The strongest door-to-door son-in-law

Chapter 162 Enchanted
"Ruoyun, I suddenly feel a little out of my mind. I need your rescue."

"I don't have time to save you, I have to go to the company."

"Then I'll come to your company to find you."

Li Ruoyun was helpless: "Boss, don't you even have to go to work?"

"I have no intention of going to work now. If I can't find my boyfriend, I think I will die."

"Crazy!" Li Ruoyun hung up the phone.

After Ye Feng sent Li Ruoyun to her company, he changed direction and headed to the Herbal Cosmetics Manufacturing Factory. He wanted to see the current progress.

Li Ruoyun was in short supply of domestically produced cosmetics, so he had to get the production line up and running in the shortest possible time.

Not long after Li Ruoyun sat down in the office, Huang Yiran appeared.

Today, Huang Yiran has serious dark circles and two big bags under her eyes, which is obviously the result of not sleeping.

Looking at the mobile phone in Huang Yiran's hand, Li Ruoyun frowned and said, "You haven't been scrolling through Douyin all night, have you?"

Huang Yiran nodded: "Dear, yes, I'm in deep trouble now and can't extricate myself. You have to help me."

After Huang Yiran finished speaking, she lay down on the sofa in Li Ruoyun's office like a Ge You, looking indifferent to life and death and saying that she would be finished sooner or later.

Li Ruoyun made her a cup of coffee: "You look like this, I can't pull you off."

Huang Yiran grabbed the mobile phone on the coffee table and started playing the video again.

Li Ruoyun couldn't bear it anymore and grabbed the phone.

"Ruoyun, don't, I will go crazy if I can't hear the piano music played by my male god."

Li Ruoyun's eyes touched the back figure on the screen again, and then the back figure of Ye Feng appeared involuntarily in his mind.

It’s indeed too similar!

Seeing Li Ruoyun staring at the phone in a daze, Huang Yiran quickly grabbed the phone and said nervously: "Don't have any ideas about my boyfriend. You are married now, do you understand?"

"Yi Ran, do you think that figure from the back looks like the same person?" Li Ruoyun said, not too sure.

"Yes, he looks very much like my male idol. No, he is my male idol." Huang Yiran, who was sleep deprived, was a little confused when speaking, and quickly took a sip of coffee.

Li Ruoyun rolled his eyes: "I mean, do you think the person in the video looks like Ye Feng?"

"What? Are you kidding me? How could my male idol be that useless... how could he look like Ye Feng!" Huang Yiran meowed like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

"I just think..."

“I don’t think it’s okay, I think it’s wrong too!”

It was really difficult to talk to someone who had lost their mind. Li Ruoyun had no choice but to snatch the phone from her hand, press pause, point at the screen and say: "See for yourself, are the clothes this person is wearing the same as what Ye Feng was wearing yesterday?" Exactly the same!”

Although Huang Yiran watched the video countless times, she really didn't pay attention to the clothes.

After Li Ruoyun said this, he found that the clothes his male idol was wearing were indeed exactly the same as the clothes Ye Feng wore yesterday.

But this doesn't mean that her male idol is Ye Feng. If it were really Ye Feng, Huang Yiran's dream would be shattered, and she couldn't accept it from the bottom of her heart.

Definitely just a shirt!

Huang Yiran shook her head decisively: "It's just a shirt. It's definitely not Ye Feng. Can Ye Feng play the piano?" Li Ruoyun thought for a while and shook his head: "I've never seen him play the piano."

"That's right, even if Ye Feng can play the piano, do you think he can play it as well as my boyfriend? The melody played by the boyfriend is the most beautiful music in the world, and the lingering sound lingers for three days... ..." Huang Yiran entered the fantasy state again.

"Okay, okay, drink your coffee and get out of here, I still have to work."

Li Ruoyun had no doubt that if Huang Yiran stayed here, he would not be able to do anything today.

On the other side, Ye Feng had already driven into the gate of the Herbal Cosmetics Manufacturing Factory.

After parking the car in the parking lot, as soon as he got out of the car, Zeng Yong appeared in front of him.

"Zeng Yong, what's the matter?" Ye Feng asked.

Zeng Yong looked at Ye Feng, a little embarrassed and hesitant.

"You can tell me if you have anything. Is Zhong Yue treating you..." Ye Feng said again.

Zeng Yong shook his head: "It has nothing to do with Director Zhong. Mr. Ye, you healed my leg and allowed me to work here. You are my benefactor. Originally I shouldn't have made any demands, but now I have a few My brothers are really having a hard time, and I want to help them, so..."

"Your brother? What's going on? Please tell me in detail." Ye Feng became interested.

He had seen Zeng Yong's skills with his own eyes in the bank. If his brothers had his skills, they would definitely be talents.

They are talented people, so naturally they have to be recruited.

"They retired from the army together with me. People like us have low education, so it is difficult to find a job. Some of them work in hotels, and some look at cars in car parks..."

"Mr. Ye, I wonder if there is still a shortage of manpower in the factory. If so, can we let them in? Don't worry, they can endure any hardship."

There were five people who retired with Zeng Yong. They were the closest comrades and best brothers in the army.

Although all of them were good soldiers in the army, after they retired, in this society that set academic qualifications, they were unable to use their skills, so they were reduced to doing part-time jobs to support their families.

Ye Feng pondered for a while and asked: "How many people are there in total?"

"There are five of them, and their skills are no less than mine." Zeng Yong replied.

Ye Feng suddenly changed the subject and asked: "How many of the current security guards do you think can be left?"

"It's hard to say now. The training time is not over yet. Although they were not very good before, they have been working very hard recently." Zeng Yong told the truth.

Ye Feng nodded: "Call all five of your brothers. I will ask Zhong Yue to interview them, and then arrange corresponding jobs according to each person's strengths."

"Thank you, Mr. Ye."

Zeng Yong was grateful from the bottom of his heart. He felt that he had met someone noble. His current salary was comparable to that of urban white-collar workers sitting in high-end office buildings. It was enough to support his sister's schooling and the family's living expenses.

Now that this noble man has helped him solve his brothers' problems, he really doesn't know how to repay him.

Next, Ye Feng, led by Zhong Yue, visited the new production line being assembled, and the decoration was also in full swing.

It is conceivable that not long after, a new and advanced cosmetics production factory will be reborn from the ashes.

"Zhong Yue, how is the current staffing situation?" Ye Feng asked.

Zhong Yue replied truthfully: "We still need an accountant, a cashier, and someone to manage the equipment."

(End of this chapter)