Chapter 4: Start reading

Although Feng Yue has mixed up with some rivers and lakes status, Chu Yanshen is still not a figure that Feng Yue can offend. "Father and Son" was shot by Chu's investment. The brokerage company signed by Feng Yue is also under Chu's. To put it bluntly, Feng Yue is red again. It is also an employee under the control of Zhu Yanshen. Employees like Feng Yue have thousands and hundreds. The big boss is their parents, so they have offended them by no means.
Feng Yue is not going to run these events, but Qiao Yun is his agent, so he must pay attention to it. When Chu Yanshen walked into the restaurant door, she saw it. This Chinese restaurant is quite well-known, and there are often many businessmen. Celebrities come here, but not Chu Yanshen's shop. According to information in Qiao Yun's hands, this mysterious big boss has an almost abnormal metamorphosis, so he rarely eats in restaurants outside.
Qiao Yun sometimes thinks that this big boss Chu is really weird, but he is weird. He must not neglect, let alone he has come over.
Although it was strange for the purpose of Boss Chu, Qiao Yun kicked Feng Yue under the table and motioned him not to patronize.
Feng Yue kicked her inexplicably, looked up at her innocently, but also found Chu Yanshen walking towards their table. For many years of tacit understanding, Feng Yue suddenly understood Qiao Yun's purpose and stood up politely: "Chu It always turned out. "
Although Chu Yanshen is a big boss, he is not familiar with the artists he belongs to. Feng Yue was able to speak because he had seen him several times because of his "father and son". After the polite greeting, Chu Yanshen's eyes could not help but fall on the next uncle. .
Ziyi belongs to the type that has nothing to do with himself. No matter if the other person is her brother's big boss, it is impossible for her to intersect with herself, so it ’s always right to eat her, not to mention that she has n’t eaten it for six years. Such an authentic hometown dish, she wished she could swallow all the plates.
Although she eats fast, it is not ugly to eat. This is due to her son's control of her. She always dislikes her every time she eats. From washing her hands before meals, she controls how to use the tableware properly. Zizi sometimes feels that He didn't give birth to a son, he gave birth to a father.
?? The longer it looks, it looks almost exactly the same, but with more femininity, it makes this face separate from Feng Yue.
At the same time Zhao Dong was playing Quan Quan, Chu Yanshen was also watching Zi Yan. She wore a white broad-shouldered skirt today. The style of the skirt is very simple. In terms of texture, it is not a big brand, but Shengsheng is very suitable for her. Wear a texture for her, making it look like those first-tier brands.
Chu Yanshen couldn't help thinking about how such a woman would look if she wore textured clothes. Chu Yanshen rarely looked at a woman like this. She came over because she had the same brown chestnut-colored microvolumes as the women in her dreams. Long hair, but he suddenly found that the face almost identical to Feng Yue, with this long brown chestnut hair, came up with an absurd idea, he was the woman in his dream.
Chu Yanshen couldn't help but set her eyes on her neck. Her neck was slender, her head bowed slightly, her curving arc was quite moving, her skin was very white, and she could barely see the capillary blood holes. This was a dream with him. The woman here is the same. Her face does not have any traces of fat powder, which makes Chu Yan deeply feel that she should be comfortable if she kisses on it.
A white and thin platinum necklace was worn on the snow-white neck. Under the light of the ceiling, a bright light overflowed, reflecting such a touching neck that it was impossible to look away.
Since he couldn't move, Chu Yanshen also looked down. When his eyes fell on the beautiful neck socket, he squinted slightly. Where is there really a cinnabar mole, as in his dream, the mole is not big, It's just because the colors are beautiful that they won't be ignored.
Why is this woman so similar to the woman in her dream, and even such details are consistent, he seems to have found the exit that troubled his dream, and said, "This is ..."
The price of the equipment will not be too cheap, and the style, Zhao Dong looks to Feng Yue, and Feng Yue has the same model, so what is the relationship between the two? Where is this woman next to?
When Zhao Dong's eyes fell on Ziyi's face, he took a moment to look. After working with Chu for so many years, his celebrities have seen more. Few people have made him feel amazing, but the woman in front of him He was amazing once, and looked very similar to Feng Yue, almost the same, but with more femininity, this face separated from Feng Yue.
At the same time Zhao Dong was playing Quan Quan, Chu Yanshen was also watching Zi Yan. She wore a white broad-shouldered skirt today. The style of the skirt is very simple. In terms of texture, it is not a big brand, but Shengsheng is very suitable for her. Wear a texture for her, making it look like those first-tier brands.
Chu Yanshen couldn't help thinking about how such a woman would look if she wore textured clothes. Chu Yanshen rarely looked at a woman like this. She came over because she had the same brown chestnut-colored microvolumes as the women in her dreams. Long hair, but he suddenly found that the face almost identical to Feng Yue, with this long brown chestnut hair, came up with an absurd idea, he was the woman in his dream.
Chu Yanshen couldn't help but set her eyes on her neck. Her neck was slender, her head bowed slightly, her curving arc was quite moving, her skin was very white, and she could barely see the capillary blood holes. This was a dream with him. The woman here is the same. Her face does not have any traces of fat powder, which makes Chu Yan deeply feel that she should be comfortable if she kisses on it.
A white and thin platinum necklace was worn on the snow-white neck. Under the light of the ceiling, a bright light overflowed, reflecting such a touching neck that it was impossible to look away.
Since he couldn't move, Chu Yanshen also looked down. When his eyes fell on the beautiful neck socket, he squinted slightly. Where is there really a cinnabar mole, as in his dream, the mole is not big, It's just because the colors are beautiful that they won't be ignored.
Why is this woman so similar to the woman in her dream, and even such details are consistent, he seems to have found the exit that troubled his dream, and said, "This is ..."
Although Chu Yanshen's eyes lingered on Zi Xi, he was still polite and inadvertent, so the dull brother and sister Feng Yue didn't feel anything, but the sensitive Feng Yi discovered it. It looks like this uncle who helped his own family I'm interested.
Feng Yi always hates men who are close to his mother. In foreign countries, those who are close to his son-in-law have been rejected by Feng Yi before his development. Since Feng was four or four years old, the right of mother and son to speak is absolutely in Feng In one hand, Ziyi has lived almost the same as a nun over the years.
However, Ziyi himself didn't want to, because the night six years ago was too horrible. Even though he couldn't remember the person's face, but the pain he put on his body was unforgettable, so Ziyi never wanted to find him in his life. Man, so for Feng Yi's pursuit of pursuers by various means, she even feels relaxed, the province's own rejection, judging from past experience, often after she refuses, men are usually more crazy, in fact, there is a A precocious son is not entirely useless.
Feng Yi, who has always hated men approaching his mother, found that he didn't even hate the uncle in front of him. He weighed it in his heart and thought that this uncle might be able to observe the development. Always go to school and start a business. He is a man, and he must shoulder the responsibility of supporting his family. Naturally, he ca n’t keep his wife forever. He can use his family's emotional quotient. Feng Yi ca n’t rest assured, so find a trustee for him. Looks like the best choice, this uncle doesn't look annoying.
Feng Yi, who came up with this idea, immediately took the conversation: "This is my mother Feng Ziyu, at Columbia University. I studied design. The reason why I returned to China is because of the Tianyu Group resort. I asked my mother to design the interior of the resort. ... "Before he finished speaking, he gave Zihao a hand and covered his mouth.
Zi Xie was a bit scared. Although I always knew that my son was a small cricket, he was only limited to himself. Although he was polite in front of outsiders, he was basically cool and handsome. I do n’t know what kind of wind is today. The stranger became a little babble in front of him, so he sent his ancestors eight generations to others.
Ziyi raised her head and hurriedly glanced at Chu Yanshen, then lowered her head again, and reached her son's ear to teach him to hold in front of strangers ...
To tell the truth, Zi Yan's eyes hurt Chu Yanshen a bit. No woman has ever treated herself so slowly, and the eyes she just looked at are definitely not pretentious and insidious, she really didn't care a little, her eyes told Oneself, to her, is a stranger with only one side, so there's no need to look at it or even remember.
Moreover, she turned out to be a mother of a five- or six-year-old child. Now that she has a child, she naturally has a husband. In spring, she is such a married woman with a child. Is there anything more absurd than this? .
Thinking of this, Chu Yan deeply felt that his behavior was extraordinarily ridiculous, withdrew his gaze, nodded with Feng Yue and turned away. Feng Yue felt a little inexplicable. I didn't know what the purpose of the big boss suddenly came to say hello to him, he could do it. Ignore yourself.
Qiao Yun's eyes fell on Ziyu, lamenting that good growth is good. With this face, even the president, who has always been cold, has looked a few more times, but he does not know the deep cleanliness of Chu Da The president, if he knew what Feng Ziyi was doing privately, he would probably throw it out directly.
Feng Yi managed to break free of Zi Xie's restraint, but found that his uncle, who was just looking good, and felt that he could observe and observe, was gone, so he glared at Zi Xie: "What do you cover my mouth?"
Ziyu shrugged: "Because you are so noisy, your mother's ears hurt ..."