You Have Guts!

"Well, is it the wrong way?" Feng Ziyi looked at the steward and said, "The steward smiled." I won't pretend to be wrong. Mrs. Feng's clothes were deliberately explained by me. Here are just the clothes. The box is for matching. For these ten days, Ms. Feng did not go out and did not need to wear shoes. She is going home now, and her husband asked Ms. Feng to bring them back. "

what? Bring back? Feng Zixi's head was so bad that the ghost made a difference. He had short hands and short mouths. Although he was eating and wearing him for the past ten days, wasn't this a necessity, he didn't want to leave, it was the man who held himself tight. So I can only eat what he wears, but it is not good to take it away.

Thinking about it, he waved his hand: "No, no need, let your husband give it to someone else." He was dragging Feng Yue and her son to leave, but he heard a sentence from the stairs: "She doesn't, Just throw this out. "

The housekeeper looked at Feng Ziyi in embarrassment. Feng Ziyi looked at the two large boxes of clothes and shoes on the ground, wondering if this was the suit that the man had set for her. But think about it, it seems that the man would not have to waste such things. These clothes What a pity to throw it out.

Feng Yi watched his mother for a while and whispered, "Well, shouldn't you tell me that you can't waste it, and adults should lead by example."

Feng Ziyi glanced at his son and felt that his mother was really a failure. She told the steward, "I'll take these away."

The steward seemed relieved, and hurriedly moved people out of Feng Yue's car. He respectfully sent the three of them away. Chu Yanshen looked at Feng Zi in the study on the second floor and got into the car without a hoe. A layer of scum was formed.

Until the car drove far away and no longer saw the villa of Chu Yanshen's family, Feng Zizhen was greatly relieved, but he heard her son beside him, "Are you afraid of Uncle Chu!"

"Who, who is afraid of him?" Feng Ziyi hurriedly retorted, Feng nodded, "Well, isn't your reaction like a thief's guilty conscience? Isn't there something you can't do for Uncle Chu?"

Feng Zixu hurriedly covered his mouth: "Nonsense, nonsense, my mother doesn't know him at all."

Feng Yue hurriedly pulled her hand away: "What if you hold Feng Yi in this way and turn back and suffocate him?" He said that he ate half of the potato chips in his hand and threw it to Ziyi. On the one hand, it meant that Ziyi, the pro-mother, had caused Feng Yi to get into trouble.

After setting up Feng Yi, Feng Yue's cell phone rang. It was Qiao Yun, Feng Yue picked it up, but suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Feng Ziyu: "You said Ziyu signed it?"

Feng Zizhen squeezed a piece and put it in his mouth. Kabakaba chewed. He heard Feng Yue's words and looked at him: "What did I sign?"

Feng Yue put down her phone and looked at her seriously: "Is it true that Qiao Yun said that you signed Feng Yi to Chu?"

Feng Ziyi nodded, but Feng Yue suddenly broke out: "How did Feng Ziyi become a mother, six years ago you were pregnant with Feng Yi and I would not ask about foreign affairs, but do you have the consciousness of being a mother? Do you know how chaotic our circle is? Feng Yi is only five years old. How good it is to have a normal childhood. You even sold your son for money. Your conscience was eaten by dogs. No pain, I still feel bad, no, immediately return the money and cancel the contract. "

Feng Zi curled up his neck, "But, but I have already spent the money." "Spent?" Feng Yue said: "Two million, what did you spend?"

"Then, that, buy a house, the three-bedroom in Mingzhu Garden, 2.67 million, and the rest is lent to me by Chu Yanshen. In short, one word is that money cannot be returned."

Qiao Yun glanced at Feng Yue, who was sullen since he returned home, and looked at Feng Zihuan who was posing a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water, and then looked at the little Feng Yi who seemed to be unrelated. Qiao Yun couldn't help it. It's funny, the reaction of this family is really ...

In fact, she has always felt that if this film is played by Feng Yi and Feng Yue, it may be unusually effective. The main tone of the father and son is relatively dark, and Feng Yi can definitely become a bright color in the father and son. Besides, one debut is Great productions, big movies, and good books for the international awards. This is a rare opportunity for anyone. Even if Feng Yi does not want to take the road of entertainment in the future, he will go out and exercise now. For his life. There is no harm.

Besides, this circle is chaotic, but it also has certain rules, not to mention, there is a big boss above it, and there is Feng Yue, a close friend who protects it. Feng Yi is such a smart child, but he can't make ends meet.

Feng Yue is too nervous about this nephew, but Qiao Yun also sees Feng Yue's different side. In the past three years, she felt that she had stripped off the bright coat in front of the screen, and Feng Yue in private was uncompromising. It ’s no wonder that the big child is not a stranger. People say that men mature late. For men, twenty-four years old is still about the stage of growth, and it is not mature at all. After Feng Yi, Feng Yue was regarded as a coward. Have the same look. Qiao Yun even felt that it was very exciting to face Feng Yi's kind of gentleness.

At this point, Qiao Yun shook his head subconsciously and thought about what he was thinking. According to her, Feng Yue was a bit worried, and Feng Zizhen's relationship with the big boss Chu Yanshen was quite intriguing.

Qiao Yun patted Feng Yi who was afraid of her side, and rushed to Feng Yue's mouth. Now it's probably only this little guy who can persuade Feng Yue. Feng Yi knows it, stands up and screams, "Hey."

Feng Yue hugged his nephew on his knees and comforted, "Feng Yi needn't be afraid. He won't let you go."

Feng Yue blinked: "But, I want to go."

Feng Yue looked at him suddenly: "Why do you want to go? You know that filming is very hard and tiring."

Feng Yidao said, "I'm not afraid of you, and I'm interested in acting. I want to try it."

Qiao Yun said in a timely manner: "That is to say, instead of letting Feng Yi go by yourself, you two eat together, live together, and take pictures together. How can you suffer? Besides, I do n’t have to follow, I will Take care of Feng Yi. "

"But your studies ... you will go to school next year." Feng Yue still hesitated.

Feng Zizhen interjected, "Feng Yi's studies are okay. Even if he doesn't go to primary school, the problems are not big."

Feng Yue glared at her, Feng Zizhen shut up, anyway, she spent the money, it is impossible to return, nor is it selling a son, do you not make a movie? With Feng Yue's presence, what is the worry, she should now think about how quickly Hand in the design of the resort in your hand, and save yourself trouble later.

I can rest assured that the decoration of the Pearl Garden is about Shanshan this weekend, take my son, go shopping in the decoration city, think about it, and give Shanshan a cell phone in the past.

When Feng Zizhen called, Shanshan was shaking in the boss's office. After entering Chu for six years, it was the first time to come up on the 28th floor. In fact, these bottom-level employees did not think that one day they could go to two. On the 18th floor, you can walk up. It is not the group executives or the assistant secretary who is close to the big boss. Others cannot even touch the edge of the 28th floor.

Shanshan didn't expect that she was called by the boss after six years, but why was her heart fainting for a while, she had to associate it with the confused woman of Feng Ziyu. She heard that, the boss ’s house A secret lover was hidden, and the company spread it all.

After Shanshan heard it, the first thing she thought of was Feng Zizhen. She was busy calling her cell phone, no one answered it, and sent a text message WeChat, but there was no response. Shanshan's heart was like dropping 15 buckets, seven or eight. Next, wonder if the boss knew what happened six years ago. When he was furious, he brought Feng Ziyu to the boss's den. Then, after that, then, then, whether he should also accept the accomplice. Involved.

The more he thought about it, the more he saw Zhao Tezhu, who spoke for the boss, and almost fell to the ground with one soft leg. Zhao Dong hurriedly reached out to support her, and smiled, "It's not yet Chinese New Year, it's a bit earlier."

Shanshan gave him a white look and wanted to be beautiful. Who gave him a **** and reluctantly followed Zhao Te to help enter the elevator, and then started tapping sideways: "Well, Zhao Teshou, what does the boss ask me for a little assistant? "

Zhao Dong looked at her with amazement, and his legs were trembling obviously, but he was still pretending to be okay. Zhao Dong's eyes flickered, suddenly he thought of playing tricks on her, leaned down, bowed his head, and whispered in her ear. "What do you say, you are not secretly in love with the big boss. Maybe the big boss is looking after you."

Shanshan hurriedly took a step back: "You're stupid when I am, didn't you say last time, am I not the boss's dish?"

Zhao Dong laughed: "Does people's tastes change?" Then, looking at her from top to bottom, she said, "Maybe the boss is tired of big fish and meat, so I want to eat pickled radish strips to get rid of it." . "

How did Shanshan hear this and not feel it? "You, who do you mean is pickled radish?" Is it ironic that she has dark skin, is this a healthy wheat color, is it good, some stars are going to die to live and bake again? The sun, looking forward to doing so.

Zhao Dong waved his hand: "I didn't say it, you said it yourself."

His teeth were tickling. How could he secretly fall in love with this man before? This man is so horrible. Sure enough, looking at a man can't look at it, he has to look at the inner part. This man is also pretty good at this appearance. , The inside is darker than the ink.

Shanshan was scared to death. She just entered the boss's office, but before she stood still, her cell phone rang, and there was no sound.

She now regrets how she replaced the ringtone with a little apple last night, so that in the office where the president is so tall, it is now the little apple melody: "You are my little little apple ... Shanshan really wants to find a place to dig in. This is just the rhythm of finding death.

Zhao Dongren's half of his face was pumping straight. This girl was really fucking. Chu Yanshen seemed to be unaffected, and she didn't even raise her head, but after thinking of the ringtone a second time, she said, "Come on."