Boss, your wife ran away with the ball

Hearing the other party's voice, Feng Lingchen slapped the table, and smiled directly, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, instead it was a bit more stern.

Want to transfer shares?Will it be so easy?
Mother Feng held the microphone, waiting for her son's reply, and then heard the furious sound of slapping the table, her whole body trembled uncomfortably, and then heard her son's mocking voice.

"What? Are you so impatient to please that wild man?" Feng Lingchen was completely smiling when he said this, but there was some sharpness hidden in that smile.

"What wild man?" Feng Muqi's face turned red.

After all, how could an elder be called like that? Could it be that she couldn't find a boyfriend when she was old?
"If you want to transfer shares, there's no way!" Feng Lingchen said violently, sat down on the chair after speaking, and then continued patiently: "Do you think that man is just treating you well? You Don't forget whose mother are you? How many people are thinking about the little power in your hands, you are also a person of your age, not a young man in your twenties and thirties who will coax you over with a few words, think about it for yourself Let's go!" After Feng Lingchen finished speaking, he hung up the phone without hesitation.

Mother Feng sat in the living room with the phone in her arms for a long time. She was indeed coaxed by Zhang Weiguo's sweet words, and she made this decision very suddenly, and she hadn't thought about it before.

Now after being reminded by Feng Lingchen, Feng's mother suddenly felt that her son's words made sense. Besides, they had only known each other for less than a month, so it seemed really too fast to transfer the shares to him. Besides, if he treats her Sincerely, it's okay to turn later.

At this time, the phone at hand rang again, and it was Zhang Weiguo calling.

She mentioned this matter to him before calling, and now when she called, Mother Feng could guess the purpose with a random guess, so she quickly found a reason, and then answered the phone.

"Weiguo, I'm sorry, my son disagrees." Mother Feng said guiltily.

The person on the opposite side didn't know what to say, so Mother Feng hung up the phone, got up and walked out.

Three seconds later, he walked in with Zhang Weiguo. Zhang Weiguo was still holding a bag of fruit, looking very expensive.

"It's okay, I understand. Besides, you don't have to transfer it to me. It's good to put it in your place." Zhang Weiguo smiled understandingly, helped Feng's mother to sit down, and deliberately took out the bag he brought. fruit, I went to wash it myself.

Within 2 minutes, he came out with a fruit plate.

Seeing Wei Guo's empathetic look, Feng's mother felt even more guilty. She clearly promised to be good, but now she couldn't do it.

Zhang Weiguo fed Feng's mother fruit while coaxing Feng's mother to be happy.

Mother Feng felt even more sorry.

"How about you let your son go to work in my son's company, isn't it just that he doesn't have a job? Ask my son to give him a job in the company." After thinking about it, Mother Feng decided to compensate Zhang Weiguo, otherwise he would treat himself like this Being considerate will make her feel more guilty.

Zhang Weiguo smiled when he heard this sentence.

"Thank you for thinking about our father and son. It's just that, will your son agree? He doesn't even agree with your shares, let alone let my son work in his company." Zhang Weiguo said in a pointed tone.

The implication is that Feng Lingchen even restricted Feng's mother's own equity, so how could he agree to let his son go to work in his company.

Mother Feng felt even more guilty when she heard this. She knew that before making a decision, she didn't need to tell him what she thought, but she had already said it, and there was nothing she could do.

But, to be honest, she doesn't know whether her son will agree, but she must let him agree to this matter, otherwise, she will feel even more guilty.

Thinking of this, Feng's mother became more confident, and put her arms around Zhang Weiguo's arm and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely make him agree."

Zhang Weiguo smiled, fed Feng's mother a piece of fruit and said: "It's okay, my son is not very capable, if Ling Chen disagrees, it's fine, don't make it difficult for Ling Chen, if it really doesn't work, isn't there still a job to serve the dishes?" , he can do that too.”

Zhang Weiguo said in an understanding manner, and specifically reminded him a few more times.

After hearing this, Mother Feng felt that she had to get Feng Lingchen to agree to this, otherwise Zhang Weiguo's son would serve the dishes, wouldn't their old faces be even more useless?
The two got bored for a while before Zhang Weiguo left, but before leaving, he told Mother Feng a few more words, knowing that the relationship between Mother Feng and Ye Ranran was not good, he also specially did ideological work for Mother Feng, so that Mother Feng could reconnect with her. Knowing Ye Ranran, and gradually accepting her and the like.

Her words moved Feng's mother so much that she almost burst into tears.

After Zhang Weiguo left, Feng's mother immediately left for Feng Lingchen's company. In order to ensure the success of this matter, she should talk to Feng Lingchen in person, lest a few words on the phone would lead to nothing.

Just as Feng Lingchen went in after the meeting, he was a little surprised to see Mother Feng sitting in the office.

If Feng's mother is fine, she usually won't come to him.

"It's over?" Mother Feng asked gently.

Feng Lingchen sat on the office chair, picked up the coffee just made by the secretary next to him, and replied coldly.

Mother Feng couldn't wait for his next words, so she paused for a long time before she said, "Well, I have something to ask you."

Feng Lingye raised his head from a stack of documents, glanced at Feng Mu who was standing opposite him, put the custom-made pen in his hand with a steel cap on the documents, and then said: "Say."

This posture is very similar to the attitude of the superior and the subordinate when discussing work.

Mother Feng opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say anymore.

Looking at his mother's appearance, Feng Lingchen knew that it must be because of that couple again. During this period of time, the number of times he came to him because of that wild man was more than half a year.

I really don't know what's so good about that wild man that his mother didn't even want to lose face.

"I want you to find a job for his son." Mother Feng scratched her neck and said it bravely.

Feng Lingchen narrowed his eyes and looked at his mother with a blank expression. She actually made this trip for that wild man's son, was she afraid that she would not be able to explain clearly to him on the phone?
Or do you want to force him to agree?

"I know, you will definitely not let him enter your company easily. There are so many idle positions in your company, you can find someone who is not very important, as long as you pay him a salary every month." Mother Feng looked at His son's complexion gradually darkened, and he gradually accelerated his speaking speed.

Feng Lingchen was sitting on the chair, leaning back slightly, with one hand resting on the armrest of the chair and the other on the table, tapping lightly on the table. My heart also sank.

"Just for this?" Feng Lingchen asked coldly.

"As long as you let him into the company, I won't intentionally target Ye Ranran in the future, it's fair!" Mother Feng said first.

Feng Lingchen smiled slightly at his mother, and was silent for a few seconds before answering: "Okay!"

When Mother Feng heard her son let go, a smile immediately appeared on her face.

Now she can tell Zhang Weiguo, otherwise she really feels guilty!
After returning, Feng's mother immediately contacted Zhang Weiguo, and asked Zhang Jian to report to Feng Lingchen at Feng's Group the next day.

……

"President Feng, someone said that your younger brother was looking for you." The secretary knocked on the door and came in.

Feng Lingchen raised his head and frowned suspiciously. Where did he get such a younger brother?
But soon something flashed through his mind: "Let him in!"

Zhang Jian was invited into Feng Lingchen's office, and then he sat down on the sofa, not only crossing Erlang's legs, but also put one foot on the coffee table.

This posture is just like the uncle.

Feng Lingchen got up from the chair, walked over directly, kicked his calf with his face, and kicked his leg off.

I don't know how much strength was used for this kick, but Zhang Jian, who was in pain, took a deep breath.

The kicker didn't care if he hurt or not, and sat directly opposite.

Zhang Jian looked at the man on the opposite side, hugging his leg, wanted to scold someone, then closed his mouth after seeing his aura, and looked at his luxuriously decorated office.

"You are the son of my father's good friend? Doesn't this look good?" Zhang Jian said, his eyes were full of desire.

Feng Lingchen didn't respond.

"Well, I don't ask too much. You arrange an office like this for me, and arrange a few more secretaries for me. It's best to ask for a beautiful one that can play." Zhang Jian said A look of desire.

"Come on!" Feng Lingchen shouted loudly.

Immediately, two people came in from the door. Even though Zhang Jian didn't know the goods, he could still recognize them. They were the company's security guards. He was stopped by them when he came in. In the end, he gave Feng Lingchen's name before coming up. .

Feng Lingchen looked at the two burly security guards, pointed to the man in front of him, and said word by word: "Throw him out for me."

As soon as the two security guards heard it, they immediately understood, nodded to Feng Lingchen, and then passed Zhang Jian who was on the sofa without saying a word, and took it out amidst Zhang Jian's terrified shouts.

"Feng Lingchen, I'm your younger brother. You're inhumane, yet you treat me like this." The security guard dragged him to the elevator, but he could still hear him calling, but no one answered him.

Two security guards carried Zhang Jian all the way to the lobby, and under the surprised eyes of the employees, they sent him outside the company door, then turned around and walked into the company to continue working.

The security guard at the door had already been informed by the secretary on the top floor, so Zhang Jian wanted to go in at this time, but was stopped every time.

Knowing that he couldn't get in, Zhang Jian felt useless, so he stood at the door of the company and pointed at the inside of the company, cursing for a while, but no one paid any attention to him, so he had to leave temporarily.

Feng Lingchen, he must let him invite him in.