yiping’s arms, "Really Comfortable!"

Then someone turned over and pressed him down, "Here is the time for friendly matches."

…………

Jin Ling wore an apron to open the door for them, very happy, "coming!" It is estimated that there will be no other people here except Feng Yiping and Huang Jingping.

"Do you want me to help?" Huang Jingping looked at the kitchen and asked, "No, you take care of yourself, it will be done right away."

Jin Ling's home still has a very distinctive feminine style, so most people are deceived by her appearance. This girl who looks cold and cold actually has a soft girlish heart.

Huang Jingping brought some of the souvenirs that Director Jin carefully selected to her daughter and walked into the kitchen. "Sister Jin, you really listened to him and bought lobster and abalone."

Feng Yiping looked at the door and found that the lobster was being cooked, Jin Ling was now slicing the abalone, and there was salmon marinating next to it, so obedient!

"I'll help you wash the asparagus," Huang Jingping was not really idle at this time.

Feng Yiping was so pure that he didn't want to mix things with the kitchen. He carried his hands to the study and the guest room. The layout was similar to last year, except that the guest room seemed unoccupied for a long time and the mattress was bare.

The dinner was very hearty. It was really Australian lobster. The lobster soup was used to make seafood noodles, fried salmon, and abalone was domestic. It was directly made into sashimi. A bottle of Feng Yiping did not recognize the brand. Red wine.

If the candles are lit, it is a very romantic candlelight dinner, but the number of people is not right.

"Received the minutes of the meeting. Last night we decided to speed up the establishment of the fund management center. In addition, sister Jin, I have discussed with Mr. Hong, if possible, I will open a branch or office there, and you will be required when this matter comes. Make up your mind," Feng Yiping briefed her on the work situation in the provincial capital these days.

"It is estimated that I will help you to supervise the publication, then am I still on vacation?" Jin Ling was a little dissatisfied.

"Blindly playing, how is it interesting? Besides ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I am thinking about you, OK? With your personality, you can do nothing without worry, just play like this for a month?" Feng Yiping's general manager Yes more.

"I take a vacation and I still care about the company's work. It is voluntary. You arrange it like this now and it is mandatory. How can the nature be the same?"

"Then tell me, do you want to ring the bell on the Nasdaq and the New York Stock Exchange as soon as possible?"

This question has caused Jin Ling's heart to go, how can he not think about it?

"But, how do I think you are like Wangmei quenching thirst?"

"How is it possible, I can guarantee that in the future we will be listed on the company, definitely not one, nor two, there are opportunities for you to ring the bell." Feng Yiping's words are very confusing.

However, Jin Ling was not dizzy by his words. While Huang Jingping was rushing to go to the kitchen for noodles, she stomped Feng Yiping viciously-luckily she was wearing slippers at home. Otherwise, there is enough, "Whose Oppa are you?"

Sure enough, it was a gentleman who took revenge. It was not too late for ten years. She and a villain like Huang Jingping took revenge from morning till night. (To be continued.)