Daily life after marriage with a boss

Chen Qian's circle is full of dignitaries, among which Feng Chu has the highest social status.

Feng Chu's background is similar to theirs, and the Feng family was on par with the Chen family for more than ten years, but after Feng Chu joined the Feng family group, everything changed.

On the surface, the Feng family hasn't changed much—it's even more low-key, but in fact it controls the lifeblood of more industries. Some old-school families are going downhill, but the Feng family is advancing all the way.The rich second generation and the second generation of power who grew up with Feng Chu are now a little afraid of him.

Chen Qian is the most courageous among them, and has the best relationship with Feng Chu.

Chen Qiankai's entertainment company has a very high status in the domestic entertainment industry, and many of the most popular stars belong to their company.A few newcomers signed by the company are not very good recently. One little idol just got a little bit of fame and went to have a relationship with his peers. The high-level executives hid him in anger. The cute and lovable appearance instantly turned into an Internet celebrity appearance.

One night, Chen Qian was drinking with some friends in the private room, and a few young actors who wanted to climb high came along, and a young actor had dyed flaxen hair. Chen Qian took a look and couldn't help complaining: "You are not suitable This one is still suitable for black."

He was a little drunk, and he couldn't speak clearly: "The other day, Brother Feng and I saw one in the nursing home. His facial features were tsk tsk, and the plastic surgeon couldn't make them look so good. His eyebrows and eyes looked a bit like Annette, an international superstar."

Chen Qian made a gesture casually: "His hair is so long, pure flaxen color, and it is very beautifully done. I don't know who the barber is who did his hair."

Others were less convinced: "Looks like Annette? How good-looking he is."

Annette was born as a model, with a devil figure and an angel face. She was favored by several luxury brands. Later, she went to the show business circle, and she has many famous works. She is the goddess of many male stars in the entertainment circle. one of the faces of

"I'm serious," Chen Qian said, "I've seen Annette without makeup, she looks plain without makeup, she's really not as good-looking as him."

The young actors in Chenqian's company didn't dare to refute, and a few friends around them rolled their eyes: "Cut, just brag."

"Brother Chen is drunk, and even in his dreams he wants to sign a handsome guy."

"If there is a man in City C who is prettier than my goddess, I will give him the newly shot Emperor Green Guanyin, and I will give him 2000 million yuan."

"Hahahaha I will give him the position of general manager of the newly opened company."

"..."

Chen Qian was a little anxious: "I'm really serious, why are you bragging about this bullshit. He is blind, otherwise I would spend any money to sign him. If you don't believe me, I will call Brother Feng and ask him. Brother Feng has seen it before. The nursing home is Brother Feng invested."

Upon hearing Feng Chu's name, no one else dared to say anything.

"It's so late, it's better not to call Mr. Feng, if you always get angry, no one can take care of it." The rich second generations usually play better than anyone else, and they are more cowardly than anyone else when they meet Feng Chu, so they dare not stay in the middle of the night To provoke him, "Forget it, Brother Chen, we believe in you, we will do what you say."

Chen Qian knew that these people said they believed it, but actually they didn't believe it in their hearts.

Several people got very drunk.

When Chen Qian woke up the next day, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that he was being questioned. In order to save his reputation, he dressed up and drove to the nursing home like a dog.

Chen Qian asked the dean about when Ling Yi's eyes would recover and whether it was possible to recover, but he couldn't get a definite answer, and he couldn't get a chance to be alone with Ling Yi—the nursing home doesn't allow outsiders to contact these guests at will , Chen Qian secretly took a picture of Zhang Lingyi sitting on the bench.

The young man was wearing a snow-white overcoat. Although his profile was deep, he looked gentle and beautiful. A ray of sunlight happened to fall on the bridge of his nose—Chen Qian really couldn't take a picture of his face.

The more he looked at it, the more he found it beautiful. This picture was as beautiful as it was cut out of a movie. It was the first time in Chen Qian's life that he took such a beautiful picture. Buddies appreciate what is the best in the world.

At this time, a phone call came. It turned out that Chen Qianyi was supposed to go to the company for a meeting in the morning, and he was the only one left after the company's senior management was all ready. The assistant was in a hurry.

Chen Qian patted his brain, which can be called [-], and hurried back to the company.

In the afternoon, Chen Qian strolled to Feng Chu's company. Chen Qian's company is adjacent to the headquarters of the group where Feng Chu works. He is a familiar face here. After the assistant's report, Chen Qian entered Feng Chu's office smoothly.

Chen Qian sat down on the table with a smile, and took the coffee handed over by Assistant Zhang: "Mr. Feng, the new receptionist of your company is so beautiful, he can become a small internet celebrity."

Feng Chu was reading a document in Japanese, and he didn't lift his eyes when he heard Chen Qian's words: "The staff at the headquarters get off work on time at six o'clock and don't accompany wine or guests."

The group headquarters has the most regulations, and the employees who can stay at the headquarters have high ability and education. Of course, the treatment of employees matches their ability, and the benefits and wages are even better than most foreign companies.

According to the company's regulations, no matter how beautiful the little girl at the front desk is, she cannot be touched by a playboy like Chen Qian.

Chen Qian suddenly choked on the coffee and coughed: "Am I that kind of person?"

"By the way, when are you going to get married?" Chen Qian said, "The day before yesterday your grandma visited my house and told my grandpa that you were getting married soon. My grandpa was so angry that he slapped me twice, saying that you were going to marry me If you don't settle it, it's an embarrassment to the Chen family."

Feng Chu laughed angrily: "Am I going to get married?"

He didn't even know he was getting married soon.

Chen Qian dug out Feng Chu's circle of friends: "That's right, your grandma said she was with this person who will drink milk tea with you."

Feng Chu said: "She made a fuss, and a little incident caused a disturbance in the city."

Old Madam Feng and Feng Chu were not that close, but Feng Chu knew her style.

The old lady Feng's daughter was born with a fiery temper, she did everything with great fanfare, and made waves when she caught a small matter, presumably she used the excuse to force Feng Chu to settle down earlier.

Chen Qian put his mobile phone aside, and someone sent him a WeChat message, and the screen of the mobile phone instantly lit up.

A few friends told him to go to the bar at night, but he ignored it, and put it aside after a glance.

Feng Chu put down the document in his hand and inadvertently scanned it to the screen of Chenqian's phone.

His face changed slightly: "Who is the person on your phone screen?"

"The young man I met in the nursing home." Chen Qian opened the photo album ostentatiously, "Isn't he handsome? Yesterday I told the third child that this young man is prettier than Annette, and they all said I was bragging."

Feng Chu brought Chenqian's mobile phone: "Let me take a look."

Chen Qian handed it to Feng Chu with confidence: "During this time, I have been asking if there is any good doctor. If he can cure his eyes and sign him to our company, with this face, he must be a red tree. The cash cow in the north and south of the river. Mr. Feng, do you think I should change to a few new cars or a new big villa?"

Feng Chu changed Chenqian's screen saver, deleted the photos in the album, and cleaned up the recycle bin by the way to prevent recovery: "It's not good to use someone you don't know as a mobile phone screen."

Chen Qian said "Hello": "I haven't shown the third child yet."

Feng Chu simply signed a few pages of documents and handed them over to the assistant.

He patted Chen Qian on the shoulder: "Accompany me to boxing at night."

"Oh." Chen Qian nodded, "It's true that I haven't exercised for a long time, and my abdominal muscles have become fat after drinking all day."

At nine o'clock in the evening, Chen Qian was carried to the hospital in a coma with a bruised nose and swollen face.

Feng Chu took off his gloves.

Working hard, Assistant Zhang took the glove from Feng Chu: "Mr. Feng, Mr. Chen seems to be seriously injured."

Chen Qian is also a son of the Lian family, otherwise he would not dare to fight Feng Chu. He did not expect Feng Chu to strike so hard this time, without mercy. Seeing this posture without knowing it, he thought Chen Qian had robbed his wife.

Feng Chu took a sip of water and said casually: "It's okay, just stay in the hospital for two days and you'll be fine. You can go to the hospital tomorrow to deliver a fruit basket."

Assistant Zhang: "..."

Feng Chu went back and took a cold shower, with only a towel tied around his waist, went to the balcony and called Dean Zhou.

From the very beginning, Feng Chu realized that Ling Yi looked very unsafe. It would be good if Ling Yi hadn't lost his sight. After all, he was a young man, and his handsome appearance would only add to the icing on the cake when he was healthy and from a wealthy family.

The key is that Ling Yi is blind.

Without parents and friends, alone in a nursing home, without adequate protection, having such a beautiful appearance is almost tantamount to inviting others to commit crimes against him.

Dean Zhou felt scared when he saw Feng Chu's mobile phone number, and he answered in fear: "Hello, President Feng."

Feng Chu's tone was extremely cold: "Let irrelevant people approach Ling Yi again, and you can just pack up and go home."

Dean Zhou suddenly remembered what happened during the day, and he explained: "Chen is always your friend—"

"Anyone is not allowed," Feng Chuhan said, "Even if the old man and the old lady of the Feng family want to see him, they have to ask for my permission."

Now Feng Chu is the one in charge of the Feng family. He is used to saying what he says, and his strong style makes everyone who comes into contact with him feel a deep sense of oppression.

Dean Zhou didn't dare to offend Feng Chu: "Yes."

Just as Feng Chu hung up Dean Zhou's phone, a series of unfamiliar landline numbers called. His number was private and few people knew it.

Feng Chu answered.

There was a slight breathing sound from the phone, and a moment later came a warm voice: "Mr. Feng?"

"it's me."

Ling Yi laughed: "I asked Dr. Zhao for your mobile phone number. Is Mr. Feng free tomorrow? Let's go to the hot spring together."

The main focus of the nursing home is hot springs, which are all natural mountain springs. It is said that soaking for a long time is good for the body.

Ling Yi hadn't tried it before when the weather was hot, but now that the temperature had dropped suddenly, he only remembered it after the nurse reminded him.

Ling Yi didn't get a response from Feng Chu for a long time, and he had some doubts: "Mr. Feng? Don't you have time? I also made an appointment with Dr. Zhao."

Feng Chu came back to his senses: "I have time, I will go there early tomorrow."

After Ling Yi hung up, Feng Chu sent a text message to Dr. Zhao: "You don't need to come to the hot spring tomorrow."