Chapter 448: Chapter 448: Defusing a landmine
'But girl, the same scenery, viewed with different people, the feeling is different,' Feng Yiping said in the tone of an elder, 'You and I, as classmates, viewing it, is definitely a different experience than you and your boyfriend viewing it,'
'You know so much?' Zheng Jiayi brushed her hair back, which had been blown by the mountain breeze, and leaned slightly closer to Feng Yiping.
'Of course, after all, I have a family and a home. Jingping always asks me to take her to the mountains whenever she comes to Hong Kong,'
Feng Yiping ruined the mood, and was also first-rate at it. At this beautiful moment, Zheng Jiayi didn't like what he was saying, but he just kept talking.
'So tell me, what's the difference?' Zheng Jiayi asked with patience.
'As like-minded classmates, the two of us are now looking at such a bustling and beautiful scene together. If we were to give this scene a voiceover, it would be something like this: "From now on, these two classmates have made up their minds and will definitely build their hometown as beautiful as this place,"' Feng Yiping said with a smile.
But Zheng Jiayi didn't smile. 'What about when you and Jingping were at the top of this mountain?'
'Haha, when I'm with her, I'm mainly taken up with the beautiful scenery in front of me, thinking about our happy future, and at the same time, I cherish and appreciate our sweet time together even more,' Feng Yiping even used a mushy adjective.
Zheng Jiayi didn't respond, and after a while, she said dreamily, 'After looking at it for a long time, it just feels like that. Let's go down, and I'll give you your clothes back,'
'No, you'd better keep it on, or you'll catch a cold.
As for whether the scenery is beautiful, I think it's actually a very subjective matter. Isn't there a saying that there is no shortage of beauty in life, just a lack of eyes to see it?
However, I don't think this saying gets to the heart of the matter. It's better to listen to the old man Wang Yangming from the Ming Dynasty. He said that all scenery is actually a reflection of our inner selves. When you're in a good mood, for example when you're strolling with your boyfriend through the school grounds, you'll see that even a small stream is more beautiful than the sea.
But when you're with me, no matter how beautiful a scene is, after a while, you'll feel like this, and think it's nothing special.'
Feng Yiping had a hard time putting together these words, and he even went so far as to drag a sage from hundreds of years ago to endorse him. In fact, he only has a smattering of knowledge about 'Xinxue' (the school of thought founded by Wang Yangming in the Ming Dynasty), but Zheng Jiayi is probably even less knowledgeable about it.
There's no way around it, he's just setting himself up to be blown up.
As someone who has been married for more than ten years but actually has little experience in handling relationships between men and women, he has not handled Zhang Yan and Huang Jingping well. So whether it is his self-delusion that Zheng Jiayi has a little interest in him, or Zheng Jiayi may really have a little interest, he feels that he must use euphemisms that do not hurt feelings, and more importantly, do not hurt someone's pride, to clearly express his meaning.
At the same time, he also reviewed himself and found that he still couldn't get rid of some of the bad habits of a married man. Specifically, when he was with a young girl, although he really didn't have any thoughts, he liked to joke around and tease her, because he was married and didn't have to worry about being misunderstood.
But sometimes, some young girls might take this as a sign of interest, and selectively forget the fact that he was not single.
Zheng Jiayi didn't say anything in response to his long speech, but covered herself with his jacket and pretended to sleep. 'I'm a little tired,'
'Okay, you go to sleep, driver, drive slowly.'
'Yes, Mr Feng,'
The Chinese and English versions of the magazine's advertisements have both made progress, and another possible minefield has been removed. Feng Yiping slept soundly and carefree at night, but Zheng Jiayi might not have been the same. In the morning, when Feng Yiping made a special trip to accompany her shopping, she was a bit listless and distracted.
When she returned to the Special Administrative Region and met Jin Ling, she felt a little better. However, during the farewell lunch, she and Jin Ling seemed to have rehearsed their criticism of Feng Yiping.
'You're a petty, stingy man with no grace,' Jin Ling said as she ate lobster. freewebnσvel.cøm
'I paid for this meal myself,' Feng Yiping immediately retorted with a ready-made example.
'Look, this is the best example. You are lucky to be dining with two beautiful women like us, so it is only natural that you pay, so what's there to brag about!'
Hearing Jin Ling's cheeky words, Feng Yiping was speechless!
'You're just a boring person who's obsessed with money and doesn't pay attention to anything around you,' Zheng Jiayi continued, criticising him. As a result, when she said this, she forgot that she was eating crab roe tofu and bit down hard. Boy, the sound of that crunch from her upper and lower front teeth was loud, but fortunately they didn't crack.
Feng Yiping also wondered why she was so indignant.
Feng Yiping thought to himself that he could handle one person, but at the same time dealing with two girls who were equally angry with him was really beyond his abilities. He knew that he had to go with the flow, so he had no choice but to serve them like two queens.
After he had seen Zheng Jiayi, who had regained some of her spirits, onto the plane, he said to Jin Ling in a threatening manner, 'I will remember what happened today, and when we get back to the capital, I will make you pay for it.'
'Cut,' Jin Ling said disdainfully.
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After just a few days together, the three people from the Ministry of Foreign Trade got to know Feng Yiping very well, so well that as soon as they met, they asked him for gifts. After receiving the pen Feng Yiping had prepared in advance, the few of them still said it wasn't enough, and they wanted him, the boss, to treat them to dinner that night. "No problem," Feng Yiping agreed readily. It was his treat anyway, and the company would pay the bill.
'First of all, I would like to express my gratitude to everyone. President Ou told me today that he is confident that at this Canton Fair, we will complete our annual foreign trade task of 5 million US dollars. For us, as first-time exhibitors, this result is not simple, and it is also a reflection of the capabilities of the entire Shenzhen Jiasheng Furniture team. Come, let's raise our glasses together and wish to complete the goal of generating over 100 million in output value next year.'
At this celebration, which was held in advance, everyone was happy to hear the boss's words. As soon as Feng Yiping finished speaking, the sound of glasses clinking on the table turntable could be heard in the private room.
'I think we should also toast to Yiping and General Manager Jin. This Canton Fair could not have achieved such results without your help,' said Lao Cai, who is also one of the shareholders of the furniture factory, raising his glass and leading everyone in a toast to the two of them.
'Yes, without the help of Mr. Yiping and Mr. Jin, we would not have achieved such good results this time. But please rest assured, we will be able to complete the next Canton Fair independently. However, I still hope to have the opportunity to learn from you.' After Lao Cai finished his toast, Ouboyang stood up.
'This is all part of our job, but although everyone is very excited now, I still want to pour cold water on the fire. Receiving orders is just the beginning, and completing these orders according to the contract is not the end. We must maintain these customers well and strive to turn all of them into our long-term partners.'
Of course, it was Jin Ling who said such words on such an occasion, but as the company's management, she was indeed needed to be someone as calm as her. Feng Yiping sang the red face, and she sang the white face as well.
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'Sister Jin, why don't we go to my place for lunch,' Feng Yiping said rather insincerely to Jin Ling, who was half-embracing Huang Jingping, as they walked towards the company's business car in the airport parking lot.
'I'm not going to be the third wheel,'
'Sister Jin, let's go together, the meal is ready. Besides, we're used to you being the third wheel,' Huang Jingping said, her smile never ceasing from the moment they were picked up.
Jin Ling pointed at her with a mix of laughter and tears, saying, 'You, being with him, don't learn the good things, but pick up all these smooth-talking ways.'
'Yiping said he learned from you,' Huang Jingping retorted.
Haha, this is called instant karma, for bullying me with Zheng Jiayi yesterday! Haha, Feng Yiping felt so good taking revenge like this with his friends!
Jin Ling of course did not go home with them, she had some sense.
Finally, after arriving home, Feng Yiping's first priority was not to eat, of course. A little separation makes the heart grow fonder, but in the end, he was miserable.
Clothed in disarray, Huang Jingping, with a peach-colored face, buried her head in his chest and apologized, 'I didn't expect such a coincidence either. Tomorrow, tomorrow will be a good day,'
What can you do when you run into such a cheeky relative who won't leave?
'You can pick up Wen Hong in the afternoon, I probably won't have time,' Feng Yiping hurriedly finished eating, gave his instructions and returned to school with pent-up anger, which just so happened to help him defuse the mine at school.