Rebirth of the 92 Business Tycoon

When the phone rang, Feng Yiping discovered that the sky was already dark, and the silver moonlight replaced the sun, flooding the world.

The office buildings in the park are still brightly lit. This is the daily routine of the nextdoor park at night and the daily routine of the entire Silicon Valley.

Of course, there are still many people who are reluctant to live up to this watery moonlight. In this romantic night, there are obviously more people staying downstairs on the lawn, benches, swings... than usual.

A sweet and sour taste came from the tip of his nose, which came from the leftovers of a plate of salad he had eaten before. There were three mooncakes on the plate next to him. One of them was bitten by him, revealing the filling with rock sugar.

This is his dinner tonight.

"Hey," Meyer's voice came from over there, "I just want to ask, how late is it when you mean'late'?"

"Sorry, I have accumulated too much work. I am still in the office. I think I have to live here tonight."

He really didn't want to go back to that deserted home.

Especially when thinking of the few people who killed in Los Angeles today, which bar or nightclub are at this time.

He also didn't want to go to Mayer, after all, the four of them are in the United States.

"I also have a lot of work, but I went to the beauty salon on purpose this afternoon and rushed home at 6 o'clock in the evening. Now, I have re-lighted the candles on the table twice," Meyer said. So, are you not coming?"

"So good, in an hour, I will go to the bar downstairs, I think, in less than ten minutes, I should be able to bring a person up to enjoy my carefully prepared dinner," she paused, "and, I,"

Listening to the hung up call over there, Feng Yiping really had no choice.

He believes that there are certain things that this person can do.

However, he can also understand.

After all, I haven't seen each other for so long, and on this night when Huang Jingping and Ma Ling are not in Silicon Valley, neither can go to her. She will inevitably have opinions.

…………

"Boss, are you going home?"

"San Francisco,"

"Oh," Owen understood immediately.

"Also, remember to find a flower shop to buy a bunch of flowers,"

When you are angry, you have to coax, this is what a low-powered man wants.

"Okay," Owen replied, watching Feng Yiping close his eyes in the back seat, and his car became more stable.

However, Feng Yiping immediately said, "Hurry up and try to be there within 40 minutes."

The speed obviously increased, but Feng Yiping still fell asleep.

When he woke up, he was already in the garage, and there was already a big bunch of red roses beside him.

After knocking on the door three times, it still didn't open. Feng Yiping looked at his watch, right?

Just as he was about to let Owen take a look at the bar downstairs, the door opened and Meyer was holding a glass of wine, pointing to the watch on his wrist and saying, "Look, it's been 5 minutes."

"Give it to you," Feng Yiping smiled and handed her the bouquet of flowers. "We ran to two flower shops, so we lost a little time,"

"It's really hard to find a flower shop that doesn't even have roses," Meyer sniffed on the bouquet.

Feng Yiping suddenly felt deeply that certain aspects of his abilities needed to be further improved.

"You are so beautiful today," he said.

Mayer is really beautiful today.

The blond hair is shoulder-length, and it is still two to eight points, the roots are straight, obviously just pulled, very neat.

The lip gloss is a bit heavy and a bit more seductive.

But the most inconvenient thing is what she is wearing today.

A small silver suit with a sense of science fiction, with a short skirt of the same style.

It may be that these materials are very expensive, so the materials used are extremely low.

Seeing the big v-neck of the small suit, you can't help but want to figure out a question. Are there any other clothes in it?

As for the short skirt, Feng Yiping was very suspicious. When he sat down, its skirt was probably just reaching the stool.

Such a cold color, such a design, with a blonde red dress, the effect is only two words, "Charm,"

"This," said Mayer, who had walked to the window, pretending to be disinclined, "I prepared it for going to the bar."

Endless return.

Feng Yiping leaned over, "Then why don't you go?"

"Aren't you just about to go out, ah," after a short scream, there was a "clang", it was the wine glass in her hand that fell to the ground, "Don't,"

But after a little resistance, she couldn't help but put her arms around Feng Yiping's neck with her backhand, "No, no, don't be here,"

Feng Yiping didn't speak, although he actually had time to speak.

What about here? This is the benefit of the top floor.

Meyer said again, "...clothes...,"

Feng Yiping believes that clothes can be roughly divided into two categories.

One is put on to take it off, the other is not.

The suit that Mayer wore today is the latter one, so this is good.

Meyer followed and said, "Ah, Bing,"

This is the night in San Francisco, the window glass is really not warm.

But after a while, she felt that the glass was heating up again...

As a result, neither of them had a serious meal at night, but instead took a bath first.

…………

After taking a shower and wearing pajamas, Meyer rose, all the thorns on the handle were gone, only the delicate flowers were left.

This made Feng Yiping deeply understand a truth, any time, action, action, or action, that is the most effective.

Meyer watched him gobbling down, and carefully peeled the crab meat out of him, "I was so physically exhausted just now? No,"

"I ate a salad tonight," Feng Yiping said.

"Why, no appetite? Did you encounter any problems? I saw you and the two of them have a meeting so solemnly,"

"No," Feng Yiping shook his head, "Just thinking about their big purchase in Los Angeles today, I really can't bear to spend money on dinner,"

"Puff," Meyer laughed, but his face became stern, "So, I just sent a bunch of roses?"

"Don't you like crystals, wrap it on me, and I will make this house full of crystals," Feng Yiping said proudly.

"Don't," Meyer said, "I have placed an order with an artist I like and asked him to customize a batch according to my requirements."

"I said, you didn't know that I had done this, so you said that."

"Please, how would I know, who do you consider me?" Feng Yiping opened his eyes wide, his face was innocent.

"Yes, how could you care about me?" Meyer's energy seemed to come up again.

Feng Yiping did not speak, he was eating oysters seriously.

She looks like this, it means that she has not done enough just now, so, after filling up the energy, she continues to act.

"Ah, open your mouth," Mayer forks a fork of crab meat and feeds it into his mouth. "Do you know what I like best about you?"

"Because I am handsome~www.wuxiaspot.com~ because of my good figure, but also because of my good mind, my humor, my talent...,"

"No, no, no," Meyer shook his index finger, "I just think you are childish from time to time."

"Boy? How am I listening, it's not like complimenting me?" This was really an answer that was far beyond his expectations.

"What about you, sometimes, mature like my dad,"

This doesn’t seem like a good thing either, "I’m really not that mature,"

"But many times, he is as simple as a silly child who hasn't been deeply involved in the world, as transparent as a crystal," Meyer sat next to Feng Yiping, holding his face, and looked at him for a while. It seems that Feng Yiping's head is really transparent, she can see inside.

"So I feel that I must grab your rare childishness before being infested by life, and something will happen to you sooner,"

"Can I interpret what you said like this? The most attractive thing about me is the side of me that looks a little stupid?" Feng Yiping said.

"That's right, I like your silly cute and distressing side," Mayer wanted to kiss him on the face, but Feng Yiping firmly blocked it.

"I think it is necessary for us to discuss this issue carefully. Have I ever been stupid in my body? This is slander, the slander of Chi Guoguo,"

"But there is a word, you use it right, it's transparent, because it's a way of doing things in the world, so I often talk and do things with my own mind. That is a more advanced maturity, understand?

Meyer smiled and looked at him, "Yes, I like you so cute,"

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