Rebirth of the 92 Business Tycoon

"Ding Ding Dong, Ding Ding Dong," the cheerful tune rang, but in this warm and quiet morning, this kind of music did not bring people happiness.

Huang Jingping sat up from the bed with a "brush" and looked at the dark room blankly, always feeling that something was wrong.

Why can't I see a trace of light on the curtains? Is the weather particularly bad today?

"Yiping," she touched to the side casually, "get up,"

By the way, the biggest mistake was that in the morning with him, I couldn't hear the alarm at all. Most of it was when he came back from running to wake up.

And in the morning, Jomo also set the alarm clock, but he never quarreled himself like this.

Throwing your hand from the quilt without touching any obstacles, have you gotten up? Why did you forget to turn off the alarm clock?

She looked at the alarm clock that was still ringing again. No, why was it only half past five?

"Yiping," she put on her pajamas, rubbed her eyes and walked out of the bedroom, seeing the light from the cloakroom.

"Get up," Feng Yiping, who was also wearing pajamas, walked out with a smile, "Hurry up and get ready to wash. Within an hour, we are going to the airport."

"Where to go?" Huang Jingping was a little dazed again, haven't there been no arrangements recently?

"Our next stop is Paris, my dear,"

"Paris?" Huang Jingping stunned, followed by ecstasy, hugging Feng Yiping happily, "When did you arrange it?"

"Forget it, it seems that one day a forehead was fixed,"

"Well, then I'm happy too," Huang Jingping quickly went in and took a look. "The luggage is all packed, and it's rare for you to work hard."

"Okay, okay, hurry up and do your business," Feng Yiping slapped her ass, "I'll coax our little princess."

"Okay," Huang Jingping happily ran into the bathroom, humming a little song while brushing her teeth.

She is indeed happy.

Naturally, Feng Yiping hadn't forgotten once on Valentine's Day in the past—presumably he had forgotten about work or the secretary reminded him.

So flowers, gifts, they have never been less, and I may not go out to eat at night, but I have dinner together that day, that’s for sure.

It was the first time to celebrate this festival so grandly today.

But wait, grand?

It seems that I have seen it in a book, the holiday arrangement that suddenly became grand, or the gift that was raised up all at once, it is very likely that he is making up for it because of guilt.

Are you guilty?

Zhang Yan? Although I will inevitably feel a little sour in my heart, it is not unacceptable. In fact, I should feel guilty.

Besides, he has been by his side recently, at best sending flowers there, no big deal.

Next, what she saw that night naturally appeared in her mind. Jin Ling hugged him and sat on the bed and cried and said, "I am not young anymore,"

Wait, why would I describe it like this, "Jin Ling is sitting on the bed holding him?"

Why isn't he sitting on the bed holding Jin Ling?

Am I subconsciously justifying him?

Could it be that after that, he and Jin Ling...? There really is time and opportunity.

"Mom," Feng Yiping walked in with his dressed daughter, "Dad said today is a day of love, and he wants to take us to a very beautiful place, right?"

Feng Yiping squeezed her face, "Remember Dad's words, before the age of 18, except for Dad, oh, and your younger brother, they will not go out with other men on this day."

"I'm the most obedient," said Amanda, who still didn't understand the meaning.

"Okay, come, let's brush our teeth,"

Seeing this scene in front of her, and seeing Feng Yiping's gentle eyes from time to time, Huang Jingping decided not to struggle anymore.

This is my best time, and this is his best time, so just embrace such a good time with joy!

…………

Zhang Yan also woke up in his dormitory in Sanya when Gulfstream took off.

But she doesn't want to get up. Can she take sick leave willfully today? Presumably, some colleagues would be happy to change shifts on such a day, so that they would not have to go to work tomorrow with the flowers they received today, and pretend to talk about the gifts they received today.

There are many female colleagues who are looking forward to what kind of surprises they will encounter today, but she can only pretend not to care.

But no, you can’t take sick leave. If you don’t receive a gift, you won’t receive a gift. What's the big deal.

She slowly got up from the bed. As soon as she opened the door, she saw Xiao Li, who was in the same room, coming out of the bathroom refreshed and greeted her happily, "Morning!"

"Morning," Zhang Yan answered with a smile, the makeup has been applied?

Xiaoli takes a shift today. In the past, she would definitely not sleep until noon.

Oh, yes, today is Valentine's Day.

This **** holiday!

Zhang Yan suddenly felt sad again, and didn't even want to wash his face.

The procrastination in the morning resulted in the turmoil on the way to work. When I saw the door of the hotel, there were only less than five minutes left to handover.

This is the latest in her history.

Although time is in a hurry, she still pays attention to the demeanor of the colleagues welcoming guests at the door. They are still so enthusiastic and confident.

She couldn't help being disappointed, why didn't she have the hidden tension?

For today, she didn't have any expectations. Since yesterday, she has been looking forward to it. Maybe he will fly over in the next moment?

When she went out today, she also had the idea of ​​what to do. Maybe, when she tossed and turned last night, he had arrived at night.

Not for anything else, just as he said he was afraid of the cold, and this, this would be the warmest place in the country.

However, he definitely did not come, otherwise his colleagues would not be in this state.

She felt that today's partner Chen Fang was extremely efficient. It took almost half of the usual time to complete all the preparations, and no longer took advantage of the small number of people in the morning to quietly read the newspaper on the workbench.

Instead, he looked at the door with enthusiasm and expectation, still holding the phone tightly in his hand.

"Zhang Yan," Liu Yuanyuan, the lobby manager, waved to her.

"manager,"

"I haven't eaten yet, I will give you ten minutes while it is not busy."

"Thank you," Zhang Yan is not polite, maybe because he is a fellow, since he was transferred here, the lobby manager has been taking good care of him.

"Go ahead," Liu Yuanyuan said with a smile.

Looking at Zhang Yan's back, the envy in Liu Yuanyuan's eyes flashed away.

She took great care of Zhang Yan, but it was really not what Zhang Yan thought, because it was because of the fellow.

She can be said to be one of the people in the company who follow Feng Yiping very much. Some of the actions from Feng Yiping came here, she confirmed very clearly and unmistakably, that Feng Yiping seems to be a little bit beyond that the father is the little sister of an executive of the decoration company General concern.

Other colleagues may know that Feng Yiping already has a girlfriend, or are unwilling to think about it, but the careful Liu Yuanyuan can be sure that Feng Yiping’s concern for Zhang Yan is not the same as that of his fellow sisters. My uncle's good friend's daughter's concern is so simple.

Speaking of it, when Feng Yiping was still in elementary school, there were ten or twenty days a year, at least every day he would see him, but now when he sees himself, he just smiles.

Most of this still depends on the reason that his uncle and aunt are neighbors.

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Because it was dining during working hours, Zhang Yan found a corner spot very low-key, but she was unambiguous to eat. Bread, fried eggs, and orange juice were just appetizers today. Seafood salad and Yangzhou fried rice were the staple foods and desserts after the meal. She ate three kinds of fruit-flavored pudding.

When you are in a bad mood, is it possible that you can't refresh your stomach?

She was in a good mood because she had eaten sweets. Just stepping into the lobby, her short-lived good mood just disappeared.

A man with slickly combed hair and well-dressed looking successful, standing at the front desk, handed Chen Fang a large bouquet of red roses.

And this will shyly bow his head, and become a shy water lotus-shaped Chen Fang beside him, there is already a large bouquet of roses and a gift box with exquisite packaging.

Please, it's less than 8:30, okay, you already received two bundles?

She deliberately slowed down and waited until the man who seemed to have a little demeanor left before she returned to work.

At this time, several girls, not knowing where they came from, gathered around, "Chen Fang, I have received two bunches so early, are you going to blossom shop today?"

"I'll count, how many flowers are in this bunch, 1, 2..., 21,"

"The most sincere love," someone immediately said its meaning.

"Chen Fang, this is really beautiful," Zhang Yan also said.

"You don't know, it's really annoying. He is just a friend I usually contact. I don't know why he suddenly gave me flowers today," Chen Fang said.

"This shows that our Chen Fang is very charming," someone said immediately.

"Haha," several people were laughing, but, I'm afraid that more than one is a bit astringent.

A similar scenario climaxed after 9 o'clock.

The hotel is a place where there are many girls, but the girls who work in five-star hotels are naturally good-looking. Coupled with the good treatment of Jiasheng, that is something the people of the whole country know. They have many suitors. That is also normal.

By 9:30, Chen Fang had already placed five bunches of flowers in front of him, but it was not her who received the most flowers so far, but the lobby manager Liu Yuanyuan. She had already received eight bunches.

Two of them were sent by customers who have stayed here.

However, Liu Yuanyuan was not the one who received the most flowers. A girl from the financial department received 108 flowers today!

Just now, in the hotel lobby, her boyfriend successfully proposed to her.

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After ten o'clock, the number of guests gradually increased. Many of them reserved seats in the hotel's western restaurant and opened their suites.

Seeing that Chen Fang was still a little out of state, Zhang Yan took the initiative to take on all the work, "Hello, this is your room card, and there is a gift box specially made for you by our hotel on the balcony. I wish you a happy holiday." After finishing all the work, she handed her room card to a couple who had booked a luxurious sea-view suite.

But at this moment, even the gentleman had no time to pick up the key she handed over. Together with his girlfriend, he looked at the door in surprise.

People entering and leaving the hotel, including guests and staff, whether men or women, can't help but stop and watch. At the gate, a few flower-delivery brothers filed in.

The first one is holding only a big bunch of orange tulips in his hand, the middle one is holding a big white tulip, and the one behind ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is also covered by flowers. Holding a big bunch of red roses.

The three little brothers walked all the way, really dazzling like stars on the red carpet.

Seeing them walking towards the front desk, among the couple who had already checked in, the girl shyly hugged the man's arm and acted like a coquettish, with infinite heat in her eyes.

But the gentleman spread out his hands blankly. The originally happy girl was a little upset. She threw off her male partner's hand and walked toward the side angrily, but she didn't get to the elevator. Waiting and watching, she wanted to know who was so lucky?

At this time, Chen Fang's heartbeat, who was standing behind the front desk, was beating fast. Is this for me again?

Even if there is only one bunch.

If it is, then I hope it will be the last, the largest bunch.

Zhang Yan didn't have any thoughts, and I didn't know that it was for the three sisters again.

The guy holding the tulip had already walked to the front of the stage. Before Zhang Yan could speak, he asked directly, "Is it Ms. Zhang Yan? This is a flower for you. Please sign for it."

"Mine?" Zhang Yan was a little dazed.

"Yes," the little brother looked at her and said affirmatively, "We have seen your photo, you can also verify your mobile number,"

Chen Fang looked at the bunch of tulips. They were pretty and probably not cheap. They seemed to be more than 30. However, compared with mine, they were still far behind.

She took the initiative to meet the two behind, and asked a little proudly, "Excuse me, these two."

Come on, surprise me!

"These two bunches are also Ms. Zhang Yan's." The florist who put down the tulips helped his companion carefully put down the flowers on his hands. "Please sign for them together,"

"Wow!" As if rehearsing, uniformly exclaimed voices sounded around.