My stall is a bit fierce

Zhao Zifeng didn't expect that Sun Yingying still missed him and wanted him to go back to work.

I was moved for a while, but I had no choice but to refuse, "Director Sun, thank you for your kindness, but I'm doing a good job running a street stall now, and my income is not bad..."

"You are really promising, and the grades in their early 20s set up street stalls?" Sun Yingying was a little angry.

Immediately afterwards, he added, "Stop rambling, I happen to be short of an assistant by my side, and I will make the decision for you."

"Today there is an important dinner, you come with me, and block the wine!"

Sun Yingying was about to drive while talking, and Zhao Zifeng wanted to cry, but couldn't bear the showdown, and told Supervisor Sun that he was now taking tens of millions, and his daily income was definitely not low.

The car won't start, there seems to be something wrong.

Sun Yingying patted the steering wheel slightly annoyed, "It's too bad luck, the car has just been maintained."

"At least it represents the company's image, so you can't take a taxi?"

Zhao Zifeng coughed twice at the side, "What, I'll take you there if it doesn't work, I won't participate in the drinking party..."

"Are you giving me a scooter?" Sun Yingying was not in a good mood at the moment, and she inevitably spoke harshly.

"Don't look down on me, Director Sun, does it make sense for a beautiful woman like you to ride a scooter?"

"At least I'll give you the whole sports car..." Zhao Zifeng opened the car door and walked out.

"It's getting worse and worse. When did you learn to brag?" Sun Yingying frowned and got out of the car to hail a taxi.

Unexpectedly, the lights of the sports car in front suddenly turned on, and then Zhao Zifeng, who was dressed in plain clothes, opened the co-pilot's door in a grand manner.

"Director Sun, get in the car." Zhao Zifeng grinned.

"Well, why did you drive someone else's car?"

"It's against the law to drive someone else's car." Sun Yingying was shocked.

"This car is mine..." Zhao Zifeng flicked the delicate car key in his hand.

"Are you working as a substitute driver?" Sun Yingying thought for a long time before she figured it out in the high-end co-pilot seat of the Lamborghini, and felt that this was the only reasonable explanation.

Zhao Zifeng was so poor that he set up street stalls, how could he afford such a nice car?

What I said just now was just for the sake of face.

Isn't that what young people do today?
Zhao Zifeng didn't bother to explain, and while inquiring about the location of the restaurant, he stepped on the accelerator and drove rapidly.

Sun Yingying was still nagging at the side, persuading Zhao Zifeng to join her in the dinner party, and later became an assistant to join the company.

After arriving at the place, Sun Yingying directly led Zhao Zifeng's ear into the hotel.

The image and posture of the female executives are undoubtedly revealed.

Zhao Zifeng had no choice but to follow.

The restaurant is the most upscale in the city, and the people in the private rooms are also very classy, ​​either the big boss entrepreneur or the entrepreneur's secretary.

The secretaries are all beautiful, young and coquettish, which seems to be the standard sign of a rich man for a big boss.

Zhao Zifeng suddenly felt that he was a bit out of tune with the environment here.

Everyone was dressed brightly, but he was the only one dressed in plain clothes. Although he didn't feel ashamed, the puzzled eyes of those bosses and female secretaries made Zhao Zifeng very annoyed.

"I said Mr. Sun, did you hire an assistant temporarily at the construction site?"

"Why do you look like a contractor?"

"I don't know if this is a high-end dinner?"

Before he could sit down, a slightly bald fat man diagonally across from him began to taunt in a strange way.

After staying in the company for a long time, Zhou Zifeng recognized at a glance that this fat man was the main competitor of Sun Yingying's company.

It seems that today's meal is a Hongmen banquet, and the two companies are competing for an order.

Sun Yingying glared at the fat man, pulled Zhao Zifeng to sit down, and then replied, "Ma Mingyuan, don't speak in a weird way. If you don't know, you may think that your function is not complete."

All the men and women present couldn't help laughing, except the fat man Ma Mingyuan.

Usually, this guy has a particularly thin voice, and his skin is fair and delicate. People always say behind his back that he has a problem, and this is the most taboo.

Now that the beauty Sun Yingying choked on such a sentence in public, she immediately felt that she couldn't get off the stage.

Ma Mingyuan adjusted his sitting posture with a dark face, and said, "I remember this kid, he seems to be an employee who was laid off by your company."

"Bringing such a thing here is not in the attitude of discussing business. I think your company is going to be dirty soon, so don't get involved with it."

Ma Mingyuan knew that he couldn't beat Sun Yingying, so he directly attacked Zhao Zifeng, making fun of him inside and outside the words.

Sun Yingying frowned, even if she was eloquent, she had nothing to say at this time, after all, what they said was the truth.

Zhao Zifeng had long seen that Ma Mingyuan was not pleasing to the eye, so he took out a cigarette to light it, and casually threw the cigarette case on the table.

He raised his legs and sprayed the smoke on Ma Mingyuan's face.

Then he said slowly, "Mr. Ma, there is an old saying that I wonder if you've heard of it?"

Ma Mingyuan patted the smoke in front of him a little angrily, and asked casually, "What are you talking about?"

"Dogs look down on people, just like you do now." Zhao Zifeng answered without hesitation.

"You, what right do you have to say this to me?"

"What are you? Why should I look at you so high?" Ma Mingyuan immediately became angry.

Most of the guests present were watching the excitement, especially Su Tiancheng, the client target that the two companies competed for today.

Sun Yingying was a little surprised. She didn't expect that Zhao Zifeng, who was usually the most honest in the company, would scold Ma Mingyuan on the spot today in order to vent his anger.

Everyone knows that this old boy has a bad stomach and is very vengeful. He is a difficult character to deal with.

Although Sun Yingying felt that Zhao Zifeng's style and tone were a little too much, she felt a little sweet in her heart.

After being an iceberg beauty and a company executive for so many years, Sun Yingying has never enjoyed the feeling of being cared for by a man so close.

"Boy, why don't you dare to say anything?"

"This is a high-end dinner, you don't deserve to stay here with rubbish, get out!" Ma Mingyuan patted the table and stood up, insisting on driving Zhao Zifeng out, in fact, he was embarrassing Sun Yingying.

Sun Yingying frowned and wanted to speak for Zhao Zifeng, but at this time Zhao Zifeng spoke up first, "You are really cooperative when you say that you are inferior to others. Why do you say that I am not qualified to sit here?"

"Why?"

"Just because of your shabbiness, just because you can't get 1000 yuan out of your pocket. Don't think that I don't know that you were still setting up a street stall on the street two days ago. Why are you so poor?" Ma Mingyuan Suddenly looked a little proud.