Rebirth of the 92 Business Tycoon

Although there are other houses in Silicon Valley, the one that feels most at home is naturally the one I bought as soon as I arrived in the United States.

Because of Leticia’s responsibility and Huang Jingping’s good habit of keeping the house tidy, the house is as clean as the hotel room, but as soon as the car parked in the yard, he ran over to sell cute sweets, and the living room was filled with her daughter’s toys. On the side of the sofa, Huang Jingping saw half of the book... As soon as Feng Yiping came in, she felt inexplicably at ease.

He had just finished the shower and was blowing his hair when he heard the noise of a car downstairs, and quickly threw away the hair dryer and ran downstairs.

In the hall, I just ran into Amanda who yelled, "Where is Dad? Dad?"

"I am here," Feng Yiping laughed and hugged Amanda, "Do you miss me?"

"I thought about it, I thought about it," Amanda put her arms around Feng Yiping's neck tightly, her legs bounced happily.

"Dad, you went back this time, one or two..." She counted her fingers earnestly, but she couldn't figure it out afterwards, "You have been back for many days, I miss you very much, and my brother also misses you very much. Oh yeah, and mom,"

It seems that she and Vincent have met each other.

Knowing this, Feng Yiping was somewhat relieved.

"Dad, you smell so good,"

"Well, you smelly, are you playing crazy in the playground again today?"

"No!" Amanda said decisively immediately.

"Nothing," Huang Jingping said.

"Hey, mom is back," Huang Jingping in professional attire walked in with a big paper bag.

"Madam," Leticia followed quickly.

"Thank you Leticia, these are the ingredients prepared by the restaurant, oh yes, tonight, I will cook."

"Come here," Feng Yiping waved to her.

"Come here soon," Amanda did.

"What are you doing here? You have a father," Huang Jingping smiled and took Feng Yiping's hand. "I came back quite early, and I took a shower."

"Preparation is done ahead of time, it is always correct," Feng Yiping gave her a look you understand.

Huang Jingping gently beat him behind her back, "Um, Amanda, you should take a shower,"

"No, I want to play with Dad," the daughter put her arms around Feng Yiping and didn't let go.

"Be obedient, take a shower first. After the shower, there is time to play with Dad,"

"Amanda, go, let's take a bath, shall we?" Leticia said.

"I don't, when I come out, my parents are gone again,"

This little guy is really childish!

Huang Jingping blushed and glared at Feng Yiping, all to blame, but to see what you did!

Feng Yiping was a little helpless, yes, he always distracted the child as soon as he went home, but he never really opposed it once!

So, women!

"No, you are going to take a bath now. Mom and Dad are going to cook now and not going anywhere," Huang Jingping squatted down and assured her daughter.

"Yes," Feng Yiping said, also looking at his daughter's eyes.

"All right, Leticia, let's hurry up,"

"She must not be fast, and she has to play in the bathtub. So, should we make more reasonable use of this time?" Feng Yiping immediately looked eager to try her daughter away.

"No, I don't want my daughter to say that I'm not a big deal," Huang Jingping smiled and separated him, "I'm going to change clothes, don't follow me,"

"Huh? I'll call Amanda right now,"

Feng Yiping at the bottom of the stairs halted his steps, "I actually want to go up and dry my hair."

"I did it early, do I still use blowing?" Huang Jingping looked like I didn't know you yet, "Don't come up!"

"Then, okay," Feng Yiping looked like a child couldn't get his favorite toy, "Oh, I really miss the two-person world before!"

"Be careful to let your daughter hear," Huang Jingping smiled and ran into the bedroom with a gust of wind.

Feng Yiping let out a small sigh, he was retreating with advancement, he would really need to slow down-his daughter unintentionally helped out today.

After a while, Huang Jingping changed into a blue floral skirt and walked down, "This is good at changing clothes and getting dressed, don't worry, I'm here, I can't run away," Feng Yiping said with a smile.

"It's so beautiful for you," Huang Jingping gave her a blank look, handed him a rubber band, pulled up her hair, "Help me tie it up,"

"Well, miss it!" Feng Yiping took a deep breath on her neck.

"I don't know if it's true or not," Huang Jingping knocked off his strange hand, "You can go up now, I will cook first."

"Of course we did it together, eh? Wait,"

"what's happenin?"

"Let me see." Feng Yiping pulled her onto the sofa and sat down, holding up one of her feet, "is the shoes not fitting?"

This logically won't.

Huang Jingping's current shoes, although not all custom-made, there will be no problem with the size.

"You said this," Huang Jingping looked at the red marks on her feet, "I walked a few times in the restaurant today."

Man Tingfang is not young, and walking around in high heels is not easy.

Besides, she said a few laps, there may be eight or nine laps, no wonder the mark is so obvious.

"Opening up full Tingfang, it's not for you to kill yourself," Feng Yiping rubbed her feet with pity.

"This is fortune? How can we be so squeamish,"

Huang Jingping looked at this scene, somewhat deja vu.

That year, I went to Tsinghua Park with him for the first time. He was on the bench on the roadside, in front of so many people, squatting down to pinch his feet.

Over the past few years, some things have changed, but they don’t seem to have changed.

"I don't know who stipulated the etiquette. When you work, you must wear Gauguin shoes."

"Sir, not all companies are suitable for Silicon Valley companies," Huang Jingping said, "We are a service industry, so we naturally want to leave a good impression on our customers."

"I think this seems to be impossible to change," Feng Yiping thought. The United States is okay. Domestic companies, from hotels to convenience stores, to offices everywhere, are female employees who wear high heels to work all day. Not in the minority.

"You said, should we send a notice so that female employees don't have to wear high heels when they go to work?"

"No, it doesn't solve the problem," he said immediately.

"Yes, you know, employees who are not girls wear high heels are actually spontaneous. Many girls secretly wear high heels from their mothers or sisters when they are very young. When conditions are available, what they want to buy most must be High heels, not bags,"

"How do I feel, it seems that you all have a gene for abuse in your bones?"

"You really are a straight man of steel. Is this abuse? Is it good to love beauty? It is our nature to love beauty."

This is indeed the main reason why the majority of women know that wearing high heels is uncomfortable all day long, but they still wear them voluntarily, and they are getting higher and higher.

High heels resemble a man's beard, and are a sign of a woman's maturity.

The first benefit of wearing it is that it looks taller.

Then, high-heeled shoes will reduce their stride, because the center of gravity shifts back, the legs will be straightened accordingly, and the hips will be retracted, the chest will be straight, and the whole body will be more elegant and elegant...

That is more beautiful.

"Well, I haven't washed my feet. Are you trying to make an excuse for not cooking?" Although Huang Jingping enjoyed Feng Yiping's kneading, she was a little embarrassed.

"I can wash my hands," Feng Yiping squeezed her feet earnestly, "I think so, let them design a few small white shoes, and call on all our female employees to wear high heels for one day and small white shoes for one day."

"Look, this way, the burden on female employees is reduced..."

"I also promoted the little white shoes by the way, but do you match the suit with the little white shoes?" Huang Jingping said.

"I believe our design department will design small white shoes that are both beautiful and comfortable, and that will match the suit and skirt."

Feng Yiping thinks this is not a problem at all. After all, in the future, matching suits and sneakers will look pleasing to the eye.

"The suit is paired with a pair of white shoes, it also breaks the dullness and seriousness of professional wear, so that everyone can relax,"

"Or simply, let them redesign the suits, anyway, the designers on both sides have recruited a lot of them, just to try their skills,"

"How many girls do you want to like you," Huang Jingping said.

"No matter how weak the water is three thousand, I only take a scoop, it's enough for you," Feng Yiping hugged the rare Amanda who took a shower soon.

"Dad, what do you mean by this?"

"Daddy is showing you what a high-level sick sentence is," Huang Jingping said, "there is one in front, ‘you’ are multiple, OK?"

I'm also telling the truth, Feng Yiping said heartily.

"Go, mom will take you to see what's delicious tonight,"

…………

"Look, at the end, add a little more salt, hey, you can get it out of the pot!" It was the next night, Feng Yiping was on Ma Ling's side.

Vincent took the plate of shredded carrots fried by his father and walked cautiously towards the restaurant, "Mom, the vegetables are fried."

"My son is so good,"

"I think he is more obedient in front of you," Ma Ling seemed a little bit savory.

"That's because you are Yan mother and I am a loving father," Feng Yiping kissed her on the head, "Okay, let's start eating,"

There are six dishes and one soup on the table, which are also the raw materials prepared by Man Tingfang, but they are all the fruits of Feng Yiping.

"I like it," Vincent couldn't wait to try carrots and soft tofu.

"Eat slowly," Feng Yiping touched his son's head, "in the future, remember to love a girl and start by making good food for her."

"Puff," Ma Ling smiled, "Are you saying the opposite?"

"So, if he can do this, he will definitely be more popular," Feng Yiping said.

"Can you set an example for him?"

"Look, isn't this doing it right now? You try to see which dish you like and I will make it next time."

"All are pretty good," Ma Ling asked. "How long are you going to stay here this time?"

"Listen to the reports of various companies and see some people. They will have to return to China in the last ten days at the latest, at most, half a month."

"Dad, we are on vacation soon," Vincent said immediately.

"Well, you can visit me with mom then,"

"Oh," the little guy looked disappointed.

"Okay, Dad teased you, then you will still be with your sister. Will you go back to China with me?"

"Yeah, great!"

Ma Ling glanced at Feng Yiping.

"No problem," Feng Yiping said.

It's just that in China, he definitely can't take them out often~www.wuxiaspot.com~ His popularity in China is much higher than that in the United States. It can be said that the domestic people rarely know him.

"Including the next, I will stay in China most of the time this year,"

"A lot of work?"

"There is a lot of work, but the most important thing is that I think this year, for China's Internet industry, should be a very important year, and it is not easy for me to be absent," Feng Yiping said.

"Will a video site like ours appear in China?" Ma Ling asked immediately.

"There should be," Feng Yiping said.

He doesn't know when the domestic video websites are online, but he believes that at the domestic speed, there should be many teams preparing to copy YouTube.

"Then us?"

"I have made a lot of arrangements," Feng Yiping said. "We are also discussing about YouTube's entry into China."

When video websites enter the country, there are indeed too many aspects that need to be coordinated, and the competent authority is very cautious.

Of course, Feng Yiping is not worried about this aspect. With his previous arrangements, he bought so many online copyrights of film and television dramas at low prices. The more domestic video sites, the higher his income.

Moreover, I think there will be a video team, willing to accept his investment.

Therefore, in this respect, there are problems, but they are not without solutions.

"Dad, I'm finished, let's go to pitch a tent," Vincentra begged Feng Yiping with his hand.

Tonight, they had already agreed and slept in the tent on the balcony.

"Okay," not only did Feng Yiping finished eating, but Ma Ling also finished eating.

My son is anxious to experience the fun of camping, and his parents are also anxious to experience other fun.

This will be a very fun night.