"You...what do you want to do? There are cameras here. If you touch me, I will sue you." Ling Yanyan looked up and saw the camera on the corner of the elevator.
Feng Zhiming didn't care at all, "Your idea is a bit childish." Sue him? Maybe Ling Yanyan in front of her hasn't figured out his identity yet!
Ling Yanyan looked at his evil smile and really wanted to slap him. She was really unlucky to meet him two days in a row.
The elevator stopped on the twelfth floor, "Sir, can you make room for a moment? I'm here." Ling Yanyan pushed Feng Zhiming away who was deliberately standing in front of her, and walked out of the elevator as quickly as possible, head
He walked to the conference room without looking back.
Feng Zhiming watched her disappear into the corridor and said to himself: "I didn't expect you to come to the door automatically." He pressed the elevator door.
As soon as Ling Yanyan pushed open the door of the conference room, she was also shocked, oh, mygod! Is this an interview or a beauty pageant? No matter, if the Feng Group really chooses people based on their appearance, or if they dress up enchantingly, they will admit people.
If so, it’s okay not to do this job.
I walked to an empty seat and sat down, rubbing my sore feet and waiting for the interview.
Two hours later, Ling Yanyan finally finished the interview. As soon as she got off the elevator, she saw Shen Tian standing at the door with a look of infatuation, watching the handsome guys coming in and out, almost drooling.
"Tian, you can go." Ling Yanyan patted her hard.
Shen Tian pulled her aside and said, "Yanyan, have you seen the handsome CEO?"
Ling Yanyan shook her head and looked at Shen Tian who was full of disappointment: "I'm here for a job interview, not to see the handsome guy. Besides, I'm only applying for a small assistant in the design department, and I don't need to be dignified.
The president of Feng Group should interview me personally!"
"That's right!" Shen Tian flattened his mouth helplessly, "Hey, have you met any seniors?"
Ling Yanyan still shook her head, "No!"
Shen Tian grabbed her and said, "Then let's go and have a look. We haven't seen our seniors for several months."
"No, it's working time now, how can you disturb his work. Let's go!" Ling Yanyan reluctantly pulled Shen Tian to leave.
But after walking a few steps, a car stopped beside them, "Beauty, your feet are not healed yet? Let me give you a ride!" Ling Yanyan didn't need to turn her head. As soon as she heard this voice, she
I feel uncomfortable all over.
Shen Tian looked at the limited-edition Porsche, one of the few in the world, and the tall and handsome man. He stared at Feng Zhiming with both eyes, barely stopping his nose from bleeding.
"Okay, okay!" Shen Tian nodded like a fool. This opportunity only comes once in a century. If he can't afford this car, it's not bad to take a ride!
Isn't Ling Yanyan so stupid? He stole his car and beat her to death, but she didn't even sit in his car. "You want to sit in his car, but I won't." After saying that, she walked forward.
"Yanyan, don't be like this, don't you have leg pain?" Shen Tian followed up with Ling Yanyan who was walking forward, while turning her head and looking at Feng Zhiming reluctantly.
Feng Zhiming looked at Ling Yanyan, she was so stubborn, but she also underestimated him.
As long as he wants, there is nothing he can't get.
"Yanyan, do you know that handsome guy just now? He knows that you injured your foot!" Shen Tian and Ling Yanyan were sitting at the bus stop, waiting for the bus.
"I don't know." It would be unlucky to know him!
"But why do I feel like you two know each other? If you do, you can introduce him to me!" Shen Tian looked at Ling Yanyan with a look of anticipation and some regret.
Ling Yanyan wanted to be speechless and silent, but she couldn't help but said: "Don't be a nymphomaniac, the bus is here."
It was already night when I returned to the apartment. I lay on the bed tiredly. I was so tired! I closed my eyes and prayed.
Heaven! Earth! God! Buddha! And all the great gods! Please protect me from meeting that hateful man again!
Did the prayer come true? Sure enough, the three days passed quite peacefully and happily, and the redness and swelling on my feet healed and no longer hurt.
Feng Zhiming was sitting in the office, with a piece of application information lying quietly on his desk. He looked at the person in the photo in the upper right corner and smiled sweetly.
It turned out that her name was Ling Yanyan, her parents were not filled in, her address was the old apartment he gave her to her that night, and the position she applied for was a design assistant.
At this time, there was a knock on the door, "Come in." Feng Zhiming did not raise his head, but stared at the photo.
"President, I have investigated clearly." Feng Zhiming's special assistant Li Rui came in with a file bag and handed it to her.
Feng Zhiming opened the file bag and took out the information inside.
She was an orphan? And she was sent to an orphanage by her father when she was six years old. What shocked him even more was that Ling Yanyan was the same age as Yu Qing.
Orphanage?! Suddenly an idea formed in Feng Zhiming's mind.
Feng Zhiming tore off the photo on his resume and handed it to Li Rui, "Have the HR manager inform her to come to work. The position is assistant to the president. She will report tomorrow."
"Yes, president." Li Rui took the resume and walked out of the president's office, leaving Feng Zhiming alone.
When the mahogany door closed, Feng Zhiming stood up, lit a cigarette, and looked at the panoramic view outside the floor-to-ceiling window.
Ling Yanyan, is she just Ling Yanyan? Isn't she his favorite Yuqing? But in his heart, he always feels that Yuqing is back.
Ling Yanyan, you will be me!
"Zhi Ming." The door was opened again. Wang Xueyi was wearing a white business suit. Her long hair was tied up and fixed with a starfish-shaped hairpin. She looked at Feng Zhiming with watery eyes and walked toward him on high heels.
Feng Zhiming put out the cigarette in his hand, walked back to the leather swivel office chair and sat down, "You didn't knock on the door when you came in. I don't want you to be indiscriminate between public and private matters in the company." He raised his eyes and looked at Wang Xueyi in front of him. .
Wang Xueyi had a smile on her face, "Zhi Ming, my uncle and aunt said they will return to China to see us next month."
"Really?" Even his son didn't know, but Wang Xueyi knew very well, "I'll be back when I get back. Just make arrangements to pick him up when you get there."
Wang Xueyi walked up to him and said, "Zhi Ming, why don't we pick him up together? But, my aunt said that we both should go together." She put her hands on his shoulders and lowered her head slightly. The special smell of perfume stimulated the wind. The sense of smell.
"I'm very busy." Feng Zhiming has not had enough quiet days.
Wang Xueyi bent down and said, "Zhi Ming, don't always reject me thousands of miles away, okay? This time, listen to me once, and let's pick it up together. Don't let your uncle and aunt down again, okay?" A look of expectation on her face. , she wants to hold on to him tightly. This time, she must get the Ming of Feng while Father Feng and Mother Feng are around.
Feng Zhiming pulled her into his arms forcefully, "Once, only this time. Next time, don't use this perfume." Although he said this, his face was buried tightly in her neck.