Feng Beichen coldly way, "you such talent, I can't guide, you still ask the old man or grandfather personally guide you better." But then, he immediately ordered, "but now that the old man said that he would let you follow me for a while, I still have to arrange your work clearly."
No matter what kind of attitude and performance Feng Beichen is, Feng Zhenxi has no energy to resist. He has to take the move. So he has to keep up his spirit and speak out his humble opinions. There are many words in his ears. He feels funny, so he takes the opportunity to beat him even more embarrassed.
"Zhenxi, your level is really rare, but I will give you full responsibility for some projects." Feng Beichen said coldly.
Want to let a person completely perish, must let him first crazy, otherwise, such death is how also can't thoroughly.
But in fengzhenxi years, only the project to his own hands, let him take full responsibility, there is the possibility of a position, even if he does not know how, can find foreign aid ah!
What a fearless ignorant man! Where can he have someone who is particularly reliable to entrust with great things? If your own level is so high, where will someone be willing to follow him wholeheartedly?
One person's attraction to another is his talent, and the other is his super charisma.
But these two points, Feng Zhenxi does not have, I really do not know where he came from so much confidence?
"OK, please rest assured. I will live up to your expectations." Feng Zhenxi said seriously, he can only say so, also must say so.
Since he is so ungrateful, Feng Beichen doesn't want to talk more about his work with him. Originally, he said these things were for beating him. Now his basic goal has been achieved, but it's not enough. He has to add more materials, so he added, "OK, I'll see, but..."
After speaking of this, Feng Beichen stressed his tone and stared at him with his eyes full of taxes and profits. Seeing the shrinking in his eyes, he said seriously, "anyone around me, especially women, the farther away you are, the better!"
After that, his body leans forward. With a low and suppressed voice, Feng Zhenxi feels that his body is heavily pressed on the chair. He has a feeling of collapse.
Maybe in the future, he had to do enough concealment to Zhong Zhen, but he also judged that Feng Beichen had real feelings for Zhong Zhen, which was a good thing. As long as a person moved his feelings, there would be weakness, and it would be easier to do things with weakness.
"Second brother, don't joke. How could I have such an idea?" Feng Zhenxi is very nono.
However, his words and his attitude prove that there is something wrong with his thoughts. If a normal person hears such words, he will definitely retort and don't understand what you are saying? And he and they had a fight, obviously everyone knew each other's heart!
Although both sides understand the reason of the matter, it is obvious that Feng Beichen has the absolute upper hand, or even crush him.
"Well, you know what you think. You'd better sober me up. My endurance is also very limited." Feng Beichen once again warned him, anyway in this kind of person, he felt that how to him is not too much.
Feng Zhenxi was about to shake. His body was close to the back of the chair. There was a sense of weakness, "no, I dare not! Second brother, don't make fun of it
Why don't you cry when you see the coffin? If he can frankly admit his intention to Zhong Zhen at this time, maybe he can make Feng Beichen feel that he is more or less manly and responsible, but the more he shows now, the more people feel that he is really cowardly to the extreme.
Feng Beichen felt that it was a kind of blasphemy for him to stay longer with such a person, so he waved his hand and said coldly, "OK, you go. You should think clearly about your work and life before you do it."
His words are very clear. I wonder if he can understand them? But no matter whether he understood or not, Feng Beichen wanted to stop. Anyway, he didn't want to continue the dialogue with him.
For Feng Zhenxi, Feng Beichen asked him to leave, which was like an amnesty. He immediately stood up nervously and said respectfully, "second brother, you are busy first. Thank you for your advice. Goodbye."
He wanted to give birth to wings and fly out of the room.
Zhong Zhen sits in front of her desk and carefully observes the situation here. He takes Feng Zhenxi's ugly behavior into his eyes. How can he look up to such a person? The more clearly you see it, the more disgusting you feel towards him.
When the office is quiet again, Zhong Zhen has a look at the water dispenser over there. The water has already turned on. I don't know why. Seeing Feng Beichen teach Feng Zhenxi such a lesson with her own eyes, she has a feeling of elation in her heart.
So she asked happily, "brother Chen, would you like a cup of Longjing or coffee? Or flower tea? "
I used to feel puzzled that Feng Beichen, such a big man, had the habit of drinking scented tea. However, these days, after she has been tonifying the effects of various kinds of tea, she even feels that scented tea has so many benefits to human body, especially for women, who need to make good use of the effects of scented tea.Feng Beichen stares at her one eye, cold way, "ankle good?"
Clearly hurt not clear, but do not know that they cherish themselves, is really a girl!
Zhong Zhen really forgot about his injury. If he is happy, he will easily get carried away. This is one of them!
I don't know why, hearing his words like this, Zhong Zhen's heart is so warm. He really cares about her! It's good for her that one can't hide.
"I'm fine." Zhong Zhen stood up and quickly went to the water dispenser.
She knows that she has no delicate capital. Besides, what can this little injury be? It's just a sprain! He has given her enough. Be content.
Seeing that she really stood up, Feng Beichen was a little angry. His voice suddenly raised an eight beat, "what I said, you don't listen?"
He said that he had stood up, and Zhong Zhen was about to walk to the edge of the water dispenser. For a moment, the atmosphere was a little embarrassed. Zhong Zhen didn't know whether she should go back or what?
But Feng Beichen strides toward the standing Zhong Zhen!