Rebirth of the 92 Business Tycoon

?What's going on? Are they also gathering? A smile appeared on Malika's face, and she walked in doubtfully.

　　 The atmosphere in the living room is very relaxed, with laughter, but the people are still those in the afternoon, oh, there is another girl, but just looking at it, Malika can see that the girl should be Feng Yiping's subordinate.

　　 "Feng, Jin, Fang, hello everyone, so happy," Malika walked over with a smile, sitting across from Feng Yiping.

　　 Jin Ling holding a red wine glass, watching Malika change into a little black dress, her complexion is a little bit wonderful, this is their natural advantage in this profession, they can change their looks frequently.

　　 You know, man, he just likes freshness.

　　 "How is it, is it going well?" Feng Yiping asked.

　　 "It went well," Malika said, "The Chinese media are very enthusiastic and they are very enthusiastic to me,"

　　 At this point, she leaned forward. The material of her little dress seemed to be quite good, and the two groups obviously had a downward movement with her movements, and they came back well, that is, they jumped a little, which was quite eye-catching.

　　 Jin Ling looked at and rolled his eyes towards the ceiling.

　　 Feng Yiping's eyes closed immediately, "What's wrong?"

　　 "I have a guess,"

"Oh,"

"At today's finale banquet, from the media to the producers, all respected me very much. I mean, higher standards of respect than before. Even in comparison, my treatment today is better than that of Miss Jin. "

　　 "This is a good thing," Feng Yiping said.

"But it may be because of you. I'm sorry, Feng. When I called you downstairs today, the receptionist was also there. I think they should have guessed that my phone number was for you. "

　　 "I'm sorry, I was very anxious to contact you at the time, I am very worried now that this will have a bad effect on you,"

　　 Jin Ling rolled his eyes again. Now that he knew the consequences, why didn't he avoid it? I'm afraid you are anxious to see related scandals in the newspaper.

　　 "That's it," Feng Yiping thought for a moment, "No problem, don't worry, there will be no impact,"

　　 Mythology movie, he has the impression that the underground palace floating in the cave is an amazing design, and the theme song is also good.

　　 Jackie Chan’s late film, he is generally the boss, and Cheng is also an old-school man, who pays attention to the rules of the world, and should not use the hype about Marika’s relationship with him to promote his films.

　　 At least it wouldn't be to use oneself without saying hello. The current self is really not just a company that can use it.

　　 They should also know that they hate the entertainment version.

　　 But, this is also a favor.

　　 "Wu Qian, tell Chen Tao,"

　　 This favor is used, sometimes it is an opportunity.

　　 "Will it really affect it?" Malika still looked a little worried.

　　 "No," Feng Yiping waved his hand, "I shouldn't have enough to eat, let’s go, let’s have a supper,"

　　 "Yes, it's already ready, authentic Indian flavor," Jin Ling winked at Feng Yiping.

　　 It’s all curry, can it be authentic?

　　 "Wow, thank you, thank you," Malika looked at the big table of curry dishes, her eyes brightened.

　　 "Because of the taste, our curry here is actually Japanese style, you see if it suits the taste," Feng Yiping explained.

　　 The difference between Japanese and Indian is that one is not too spicy and the other is very spicy.

　　Indian people, the reason why they drank the unclean water, including the Ganges water, was not like Feng Yiping and others. It is said that the spicy Indian curry was also very useful.

　　 "I like it very much, thank you," Malika thought it was specially prepared by Feng Yiping.

　　 The honest and loyal Feng Yiping felt a little sad, "Tomorrow night, we have a celebration party, do you want to attend? I think for my colleagues, your participation is a very big surprise."

"I am very honored,"

　　 Fang Yingzhi had different opinions on Feng Yiping's words for the first time, "My colleague", can he not represent me at this time?

　　…………

　　 On the morning of the 3rd, Jin Ling's first thing was to book a service from a styling agency. Looking at the neat and fitting suit on her body, she even thought, do I need a styling team of my own?

　　 It seems that it is necessary to start from the image of the company.

　　 I have to mention it to him in the evening, hum, big deal, I pay for it myself.

　　 God knows how many entertainment circles will stick to it in the future, but they can’t let them be more beautiful.

　　 At 5:30 in the afternoon, Jin Ling walked out of the office carrying a bag, and dropped a sentence to the assistants, "Get off work," and hurriedly left the office with Fang Yingzhi.

　　 The assistants didn’t believe their ears or eyes for a while, leaving get off work on time? Could it be that the sun is still east?

　　 I'm sorry, this is really the first time all of them get off work on time after joining.

　　 They would never think that the reason for this is neither because of yesterday's impressive results nor because of the hard work of Jin always, but because of an Indian female star.

　　 At 7 o'clock, Jin Ling and Fang Yingzhi, dressed up like never before, sat in Maybach and rushed toward the company with confidence and fighting spirit.

　　 Isn’t it just sturdy, as if someone wouldn’t.

　　 Fang Yingzhi, who had a bad encounter a while ago, can't let go of it now. She raised the collar of her dress up, "Mr. Kim, in fact, Yiping and Malika should be fine."

　　 She thought about it all night yesterday, and later realized that Malika mentioned that they were in the hotel, it must not be the result she imagined, most of it was just a courtesy visit.

　　 "I don't have it now, it doesn't mean that I won't have it in the future," Jin Ling remembered the Ma Ling mentioned by Feng Yiping, but it was the night of the meeting... Humph, he really did like the locals.

　　 With such a history, Jin Ling has always maintained a high degree of vigilance for these foreign beauties, and he really doesn't believe in Feng Yiping's integrity when he was alone abroad.

　　 "Just not, we must take it seriously," she said, looking at the Oriental Pearl Tower next to her.

　　 is such a jewel, what's wrong with it?

　　 Us? Fang Yingzhi was surprised and delighted.

　　 Kim always knows what I think? She also recognized me?

　　 Just as she happily figured out the meaning of Jin Ling's words, Jin Ling received a call and immediately changed his face, "What?"

　　 "What's wrong with Mr. Jin?" Fang Yingzhi will pay more attention to Jin Ling and her boss than before. This is the tacit consent of her own careful thinking, and does it mean to be on an equal footing with her and be consistent with the outside world?

　　"Wu Qian said, Jingping is back, and just arrived," Jin Ling held the phone and was somewhat silent, "Hehe," she stroked her hair back and laughed.

　　 "Such a coincidence?" Fang Yingzhi was also dumbfounded.

　　 Yes, it took such a lot of time and effort, and the result was that people arrived, but it was a pity to prepare.

　　 She looked at the grand dress of herself and Jin Ling. It would be really embarrassing to see Jingping like this.

　　 "Turn around and go back," Jin Ling said to Wenhua who was driving.

Ugh!

　　 At 8 o'clock, Malika, who changed into a white dress, once again walked into the suite on the top floor. This time it sounded even more lively.

At first glance, there are indeed a lot of people, there are males and females. Malika can see at a glance that the three of yesterday are all there, and there is one more among them, and that one seems to be a bit contradictory~www.wuxiaspot .com~ How do you say, she seems to be a girl with a young woman's style, looks noble, graceful and generous.

　　 The girl is talking to the sharp-spoken manager Jin, with a pair of smiling eyes, looking at the court.

The one in the middle of the field with his back to the door is also the absolute protagonist in the field. Everyone is the focus of attention, so naturally it should be Feng Yiping.

　　 It’s just that, about two or three years old, with big eyes, and cute. She looked at him inexplicably and felt that some kind little girl was resting on his shoulder, sleepy eyes, not knowing if she was not awake or too sleepy.

　　 After a few more glances, Malika couldn't help but stay for a while, because the little girl was obviously facing Feng Yiping who was holding her, very moist, hugging his neck tightly.

　　 Soon after, Malika understood why she looked at the little girl and felt a little inexplicably kind, because at closer look, the little girl's eyebrows were a bit similar to Feng Yiping.

How is this going?

　　 Mallika, who rushed in happily, had the urge to withdraw and go downstairs.