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Chapter 451 The real reason

At 6:30 pm, he was also Feng Yiping's old friend. He came to Virginia. His furniture sales store had expanded to 51 stores. His assistant was replaced by Raymond, a blonde girl with plump buttocks. He stood at the door of the conference room and held Feng Yiping's hand and refused to let go.

"Feng, next time you come to the east, please come to me. You must go to my winery to see. Believe me, you will definitely be eye-opening."

This is the second time Raymond has introduced his winery to Feng Yiping.

It is said that the biggest feature of his winery is that his grapes are "planted on granite".

But this is naturally not a show-off. No one will be so stupid that he will show off these things in front of Feng Yiping.

The skin on his face was already a little loose, but his voice was still loud. This is to express his gratitude.

In the past few years of cooperation, Jiasheng has relatively affordable prices, absolutely first-class design, and super-suitable furniture. While helping Raymond expand his business, he also easily earned him the profits he could buy several wineries.

He cherishes and is grateful to such a partner.

"It's definitely Raymond, next time I go to Washington, I will definitely go to your winery to have a good look," Feng Yiping held his hand, "Someone will take you to the banquet hall, we'll see you later,"

"See friends after a while," Raymond left with a happy smile. Feng Yiping let out a long sigh, and his whole body relaxed suddenly. The day was over!

No matter how worried and emotional I have about the future or the present, life or business, when I arrive in this conference room, everything will be immediately left behind, and there will be only constant meetings and meetings...

How many important things happened today? For him, he was just a tired and wet and hot spring evening, which wanted to let people sleep for a while immediately.

So, the work you put into it can really make people simple.

But at the other side of the elevator door, Raymond's laughter and greetings suddenly sounded again, causing his laziness to freeze there halfway, and still come?

Ou Boyang was also stunned. No one is there anymore?

He was about to go over and take a look when the person who came had already come over, it was Jin Ling and Zhang Yan.

"Why are you here now? Are you all ready to have a meal?"

"I've eaten it long ago," said both of them at the same time.

"I'm so envious," Feng Yiping muttered.

For dinners like the evening, it is important to enhance feelings, and it is by no means a good opportunity to relax and fill your stomach.

"Boyang," Jin Ling waved Ou Boyang and the others, "Let's discuss tomorrow's arrangements again,"

Suddenly, only Feng Yiping and Zhang Yan were left in the corridor.

So, does Zhang Yan have something to say?

"Go to the top floor for a walk?" Feng Yiping pointed at the top.

Because Feng Yiping has multiple houses here, the top floor here has been turned into three luxurious presidential apartments instead of his mansion. However, the roof is as always decorated as a garden. It is the time when flowers are in full bloom. Wandering in it or sitting on the lawn, it really feels like being in the park.

The difference is that it is closer to the sky and farther away from the hustle and bustle.

"I know that the Canton Fair is not easy," said Feng Yiping.

Zhang Yan leaned on the chair relaxedly and stretched comfortably, "It may not be possible,"

Yo, do you think this is easy?

"The bakery is also not easy during rush hour in the morning and evening," she said.

Well, it’s not easy for everyone to have their own.

But Feng Yiping clearly felt that Zhang Yan had changed a lot since he opened a bakery.

This is actually expected.

We all say, what, learning can make us grow, but what is easier to make us grow is to do things.

"I'm used to staying on the island, but I'm really not used to the air here. I'll leave tomorrow."

"No," said Feng Yiping, "I will not be as busy as today tomorrow."

"That won't be much better," Zhang Yan stood up and walked to the lawn, looking whether he was disappointed or angry.
Chapter completed!
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