A max-level boss and her conspicuous family members

Shen Zhizhu’s project team has a total of seven members.

Last night, Shen Zhizhu told them on WeChat that he himself would go to the disaster area to take charge of the equipment host, and others could choose whether to go to the disaster area of ​​their own free will.

But at this moment, all seven people were present.

The leading young man touched the silver-gray machine next to him and said: "These machines have all gone to earthquake relief. As the owners of the machines, how can we escape in the face of the battle?"

They boarded the plane with the sixteen machines and rushed to the earthquake-stricken area.

The helicopter flowed through a silver-white arc in the sky. Lu Zhi looked up at the sky and watched the arc disappear little by little. The black pupils behind the lenses reflected the color of the sky.

He withdrew his gaze, dragged his exhausted body back to his office, took off his glasses, and pressed the sore Mingjing point.

The moment he fell on the seat, Lu Zhi felt all the fatigue from the whole night coming to him, and he almost fell asleep.

He forced himself to open his eyes and send a message to Cheng Jianwei.

[Ms. Cheng, the disaster relief volunteers have been arranged. The transport team to Luoxia Village will arrive in half a day. Mr. Zhou’s plane has already departed. A total of 6.6 million yuan has been spent on disaster relief materials purchased so far, and there will be more in the future. Goods will be shipped to Xicheng one after another, so please pay attention to safety. 】

He knew that Miss Cheng would definitely go to the disaster area in person.

Hope she is safe and everything goes well.

Cheng Jianwei was harvesting peppers in the vegetable greenhouse when he received the news from Lu Zhi.

Eight acres of land, a total of eight vegetable greenhouses, looks very large.

As soon as it got dark and the live broadcast hadn't started, Village Chief Liu came with several villagers, and together with the villagers who stayed in the villa the night before, they came to the fields to help.

This was also the first time that it was only seven o'clock in the morning, and eight people from Cheng Jianwei were already dressed and ready.

After all, the villagers who came to help included elderly people in their 60s and 70s. How could they fall behind?

Several variety show staff also put down their work and came to help.

Even Fa Cai would accompany them with his tail wagging, and would ask his children to run around in the fields with him.

Cheng Jianwei took the time to contact the previous chili sauce manufacturers, explained the situation to them, and temporarily stopped subsequent cooperation.

Two days ago, Luoxia Village has provided the first batch of chili peppers to the chili sauce manufacturer, which is a full 2,000 kilograms. These are still used to make chili sauce according to the original plan, but they have decided to transport the remaining chili peppers in the field to the disaster area.

"Isn't this a breach of contract?"

When the manufacturer of chili sauce heard that Cheng Jianwei would no longer cooperate, at first, he thought she was going to raise the price and then raise the purchase price of chili peppers, and his attitude suddenly became bad.

Fu Chen on the side stretched out his hand toward Cheng Jianwei: "I'll come."

Cheng Jianwei immediately handed the phone to his elder brother.

Fu Chen Xiaozhi moved with emotion and reason, and told the manufacturer that he was Fu Chen.

After learning that they donated all the vegetables in the greenhouse for earthquake relief, the manufacturer, who has been a fan of actor Fu for ten years, calmed down his anger on the phone and was filled with emotion.

Finally, the manufacturer said that the chili sauce they made will also be donated to the disaster area to contribute to disaster relief.

Just as Cheng Jianwei hung up the phone, Facai suddenly let out two excited "woof woofs" and the roar of a helicopter rang out.

She walked out of the greenhouse in confusion and raised her head: "So fast?"

An hour ago, Lu Zhi just told her that the helicopter had just departed from Haishi. No matter how fast it was, it would take several hours to reach Luoxia Village, right?

The group returned to Xinnong Villa and waited for the helicopter to land.

Zhou Ciyan looked at Fu Chen, but he didn't expect his uncle to be equally confused.

This is not his helicopter, nor is it the helicopter arranged by my uncle. Whose is it?

At this time, a figure that no one expected took a step forward.

Feng Mian opened his arms and showed an open smile: "Welcome your king!"

Fu Ran: "What bastard?"

Feng Mian sneered and refused to argue with him.

Sheng Ning asked casually: "Mr. Feng, is this plane yours?"

"Exactly." Facing everyone's curious eyes, Feng Mian's vanity was unparalleledly satisfied.

He smiled and nodded: "How about it, are you satisfied with what you see?"

Sheng Ning: "..." She shouldn't talk too much.

Feng Yaoyao watched the plane land and whispered: "Grandpa took back my brother's private jet before. I contacted my dad last night. My dad asked grandpa. Grandpa learned that we were for disaster relief, so he sent the plane. come over."

Feng Mian's face turned red, he coughed and said, "Yao Yao, why are you talking about this?"

At this time, a young man wearing a black mask came down from the cabin.

From a distance, his sharp and bright black eyes locked on Cheng Jianwei, and his eyes were literally shining.

When he got closer, the young man looked away unnaturally and said in a low voice: "It's been a long time, let's board the plane together."

Feng Mian frowned: "Why are you here?"

The young man bent his eyes, and a cynical voice came from behind the mask: "Brother, you don't know, right? This private plane is mine now, why can't I come?"

Feng Mian's pupils trembled and he gritted his teeth: "The old man actually gave you my plane?!"

"What, brother, are you not satisfied? There's nothing you can do if you're not satisfied," the young man said unhurriedly, "By the way, grandpa also asked me to give you a message."

Feng Mian gritted his teeth: "What are you talking about?"

Young man: "That's what grandpa said. Feng Xiaoer, you are a turtle grandson. I will let you use the plane temporarily. It doesn't mean that you will not be held accountable for stealing the food Cheng Jianwei cooked for me. This matter is not over yet."

Feng Mian's chest rose and fell violently, and he said with red eyes, "Don't call me Feng Xiaoer!"

The young man shrugged: "I didn't scream, grandpa did."

Fu Ran stepped forward and patted the young man's shoulder: "Brother, I fell in love with you as soon as I saw you. What's your name?"

The young man smiled and stood side by side with him: "My name is Feng Ye, and I am Feng Mian's younger brother."

Fu Ran suddenly realized: "Oh, I know, you are also one of the four candidates for the Feng family's heir..."

"Fourth." Feng Ye twitched the corner of his mouth and answered for him.

As expected of Fu Ran, the real person can't speak as well as the live broadcast room.

Feng Yaoyao added on the side: "Feng Ye is the youngest son of my uncle and his current aunt, and he is as old as me."

Feng Mian's father is the head of the Feng family. He had his eldest son and second son Feng Mian with his first wife, and his third and fourth son Feng Ye with his current wife.

"I remember that Brother Feng Ye and Brother Feng Mian used to have a very good relationship. Brother Feng Ye also said that he should follow Brother Feng Mian as an example," Feng Yaoyao whispered, "Why has it become so bad now?"

Zhou Ciyan said lightly: "Perhaps everyone has a time when they are young and ignorant and like scumbags."