Recast youth

Chapter 1053 Uncle and Nephew

"You go about your business first."

After talking with the leaders of Dongcheng University for more than an hour, Ye Feng finally couldn't hold back his sleepiness and took the opportunity to run away. Before leaving, he returned the task to HR department manager Wang Lan and department director Zhang Heng.

Ye Feng chatted with his teacher Wang Shouli.

"Everyone's focus is on you. How does it feel to ask for your opinion?" Wang Shouli looked at Ye Feng with a smile.

Ye Feng asked with a smile: "Teacher, do you want to hear the official version or the unofficial version?"

"Let's talk about the official stuff first." Wang Shouli said with a smile.

Ye Feng said solemnly: "I can't be where I am today without the good learning environment provided by the school, the careful teaching of my teachers, the cultivation of me by the school leaders. It takes ten years to cultivate trees and a hundred years to cultivate people. I also always Keeping in mind what the school taught me, I want to be a person who contributes to society and the country, and I also want to repay the school... "

"Stop, stop, stop, you should talk about something unofficial." Seeing that Ye Feng was getting more and more enthusiastic, Wang Shouli quickly interrupted him.

"Unofficially, the old lady's foot wraps are smelly and too long."

Ye Feng pinched his eyebrows and said with some pain: "Principal Chen is so good at speaking. During the [-]th anniversary and graduation ceremony, he almost made me fall asleep while talking."

"There's no way to do that."

Wang Shouli smiled and said to Ye Feng: "In this society, many words still need to be modified before they can be spoken. Although there are more general principles, the advantage is that the speech is not targeted, and the speech targets are all the public, and they will not be emotional because of anything. If you don't want to change your words, people with good intentions will not catch the loopholes in your words. In a broad sense, it means that people can't fault you. As the person in charge of a large company now, you are equivalent to half a public figure. Maybe you will be picked on in the future. There are a lot of people who get stabbed, so you still have to be careful when speaking in public."

"Well, I see."

Ye Feng nodded. He still understood the two principles of fearing people's words and not being arrogant.

"As long as you know."

Wang Shouli was quite relieved about Ye Feng, who seemed a bit out of tune. In fact, he almost never mentioned that he had taken detours or had any unique characteristics.

Occasionally when Wang Xin goes home for dinner, Wang Shouli will get very high comments about Ye Feng from Wang Xin, although Wang Xin mostly complains that the boss is too lazy.

Wang Shouli said to Ye Feng, "Call Wang Xin later and ask her to come back for dinner in the evening."

"Teacher, you can do it yourself."

Ye Feng cried out in pain. Wang Xin knew he was coming back and definitely wanted to catch a young man. Ye Feng was so sleepy that he just wanted to go home and have a good sleep. He now felt that his upper and lower eyelids could be crushed even if they were held up with a matchstick.

Wang Shouli laughed and scolded: "I called her. I would have called her if she came back. I have to ask you, the boss, to put pressure on her."

"All right, let me try."

Seeing what Wang Shouli said, Ye Feng had no choice but to accept the hard work. After saying goodbye to Wang Shouli, he got into the car with Feng Sande and Feng Zheng who were waiting aside.

Ye Feng got in the car and called Wang Xin.

After the call was connected, Wang Xin asked on the phone: "Are you back?"

"Just got off the plane."

Ye Feng made it up without blushing or out of breath, then changed the subject and said, "By the way, the teacher called me just now and asked you to go home for dinner tonight."

Wang Xin didn't say whether he was going back or not, but asked in a bad tone: "Did you just get off the plane, or did you get off the plane long ago and are now at Dongcheng University?"

Ye Feng said: "I think the managers and supervisors of the HR department need to be dealt with severely. As the middle and senior leaders of the company, how can they betray their bosses at will? They have a treason behind their backs."

"Come on, you just want to be lazy." Wang Xin said angrily on the phone.

"I really didn't want to be lazy."

Ye Feng said helplessly: "My sister Xin, I came back from the United States and took a plane for two consecutive days. I didn't sleep last night and I'm almost sleepy now. Can you let me go back to sleep first? Your boss wants to Sudden death."

"What did you do last night?"

"Be a thief!"

Ye Feng replied fiercely, and then said: "By the way, don't forget to go home for dinner at night."

"No reply, the work plan for this month has to be worked out today." Wang Xin said on the phone. "Give me some face." Ye Feng said, "I'll go to work early in the morning tomorrow."

"make a deal!"

After Ye Feng died, he felt sleepy and asked Feng Zheng to drive back to Xinlong Mansion. After arriving home, Ye Feng didn't know how he got back to the room. He vaguely remembered that he felt the sunlight outside was dazzling and he felt dizzy. He closed the curtains, fell on the bed and fell asleep.

Feng Sande turned on the constant temperature air conditioner for Ye Feng, then lifted up Ye Feng's clothes and took a look at a shallow red scar on his abdomen, then covered him with a quilt, closed the door very gently, and went downstairs.

Since Ye Feng is basically away from home every three days, Feng Sande is now responsible for changing the water in the pond at home and feeding large fish such as arapaima and tiger fish.

Feng Sande went downstairs and first filled a basin of small fish in a stainless steel basin, and then came over to feed the arapaima and tiger fish. Every time a fish was thrown down, there would be a fight and the arapaima jumping and falling into the water. A huge splash in the water.

Feng Zhengzheng stood beside Feng Sande silently.

After Feng Sande finished feeding all the fish in the pond, he put the stainless steel basin aside in a leisurely manner, then walked up to Feng Zheng, and kicked Feng Zheng in the thigh without any warning.

Feng Zheng stood still and took it hard.

"Hey, you've got a lot of patience, right?"

When Feng Sande saw Feng Zheng being kicked, he didn't even take a step back. His face suddenly turned gloomy, like a eunuch chief who came out of the deep palace compound, not only gloomy, but also sinister.

Even when I speak, I feel sad.

Feng Sande turned around and took the stainless steel food bowl that had been placed. When he came back, he hit Feng Zheng on the head hard and cursed: "I'm the eighteenth generation ancestor of you, you idiot." You're a piece of trash with a thing in your crotch and stuck on your head. I asked you to go to the United States to protect your boss, but you actually let him get a knife. Damn it to you!"

a bit.

Twice.

Three times.

Feng Sande was much shorter than Feng Zheng, so the way he hit Feng Zheng on the head with a stainless steel basin looked very funny. He had to jump up to hit Feng Zheng on the head.

But it was such a funny scene. Feng Zheng just stood there and endured it, neither hiding nor resisting. One side of his forehead was even red and swollen from the blow, and the bottom of the stainless steel basin in Feng Sande's hand was also dented.

"Damn it, your mother, your head is really hard."

Feng Sande cursed and his eyes were as gloomy as a night owl. He stared at Feng Zheng and cursed breathlessly: "If the boss hadn't come back with the parts intact, I would have cut off your third leg and fed it to the dogs." !”

"I understand, Third Master." Feng Zheng responded in a deep voice.

Feng Sande was so exhausted after those few jumps that he panted for a long time before he recovered. Then he saw a red and swollen patch on Feng Zheng's forehead and asked, "Damn it, if the boss wakes up later and asks you what's going on with your head, how do you say?"

"I hit it myself." Feng Zheng said without hesitation.

"Do you think your boss is a bad guy like you? No, no, no, you are the only one who is a bad guy!"

Feng Sande quickly changed his words, and then felt that Feng Zheng had caused him to scold the boss. He was so angry that he couldn't help but want to hit Feng Zheng's head with a stainless steel basin, but in the end he couldn't bear it, so he sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette. , his eyes were deep and he said in a deep tone: "Do you know that the boss doesn't treat us as outsiders?"

Feng Zheng walked over: "I know."

Feng Sande held the cigarette between his thumb and forefinger, took a strong puff, and slowly exhaled it. The smoke was thick. Feng Sande couldn't see his expression and said, "If you want to die, do you know that you will die in front of the boss?"

"Okay." This time, Feng Zheng didn't need to know, but responded with the word "good".

"Well, this sentence is somewhat human-like."

Feng Sande nodded, then stood up, walked to Feng Zheng, and gestured with each other's heights with his hands. His eyes were still not serious, he smiled, and said with emotion: "If you don't pay attention, you are so stupid." You're already so tall, don't worry, if you really lose your life for the boss, Third Master will pay for it with your life."

When Feng Zheng heard this, his nose felt a little sore. The uncle and nephew had traveled all over the country for more than 20 years, and they knew that the old man in front of him had a stooped back, a slight limp in walking, and a not very positive image. He almost never told the truth to others or spoke from the bottom of his heart.

But what this sentence says is true.

He, Feng Sande, also had a reputation for being extremely bloody, but his bloody nature was worn out 20 years ago, and at that time only the young Feng Zheng had seen the third master's bloody nature with his own eyes.

(End of this chapter)