In the evening, when Nie Zheng came back, Feng Xiaoxiao told him about this, and Nie Zheng couldn't help but laugh.
Nie Zheng squeezed her hand, with soft eyes, and asked her, "Why don't you accept the small gift of 1.3 million yuan?
Doesn’t it feel good to be held by someone?”
"OK."
Feng Xiaoxiao pouted and nodded.
"But, do I need people to follow me?
I am Feng Xiaoxiao, a very famous new actress, with 80 million fans on Weibo. If I want to be popular, I can just drop into the fan base."
Nie Zheng looked at her and smiled, "Yes, it makes sense."
"whispering sound."
Feng Xiaoxiao pinched his cheeks and gently pulled them on both sides.
"Where's the test for me?
You really think I'm stupid, that Ye Yang is obviously keeping an eye on my whereabouts and deliberately ran to show his courtesy.
I know they want to ask you to do something, right?"
"clever."
Nie Zheng pulled her to sit on top of him, holding her waist.
"Then why don't you agree?
If you agree, you can easily get 1.3 million, and you may get more in the future.
Don’t you like money?”
"Like it."
Feng Xiaoxiao hooked her arms around his neck, her eyes sparkling with intelligence.
"But, I already have you, am I short of money?
I don't understand anything, so I don't do anything.
I don’t want to cause trouble for you.”
Pillow wind should not be blown randomly.
She is really confident in her own charm.
So, you have to be more careful.
Are there too many examples of this man becoming a coward because of a woman’s pillow style?
It can't be a help to his career, at least it shouldn't be a stumbling block.
Feng Xiaoxiao leaned against Nie Zheng and said in a low voice, "Don't look down on others anymore. You and I are on the same team. As for what difficulties they have, I don't want to know."
At this moment, Nie Zheng's heart was like a pot of water placed on the stove, and Feng Xiaoxiao was the fire, making his pot of water bubble.
Nie Zheng didn't know how to hurt her. He held her in his arms and rubbed her gently.
"In the future, you don't need to worry so much."
"Um?"
Feng Xiaoxiao was surprised and raised his head, "Did I do something wrong?"
"right."
Nie Zheng smiled and nodded, "But I don't want you to worry about such a trivial matter.
Just accept a small gift if you like it. If you don't like it, it's a different matter. With your husband's status, if you accept something from them, you don't have to give them face."
Feng Xiaoxiao: ...She understands that Nie Zheng is asking her to just take gifts and not do any work.
is this okay?
Nie Zheng gave her a look of affirmation, "It's okay, you can do whatever you want.
Your husband will protect you."
"OK."
Feng Xiaoxiao narrowed her eyes and smiled.
That's fine, it saves her the trouble of dealing with them.
If they have the ability to deliver a gift to her, then she will accept it, and she doesn't care about anything else.
"Let's go."
Nie Zheng stood up with Feng Xiaoxiao in his arms, "Look at the painting you bought."
"whee."
Mentioning this, Feng Xiaoxiao felt a little embarrassed, "I bought it blindly."
If she hadn't met Ye Yang, she might not have dared to buy it. Most of the time she bought it because she didn't want to accept Ye Yang's gift.
No matter how much money he spends, Feng Xiaoxiao is not afraid anymore, but this is a painting, and he is really afraid of showing his timidity in front of Mr. Nie.
How could Mr. Nie embarrass Xiaoxiao?
He put his arm around her waist and said without paying much attention, "I was just looking blindly."
whispering sound.
Feng Xiaoxiao didn't believe it. Nie Zheng himself could draw and frame paintings. The paintings that Da Yu'er painted before were framed by Nie Zheng himself and are now hanging in his study room in Jinyuan.
However, she enjoyed Mr. Nie's thoughtfulness.
"This is it."
Feng Xiaoxiao took out the painting, and together with Nie Zheng, slowly unfolded the scroll, carefully.
Nie Zheng picked up the magnifying glass on the table and looked at it carefully.
Feng Xiaoxiao held her breath, not daring to disturb him, like a primary school student waiting for the teacher to correct his homework.
"How about it?"
Feng Xiaoxiao asked, Nie Zheng had already seen the end.
"It is indeed an imitation painting from the late Qing Dynasty."
Nie Zheng put down the magnifying glass.
There was no surprise or disappointment on his expression.
Feng Xiaoxiao knew that the painting she bought was mediocre and not good.
She pouted, "I can't buy this kind of thing. I'd better not buy it randomly when you're not around."
"Won't."
Nie Zheng naturally wanted to coax his beloved wife, "It all depends on whether you like antiques. As long as you like them, they are valuable."
Feng Xiaoxiao tilted her head, "Is it like liking someone?"
"right."
Nie Zheng laughed, "This is a very unique metaphor."
Feng Xiaoxiao could tell that he had been very upset recently, so he could only relax when he was with her.
Feng Xiaoxiao rubbed his eyebrows and asked him, "Are the Ye family's affairs very troublesome?"
"Um."
Nie Zheng nodded, not intending to hide it from her.
"Then how long are you going to stay here?"
Feng Xiaoxiao was worried, "What should we do over there in Jingcheng?"
Nie Zheng is not worried about this, "With Yi Yang, Third Uncle, and Grandpa in charge over there, there won't be any problems in the prosperous age."
Over the years since he took office, all the branches of the Nie family have been cleaned up, and now the core of the prosperous world are all his confidants.
Feng Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief, "The Ye family can't always rely on you.
You don't have the ability to clone yourself.
Isn’t that cousin of yours very good?"
Nie Zheng was silent, "The writing is quite decent, after all, nothing happened.
Training is needed, but right now, the most important thing is to let him do a big project so that the Ye family can see him."
Ye Wenzheng's biggest problem right now is that the Ye family doesn't take him seriously.
Ye Wen was anxious about this and took some very irrational measures.
In addition, everyone else in the Ye family is ready to make a move, such as today's Ye Yang, one of them.
Feng Xiaoxiao could tell that Nie Zheng wanted to help Ye Wenzheng.
"Did you encounter any problems?"
"Um."
Nie Zheng nodded, "The project proposed by Wen Zheng is not completely unfeasible. He is really working hard. I... want to help him."
The reason is for no other reason than Ye Jingming.
Ye Wen is the most orthodox bloodline of my grandfather. If possible, he is of course the best choice for heir. Even if something happens, Ye Jingming can leave smoothly.
"So what's the problem now?"
Just as a casual chat, Nie Zheng told Feng Xiaoxiao.
"The original owner of the land stipulated in the contract that the height of the new building should not exceed 7 floors."
"ah?"
Feng Xiaoxiao was startled. Even a novice like her in the business world was surprised.
The original mentality of the original holders is unknown, but what kind of society is it now?
Now that the population density is so high, every inch of land is at a premium.
No more than 7 stories in height?
Isn't this a joke?
For commercial use, this is obviously not feasible.