A master of national style who starts from yearning

“Okay.” Jiang Feng also didn’t want to entangle with Wang Zhengyu on this topic anymore, and said his intentions, “The phone will be returned to me for a while, I will make a call.” ”

“To whom?” Wang Zhengyu asked while rummaging through the safe deposit box.

“Give it to my dad.” Jiang Feng explained: “Zhou Xuan said that he would set up a studio for me and let me send some belongings over. ”

“Then you are fighting here, come out quickly after the fight, and the audience is waiting to see you being beaten.” Wang Zhengyu handed the mobile phone to Jiang Feng, got up and walked out the door.

Jiang Feng took his mobile phone and dialed it.

“Hey, son, why did you remember to call us.” A loud voice came from the other end of the phone, it was really Jiang Feng’s father, Jiang Wencheng.

Jiang Feng ignored his father’s ridicule, and said directly: “There is something to find you, I got a company, and I want to borrow a financial officer from you.” ”

“Company? You mean got a company? Lao Jiang was obviously very surprised on the other end of the phone, it was like seeing the west side come out.

Lao Jiang knew his son too well, and he was not interested in his own business.

In the small mountain village of my hometown, I spent two years, tinkering every day with the little craftsmanship I inherited from the old man.

Now he actually said that he opened a company, which is really new.

Jiang Feng knew that he must have this reaction, and slowly explained helplessly.

When Jiang Feng spoke, a shout suddenly came from the other side of the phone, which scared Jiang Feng and almost threw the phone away.

“Wife, come quickly, your son said he became a star!”

“Star? Finally a scout found my son? Jiang Feng’s mother’s voice also came

“Haha, I said it before, my son is so handsome, it’s a pity not to be a star, now it’s not a hit.”

“Hehe, that’s not a loss of my genes.”

“It’s obviously my natural beauty, you give the old lady a roll.”

……

Listening to the argument on the other end of the phone that had begun to go off topic, Jiang Feng helplessly reminded the phone: “I haven’t hung up yet.” ”

“Oooh, yes, yes, I forgot about you.” Jiang Wencheng thought for a while and asked, “You just said that you want someone who can manage finances, right?” ”

“Yes.” For his two personalities to break away from his parents, Jiang Feng really has no way.

“I know, don’t worry, I will definitely help you arrange it.” Jiang Wencheng agreed on the other end of the phone.

Hearing him agree, Jiang Feng was relieved, although Lao Jiang’s personality was a little jumpy, he still did things reliably.

After chatting with the two of them a few more times, Jiang Feng hung up the phone.

After dealing with this, Jiang Feng took the microphone from the hands of the staff and prepared to meet Xiaoju and them.

“Brother Jiang Feng, you came just right.” As soon as Sister Zifeng saw him, she pasted it, “I’m just about to go find you.” ”

“Why are you looking for me?” Jiang Feng walked over and asked.

“Dangdangdang, see what this is?” Sister Zifeng asked with a bunch of purple fruits in her hand.

“Mulberries?” Jiang Feng said with some surprise: “I’ll taste it.” ”

Mulberry is the fruit tree of the mulberry tree, also called mulberry fruit, mulberry date, is a common fruit in the countryside, and is also popular with men, women and children.

Jiang Feng unscrewed one from her hand and threw it into her mouth, and the sweet and slightly sour water instantly burst.

“Wow, that’s so sweet.” Jiang Feng’s face was full of enjoyment and asked, “How much did you pick?” ”

“Well, I just didn’t pick much.” Sister Zifeng made a bitter face, “That mulberry tree is too high, we don’t dare to climb it…”

“So, you ran back to me?” Jiang Feng flicked her little brain melon and scolded with a smile: “Together I am your tool person, right?” ”

“Hehe, of course not.” Sister Zifeng shook Jiang Feng’s arm and said coquettishly: “Look, didn’t I bring you back the mulberry fruit, we didn’t pick much in total.” ”

“Really didn’t pick much?” Jiang Feng looked at her slightly purple lips and asked mockingly.

This mulberry fruit is good in everything, that is, if you eat too much, it will dye people’s lips purple.

“Of course it’s true.” Sister Zifeng clenched her fingers and said hesitantly: “There are only five or six strings in total…, at most seven or eight strings.” ”

“I’m afraid you’re talking about you alone, look at your mouth, it’s all purple.” Jiang Feng teased, “The first time I saw you just now, I thought you were poisoned.” ”

“Aaaaa It’s true? Sister Zifeng was startled, and hurriedly took out a small makeup box from her pocket.

Looking at the small mirror above, aren’t your lips really purple?

“Oh, why did Zicheng look like this?” Sister Zifeng exclaimed.

“I ate too much, it’s okay, I’ll disappear tomorrow.” Jiang Feng rubbed her little brain melon and forced to ask, “Honestly, how much have you picked up.” ”

“Really, I really didn’t pick much…” Sister Zifeng made a bitter face, “I have already eaten up, Sister Xiaoju asked me to come back to you, saying that I would pick some more and make juice.” ”

I heard that Xiaoju and they were still picking under the mulberry tree, and Jiang Feng asked Sister Zifeng to take him over.

These girls are all reckless, and he is really a little uneasy.