She was fired after she refused to be the CEO's dog licker.

The secretary's words instantly woke me up from my dream.

She said that the car sent by Feng Wenzhuo would arrive downstairs in an hour.

This means that Feng Wenzhuo hopes that this lunch between us will be kept confidential.

But why? It was obviously a three-party cooperation. Feng Wenzhuo avoided the matchmaking process, and also avoided Wu Ling as the legal person of the company, but he chose me.

We are still at the stage where the three-party cooperation is about to be signed.

It's really incredible.

Vaguely, I smelled a hint of uneasiness.

An hour later, I took the private car sent by Feng Wenzhuo and drove on the elevated highway. This was an ordinary private car that could not be more ordinary. Even the driver's dress was extremely low-key, which was really hard to tell. A clue comes.

But soon, I judged from the route of the vehicle that it was heading towards Feng Wenzhuo’s private estate.

It turned out that my guess was correct, but this time, the servant led me to the private garden in the manor.

Surprisingly, in this cold and windy winter, there are patches of roses blooming here.

Red, pink, champagne, all kinds of colors come together in one place. From a distance, it looks like a colorful rainbow tower.

Under the tower is a long European-style retro table, with various dinner plates neatly placed on it, low-key and luxurious.

"Ms. Meng, please take a seat." The servant politely opened the seat. "Sir, you will be here soon."

I responded softly and sat down uneasily.

There is no place to eat here. It is obviously not allowed to enter the princess's back garden and have an illusory dream.

"I've kept you waiting for a long time, Manager Meng," a deep voice came from far away, "Are you hungry?"

I looked up and saw Feng Wenzhuo, wearing a simple woolen suit, walking quickly and sitting directly opposite me.

"Mr. Feng."

I stood up immediately, but saw the man lowering his fingers and saying, "You're welcome, Manager Meng. Come on, let's eat first."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at the servant. The next second, the servant stepped forward and opened the plate covers one by one, revealing the delicious food.

One of them surprised me the most. It was a large ham that had been set up. At first glance, it looked rough and primitive.

"This is the Iberian ham that was just flown in yesterday." Feng Wenzhuo stood up, walked slowly to the ham, took the cutting knife from the servant's hand, and said, "You have to be particular about eating this stuff."

After he finished speaking, he started to cut the ham, saying as he cut the ham, "You have to make the first cut from the two fingers of this joint, and then make the second cut at a 45-degree angle like this..."

Five minutes later, Feng Wenzhuo brought the cut ham to me and said with a smile, "Mr. Meng, try it."

I looked at the thin ham meat in front of me and was secretly surprised. I took a piece and put it in my mouth. I felt the fragrance lingering on my lips and teeth, making me have endless aftertaste.

"I didn't expect Mr. Feng to be a gourmet."

But I think Feng Wenzhuo took great pains to call me here not just to taste this bite of Ibérico ham, right?

Feng Wenzhuo listened to my compliments and said while chewing the food, "A good Iberian ham needs a long process to make. First of all, it must choose naturally raised Iberian pigs, and secondly, it must be cured The process is also very primitive and complicated, and it has to be hung in a well-ventilated drying room for fourteen months before it can finally become a delicacy on the plate."

I echoed, “It’s been really long and hard.”

"Actually, this is similar to your project," Feng Wenzhuo suddenly changed the topic and said, "The construction of a game, from the initial planning to the pre- and post-development, etc., any problem in any link will have an impact. The progress of the entire project, right?”

The conversation returned to the main topic, and I didn't make any more detours: "Mr. Feng educates people with things, so he must have something important to explain?"

"It's nothing. I just want to say that it's not easy for Manager Meng's project to get to where it is today."

I looked at Feng Wenzhuo's scheming face and didn't answer immediately. Then I heard him say, "So every next step, you have to be more careful."

“We will keep Mr. Feng’s teachings in mind.”

"If Manager Meng still has memories, you should remember that Yan Dong mentioned your project to me when we first met."

Of course I remember this, but at that time, Feng Wenzhuo was not very interested in our project.

"I'm curious about what made Mr. Feng change your mind."

Feng Wenzhuo smiled slightly and said, "My roommate was still young and I was always busy with work, so I inevitably neglected her. Fortunately, Yan Dong came often at that time and gave her a lot of comfort. So, I actually owe Professor Yan a favor. of."

At the banquet before that, Feng Wenting's stickiness to the severe winter made sense.

"Of course, Manager Meng's project is also very good. I asked professionals to evaluate it." Feng Wenzhuo saw that I was silent and continued: "It's just that this game project must have excellent people to check it."

"Excellent people?" I was confused and asked, "What does Mr. Feng mean?"

"Since it is a three-party cooperation, our Hongtu must also participate in it," Feng Wenzhuo looked at me and said, "Does Manager Meng have no objection to this?"

It is a common practice for employers to arrange people to join projects. We can even tolerate Lin Xixi's situation, and there is nothing unacceptable.

But if that's the case, I don't think Feng Wenzhuo needs to invite me in person, unless the person he wants to get in is not simple.

Thinking of this, my heart suddenly trembled, and I asked tentatively: "The person Mr. Feng wants to sneak in is my sister Feng Wenting, Miss Feng?"

As soon as I finished speaking, Feng Wenzhuo stretched out his hands and applauded: "It seems that Manager Meng is smarter than I thought."

The boss laughed heartily, but I wasn't happy at all.

Who is Feng Wenting? She is the apple of Feng Wenzhuo's eye. She is afraid of falling when she holds it in her hand, and she is afraid of melting when she holds it in her mouth. If she really wants to be included in our project, why should she serve her like an ancestor?

But that's not the most important thing. The most important thing is that when such a little princess comes in, there must be a spot left vacant.

So I asked tentatively: "I wonder what position Mr. Feng wants to arrange for Miss Feng?"

Feng Wenzhuo wiped the corner of his mouth and said cheerfully: "If I remember correctly, Mr. Wu seems to have graduated from a third-rate university, right? I'm afraid it will be a little difficult for her to entrust such an important project to her."

I froze in place, as if I had been struck by lightning, and suddenly my whole body became stiff and unable to move. It took me a long time to come back to my senses and said, "Mr. Feng, Mr. Wu is the legal person of the company, I'm afraid..."

"The project belongs to you, Manager Meng," Feng Wenzhuo interrupted me and said, "As far as I know, Mr. Wu just invested some money at the beginning. You are the person in charge of the entire game. How to arrange it is not yours." Has the final say?"