Chapter 369: I’ll go too

Chapter 369: Chapter 369: I'll go too 'Why are you back so late?' Feng Yuxuan asked when she opened the door. "I was ready to pick you up.'

Feng Yiping looked at the time and saw that it was already past ten. "I haven't seen them for most of the year, and there's so much I want to say. It feels like I've only just started chatting with them,'

'You went to their two homes? They're both pretty good, aren't they? The decoration and furniture were all arranged by my brother-in-law,' she added, 'all at cost price, so it's still a loss when you do the sums,'

'Sister, these are the only two friends I have, do I have to make money out of them?'

'I know, I'm just letting you know, they don't know about it, the adults in their family have to be grateful,'

'You don't need to say it, the adults will be grateful, and so will they. They know what's going on.' Feng Yiping was a little impatient. "Sister, doing business is about calculation, but you can't calculate against everyone all the time, otherwise in the end you won't even have a human touch, don't you think so?'

'Who are you calling inhumane?" Feng Yuxuan slapped him on the head.

Feng Yiping didn't bother to dodge, took the tea that Huang Jingping poured for him and gulped it down. 'I'm going to take a shower first,'

'Have you eaten enough for tonight?' Feng Yuxuan asked Huang Jingping. 'I've had dinner with people many times before, but I always come home with an empty stomach.'

'Yes, that's what happens when you entertain people, but everyone we're meeting tonight is a friend, so I'm quite full.'

'That's good. I'll tell you, I'm really not used to dining with people who do business with me, like clients who want to join the franchise. It's better for me to just eat a cold bowl of rice at home. It's not really dining. You're so busy talking and trying to keep up with drinks that you don't even get to eat. By the end of the meal, you haven't even touched the food, your stomach is empty, your face is strained from smiling so much, and you feel really tired, more tired than cutting the grain and planting the seedlings,'

Feng Yuxuan laughed when she talked about it. She used to envy others when she saw them mingling with wine glasses in high-end restaurants, but now that it was her turn to do so, she realised that it was also a chore.

'Get used to it, it's unavoidable,' Huang Jingping didn't understand this. She only went out to eat with acquaintances.

'By the way, tonight you can sleep in my brother's room!' Feng Yuxuan said tentatively, not knowing where the two of them had actually developed their relationship.

'Ah? No!' Huang Jingping blushed, she had originally planned to sleep with Feng Yuxuan.

Hearing her say that, Feng Yuxuan understood, 'It's fine, my parents aren't here, we don't have to be so formal. If my parents were here, we'd have to accommodate them, you know, they're old-fashioned and conservative.'

'Yes, thank you sister, I'll go help him find some clothes.'

After taking a shower, Feng Yiping found that his sister had already gone back to her room. He entered her bedroom and saw Huang Jingping sorting out the clothes she had taken out of the suitcase. It looked like she was going to stay here too. He smiled and went up to her, put his arms around her waist, and said, 'Are you staying here too?'

'Let go,' Huang Jingping said, pushing his hands away. 'The door is not even closed,'

'I'll close it,'

'What for? I haven't even showered yet,'

Feng Yiping lay on the bed, feeling a little sentimental. Compared to his hometown, the home in the city, and the home in the capital, this home in the provincial capital is more like a hotel to him. He hasn't really lived here for a few days, and it hasn't left many imprints. It's empty everywhere, even the closet, which has only just been put a few clothes in. It's familiar, but also strange, and a little fresh. He can't even find a book to read before going to bed.

He opened the drawer of the table in front of the window. It was very clean inside, with only a few pencils that had only half of their lead left, and some blank pieces of paper scattered about. Looking closely at the marks on the paper, he could see that the last time he used them, he was solving equations. He thought back to those headache-inducing days in high school, and Feng Yiping shook his head and laughed. Haha, all that hardship seems meaningful now.

'Buzz,' he only missed it for a moment, and the phone on the bedside table vibrated. He picked it up and saw that it was Zheng Jiayi calling. "Hello, beautiful, are you still awake?'

It was quiet on Zheng Jiayi's end, so he thought she must be in the bedroom. "Hello, Yiping, I still want to apologize for what happened tonight. I'm really sorry,'

'It's really nothing. Xiao Zhijie also said that we weren't considerate. If we had known about your relationship with Xie Dingan, we should have stopped him from bothering you.'

'No, it's a great comfort to me that you can let it go,' Zheng Jiayi's voice now sounded much happier.

'By the way, did you forget something tonight?' she asked.

'Forget something? No, right?' Feng Yiping couldn't think of anything.

'You forgot that before the holiday, you called me in the capital and said that you would come back to find me,'

'Oh, I did forget tonight,' Feng Yiping said, slapping his forehead. "That's what happened," he said, walking over to close the door and telling Zheng Jiayi about preparing to speculate in the Nasdaq index.

'From the information I've collected and collated, the conclusion I reached in the magazine is sound and defensible, so I think that if you have any saved up pocket money, you can give it to me to help you speculate once. How can you not speculate and make money off the Americans? Besides, don't worry, I've actually done this a few times before, and I'm quite prudent. I can't guarantee how much profit I'll make, but I generally don't lose too much,'

Zheng Jiayi mused for a while, and the first question she asked was the same as Jin Ling's: 'Where did you get all that start-up capital?'

She guessed that her parents would also have a chat about this question in their spare time. Feng Yiping's family situation was very simple, so the start-up capital for so many of his projects was a mystery.

'Yes, it was mainly that incident in 1997,'

'No wonder!' Zheng Jiayi sighed, 'Yiping, we are classmates, and if you don't tell me something, I will still be concerned. Those companies of yours in the city will be fine, regardless of whether my mother is in a position of power or not.'

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'Jiayi, you're really overthinking it. I just want to use this opportunity to make a few friends feel a little more comfortable. I also want to remind you that this matter must be kept secret and not spread. If you don't have much money of your own, you can borrow from your parents, but you have to find some other excuse, you can't say it's for this reason. All in all, it will only take two months to get the money back, and it would be best if it was in US dollars.'

Of course, Feng Yiping's words were a bit exaggerated. He did this because he definitely considered Zheng Jiayi's mother. Otherwise, why would he pick her out of all the students?

'Okay, I'll go check how much money I have tomorrow.' Zheng Jiayi understood what Feng Yiping was doing, but she was also willing to get closer to Feng Yiping.

'Okay, remember to keep it a secret. It's best if I never told you this.'

'I know,' Zheng Jiayi knows what is important. If news like this spreads, Feng Yiping really won't be able to live in peace.

As soon as the phone hung up, Huang Jingping pushed the door open and asked softly, 'Did Zheng Jiayi also tell you to give her money? You won't lose money, will you?'

'Don't worry, I won't do anything I'm not sure about.'

'Is it mainly for her mother?'

'Of course I've considered this, and it's also a practical necessity. I originally had some sort of relationship with Mayor Fang, so it's normal to maintain it along the way. And,' he hugged Huang Jingping, "I also want to push your father upwards a bit. For example, if he can take the seat of town mayor, then your father will be happy, and we can save a lot of trouble.'

'Really?" Huang Jingping looked up at him.

'I do have such plans, but we have to take it slowly. You don't need to rush to tell your father.'

Huang Chengzhong's current rank is that of a junior officer, which technically means that he has no administrative rank. He just has a long work history and a slightly higher salary than the average clerk or young person who has just joined the unit.

'I know it's not easy to do this. It's good that you have the heart for it,'

She also came from a family of civil servants, and has a direct and objective understanding of the difficulties of working within the system. It is not as simple as Xiao Zhijie thinks. A section chief position, which many outsiders simply look down upon, is a title that many people within the system struggle for their whole lives without being able to achieve.

'Give me some time, I can still make it,' Feng Yiping kissed her forehead.

Feng Zhenchang can now speak with the county head. In Feng Yiping's plan, the current furniture factory and brick factory area can be developed into a small industrial park. When additional investment is made in the future, they will naturally consider mentioning Huang Chengzhong appropriately.

In the evening, Huang Jingping was a little excited. One was the thought that her father seemed to have a chance to make a name for himself. More importantly, the two houses in the city and the capital could only be considered Feng Yiping's home, but this one in the provincial capital was the home of him, his parents and sister. It could be said that apart from the old home, this was his real home.

Sharing a bed with Feng Yiping in such a home also meant a kind of recognition, so she took the unprecedented initiative for once.

Early the next morning, Feng Yiping was woken up by the phone in his sleep. When he picked it up, he saw that it was Zheng Jiayi again. 'Yiping, the conference you mentioned is being held there, and I want to go too.'

'Classmate, you're going to help with the reception, which is not a good thing. Are you sure?'

'Haha, just think of it as an early internship. Which hotel?'

'I'll come pick you up then!'

He was of course happy to have a beautiful woman willing to help with the reception work.