The Richest Man Yang Fei

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The whole lunch was spent in warmth, romance and fantasy.

Yang Fei, a tall, rich and handsome man, speaks softly and pleasantly, and he can also make women happy!

Song Xiaolan has lived for more than twenty years, and this is the first time she has lived so comfortably and comfortably.

Not only was there good food and wine, there was also a large band playing live symphony.

Song Xiaolan had studied abroad, so she could naturally tell the quality of the music.

The cheerful music reminded Song Xiaolan of a poem she had once read, which was "Little Song" by the German poet Heine:

A girl with endless happiness,

How beautiful and innocent,

…

those sweet eyes

Shining like the moon;

That rosy face

Revealing the red light of the rose.

…

I feel like a little deer bumping into my heart,

That might be a kind of love.

Yang Fei really understands women’s hearts so well!

It only took a luxurious feast to successfully conquer Song Xiaolan's heart.

However, it wasn't until Yang Fei sent her back to the company door that Song Xiaolan suddenly realized: Did he have something to do with me?

However, from beginning to end, Yang Fei didn't talk about anything.

It was as if he just wanted to treat her to a meal that she would never forget! Throughout the afternoon, she was sometimes in high spirits, as if she had the whole world in her hands; sometimes she was in low spirits, as if she had lost the world.

Her absent-minded appearance finally caught the attention of her boss, Wendi Zhang.

When she mistakenly sent a document into the office, Wendi Zhang glanced at her, and then slammed the document on the table hard.

The clear and dull sound brought Song Xiaolan back to reality from fantasy.

"Mr. Zhang!" Song Xiaolan shouted quickly, but she didn't know what she had done wrong.

Zhang Wendi pointed at the messy documents on the desktop: "What's wrong? Look what this is!"

Song Xiaolan sighed.

Zhang Wendi said: "I asked for last quarter's operating report! Did you get kicked in the head?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang, I'll get it right now."

Song Xiaolan quickly bent down, packed up the documents on the table, and ran out in a hurry.

A minute later, she hurried over again and placed a new document on Wendi Zhang's desk.

In the minute she left, Wendi Zhang answered the phone.

Song Xiaolan saw him talking on the phone and wanted to leave without saying a word.

"Song Xiaolan!" Zhang Wendi suddenly called her.

Song Xiaolan noticed that the boss called her name!

She was recruited by Wendi Zhang himself. When she first joined the company, Wendi Zhang called her Song Xiaolan, but a month later, he affectionately called her Xiaolan.

Song Xiaolan had also noticed the change of this title, and had sensed the huge meaning behind it, but she pretended to be deaf-mute, confused, and confused, and did not develop a deeper friendship or other relationship with Wendi Zhang.

As smart as she is, of course she knows that in order to keep this good job with a high salary and decent dignity, she must keep a subtle distance from her boss. She can neither become his case nor make him feel that he has no chance.

Today, Wendi Zhang suddenly called her name, which made her feel shocked.

"Mr. Zhang!" Song Xiaolan turned around slowly with a professional smile on her face.

Zhang Wendi looked at her, then slowly lit a cigar, blew out two puffs of smoke, and then said slowly: "How about the noon date?"

"Ah? Okay, you're fine!" Song Xiaolan felt uneasy, like a deer bumping around.

"Haha, eating with the richest man, and in such a high-end restaurant, not to mention the venue is reserved! I think there is no woman in this world, would you feel bad? Even if you are entertaining the queen and princess, it is considered a high standard!"

"Ah?" Song Xiaolan's pretty face turned red instantly, and she asked in a confused tone, "Mr. Zhang, are you following me?"

She wanted to ask how she knew?

But then I thought about it, is it even necessary to ask?

He must be being followed!

Zhang Wendi showed a contemptuous smile: "I'm not bored to that point yet.

Go keep track of who a subordinate eats with! "

"Then, how do you know?" Song Xiaolan was confused.

Zhang Wendi sneered and said: "Don't worry about how I know it. Now that I'm asking, I must answer truthfully!"

"What do you want to ask me?"

"Why does Yang Fei want to invite you to dinner?"

"I do not know."

"What did he talk about?"

"We talked a lot about Chinese and foreign experiences, history, books and poems..."

"That's not what I asked!"

"What are those?"

"Don't be pretentious! You know what I want to know!"

"Mr. Zhang, I'm sorry. I really don't know. What crimes have I committed? Do I deserve to be interrogated like a criminal? Didn't I just have dinner with Yang Fei?"

"Yes! You're right! It's just a meal with someone, but please note, it's my secretary!"

"It's true that I'm a secretary, but I still have the right to decide who I have dinner with and who I go on dates with, right?"

"Hahaha!" Wendi Zhang smiled instead of getting angry, "Some people say that women become fools when they fall in love. I didn't believe it before, but now that I see it like this, I can't help but believe it!"

"..." Song Xiaolan blinked innocently.

Zhang Wendi said solemnly: "She is my secretary. I have never concealed many things. I also know that our company now has a very close relationship with Yang Fei's company! Do you understand?"

"Mr. Zhang, because of this, wouldn't it be better for me to understand the opponent's intelligence by eating with Yang Fei?"

"Haha, but all I saw was that someone had tricked him into getting information! With Yang Fei's intelligence, do you think he is his opponent? Do you still want to get information out of him?"

"Mr. Zhang, I didn't say anything, and he didn't ask anything. He and I really just had a meal and talked about life and ideals."

"Stop talking!" Zhang Wendi pointed at the door and said in a deep voice, "Let's go!"

"Hey!" Song Xiaolan responded, turned around and walked a few steps. Suddenly she realized something was wrong, so she turned around and asked, "Mr. Zhang, where are you going?"

Zhang Wendi said coldly: "Wherever you come from, go back! I recruited them from the talent market, but I was blind!"

Song Xiaolan felt dizzy for a while, and then she realized the serious nature of the matter: "Mr. Zhang, I..."

"Don't say you are innocent! You know what you said to Yang Fei! Yang Fei is our enemy! But he eats at the same table with the enemy and talks long and short! Do you still expect me to stay?"

"But, I..."

"Before I finally tear my face off, please give yourself a little respect! Don't let me say the word "get out!" That's an unbearable burden!"

Song Xiaolan's tears of grievance finally broke through the embankment, rolling down like a raging flood.

"Thank you Mr. Zhang for your trust over the past two years. I'm leaving."

"It's easy to go, but I won't send you off!" Zhang Wendi said these four words coldly through his teeth without any emotion on his face. Please pay attention to Weixin "Novel Search"