In the president's office on the 18th floor of Feng's group, Feng moye is looking at the documents wholeheartedly because he is going out to talk about a contract soon.
As long as this contract is won, the performance of Feng's group will be completed this year. By the end of the year, shareholders will be able to share a large sum of money.
Che Jin opened the door and came in at this time.
"Mr. Feng, the anniversary downstairs has begun. Don't you go and have a look?"
When Feng moye hears the speech, he doesn't even lift his eyelids. He looks at the documents in his hand. He lacks interest in Qingjun's face.
"It's nothing to see. Isn't it the same every year?"
Che Jin showed a meaningful smile on his face: "but this year is different. I heard that his wife will play tonight."
Feng moye heard that he flipped the document, raised his eyes slightly in surprise, and there was a faint smile in the deep fundus of his eyes.
"Why does she want to join the fun?"
According to his current understanding of her, Cheng ran should not like this occasion. It's strange to stay and watch, let alone play.
"I heard that it was Ling Xiangjun who wanted to see his wife's embarrassment. You know his wife's character. Even miss three and miss two were spitting blood in her anger, not to mention these irrelevant people."
But looking at her, it seems that... She doesn't know much talent. Maybe she wants to beat people.
"Since it's my wife who wants to perform, can I not be a husband?"
With that, Feng moye has stood up, and the seriousness and indifference on his face have been replaced by interest.
Che Jin found that his wife was really poisonous. As soon as he mentioned his wife, Mr. Feng turned cloudy to sunny. His face changed when he said it. It was clear that just now he looked like I didn't care to see it. Now he has become an activist.
Or the wife has great personality charm.
The atmosphere of the next stage has been completely driven by Ling Xiangjun, and Wu Qing next to him clapped his hands. Of course, he didn't forget to provoke Cheng ran next to him.
"See, this is the real dance. Look at the figure of other people's monarchs, and then look at yours, just..."
Before Wu Qing finished her unkind words, she was stared back by Cheng ran. She poked her bangs with a sneer.
"Yes, people have such a good figure. I dare ask you what your figure is. Your belly is almost catching up with the third floor swimming circle. Do you want to lose weight? My friend is a gym coach and is thin!"
The last two words, Cheng Ran's tone is particularly heavy, for fear that Wu Qing can't grasp the key.
In fact, Wu Qing has a long face, but her figure is really her short board. In addition, she likes to eat and refuses all kinds of delicious food. She used to be very thin, but now she is almost 130 kilograms.
Her face was livid with anger, and the flesh on her face was twitching. She said with her teeth clenched.
"Don't be complacent too early. I'll see how you make a fool of yourself later. If so many people come today, you should show your housekeeping skills and don't become the school flower of the whole company."
Cheng ran slowly got up from his chair, gave Wu Qing a cold and arrogant look, and then walked to the stage.
The host made an introduction on the stage.
"Let's welcome No. 2, the new employee of our company, Cheng ran. Her upcoming performance is tango."
But when the host finished, he was stunned and bowed his head to ask Cheng ran.
"Are you wrong? If tango, you should need two people, or do you have a partner?"
"No, just me."
Cheng ran didn't appear timid because she was alone. On the stage, she was full of energy and confidence.
The male colleagues below looked silly.
"My God, this is a fairy coming to earth."
"It's so beautiful. That face is too delicate."
"It seems that my goddess is going to change."
Male colleagues cast admiring eyes, while female colleagues began to ridicule Cheng ran below.
"Is this woman here to be funny? Tango alone and dance with the air?"
"I guess she's out of her mind, and she cleaned up Lu Wu of our company as soon as she came to the company. Even if she becomes beautiful now, those male colleagues may still be afraid."
"Poof, that's what I said. If anyone becomes her boyfriend and annoys her, won't he be beaten into meat patties?"
"I can't even think about it. It's terrible."
Hearing the following gossip, the host was embarrassed for Cheng ran. He was about to open his mouth to comfort the girl. Who knows where there was half embarrassment and loss on her face, the light from the bottom of her eyes became brighter and brighter, and the corner of her lips smiled with confidence.
He felt that the smile provoked by Cheng ran hit his heart.
"Well, actually I can dance. If you don't have a partner, I actually..."
"Sorry, I'm late."
Below, a sudden clear male voice suddenly sounded. People looked at it one after another and immediately burst the pot.
"What's the situation, Mr. Feng?"
"What is president Feng doing here? Is he here to watch the performance?"
"It seems not. Just now, President Feng seemed to say that he was sorry for being late. I just noticed that his eyes looked at Cheng ran."
"Don't scare me. What does president Feng have to do with Cheng ran?"
"Who said it mattered? I just said that what President Feng said just now seemed to be said to Cheng ran."
The girls on the stage were so indifferent that they didn't meet her age. In the face of other people's ridicule and doubt, if they were others, they would have cried and ran out with rain.
But she still stood on the stage, with a straight back and a firm fundus light.
But when she saw Feng moye, her eyes changed, her pupils trembled slightly, and her heart beat faster.
What does this man want to do?
The atmosphere dropped suddenly. The host reacted quickly, and then asked half jokingly.
"Unexpectedly, President Feng came to enjoy the performance of our employees. Welcome."
Applause broke out one after another.
Feng moye crooked his lips, and his bad smile hit the hearts of many women present.
His lips slightly opened: "I'm not here to watch the show."
The host was stunned: "are you here..."
"Cheng Ran's partner is me."
He said this with great pride.
Che Jin turned his mouth and followed president Feng to eat dog food every day. It's really uncomfortable.
After that, the man walked towards Cheng ran with a steady pace. Cheng ran, who was as indifferent as a companion in ordinary days, was inexplicably nervous because of his arrival. His fingertips clenched his skirt tightly and his cheeks were slightly hot.
He walked slowly to her and held out his hand to her politely.
"I've kept you waiting, my dear wife."
Only the last sentence, he said it by mouth, but Cheng ran saw the content of it.