Why are you so depressed? What is the reason for them?

"At the end of the year, although I seem to have gained a lot, I sometimes feel empty, and even more so in my body, and I feel like I've been hollowed out,"

"You're so tired," Page said.

"How can we not be tired? Our Mr. Feng has achieved such great success in all fields this year. How much effort does it take to do behind this?" said Bryn.

"The day after tomorrow, take Huang and Amanda and find a place to rest for a week, don't be too nervous," Peppa suggested.

"Let's go skiing, go to Switzerland, or Lake Tahoe," said Bryn immediately.

Feng Yiping and Peppa both shook their heads. This guy really loved skiing deeply.

I don’t know if it’s like the Football Federation, there will be a World Ski League. If so, it’s unreasonable not to award him the title of Promotion Ambassador.

Not to mention colleagues like Feng Yiping, even the company's customers, partners, and even his occasional whim, suddenly appear on the interview site, they will ask the candidates about skiing... It's really a matter of eternity and sometimes ending, only skiing will last.

The reactions of Page and Feng Yiping made Brin very dissatisfied.

Especially Feng Yiping, no matter how he bewitched and advocated, he remained unchanged and kept his original intention away from the sport of skiing and never tried it once, which made Bolling feel quite frustrated.

"Feng, believe me, as long as you try it once, you will definitely fall in love with it," Bulin squeezed on Feng Yiping's sofa. "Think about it, among the rolling mountains, you take a deep breath, and as soon as you put a force on the pole, you whirl down from the top of the mountain. The experience of speeding up, the freedom like wind, the feeling of flying like, tsk..." He closed his eyes intoxicatedly.

Feng Yiping and Page both saw the surprise in each other's eyes. Brin's description was really touching.

"Wake up," Feng Yiping patted him, "I solemnly suggest that some copywriting in the future can be taken responsibility for Brynn."

"I totally agree," Page said, holding his glass.

Brin shook his head in disappointment, "Feng, maybe there are too many things that make you think carefully, so it's so difficult for you to accept new attempts?"

"Isn't my mentality young? This may be true, but skiing really has nothing to do with my mentality. I also like flying, but I'm more worried about the landing problem after flying,"

Page met Feng Yiping loudly, which was self-evident.

"You two...,"

Looking at Brin's suffocating look, Feng Yiping finally got excited tonight, "Hahaha,"

At this time, the two employees came over, "Three...," Page and Brin immediately stood up, Feng Yiping waved his hand, "I won't go, lie here for a while,"

Since it is an annual meeting, there are always occasions where they are needed.

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Listening to the hustle and bustle upstairs and around, Feng Yiping really relaxed. Although he didn't have the mood to integrate into them, it was better than the feeling of being alone at this time.

He drank the wine in his glass and lay on the sofa with his clothes, closing his eyes and pondering.

Perhaps, Page is right. After the 26th, you can take Jingping and her daughter to find a place to go on vacation. It may be a good time to take a vacation.

But, alas, he turned over on the sofa with some annoyance, and then heard a lady walking in. First, the door handle twisted, and then with a "bang", the door was gently closed.

He sat up and looked at it, "It's you, Mayer,"

"What's wrong with you? Are you tired?" Mayer, wearing a black evening dress, walked over with a faint fragrance. "Look, your clothes are wrinkled, you wait," she walked to the bedroom next to her and took out a hanger. "It might be better to hang it for a while,"

"Thank you," Feng Yiping waved his hand.

He was still quite alert to Mayer's request to take off his clothes himself, even if it was just a coat.

Mayer looked at the empty cup he put aside, "What's wrong with that tonight? Why do I think you're worried?"

"Nothing, I just feel a little tired. By the way, there is no formal congratulations yet. Congratulations, Mayer,"

Her congratulations made Mayer Zhanyan smile, but immediately turned the topic back to Feng Yiping, "You can't hide it from me. You may be tired, but the main reason must be something,"

I have to say that compared to the two rough guys Page and Brin, Mayer's intuition is indeed more sensitive.

"No," Feng Yiping shook his head.

"Although I may not solve your problem, I am definitely a very good audience," said Mayer. "Look, you even told me about your son, what else is there to be wrong with me?"

Feng Yiping's future helmsman for Jiasheng America has received the same treatment as Jin Ling in some matters. She is another person who knows Ma Ling and Vincent.

Looking at Feng Yiping's eyes, she was stunned for a moment, "No? Did Huang already know?"

Feng Yiping hesitated for a moment. He really needed an audience for such a problem. "I don't know yet, but they met Ma Ling and Vincent, and Amanda liked Vincent very much. He repeatedly asked Jingping to call Ma Ling and asked them to come out to play,"

He briefly told Mayer about the current situation.

"Hahaha," Mayer smiled without sympathy, "Why do I think this is like the plot in a soap opera, okay, okay," she looked at Feng Yiping's somewhat annoyed gaze. "Ma Ling's concern is right, that is, she won't let Huang notice it. Those two little guys won't pay attention to these problems. Sooner or later, they will understand that the father they often traveled on business is actually the same person. At that time, you will be passive."

“So, I just want to solve this problem before the worst situation comes,”

"But how do you solve it?" She shook her head, "I really don't understand you very much. Did you put so much effort into finding Ma Ling because of your self-esteem, and you would not be left behind so unknown, or would you be responsible for every woman who has been sleeping with you?"

Feng Yiping nodded, Mayer was stunned, "Oh my God, what kind of era are you from? You still maintain this concept, or do Chinese men all look like you?"

"So, you kept rejecting me?" she asked again.

Why did you put the topic on this? "I want to confess to Jingping first. Do you think this is a good idea?"

Obviously, this matter cannot be hidden in the end, or in other words, it can be hidden for a while at most, but not for a lifetime. Under this premise, Feng Yiping felt that taking the initiative to confess is a relatively reliable way.

"I'm not talking too much about Jingping, but you can see some problems from your hesitation and hesitation. Some of us may rather men hide some things from you."

"Of course, for me, this question is actually not a problem. If you can accept it, then accept it. If you can't accept it, then separate it."

"But it seems that you can't bear to leave any side, right?" she asked at Feng Yiping.

Feng Yiping did not speak, indicating that he was accused.

"There is another possibility, and there are many rich wives who choose to turn a blind eye to these things,"

She looked at the door, "For example, Schmidt, we all know his style, and his wife knows his style,"

Schmidt at work and Schmidt outside work are two completely different people. Outside work, he especially likes to be with those young and beautiful girls, and always bring some young and beautiful girls back to his villa... This is not a secret in Silicon Valley and the high-tech world in the United States.

Moreover, this does not affect people's respect for him.

"But, aren't they still together at the moment? I heard that even some people asked his wife about this question, and she laughed it off,"

"I don't know how it is in China. Such a problem is too common in the rich circle here."

Feng Yiping shook his head. It was difficult to make him like this, and it was even more difficult to make Huang Jingping like this.

"This is not possible? Actually, there is another possibility. According to your statement, Huang's impression of Ma Ling seems to be good. So, is it possible that they can live in peace? You know, Mr. Buffett is like this,"

Feng Yiping continued to shake his head, how could such a thing be replicated?

Mayer helped her analyze several possibilities, and they were all rejected by Feng Yiping. She finally shook her head, "Then I really have no good idea,"

"But," she turned her eyes, "I can at least make you forget your worries for a while and be happy," she snuggled over, "Look, the room is right next to you,"

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Chapter completed!