Chapter 386： Dont bully honest people 19 ┃ Fengmings sky is falling (1/2)

After solving Zhu Bi's troubles, Zhuang Li took out his mobile phone and reported safety to Feng Ming, who had sent a text message from Madness.

"Where are you?" The banquet had long since dispersed, but Feng Ming was still standing in the empty hall, waiting for Zhuang Li to return.

"I'm outside. I'm sorry for disturbing your celebration." Zhuang Li said apologetically.

"Where did this celebration party come from without you?" Feng Ming tore off his tie and sighed softly. Although I couldn't wait for Mr. Great Secret, it doesn't matter, this kind of waiting is also a must for him.

"Has your trouble been resolved? Need my help?" he asked worriedly.

"It's resolved." Zhuang Li asked softly, "I just accepted a little apprentice, and I want to bring her to work tomorrow. I don't know if I can? She's rather naughty and likes to cause trouble, so I'm not at ease if I don't tie her by my side. I'll pay her salary, can you not let her know?"

Feng Meditation agreed without thinking: "Of course, you can bring her anytime."

He could not refuse any request made by Mr. Great Secretary.

"Thank you Mr. Feng. Then I'll go back first, and you should rest early." Zhuang Li said softly.

"Okay, I've already arrived home, you can go back." Feng Ming concealed his waiting.

At the same time, he also realized sadly that, except in the workplace, he could not have any interaction with Mr. Secret.

What's even more frightening is that he can no longer be satisfied with just having Mr. Secret at get off work, and parted ways with this person when he gets off work. He became more and more greedy, and he wanted to see what Mr. Secret was like in life, whether it would be gentler and sweeter. He even had the idea of ​​monopolizing this person.

At work, at leisure, during the day, at night, every second...

He was so eager to spend time with Mr. Secret.

Feng Ming was holding the phone with a black screen, with anxiety, struggle and a hint of ambition in his eyes...

At the same time, Zhuang Li, who had returned to the community, was stopped at the door.

Ten minutes later, he and the man who intercepted him walked into a cafe across the street and sat down to talk.

"The annual salary is two million, I wonder if Mr. Zhuang is interested?" This is a woman dressed in fashion with a proud expression. She is very beautiful, and the heroic spirit between her eyebrows is somewhat similar to Feng Ming's.

Zhuang Li, who had already investigated the Feng family, naturally knew this person.

"I'm sorry Miss Feng Er, I have no plans to change jobs." Zhuang Li refused the annual salary of 2 million without hesitation.

"If you feel unsatisfied with the price, we can negotiate again. This is my business card. You can check my company and compare it with Feng Ming's. Let me tell you this, follow Feng Ming. , your current position is your pinnacle. With me, maybe one day, you will become the general manager of any company under the Feng family consortium. The biggest difference between me and Feng Ming is that our structure is different."

When she said this, Miss Feng's expression became more and more arrogant.

She has always looked down on Feng Ming's younger brother, and she doesn't think that her father will leave the huge Feng clan consortium to him based on just a little achievement.

He is his father's least optimistic heir, and this will not change in a short period of time, unless Yilan can become a public company within a year.

This secretary Zhuang was the key to Yilan's rapid rise. If he was dug out, Feng Ming would be beaten back to his original form immediately.

Capable people have ambitions. Miss Feng Er believes that Secretary Zhuang's ambition is not to be a deputy in a small company.

Zhuang Li picked up the business card and looked at it, the expression on his face was a smile but not a smile.

At this stall, someone lurking outside the cafe secretly took a photo of the scene where the two met.

At the same time, Miss Feng Er received these photos and forwarded them to Feng Ming. She doesn't need to say more, because she knows too much about this little brother's temper.

He is impatient, aggressive, and has an extremely strong desire for control. If others don't follow his ideas, he will get angry on the spot, and then criticize that person in disgrace. It is because of this dog temper that he has always had a bad relationship with his father.

Seeing these secret photos, he would definitely doubt Secretary Zhuang's loyalty, and then he would be furious. When he went to work tomorrow, he would definitely be furious at Secretary Zhuang.

Secretary Zhuang is a capable person, and capable people are somewhat arrogant. After being treated like this, even if he didn't show it on the surface, he would definitely have a grudge in his heart.

These photos are the thorns that Second Miss Feng buried for the two of them. The deeper the thorns are, the less stable their cooperative relationship will be.

At that time, this corner of the wall can be dug by Miss Feng Er without much effort.

There was no reply from Feng Ming on the chat page for a long time, but Second Miss Feng was not in a hurry. She can fully imagine how uncomfortable her stupid brother will be at this moment.

7480 alertly reminded: "Master, someone was filming you secretly just now!"

"It's okay, let them take it." Zhuang Li returned the business card and said meaningfully: "Miss Feng, let me remind you that the pattern that can be realized is the pattern, and the pattern that cannot be realized is called delusion. , of course I prefer doers."

Miss Feng's face was gloomy for a moment, but she quickly twisted a seemingly elegant smile: "Mr. Zhuang, don't talk too much. I welcome you here at any time."

Zhuang Li curled the corners of his lips, then got up and said goodbye.

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Just after taking a shower, Feng Ming, who was lying lazily on the sofa, picked up his mobile phone and habitually swiped through Mr. Secret's Moments, and suddenly received a few photos from Feng Er Er.

He rolled off the sofa as soon as he grumbled, and his eyes were instantly bigger than copper bells.

The person in the photo is Mr. Secret. He was holding a business card to examine it carefully, and the corner of Yin Hong's mouth raised a beautiful arc, as if very interested. The well-dressed second Feng sat opposite him, his eyes fixed on him for a moment, his eyebrows full of admiration.