Chapter 1280 - The Story of Ling and Heng (543)

Chapter 1280: The Story of Ling and Heng (543)
You should consider yourself first.
Feng Ling did not wait for Ji Nuan to finish speaking. She directly cut her off and turned to leave.
Ji Nuan:
…

Feng Ling had just stepped out of the door when Xiao Ba returned. The moment she saw Feng Ling, she knew that she must have tormented Ji Nuan in the gym.
Xiao Ba was especially afraid that one day she would make Feng Ling unhappy and would be dragged into Ji Nuan’s gym to exercise. She immediately grinned at her with a terrified expression.
Hehe, goddess, you’re going home already? Aren’t you going to stay for a meal?

Xiao Ba was Ji Nuan’s fan, and Ji Nuan was also Xiao Ba’s goal. However, Feng Ling had always been Xiao Ba’s goddess. She was the kind of goddess whose martial strength was beyond the reach of others.
Feng Ling glanced at her.
It’s fine if you stay for dinner. I can teach you a set of martial arts.

Xiao Ba:
…
She immediately made an inviting gesture.
Please go home!

Feng Ling snorted, but there was a smile in her eyes. She liked the way she interacted with Ji Nuan and Xiao Ba. She was relaxed and could be herself as she pleased.
After leaving Ji Nuan’s place, Feng Ling did not go home directly. She received a call from Mr. Zand asking her to go to retrieve some documents.
…
Mr. Zand’s private villa.
As soon as Feng Ling arrived, she saw a limited edition blue Bugatti parked in the villa. She didn’t remember Mr. Zand had this in his garage. Could it be a new car?
But this car was completely different from Mr. Zand’s usual calm and shrewd character. It seemed to be driven by a younger person.
Feng Ling glanced at it and walked in. When she entered, she saw that there were two cups of coffee on the coffee table. She usually didn’t drink coffee, so the coffee was obviously not for her.
It seemed like there were other guests.

Miss Feng, you’re here.
Fei Yong walked over and said,
Mr. Zand is chatting with Mr. Ian in the study and will be out soon. Please wait a moment.

Feng Ling nodded.
Ian was the deputy president of the London International Bank that Ji Nuan had mentioned. He was a Chinese and English mixed-blood and appeared to be about thirty-two years old. She did not know much about him. She only remembered that Mr. Zand had mentioned this brother before. He was not a biological brother but seemed to be the younger brother of a cousin’s family member. After all, Mr. Zand was pure British blood, while Ian was half Chinese.
So when speaking Chinese, Mr. Ian was more fluent than Mr. Zand, and it was easier for them to communicate.
Feng Ling didn’t have much interaction with Mr. Zand’s brother. She had only met him once or twice because of Ji Nuan and Mr. Zand. When they were talking about business, she would sit by the side and listen. Right now, she was in the state of studying and learning. Most of the time, she still had to follow Ji Nuan, but fortunately, Ji Nuan was around. She told her everything about business without hiding anything. She also patiently explained all the ways to communicate with businessmen. Thus, Feng Ling had improved a lot. She could talk about contracts alone and meet clients. She could also successfully earn a lot of money based on her own judgment.
The Filipino maid went to pour a glass of apple juice for Feng Ling. After thanking her, Feng Ling stood in front of the window of the living room, holding the apple juice as she watched the garden scenery outside the window.
Mr. Zand’s front yard and backyard were decorated nicely. Most of them were green plants, and the air was fresh.
After waiting for less than ten minutes, Feng Ling heard someone laughing and chatting behind her. Then she heard the sound of footsteps approaching from the stairs. She turned back and saw Mr. Zand and Mr. Ian coming down with a smile.

You’re here?
Seeing Feng Ling, Mr. Zand waved at her.
Come here. I printed out the documents I mentioned last time. Take them back and sort them out. Take a good look.

Feng Ling walked over and took a stack of documents. It was all English words and numbers. She understood them all. After all, she grew up in the United States. She nodded.
All right. Aside from these classic cases of commercial war, do you need me to look at other financial cases?


Finish reading these first. Later, write a summary for me.


…
Feng Ling’s expression instantly stiffened. She was in disbelief.
You want me to write a summary?


Otherwise, why do you think I want you to read these?
Mr. Zand smiled.
Your grandfather gave you to me to teach you how to be a shrewd businessman. You have no foundation to begin with. After stepping into this industry, what you should learn is not in books but in your own experiences. You have seen and heard a lot of things in the United Kingdom in the past six months. Now you should work hard on these cases. I want you to write a summary to see how much you have absorbed. There’s no need to write it in detail. Just write what you want to express.

Feng Ling:
… Okay, I understand.

She put the documents into the file bag she brought with her and carefully put them away.
Standing by the side, Ian did not speak but did not leave. He just looked at Feng Ling for a while.
Mr. Zand was a man of few words, so he asked Feng Ling to go back. However, he felt that his brother was staring at him, so he turned to glance at him.
Why? Are you interested in my student?

A hint of a scrutinizing smile appeared on Ian’s handsome face.
I’m just curious about this Miss Feng. She’s clearly a beautiful young lady, but why does she keep a straight face all the time? And she doesn’t seem to have a good temper. I met her twice by chance, but I have a deep impression of her.

Feng Ling calmly replied,
I’m sorry. I’ve been like this since I was a child. I don’t mean to offend anyone. If I accidentally offended Mr. Ian, please forgive me on account that Mr. Zand is my mentor.


Hahahaha.
Ian laughed.
No, no. Miss Feng, you don’t have to be so polite. You didn’t offend me.

Mr. Zand raised his eyebrows and looked at Ian meaningfully. The latter also gave him a look, indicating that he was indeed interested in his student.
Mr. Zand sneered without giving him any face.
This female student of mine is not easy to conquer. Be careful.

The conversation between the two men was too direct. It wasn’t as though Feng Ling didn’t understand what they were talking about. She didn’t speak or participate in this topic. She just calmly and indifferently took the document and left.
I’ll go back first.


Shall I get someone to send you?
Mr. Zand asked.
With that, he glanced at Ian. Of course, the person he was going to call was his brother. He had to have some self-awareness.

No, I drove here myself.
Feng Ling didn’t look back.